You can do it some more, please."When Marissa reached for my boner and started to play with it, I stopped her."I did not do it in your butt at all Mar...ssa. I used this special water bag in the shower to clean out what someone else squirted in there. I then used this special cream stuff made for when a boy does it to a girl's butthole. A girl I know said this worked great to close her butthole up so it did not leak stuff everywhere and make a big mess. I think it also helps to heal any stuff. She sighed. "What am I going to do with you, you piece of shit?" she asked. Jan yelped again at the tone of her voice. Was she going to get rid of him?He quickly crawled toward her, hand by hand and feet by feet. "That's better..." she said, but wasn't going to give him a pet on his head this time. Jan heard it but didn't say a thing. He just kept crawling, head bowed, his cock swinging here and there with every crawl.It went on like that for a bit."Stop." Jan immediately obeyed. He hated being. ‘What the fuck! Who are you? Where am I?’A cacophony of questions flew through Jun’s head. The grinning man continued to stare at him.Jun realised there were many grinning men surrounding him. Large men. Small men. Bald, long haired, old and young. All dressed in dapper suits. They all looked ... hungry. Hungry for what?Jun stared intently at their faces. Their smiles seemed oddly forced, straining for something.Another man emerged from the shadows. His silhouette emanated power. As he stepped. Since he was inside and seemed to be waiting for me to open up, I did so, "Jack, is it?" Yes, Ma'am."'Ma'am, huh? Walking on eggs, is he?' I wondered why, since worst case, he could just leave. Why had he come in, anyway? To business... "What's your CAP score, Jack?" Six point seven."Could it all be that simple? Nah... "Is that a fact? I don't suppose..."He grimaced; I'd called his bluff, and he was a liar, apparently ... I raised an eyebrow. Well, Beth needed to learn that some men were.