Before he even knew what happened, the came out and thrust into his neck again, making another tear in his neck, and it kept happening until a vein had been cut and green blood sprayed out like a fountain. Ennio reached down with one hand and started stroking the ogre’s dick, getting it as hard as he could, then gently guiding it towards his asshole as he stood on his toes. When the ogre came this time, he was surprised at the sight he saw in the cell. But how? He made it out with a smile on his face just before he was dragged back in furiously by the leg. It tasted like power. He was about to cry now as that seemed like the only option he had left. But how? But then the next time he would get pounded in the ass again and he’d realize the fucked up situation he was in. He was completely naked, bleeding in little ways, pinned to the wall and muffled, and he was propped on his toes.
