Heather Tortures Phil
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
tomspeeedy
"Phil, you are now called slave, you got that?"
Phil nodded.
"Good", Heather said sinisterly.
"You are in big trouble and I have been assigned to deliver it."
Phil gulped.
"Time for some restrainments." Heather giggled.
She took some rubber bands and tied his hands down to his sides and his feet were tied together.
Heather then took some lint from her panties and shoved it in Phil's mouth, he was gagged and tried to spit it out. Heather saw this and took a piece of tape and covered Phil's mouth, so he couldnt spit the lint out.
Phil was now bound and gagged, what more could she do to him, Phil thought.
Then Heather smiled and took a grain of dry rice. She held it before him, and Phil tried to scream.
"Mmphhh" he attempted.
"Haha" Heather was amused.
She forced Phil to bend over, and shoved the grain of rice into Phil's ass. Phil's face was bright red and gradually became used to the large object in his rectum. However, everytime he stood up straight, there was pain.
Phil's cock began to grow with all this pressure around him. He couldnt hold it. It was pointing up boldly.
"We cant allow that, can we slave?" Then Heather took a large roll of black tape and taped all around Phil, surpressing his throbbing penis and the only thing that wasnt covered was above his nose. His dark hair slightly draped over his eyes made Phil look like a black doll from a distance.
Only his eyes were the only white thing that could be spotted, but that was only if someone looked carefully.
Heather loooked at her bound ninja doll, and decided to color Phil on his black tape.
She used some bold markers and made a design, and Phil looked like a sex toy. "So cute" Heather retorted.
In order for the marker not to wear away, Heather put clear tape on the colored areas and appreciated her fine piece.
She squeezed Phil to see if he was still alive and Phil said "Mmpphh" not becuase of the squeeze, but becuase of the grain of rice being shoved inside him.
"Good, he is still moving" Heather thought. "Now lets give this gift to the most sexual active teacher here" she chuckled.
Heather walked down the hall and stopped at a door that was very familiar.
It was Ms. Prittey's room.
Phil nodded.
"Good", Heather said sinisterly.
"You are in big trouble and I have been assigned to deliver it."
Phil gulped.
"Time for some restrainments." Heather giggled.
She took some rubber bands and tied his hands down to his sides and his feet were tied together.
Heather then took some lint from her panties and shoved it in Phil's mouth, he was gagged and tried to spit it out. Heather saw this and took a piece of tape and covered Phil's mouth, so he couldnt spit the lint out.
Phil was now bound and gagged, what more could she do to him, Phil thought.
Then Heather smiled and took a grain of dry rice. She held it before him, and Phil tried to scream.
"Mmphhh" he attempted.
"Haha" Heather was amused.
She forced Phil to bend over, and shoved the grain of rice into Phil's ass. Phil's face was bright red and gradually became used to the large object in his rectum. However, everytime he stood up straight, there was pain.
Phil's cock began to grow with all this pressure around him. He couldnt hold it. It was pointing up boldly.
"We cant allow that, can we slave?" Then Heather took a large roll of black tape and taped all around Phil, surpressing his throbbing penis and the only thing that wasnt covered was above his nose. His dark hair slightly draped over his eyes made Phil look like a black doll from a distance.
Only his eyes were the only white thing that could be spotted, but that was only if someone looked carefully.
Heather loooked at her bound ninja doll, and decided to color Phil on his black tape.
She used some bold markers and made a design, and Phil looked like a sex toy. "So cute" Heather retorted.
In order for the marker not to wear away, Heather put clear tape on the colored areas and appreciated her fine piece.
She squeezed Phil to see if he was still alive and Phil said "Mmpphh" not becuase of the squeeze, but becuase of the grain of rice being shoved inside him.
"Good, he is still moving" Heather thought. "Now lets give this gift to the most sexual active teacher here" she chuckled.
Heather walked down the hall and stopped at a door that was very familiar.
It was Ms. Prittey's room.
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March 24, 2025
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