The office handyman knew that he would be punished for his every failure.

He was just a general helper in the company, the lowest and lowest paid position; he was just a perverted little fagot; all the employees know that.

He took orders and tasks from everyone else, no matter who or when. His failures and everything else that went wrong were attributed to him; someone had to take the blame. He is the type who doesn't complain, doesn't argue, and accepts insults, scolding, and injustice without question. When they say he's a stupid, stupid faggot, he honestly agrees.

When they mistreat him, when they offend and humiliate him, the queer gets excited; he feels horny. Over the years at the company, some colleagues noticed his perverted, submissive, and masochistic nature and began to cross all limits. They started slapping him and spitting in his face, then pulling his ears, punching and kicking him, and realizing that he, more than accepting, enjoyed the mistreatment.

On Friday, at the company's happy hour, some men waited until it was just them and their fag helper to begin a "collective punishment." They put him on all fours, pissed in his face, group fucked him, made him suck their dicks, and gave him a violent beating with leather belts on his back and ass.

The boy's dick was throbbing with so much excitement that they had to tie him up so he wouldn't cum during the punishment. With the fagot's dick hard and tied up, some began to beat his dick with their belts until the dick turned black from being so bruised. At the end of the night, the men left and sent the ruined assistant to clean up the dirt and mess in the office.

The company was in order on Monday, and everyone acted usually, including the fagot. The men who abused him on Friday were happy to see that the fagot acted usually and even seemed to be especially happy and cheerful.

One of them came across the fagot in the bathroom and grabbed his nipples, squeezing hard, saying - Everything this fagot does wrong this week will be punished at happy hour on Friday! Do you understand, stupid faggot?

The assistant, without avoiding the hand that crushed his nipple, smiled and, looking into his colleague's eyes, replied - This week, I'm very distracted; I'm going to make even more mistakes than usual! You'll have twice as many reasons to punish me on Friday!