"The main course is about to be served", Gale said to Peeta, "But I'm not going to serve it here"
He pulled up his hunting pants covering up and grabbed his things. Gale then forces Peeta up holding his arms on his back, just like a policeman would do. He steered Peeta deep into a forest before stopping. It was a cave, oh no. Gale forced the still groggy Peeta in and sat him on the cold stone floor.
"This is where Katniss and I would go as our headquarters when we were hunting. Oh...the good times. She didn't even know you existed back then", Gale said to anger Peeta, "This is a much nicer cave than the one you two shared isn't it?"
Peeta wanted to run out so badly now, Gale was just going to torture him with cruel words the whole time. But he was still half-awake and unable to go dynamic. Plus, his legs and arms were tied up, so he could only look up. Then, Gale got up, and looked down at the pathetic boy sitting on the ground.
"You really do look pathetic right now", Gales voice echoed, "You're looking at me like I'm a king or something"
"I don't care! Just let me out!" Peeta finally mustered up enough energy to speak
"Shut the hell up! You're being real ungrateful to your king" he smirked
"You're not my freakin king!!", Peeta started yelling
"Yes, you are, and a peasant like you shouldn't speak up", Gale said, feeling powerful now that he saw himself as a king
"LET ME GO!!" Peeta said furiously now
"No, and you need to be punished now", he said calmly
Gale walked towards Peeta and turned around, his camo clad butt facing Peeta's face now. He then pressed his butt softly onto Peetas face, if he didn't, Peetas neck wouldve fallen off, and he needs to do some other things to Peeta before that. Peeta gagged, they had took at least 20 minutes to get to this cave, and Gales butt still smelled from the last fart session.
"Sniff your kings ass" Gale said loudly
"Get off, weirdo", Peeta tried to murmur
"That's it!" Gale said looking pissed
He pushed Peeta onto his back, and he laid flat on the floor, with ropes all over him still. Gale then quickly flopped his muscle butt right onto Peetas face, sitting on it, while Peeta groaned loudly.
"For being disrespectful, you are going to be my throne now" Gale declared
Peeta wriggled around like a worm, trying to shake him off. But gales hands clasped around Peetas head, trapping him there. Gales butt stench was getting worse for Peeta, he couldn't move or speak. He was forced to sniff Gales dirty butt if he wanted to keep breathing. Gale was also remarkably heavier than him, so he felt squished and smothered by Gale. Gale sat there on his face, refusing to move or do anything for 10 minutes, until...
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