I watched with horrified eyes as Chuck held the creatures out before me. I listened to him describe what they did and suppressed a shudder. They looked horrid, and slimy, and as if they could inflict great damage. I let out a high-pitched gurgled moan that I cut off by swallowing hard.

He walked behind me and I felt the cold touch of the creatures. I really didn't feel anything painful, just a bit of suction, as if Chuck were cupping me, then nothing. This isn't so bad I thought, and began to relax. I felt a bit light-headed, but assumed it might be from the fright I had just experienced. Just as I was about to open my mouth and tell Chuck his creatures were a wash-out, I felt a horrible stinging pain, as if I were being stabbed on each ass cheek. The pain was sudden, and lasted a while. I squirmed and sweat, moaning and crying out. I wanted to climb away from it, but could go no where. I know Chuck stood behind me and watched my ass bob and weave. I wondered if he was enjoying the show. I hoped so, because otherwise, it certainly wasn't worth it.