This all seemed too good to be true.
And you know when that happens it usually means you are chained up in a dungeon.
Sam had cut off my fingers, one at a time, over an eight hour period.
'Your second kidney is next.'
I swear Max had put lead in him.
'I did,' said Max, who was also chained up, 'but it was my Glock pea shooter.'
Fuck, we were doubly screwed.
So the Hooters were just a dream.
'Wake up master,' I heard and then gentle slaps on the face with full breasts that smelt of jasmine.
How many times have you fooled us before in your narrative, said Max, who threw water over me.
What happened, I asked.
'You drunk too much punch,' he said and handed me a pill. "Take it, you should be hard in about ten minutes.'
It was decided that because Max and I were well-behaved guests, it was time to fuck the Hooters.
Is this our reward, I asked Max.
'Yes, it is,' said Sammy, who pulled out my liver.
I was well and truly fucked.
'Not until you have titty fucked my delicious tits,' said both Cindy and Daphene.
And to allay my fears, Max pulled up a live satellite feed of when he shot Sammy, 'see, he's well and truly dead.'
I put my delusions down to the punch.
'You'll be titty fucking us in no time,' said Cindy, who said she wanted cream for dessert.
Welcome, I said, welcome.
And you know when that happens it usually means you are chained up in a dungeon.
Sam had cut off my fingers, one at a time, over an eight hour period.
'Your second kidney is next.'
I swear Max had put lead in him.
'I did,' said Max, who was also chained up, 'but it was my Glock pea shooter.'
Fuck, we were doubly screwed.
So the Hooters were just a dream.
'Wake up master,' I heard and then gentle slaps on the face with full breasts that smelt of jasmine.
How many times have you fooled us before in your narrative, said Max, who threw water over me.
What happened, I asked.
'You drunk too much punch,' he said and handed me a pill. "Take it, you should be hard in about ten minutes.'
It was decided that because Max and I were well-behaved guests, it was time to fuck the Hooters.
Is this our reward, I asked Max.
'Yes, it is,' said Sammy, who pulled out my liver.
I was well and truly fucked.
'Not until you have titty fucked my delicious tits,' said both Cindy and Daphene.
And to allay my fears, Max pulled up a live satellite feed of when he shot Sammy, 'see, he's well and truly dead.'
I put my delusions down to the punch.
'You'll be titty fucking us in no time,' said Cindy, who said she wanted cream for dessert.
Welcome, I said, welcome.
