12-19-2015, 09:13 PM
Benny seemed to get a thrill out of humiliating the young man. Scott could only groan, especially after falling. He tried to pick himself up, but he felt the weight of the shifter rest on him like he was some kind of animal. His rear getting hit back and forth certainly made it feel that way. He couldn't protest. Whatever Benny said, he was forced to comply with. That meant having to be led out for all these other creatures to see, the male being oblivious to shame for the moment. When he would finally come back to his senses, there would be hell to pay.