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Look at this perfect body, fag! This shows your place in the hierarchy. This King is at the top and you are way down, below any other men. You are not even a man. Worship this King! Bow your head and crawl over. Make sure you don’t make eye contact, you filthy whore! Begin to smell his bulge, his balls. Take his Mighty Arab Cock out and drain His balls. Do it you stupid cumslut!
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Stop talking! You have just one task fag! I am not your friend. I am your King. So show me the respect I deserve. On your knees, now!. Bow your head for such greatness! Smell my balls. Take that Arab masculinity smell deep in. I know you want that, you stupid whore. I need to unload in one of your holes. Take my Arab Cock deep in. And don’t forget me to thank me for my Superior Cum, you fucking slut!
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"I'm busy watching the game, shut the fuck up and massage my soccer socked feet, they only smell a little because I've only worn them today playing a match but you take what you can get faggot."
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I'm not a barefoot kind of faggot, I wouldn't have removed his socks (unless he told me to of course). But this Dom is so handsome. And my perception is, especially listening to his voice, that he's definitely straight. And the way he totally avoids that foot worshiping faggot, except for a few words here and there, treating like an object, is so perfect. He just keeps on gaming, enjoying the service and using the faggot in the humiliating way that it should be. I'm sure this straight guy got paid for this and he should have. I'd fucking service his feet in socks or bear. 100% confident cocky straight man who knows where a fag belongs.
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You graduated college, a year early, last weekend. You also were starting your new job as a systems engineer at an investment bank. The perks were great, the job even paid for your gym membership. You never went to the gym in college because of all the mean jocks using the campus gym, so walking in for the first time was pretty scary.
After figuring out how to check in, you headed straight for the weight room because you didn't know what you were supposed to do. That's when you saw them...
"Look what we have here, that new f*gg*t from IT!" you heard someone say.
You looked up and saw three huge Men, shirtless, sweaty, and powerful. You recognized them as younger investment bankers at the firm.
"Let's give her a nice warm welcome to the company AND the gym...which she clearly has never been to!" another Man said.
You were mortified that they referred to you as "she." Before you knew it, the three Men had you picked up and you were thrown probably 20 feet across the gym, colliding with a rack of plates. You felt things crack up on collision. You started to get up but then the kicks started. Ribs were cracked, one grabbed your arm and broke it across His thigh. You were in tears.
"Alright guys that's enough pain! This was the easiest one to break in a long time! Let's clean her up now."
All three Men scooped you up, bones flailing everywhere, about to pass out from the pain. Will you ever recover from the damage?
The Men brought you to the locker room and threw you into the showers, all three Men surrounded you, pulled out their beer can dicks, and began to piss all over you.
Then the water turned on and a towel was thrown over your head. There was nothing you could do, you were waterboarded for 4 hours, until the gym closed. You were fully unconscious, one of them Men scooped up what was left of you, took you out back, and threw you in the garbage.
The trash truck would come and collect you the following morning. You should have left the gym to Real Men.
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