Dave walked in and was carrying a case with him.
Dave didn't need to be told what to do, he took out a piercing needle and pulled out my tongue, he quickly pierced it and slid in a ring. He then moved on to my nose and put in a bull like nose ring. I was still tired, and dazed. I didn't sleep good in the bathtub last night. How could I have let this happen. It just didn't feel real. I didn't want it to be real.
"Man, this bitch is lookin fine!"
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my face turned nearly as red as my mohawk. I felt like such an idiot.
"Now its time I collect my fee." He pulled down his pants and whipped out his cock. It was 7 inches uncut. I hated uncut cocks. Dave started to fuck my mouth with his dick. Damn, I was in pain, my tounge was still tender from the piercing. I could hear clicks in the background. "Give me the camera man" Dave said "I want to take a pic of the bitch on my cock when I cum" he took some picks as I glared up at his face then pumped my mouth full of cum. "NICE, these are gonna look great on my webpage." It tasted disgusting.
"Eat up faggot, thats all you'll be having for breakfast, don't want my whore to plump out." Jon started snickering as Dave zipped up his pants. "Dave put the gag back on, I don't want to hear his femmie voice."
As Dave was buckling on the ball gag. Jon found my laptop and started to click though my bookmarks. "What stupid slut, you have a email draft in your inbox with all the passwords for your different accounts. Why don't I just submit a letter of resignation to your boss. hmmmm how should I write this? How's this.... Dear Mr. Roberts, I am fucking sick of your cocky attitude and moronic ideas in the workplace. I have no intention of setting foot in your facility ever again."
"MMMMMMMmmmMMMMM MMM MMMMMMMM" I tried to scream out in protest. This is my life he is destroying. I needed that job, how could I pay for my apartment? How can a get a job without his reference? That's 3 years of my life down in the gutters. I was seething with hate.
He lifted his camera and took some pictures. "Thats a face people will want to fuck." He snapped some more pics as I thrashed around in my bonds and cursing into my gag. Not that it mattered, not even my own mother could recognize me now. I looked like street trash.
"Ok slut, now I want the pin number to your bank account." He took out my gag. I spit in his face. "You have a death wish cock-sucker?" He punched me in my stomach. I couldn't breath, and was gasping for air.
"Dave get out you kit again. This bitch needs to be taught a lesson." He grabbed my mohawk and had the ball gag in his other hand. I had enough, I tried to bite his hand, but he just grabbed my cheeks and forced my jaw open and then put the ball gag in again. Then he grabbed my nose ring and I stopped moving.
"I want the word BITCH tattooed across his ass-cheeks." My eyes grew wide but I couldn't move or my nose would be ripped.