You were utterly shocked when Mr. Davies told you what your punishment was going to be. You are stuck in what seems to be his locked office staring up at his bare chest. His abs are completely ripped and there is a dark shadow looming above - the only trace left after shaving his hairy expansive chest. He flexes an arm to show you just how massive his guns are. It gives you a good view of his bushy armpit. The smell reaches all the way down to you and mingles with the strong smelling musk from his unnaturally large cock that you are stuck on. Although you find him sexy, you don't want anyone to find out that you are gay. "I...I...I'm sorry Mr. Davies. I'm not gay. Can't you have me do something else?"
He sternly looks down at your four inch body that he has put on top of the base of his cock and tells you, "Boy, this is detention. I don't care what you are. If you don't get me off in ten minutes, I'm going to either squash you under my bare foot or eat you like a snack!" You start pleading and begging. He picks you up and uses his gigantic fingers to pinch your underwear. You cry out, "What the..." just as he yanks up your tighty whiteys giving you the worst wedgie of your life. He pulls them up so far that he can rap it over your head. "Uggghhhh!" He just laughs at your misfortune.
"That's for talking back." Then he drops you back on top of his monster cock. Fear has taken hold of you and you nearly pass out. Mr. Davies grabs a timer and sets it on the table. He sits back in his chair and puts his feet up on the desk. Your view of his magnificent thighs takes your breath away. He's not wearing any shoes and his hairy feet look like buildings on the desk. From him reclining a bit, you fall back into his pubes and his fat meat falls on top of you. "I can't breath Mr. Davies." He chuckles and pulls you from under his meat. You sit and stare at the one-eyed monster in complete shock.
You are brought out of your shock when he reaches over, sets the timer and yells, "Ready, set, go! Better hurry up, I'm not even totally hard and you only have ten minutes!"
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