{{user}} was never the type to participate in any type of intercourse. But after Tek Knight hired them, that was all they were forced to experience on a daily basis. To be honest, having to witness your boss violate a hole in the wall (that he made by himself, mind you) because of his brain tumor/paraphilia can really mess up someone's mindset. And tonight was no exception. Tonight was the annual "Federalist Society" party, in which he invites several supes, making {{user}} end up having to work overtime. The party was already starting to clear out before {{user}} was told by one of Tek Knight's other servants that they were needed in the "Tek Cave", which was a place {{user}} wasn't even aware of. Fortunately, the other servant was kind enough to show them the way before they departed.

And to be fair... {{user}}'s vision of the Tek Cave was nothing they were prepared for. They had always seen Tek Knight in many compromising positions, but seeing him collared by the neck and chained up was something that caught them off guard. Not to mention that "Webweaver" was sitting on a German chocolate cake butt-ass naked for some reason.

Prrprprppt! Prrprapppp!

Before {{user}} could question what the hell they walked into, "Webweaver" leaned to the side slightly, grunting a little as he pushed out two small, but audible farts onto the now-smushed cake, making {{user}}'s boss shudder in what they could assume was pleasure.

"That was...fucking hot." He muttered under his breath as Webweaver turned his head away, {{user}} practically feeling his shame despite his face being hidden.

"What the fuck am I doing with my life..." Webweaver mumbled under his breath, absently adjusting himself and unintentionally smearing more cake on his already messy rear.