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Bettel is on his hands and knees waiting for someone to ride him. His naked ass is sticking up in the air in a roomful of clothed men. Their businessman's shoes are shined and he can see the distorted reflection on his face as he bends down to lick. The clown has put himself in this position because he enjoys the power he acquires through self-denigration. Once these men think he's no better than meat he has the advantage. They drain their sperm into Bettel's ass one by one. He enjoys the pain he steals from their pleasure in hurting him. After they're finished with the jester they spit on him, then they dress him and push him out the door. Riding home in the cab he is drenched in the smell of his asshole and sweat. Bettel enjoys the thought of the cab driver smelling it also. When he's safe in his apartment he squats over a frying pan and releases their sperm and his shit. Bettel lets it simmer over the fire, mixed with Brisk. As Bettel eats, he plays the scene over again in his mind, ingesting each man, one by one.
i took this short story from a book and inserted bettel into it to see how it'd make me feel
