I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.Discl...imerThis story involves quite a lot of horrible activities. They are done in a non-consensual, unhealthy, insane, destructing, disrespectful, politically- and socially- incorrect ways. If you do not like to read such things, I strongly advise you to stop here and now. This is a work of fiction. The characters and actions depicted in this story. Once Scott had attached the last nail he sat there quietly as he triedto calm down a little by silently venting the annoyance he felt at howhard the whole process had been."Good," said the voice of Beverly. "Now, you may resume normalactivities."Resuming normal activities such as they were, was no easy task for Scottas he found the nails hampered everything he tried to do, from makingmeals with the tainted food to changing the records he didn't even likebut still listened to for something to. I was going to wait inside our car but then the 25-year-old son approached me and starts to strike some conversation with me. At first, it was just some basic stuff.“Hi” He greeted me“Hey” I reply“What’s your name?” He asks. He was nervous. I can tell the way his shaky voice.“Pahoua” I smile.He extends his hand out for a handshake. I awkwardly shook his hand.“I’m Danny” “Nice to meet you” He added still shaking my hands for longer than necessary.“Yeah, nice to meet you too Danny”. I awkwardly. I look through the mirror and see you spreading my ass cheeks. You slap them hard, making them red. Each slap makes me shake and my cunt throb with the anticipation of the pain of your thick, hard cock entering my ass.You dig you fingers into my ass cheeks, pulling them apart to allow your tongue to lick and circle my asshole. I watch through the mirror as your hardened tongue probes inside. You slip a condom on, cover my ass in oil, and oil up your cock; then you rub your oiled finger across.