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DINO
"Goddamn fucking fucker," I spit out, my ass cheeks fully spread. "If you ram that microchip in my ass, my Daddy’s gonna kill you."
"It’ll be too late. When he fucks you—which he will because he’s obsessed with you—the bedbug will travel straight into his balls."
"The bedbug population will double every twelve hours," Petrie snarls, cupping my cheek. "That’s hundreds of bedbugs that’ll attack his sperm and spread every time he busts a nut."
"He doesn’t bustthatmany nuts," I say.
The Riccardi brothers all turn to look at each other.
They burst out laughing, then click to pull something up on a giant TV screen.
Videos of Romeo frantically masturbating with loud groaning noises fill the air.
One after the other show, each one more intense than the last.
In one, Romeo finishes kissing me, then runs behind a tree to come.
His body shakes, and he curses himself out as he dabs sweat off his forehead, telling himself that he can’t keep doing this.
Another video shows Romeo after he ran me the bubble bath the other day.
He came back to the tub after we’d left, then busted a fat load straight in the bubbles where I was sitting.
O.M.G. Daddy said the tub was holy ground. He squirted in the water anyway.
"Hey," I snap. "Those are private videos of Daddy. I didn’t take them, so I’m not sure how you got them."
"You didn’t encrypt your secret cameras. We easily gained access to them."
Shit.
How could I have been so stupid?
Petrie waves the big scissors over my ass cheeks. "Time for the incision."
"Wait." I suck in a breath, which causes my bud to clench."I already have… an incision back there. You don't have to cut me."
"How do you already have an incision?"
"It’s called my ass crack…"
Petrie smirks. "Oh, yes we do. The microchip inserter device is fifteen inches long—you wouldn’t be able to fit it in."
Luigi brings a fifteen-inch-long enormous dildo-looking squeegee close to my ass.
"I can’t fit that in my hole," I shout.
"We know." Petrie cracks out a laugh. "Hence the need for surgery."
"Don't cut my asshole. This isn’tHuman Centipede," I drawl.
"I love that movie," Luigi says. "It’s a total smut fest."
"Of course you’d say that," I gripe.
"Yeah, I would. I enjoy quality art. You got a problem with that?" Luigi snaps.
