Innocence Lost

Jerry shakes his head violently.

‘‘Mmmh.  Wish I could say that.  Unfortunately I had a father that used me like a piece of meat.  Do you want to be abused like that? Would you like to be fucked, Jerry?’’

Tears begin to form in the corners of Jerry’s eyes then gravity drags them down his face before dropping onto the floor.

Christopher walks back to the bed where the phallic shaped straighteners have beeped, indicating that they are now glowing red hot.  He smears the ends in lubricating Vaseline. Jerry twists his head around and screams silently again.

‘‘Now you take this.’’

He pushes the straighteners slowly into his victim.  Another long silent scream, then Jerry slumps forward.

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