100% Match

by Patrick C. Harrison III

She gags and leans over me, removing her hand and vomiting directly into the funnel she’s stuffed into my mouth. It’s hot and sour and chunky, filling my mouth and gagging me. I try to spit it out but Sara has a firm hold on the funnel, making it impossible for me to expel anything. I have only one choice: I swallow the puke. It immediately regurgitates back into my mouth, but with nowhere for it to go, I force it back down. Three times I throw up into my mouth and have to swallow. Eventually, it stays. Sara removes the funnel and tells me that wasn’t so bad. Panting, I say it was pretty bad. She says we’re just beginning. It doesn’t get better from there. Sara smashes my balls with a hammer. She saws off my toes. She sticks needles in my eyeballs. Of course, she whips me and paddles me and flogs me and all that stuff too. All of this, apparently, is at the request of different people from different places. Her patrons, I suppose. Or students, she may call them. She pulls out my teeth with pliers and runs screws up my nose and cuts my penis off and shoves it up my butt and uses a giant dildo to shove it up further. Lots of people requested butt stuff.