Bottle-serviced slaves quench thirst with Destroid.

The room pulsates with electronic beats as Destroid's "Technical Difficulties" blares from the speakers. The slaves, their bodies glistening with sweat and oil, grind their hips together, the bottle of Heineken forgotten on the floor. The Dom, his voice barely audible over the music, commands them to pick up the bottle and use it to fuck each other. The slaves comply, their eyes locked onto each other as they take turns sliding the bottle in and out of their hungry asses, their moans drowned out by the music and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. The Dom, his own needs ignored, watches, his cock straining against his leathers, as the slaves lose themselves in their shared ecstasy.

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