Pope

The leader squeezes Pope’s throat, turning his head one way, then the other. “You really thought you’d win,” he observes. He stands, stepping back. “Get naked. You remember what I said the first time, about how I could make your boy cry if I put a vibrator in him? Mhmm. Well, he’s gonna have a good time relaxing with that until you get everybody else off. So better make it good, or we’ll be here all night and I’ll make your boy ride that thing the whole time.”