To Rule

Now was the perfect time to escape, but another thought passed into your sex addled mind. Without a word, you crawled to where your coercer had fallen...and planted your box squarely on his face.

This was ****.

Wet, sticky ****.

Your hand reached towards his balls once again, something that caused him to try to move, but you were quicker than him, and your hands grasped at his testicles, holding them tightly.

"I have had an extremely, extremely bad day, SIR. First I woke up completely a different person and stranger in my own home. Then I was **** to suck dick in taxi, only to leave to go to the sex shop, where a man **** his 9 inch cock up my ass and fucked me till I cried. Then I came here just to get a $2 drink, only to have you **** me. So you want to talk about who should be angry. Well you fat 'whore' you're going to eat my pussy, and if you even think about calling the cops, I'll rip your fucking balls off. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"