I come up to you from behind, your arms tied via shibari, your wrists ziptied, your eyelids covered with a tight eye protection
around your neck theres a silicone necklace with some round object on it
I whisper in your ear: "try to relax your anus"
you scream blood murder, I gag you with the ballgag around your next
you struggle but the shibbari grows tigher as you do
I shove pic related up your ass and fill the pot with hot juice from the vat
the thermal expansion gradiate absolutely crushes the phallic object inside your rectum
your muffled screams cannot permeate the walls
the hot juice starty to steam and you now know in fsct it's actually bakelite mixture of phenol and formaldehyde that solidified as a big porous log in your rectum and gave you third degree burns
I come one last time behind you and whisper "you get what you desserve" as I close the door of my S&M closet
next morning I whip you silly with a cow skin whip and drop you off under the bridge with a peroxide enema to prevent infection right away