Mark Flynn has a walnut oatmeal cookie stuffed into his mouth before he can even react to anything going on around him. It's like he didn't even feel the handcuff being slapped around his wrist, binding him to the railing along the wall. Wow.

"This is probably as awkward for me as it is for you, but business is business." • Mr. Proxy's voice was unsure of itself and he was visibly nervous.

"Now I'm supposed to......" his hesitation and lack of confidence isn't like him. This must be one odd job. "put this in your butt."

There is silence as Flynn and DOCA HVP just lock eyes, neither man laughing. "Now look, this isn't going to be fun for me so let's just do it the easy way."

The thing he's holding in his hand that is supposed to go in Flynn's rectum is a long string of rather large anal beads that are each in the shape of a different fruit. They're just small enough to go into a person's ass but large enough to hurt unless you're an experienced receiver.

Suddenly, Mr. Proxy gets the idea to pin Flynn before carrying out the rest of the hit, or maybe he's just killing time in hopes that something else happens so he doesn't have to finish carrying out this gay ass hit. He kicks Flynn in the nuts and releases the cuffs so he can roll him up with a small package pin............!