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For years that fucking ice cream man, Mister Softee, has been ruining Mistress Trishs clips by parking on her corner and playing his stupid fucking jingle for hours on end. Thats about to change, warns Mistress Trish. Its time to get even with Mister Softee, to show him that this turf belongs to Mistress Trish, and to beat the snot out of him for oh so many reasons. Very cleverly Trish lures and captures her creeper prey with some of her well worn stinky panties. Now that she has him she painstakingly, and very painfully, reasons with him. First by kicking his ass. She powerfully punches, kicks, ball busts, and scissorholds the creeper into submission, giving him a taste of the brutality that he is about to suffer. She then takes her sharpest, meanest, blades to his uniform so that she can rip it to shreds and instill an appropriate amount of fear in him. When hes humiliated, afraid, and partially naked she decides that she wants to sample his flesh. Proving to him that her bite is indeed as bad as her bark Trish clamps her fangs into his flesh and leaves deep bite marks there as a warning that he needs to comply. The next, equally as painful, lesson that the ice cream creeper needs to learn is what a real whipping feels like. Dissatisfied with unhealthy artificial that Mister Softee has been using in his product Trish whips the ice cream creeper with her single tail. She cuts into his flesh with her whip as she lashes into him with her tongue. To continue educating the ice cream man on what real ice cream should taste like Trish decides that he is going to make some genuine ice cream...with a side of pained nuts. She mixes the finest, healthiest, ingredients into her ice cream making ball and then attaches it via a spiked parachute to Mister Softees nuts. In order for the ice cream to be made, and Trish to be less pissed off, the creeper has to shake the, heavy, ball attached to his balls for ten minutes. When he starts to slack under the pressure of performing as a real ice cream maker Trish helps him out by kicking the ice cream ball hard so that swings agonizingly against his nuts. She mercilessly punts his ball repeatedly whenever he complains and then gets her whip to as another way to reenforce that he has better keep swinging the ice cream ball or else. After what is probably the longest ten minutes of the ice cream creepers life the ice cream is made. Trish warns that he had better have done a good job making it or else. She unties the weighty ball from his well pained nuts, tastes a spoonful of the ice cream, and is immediately disappointed. True to his name the ice cream that Mister Softee has made is soft. Trish cant help but humiliate and make fun of the creeper for both his name and his inability to make good ice cream. She makes him stick his dick in the soggy ice cream and fuck it while she laughs at how pathetic he is. The ice cream creeper responds by throwing himself under the bus when, at first, he starts to grow hard from fucking the creamy mess and then he starts to shrink from the coldness, making himself the perfect target for Trishs amused disdain. Whens its clear that he the creeper is going to be unable to add his special cream to the mix Trish makes him taste it any way and makes him admit that even this soggy, well fucked, ice cream tastes better than his nasty product. Since the creepy ice cream man clearly has no idea how to fuck Trish decides to teach him that as well. She straps on a giant--over a foot long and two inches wide--cock so that she can fuck him in the ass. Knowing that he is going to squeal she shoves her dirty panties in his mouth before shoving her giant dick in his butt. As Trish fucks him good the unfortunate ice cream creeper appears to be beyond broken. She warns him that she had better not hear his stupid fucking jingle in her neighborhood ever again and that she had better she real improvement in his product or else she will teach him an even more severe lesson next time. To drive her point home with fucks him as aggressively as possible as she makes him promise that he will comply. Despite his shows, his pathetic promises, that he will comply Trish has no real reason to believe him. She takes matters into her own hands and, to ensure that he has no choice but to comply, she locks his abused cock and balls up in a metal chastity device. Warning him once again that he had better be good or else she wont ever unlock his cock. Sadly for Mister Softee there is one more golden lesson to be learned about what quality ingredients should be added to his ice cream. Trish is partial to a dose of golden nectar flavored beaten, broken, humiliated, fucked and compliant ice cream man.
Date: March 23, 2022
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