Villainy does not pay off

The bearded man grips the slim, dark-haired one’s wrists while the balding, muscular man pins his legs, exposing his ass as the striped-shirted men take turns striking him with open hands. The shaved-head enforcer bends him over the table, his hole already slick with anticipation, while the tattoed man looms behind, ready to can him hard. Humiliation drips from every threat, you’ll beg for it, as the group moves him between positions, each man taking turns to dominate.