“I needed a little iron in my diet – haha,” I taunted the little man after eating up his expensive vehicle. Quickly grabbing him in my enormous hand before he could get away, I pinched his petite wrists above his head in between my thumb and pointer finger. He was dangling with tears running down his face and that huge piss spot on his khaki shorts. Just for fun I shook him around a bit. Next, I held him up high, tilted my head back and dangled him over my cavernous mouth, “Now it is time for some meat. You won't be much more than a snack, but I love me some meat,” snaking my massive, pink tongue out of my mouth toward Thurston. He started shaking and begging me to spare him. He promised money and anything else I wanted.
Little did the fuck know, I don't need anything but to have fun and get my rocks off. I leaned over and grabbed my little “fun bag” from the side of the bed that I brought in. It is full of all sorts of toys and trinkets that I use to have a great time at the expense of my toys. I quickly stood up, knowing that the quick rise would be terrible for the little turd. Thurston’s face turned green and I warned him, "If you throw up little shit, I will enjoy ripping your limbs off one at a time and beating you with them - haha!" It was so entertaining watching him try to keep from getting sick while I tried to make it as bad as possible, lifting him high and then nearly dropping him. I finally walked to the bathroom and set him down on the cold porcelain counter.
He ran to the corner and collapsed into the fetal position. I took my time stripping out of my clothes knowing that my colossal hairy body would humiliate and frighten Thursten even more. When I was completely nude, it was time for the games to begin.
I took out some tape, ripped a piece off and then grabbed my toy’s little arms again. Wrapping the tape around his arms above his head, he looked even more defenseless then before. Next I took out tweezers and snapped them at him, having fun chasing him around the bathroom counter. Eventually I held him by his hands dangling again in front of me. With my free hand, I used the tweezers to pull Thurston’s expensive briefs up in the back into a light wedgie. Boy was he squirming. I pinched the material with my fingernails and then set him back standing, used the tweezers to pull up the underwear in front and pinched those with fingernails on my other hand. I firmly held his briefs in front and behind with my fingernails. His hands were stuck above his head, so he couldn’t even try to stop me.
“Atomic Wedgie Time!!!” I said excitedly. He started screaming as I lifted him off the ground. His underwear was stretching but was very strong. It started coming up close to his nipple line. “Not enough yet little homophobe?” I lifted up higher and then let go of the front. His cock was getting squashed as his underwear was being pulled up higher in the back. Eventually, it was up past his head and I slid it over the front. Setting him down, he was wriggling around desperately trying to get free. He couldn’t see because of the material tightly wrapped around his face.
“What do you want me to do with you next punk?” I decided I could offer him a few fun things…”Maybe you like being tickle tortured? Of course I still need to punish you – so maybe some real torture is in order.” He was babbling uncontrollably, so I made the decision for him.
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