A predicament…

Slowly Felicity found herself waking up. She couldn’t see anything, the room was pitch black, her arms felt like they were wrapped around her ankles and tied together. Her face was pressed down in a pool of some sort of stinking liquid. Felicity’s ass was stuck into the air and she was on her knees. Her asshole felt sore and when she tried to wiggle it she immediately knew there was something inside it. Her pussy also felt stuffed, the toy wasn’t as large as Fat Bastards cock was but it was vibrating away. Felicity began to move her head, feeling the lukewarm liquid under he cheek move as she tried to lift her head.

Fat Bastards voice came out through the darkness, “oh my little fuck puppet has decided to wake up eh? You fell asleep from the fierce pounden yeh were gettin so I figurd I’d make yeh more comfe HAH! And ye needed a bath again, nasty bitch ya are”. Felicity Brisled at being called a nasty bitch by such a disgusting creature of a man, “clean up yer mess whore!” Bellowed Fat Bastard as he slapped her exposed ass. The impact of the blow caused electricity to shoot through Felicity’s lower half making her cum instantly.