You are such a pathetic fucking maggot you don’t deserve to have balls. You aren’t a real man why the fuck should I allow you to continue walking around as if you are? I’m so sick of you constantly hanging around begging me to let you fuck me. You can just get that idea out of your head right now because that will never happen. If you were the last man on earth I would rather die celibate than let you stick that disgusting little inch worm inside of me. The only reason that I even let you hang around is because you’re a good maid and it’s amusing watching you crawl around and scrub my bathroom floor with a toothbrush. Today though I have something big planned for you. Strip down completely naked and lay down on my metal examination table. Your little pimple dick is getting hard thinking you’re finally going to get to fuck me.
I secure the straps over your chest, at your wrists and your ankles. Then I spray some canned cheese onto your dick and balls. You probably think I have some sort of cheese fetish and I’m going to lick and suck it off of you. You couldn’t be more wrong. That’s when I reach for a big plastic tub and I flip it over your cock and balls. You have such a puzzled look on your face until you feel the feet scratching against your stomach and your thighs. Then you feel the long tails and the sharp teeth. That’s right I just trapped six massive rats right against your cheese covered cock and balls. The screams of pain as they tear into your flesh makes me double over with laughter. The rats are squealing as they feast on your flesh, blood spraying all over the plastic walls trapping your tormentors against your flesh. You’re straining against the restraints trying desperately to break free but you aren’t going anywhere until I say so and your torture has just begun. The rats haven’t nearly had their fill yet.
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