“Ok faggot, your story checks out. My daughter says you are cool. I just don’t like waking up at 1 AM to find an arbitrary faggot in my living room watching drag queens on my TV while taking several hits from my bong. Come with me….
“…Shut up. We are going to my bedroom. When I fuck, I prefer to be in my own bedroom…. Drop it. Amanda told me she thinks you are a faggot. She also told me that her boyfriend’s plane has been delayed an hour and a half.
“So I have three things. I have a faggot in my home, I have the time, and I have a hard-on. Of course, I’m going to fuck you.
“Now this can go two ways. You can try to run, but we both know, I am faster and stronger, and you won’t make it out the front door before I have you on the floor, tearing off those fag clothes, and make you take my hog with virtually no lube. Or you can get on your knees, after stripping off your own clothes. Good.
“Yeah, you are going to do. I don’t care if you are a faggot or if you consider yourself as fag or straight or bi or gender fluid or whatever the fuck the current thing is. I don’t care if you have a boyfriend. Hell, I don’t even care if you are fucking my whore daughter. Right now you are a faggot waiting to be cunted.
“You ever had a man cunt you? That’s when man fucks you like he would a cunt he paid for. The boys in your fraternity don’t count; they don’t know how to fuck, let alone how to cunt a fag.
“Up on the bed. No. No. No. Face down, ass up. I don’t want to look at your mug. In fact bury it in this pillow. Extend your arms above your head. Like that and hold them in place…. And with that, the first handcuff is on…. What? You ain’t going anywhere. A proper cunting takes a lot of time, sweat, and grease. These handcuffs will ensure that your arms are stretched out away from your body. Not only are you not going anywhere, you ain’t even moving around.
“Take a look at my cock. It’s hungry. This is the cock that is going to make you change how you view your cunt. I know you are a real fag. No straight would offer no resistance to the threat of being savagely cunted by a beer can thick dick. You knew my size when I first came out of my room; you kept on checking out my boxers as I walked.
“These very boxers. Open your fucking mouth. That should keep you quiet while I do what needs to be done. Keep your ass up and bite that fucking pillow.
“Here it comes. Oh fuck you are tight. Scream faggot scream, just keep those boxers in your goddamned mouth. Faggot, we are in it for the long haul. I got a jar full of lube, a dick that can cum multiple times, and all night.
“Yeah, I have no idea if my daughter intended to leave you here with me while she picks up her boyfriend at the airport. But knowing how conniving she is, it wouldn’t surprise me. She didn’t even blink when I told her to stay out all night. She knew that I was going to fuck you in an all-nighter.
“Fuck yeah. Cry, cry, cry…. I love it when you moan. Get it out of your system, we got hours to go.”
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