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My mouth agape, I stare at the man in front of me. I realize what he’s about to do and try desperately to close my legs but it’s no use. Gohan still has his elbow hooked under my knee and is holding onto my thigh tightly with one hand while he holds the roll of tape to his mouth with the other. I’m squirming wildly now but I’m no match for him at all with this collar on. I’m suddenly very aware of the steel of the handcuffs around my wrists and their infuriating ability to keep me in place. A second later, I feel Gohan pressing the sticky side of the tape to my buttocks, keeping the vibrator firmly in place. Then he slaps me on the ass playfully before lowering my leg to the floor and sliding out from between my thighs.

Goten is whimpering alongside me as Mirai pulls back from him, too, and stands up next to his lover. Our brothers now stand over our pathetic, writhing forms and I’m beginning to think this could be bad. Very, very bad.

“Did I mention that I just replaced the batteries in those? So you two should be good for, oh, say four to six hours?” Mirai turns to Gohan and smiles widely. “Should we eat? Maybe have a swim?”

“Sure,” Gohan casually agrees and kisses Mirai on the forehead. Then he takes his hand as they start strolling towards the patio.

This is beyond miserable! That infernal buzzing in my ass is making all my senses tingle unbearably and I have no idea what to do with myself. I thought I could handle whatever depraved torture they could to throw at me, but not simply being left here. Just left here, painfully aroused and completely forgotten, without any hope for release!

This will drive me mad.