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Cook The Cupcake (Cretin)

I'm woken with a piss shower In their filthy shack I can't remember how they got me Or why I'm tied down on my back Three cretins hold me hostage And make me play their games The leader has a tiny head And rapes me everyday His friend is missing all his teeth And covers me in drool The small one makes me eat his shit And dances as I do They like to hear me beg and plead They taunt me with their nonsense speech They leave sometimes—I don't know where The doorknob's just beyond my reach We play a game called "Cook the Cupcake" Where I hold food in my ass They kick me and it pops right out Junior eats it very fast Toothless scares me with a knife Then beats my ear and I pass out I softly dream of pleasant things But wake with cock inside my mouth Then one day they let me go I stumble out the door I run for miles but realize that They're really after more They chase me till I fall into A pit they've dug for me Then they play "Salty Rain" And ejaculate on me