You crawl over to the refrigerator and using the handles to support yourself muster enough strength to get up and start getting the ingredients out...
That is it, you're almost done, just need to put the sprouts on top of the avocado and then put light mustard and mayo on that last piece of bread and right as you close the the two pieces of bread together - !
CLAMP
You feel your step-sister's hands come down like a vice on your unsuspecting gonads from the rear.
"OWWW!"
"Shut up bitch boy! It's not my fault you didn't finish my sandwich in time." Bridget utters mercilessly.
"It is done! Look!" you squeal out in panic.
"Nooo, I don't think so! You forgot to cut it!" she chuckles as she squeezes down even harder on only your left ball now, putting all her pressure in that one to emphasize how merciful she is being "But I think I will let it slide this time..." slowly the pressure is released from your aching testicle.
"Finally ahhh-"
CRACK
Her foot strikes the underside of your left nut and sends an explosion of pain through your whole body fills your vision with pure white pain.
"Making me cut my own sandwich... " you barely hear her grumble as she stomps off to her room leaving you barely clutching to the counter, teetering on the edge of completely collapsing until your vision goes dark.
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