Ohr'Aizen's Point Of View
My situation had become unbearably burdensome, ever since my meeting with Zachariah. Consequently, I had inevitably spent the following days being accosted by Chazmen and Shaihffer, to an insufferable degree.
The height of my abuse, had come the day after the information about my suspicious promotion, was blasted on the news.
Every day since that incident, I had been paid a visit by one of the brothers. It wouldn't be an issue, if they were coming to see me out of concern, or for counseling.
The problem was....
"Ohr–Ohr... At this rate, we're going to be here all day... I'm beginning to think that you're doing this on purpose." Shaihffer groaned, as he forced his cock further down my throat.
"Ungh.... Hngh!"
"If you beg cute enough... I'll enter you, just as you wish." He said, grinding his foot against my crotch.
"Ugh... Please, Shaihffer... I don't want to do this today... I'm too tired..." I begged, breathlessly.
