“When you label his forehead again, let’s do his lips too. I want to see them sucking c**k all lacquered up thick like a two-bit hooker’s. Maybe we could put a bra and girdle on him as well.”
“Lipstick and other makeup, yes. No bra and girdle please.” Tara raised her eyebrows but Julie had an excuse ready. “We’ve abused his back and butt pretty extensively this week. It still needs to heal. Luckily we’ve neglected the front. Since only two of us can f**k him at once, and the third will want something diverting to torment, we’ll need unencumbered access to his navel, belly, n*****s and t**s.
“Besides, we don’t want a total sissy, right? Let him keep some moderate manliness for the time we decide to unlock him again – or even heaven forfend let him in on the coin flip.”
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