To Stay

“Sorry Stacy, I’m not gonna be your little bitch. I’m walking home if you’re not gonna get me clothes.” You say.

You turn around to leave and feel a strong buzz. Stacy struck you with a taser.

You wake up several hours later. You are tied to the Frying Thompson sign.

“She wasn’t fucking kidding,” you think to yourself. You struggle to get out of the rope but it’s too tight.

Suddenly, Mackenzie wake out of the building. She stares at you and stops walking.

“Baby penis? Why the hell are you still here?”

“Your bitch of a friend tied me up because I wanted to walk home!” You respond.

Mackenzie sighs. “Alright, dude. I got another delivery for the day and then I’m done. I guess I could drop you off.”

She begins to untie you.

“Thank you so much! You are a life saver.”

“Yeah, you OWE me. Don’t forget it.” She says to you.

“Could I make it up to you with a little lovemaking?” You say in a suave manner.

Mackenzie laughs. “Yeah I really doubt I’d enjoy that. I imagine it’d be like humping half a baby carrot.”

You are hurt. “You’re so mean, oh my god.”

“Come on, baby penis. Lets finish this delivery and then we’ll talk about how you can pay me back.” She walks to her car.

You stay in place. She looks back.

“Are you coming with me or do I have to upload your little dick pic I have to the Frying Thompson Facebook page?”

You slug over to the car.