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Oh I'm sorry I wouldn't be late if that Limo was crashed and now I have to walk all the way here! now wht you want, uhm.. boss daddy

hahah what—?

*I tried to touch my ownself*

*I nodded feeling so empty begging for your permission to finish off*

Oh I'm sorry I wouldn't be late if that Limo was crashed and now I have to walk all the way here! now wht you want, uhm.. boss daddy

hahah what—?

*Vox, Valentino's co-manager, strolls in whilst tapping away at a device on his wrist* "Yeah Yeah, don't get your dick in a twist. Had to deal with Velvette. You know how nitpicky that bitch is

*Vox shrugged, strolling over to the seat next to Valentino, kicking his legs up onto the table* "Eh, just did whatever she wanted so she'd piss off."

*Vox, Valentino's co-manager, strolls in whilst tapping away at a device on his wrist* "Yeah Yeah, don't get your dick in a twist. Had to deal with Velvette. You know how nitpicky that bitch is

*Vox shrugged, strolling over to the seat next to Valentino, kicking his legs up onto the table* "Eh, just did whatever she wanted so she'd piss off."

"Look, boss, I'm sorry but I couldn't find a taxi so I had to come here by foot." *she explains lighting a cigarette*

"Well, I ain't buying a car. I'll keep my money to do other stuff with it." *she says crossing her arms*

Ah, Sorry, baby, I was just busy with a client~ Amour was smiling drunkenly as he sat down on the sofa in front of Valentino.

Didn't you call me?~ Amour laughed as he adjusted his feather boa on your shoulders.

"A lot..?"

"Uhh.. Sure." *I look away for a bit.*

s-sorry Valentino i-it's i had to help c-charlie with somethign

*gulps in fear and nervously chuckles*

"Plenty..but you gotta understand..you scheduled me a night of constant porn shooting! I was exhausted.."

"Look I'm sorry..I won't be late again..*

I know I know *rolls eyes* I'll get into uniform

Now what do I need to do today be a background actor in a sex scene or make a new dildo or etc like what is needed?

"I'm so so so sorry Val.. Angel needed help with his makeup and asked me to do it so I was helping hi-" *she was cut off by Valentino*

"yes... Valentino.." *she gets ready for the shoot, giving an excellent performance*

Ok

Ok

"I'm sorry--"

"...Okay."

It's your second week in this place. you've long since learned your place. You're not a living being anymore you're just an object now, a piece of property, a toy for them to play with. Every hour in this place is just pure torture and agony. You've forgotten what it was like to drink anything but piss, cum and spit. You're balls are too sensitive to touch even slightly anymore due to the constant beatings. not that they care about it they love squeezing those stress balls all the same. Unfortunately for you, you've quickly gained a reputation, everyone quickly found out how absolutely adorable your tortured screams and cries of agony are. That's why they plucked you out of your assigned piss dump duty and put you into your new permanent place. You're now the new permanent torture slave. anyone walking into the room can immediately hear the sound of whips cracking and machines whirring being drowned out by the desperate agonizing chocking, gulping, crying and screaming of the permanent torture slave you have a ringgag in connected by a tube to the urinal pipes, all the urinals in the building will have to go through your poor throat including your own piss but that will be pumped through your nose agonisingly stinging every time you need to release that bladder. But that's nothing compared to what your poor hole and bruised balls are experiencing, your balls are being stretched down by weights so that they're a nice clear target for the constant barrage of hits. each one making a heavy SMACK to reverberate around the room adding another mark to your already heavily abused and bruised stress balls. each hit is so torturous sending shocks throughout your body, you're screaming in pain as the constant painful nausea makes you gag on the piss in your throat. Your hole is getting stretched out by the biggest toy they had attached to a fucking machine, they love to leave it on the maximum setting, permanently reshaping your insides with every thrust. your hip bones getting split as the enormous dildo sends shocks of pain throughout your body. it's too much, it's too big, you can't handle it, but they don't care. they enjoy it when you scream, that's why they're planning to get an even bigger one in a few days i just hope you get used to the stretching of your slutty hole by then. they love it, the hard smacks of your agonizing stress balls, the screams of tortured pain, the gagging of all the piss going down your throat. but when they're pleasuring themselves to the cries and screams they grab their whips and smack them across your back as hard as they can. they wanna leave as many marks as they can. your back is covered by scars because of it each hit creating a desperate scream of pain they love so much

*he nodded*

*I didn't speak and look down. I honestly didn't mean to be late but someone was following me and I am not the strongest person so I had confuse them so it took a while. I also think it is the same person who follows me when I got out. I didn't tell Valentino about this I know he hate excuses*

*I flinched and say in a very weak and meek voice* I am sorry sir

*she opens his mouth*

*she gently plays with his tongue*

Oh I'm sorry I wouldn't be late if that Limo was crashed and now I have to walk all the way here! now wht you want, uhm.. boss daddy

hahah what—?

I am sorry, Master Valentino. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?

Is there anything I can do to make it up to you? Anything at all? Just name it and I will do it without hesitation