As Joey and I crawled up from the corner of the mat where Jabba the Butt had tossed us - I realized I still had the memory of Joey's tongue in my mouth. The thought of us, pleading, sealed at the mouth...well, let's just say more than just the TIP of my _c_o_c_k_ was peeking out of the top of the humiliating spandex singlet I was stuffed in.
"Sorry about that dude," Joey said shame-faced. His face was almost the same shade as the pink g-string his buttcheeks were slung in.
"No prob," I said hurriedly, willing my boner to go down.
"Hey HOTLIPS! Was he a good kisser, Buttface?" a drunken Brother Dean demanded from the audience.
"SIR, YES, MIGHTY BROTHER SIR!" I said, knowing if I denied it they'd make Jabba force us to do it again.
"FAGGOTS!" the Mighty BRothers yelled and boomed drunk laughter.
Meanwhile, a trapped Scotty, was helplessly squirming - his face stuffed in the enormous assgap of Jabba. Jabba laughed, clad only in a black jockstrap. Finally he got up and pulled Scotty up.
Scotty's face was red as a lobster and he breathed in enormous gusts of air. He took a swing at Jabba and Jabba merely put his hand on Scotty's forehead, preventing him from touching him at all. Scotty's buns flexed and wriggled in his blue tights, especially when Jabba grabbed the tops of them, and pulled the tights up over Scotty's entire torso, neck and head! Then used the drawstring at the top to knot them shut over him. Picture him, trapped in the spandex tights, arms pinned at his sides, face bulging against the unbreakable fabric. Completely blinded.
"Lemme outta here! C'mon, this isn't _f_u_c_k_ing funny!" Scotty wailed like a pre-schooler, totally humiliated.
To add to the humiliation, Jabba got a small ping-pong paddle out of one of his bags of tricks, and began peppering Scotty's blue butt with smacks.
"Hey, wha- OWW! Cut the shi- WHACK- Ooooohhhh, please!" Jabba was giggling and chasing the blinded Scotty around the ring, it looked like he was chasing a squirming spandex sack on two muscular legs. He kept smacking his buns sharply.
That is, until, Joey, a newly freed and naked Spike, and myself came up behind Jabba, grabbed the buttstraps of his jock and tried yanking them up his enormous ass! It was his turn for some humiliation!
Actually, no - it was still our turn. Jabba took me by the two slender but strong straps of my singlet and hoisted me up like a human puppet - tying them a low-hanging pipe in the ceiling. EVer had a wedgie? Multiply that by a 1000. It was like have a rope shoved roughly up my butt and stuck there. My buttcheeks flopping on eiher side of my spandex wedge. He also gave me ten whacks with the ping pong paddle, causing me to swing with my now thong singlet going even farther up my already tender asscrack. Ooofff.
Spike and Joey had it worse. He tripped up Spike, then forced Joey over his broad back at an opposite angle. Like a Spike and Joey sandwich. Spike big butt nude, and Joe's freckled butt in his thong. Just ripe for a spanking. And gave them the ass-whacking of their lives. Like two little guys who lost a wrestling match with Dad.
"Yeoow!" "Say you're sorry, Butts!" "Dude, we're sorry, WHACK, YEEOOOW! We're really sorry! PLease?"
Then, he stood them up, RIPPED off Joey's g-string making his _c_o_c_k_ flop and his balls bounce and wrapped them stomach to stomach in duct tape! He then lubed up and shoved into their helpless assholes two vibrating buttplugs! SO as they squirmed and tried to wiggle the plugs out they only succeeded in rubbing their now erect _c_o_c_k_s together.
"Oh, _s_h_i_t_, I'm gonna come!" Spike said, wriggling his fat ass, irritated by the vibrator.
"Me, too! I _f_u_c_k_ing hate this!" Joey said, face contorted in disgust and pleasure. He wriggled his tight ass lewdly trying to shake the plug out of his butt. But it was stuffed there, a rubber dork jammed between his buttcheeks. They looked pretty comical wrapped together like a perverted Christmas present in duct tape, naked.
And come they did.
"The LOSERS - THE BUTTS!"
Jabba bowed to the applause.
"Their punishment? BUNGEE BUTTPLUGS!"
What?!? I thought as I hung like a puppet....
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