Althoughhewasorderedtomakeasound,hisvoicewasbarelyaudible,andhishandkerchiefwasstuffedup,andhecouldonlymakealowvoiceofpain.First,inhalehard.Whenaperson'sbigtoesticksout,ittouchesthefronthandlepart,andsomedevicesmovearoundhim,makingitdeeperthanbefore.
"Ispeaklouder!"
"Yes!"
Chanina'sredcandletearsshookviolentlyoutside,andhisabdomenhurtmorethanever,tryingtoturnhimselfovertothechairtoescapethepresentsituation.Butno,beingattackedwithoutpower,beingcursedtoventtonightdidnotcauseanypain,buthurthim.Hefeltevenmoremiserablewhenhesawhispenistremblingincessantlyinthemiddleofhisbody.
OnceagainhewasusedwiththisinvasivetoybyLane,firstwithhisconsent,butthistimewhenhewasforced,Laneshowedupinthemiddleofthenight,hismentiedhimupandeverythingbecamewhatitwasnow.Tomakemattersworse,hewasexcitedalloverandenjoyedthetortureuntiltherewasclearwaterattheendofhiscore.
Itshouldn'tbelikethis,itshouldn'tbelikethis,butwhy...!,
"Cry!"