I'm unable to breathe. There is a man squatting, and he's filled my mouth up with his scrotum. He's sitting on my face. He's nestled the crack of his ass onto my nose. Doesn't he know that I could die?

I wonder what he's thinking. What is he looking at? I think I am naked. I don't know if I am a naked male, a naked female, or if I am in panties or something. All I know is that he had better get off me or I will die.
I don't seem able to use my hands. I can't speak. I can see the whole thing that's happening to me, from a distance. I can look down and see that I am pinioned by this naked male torso.

I think that if he would only turn around, he could keep his balls in my mouth if he wanted. His penis would be on my face and he would see me looking at him and know that I was his slave this way. But I could breathe. At least I could breathe!

My mouth is so full. My mouth is so dry. If this was reality, I would be drooling, I do believe. But instead, I am aching.

Now, I am being penetrated. My legs are up, up, practically alongside my ears. He has penetrated me hard. He doesn't care. He just wants to come. And now, it is my own balls that I find are in my mouth.

What he is doing to me is making me hot. I see my own penis rise, slowly, by degrees, pointing now at my face like a cannon. I can say nothing with my own balls in my mouth.

I am being stuffed in the mouth and anus, I am doing it to myself as much as this man is doing it to me!

He tells me he's come.

He stands up and backs away from me, sweaty and exhausted. I do feel something running out of me. I feel shame in that. But more so in having my legs up over my head and my own balls stuffed in my mouth, as if I wanted it that way. As if, in addition to letting this man do it to me, I wanted to have my mouth full, too.

I try to straighten myself up. I try and try. Finally, I manage to pull my legs down, and I am on my knees.

I want him to do it to me in the mouth, to do it to me hard. I look up, but he is gone. I wonder how I got into that position, which now seems utterly impossible. I sit on the floor, and rock my legs, but they won't go over my head at all.

I have forgotten all about the man's abuse. Now I can only think of how to get myself back so I can suck myself, or put my own balls in my mouth.