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Hey guys! So this vote was fairly obvious of what the outcome you wanted to be It seems that Montgomery will be getting an earful (and maybe more) from Freddy. Hopefully he wont be too harsh on Monty, there has to be some understanding they can come to. The story will be posted within a week as this is the final part for this vote series. I will post a pole to see if you want more FNAF or to go to a different universe. Keep an eye out.

Again thank you for voting and participating in these weekly votes.

The story the vote came from this part:
FNAF SB: Montgomery's Tear-riffic Anniversary 3As Montgomery stood in the underground hallway clutching his groin and still attempting to unhook his thong from his head, he thought about his options. If he were to go to the Fazcade, surely Dj Music Man would easily capture him with both his speed and size, outpacing him ten to one. Monty shuttered at the thought of what Music Man would do to him and what sort of damage those huge hands could do. When he thought about going back through Rockstar Row, he knew if he couldn’t remove this atomic in time, he’d face an insufferable amount of humiliation thinking kids would pull further pranks on him, making him look more like a clown. Montgomery reluctantly sighed, Bonnie Bowl was his only clear option. Due to the stark disappearance of Bonnie and the steady decline in popularity with bowling, it was mostly abandoned besides security bots and automated staff. The only thing he believed he had to contend with, would be the memories of his time there before his rise to fame. “It doesn’t matter” Monty thought, “Bonnie is gone and he made sure of that years ago. It was perfectly safe.” Waddling on his way, he traversed the winding paths of the underground service tunnels until he came to the one that led to Bonnie Bowl. Seeing the heavy rusted metal door, it was clear no human staff had been through this area for quite possibly years. The rebranding of Bonnie Bowl has shut down part of the bowling alley which to Monty’s glee was perfect to travel through undetected. When he began making his way through heavily deconstructed areas, he heard the noise of footsteps behind him. When he turned around and looked around, trying to spot his would be pursuer but everything was still, the soft hum of joyous tunes muffed by the plywood walls filled the empty air; no one was there. Continuing forward, he turned a corner and saw the door of the service tunnels that lead to the other side of the building, he had finally made it and was on the straight and narrow to freedom. Approaching the door, he heard the noise of running behind him but seeing the door he began to make a break for it but his heavy frame made him too slow as the noise came from all around him. There were snapping boards, buckets being knocked over, tools going flying when he placed his hand on the handle of the door and threw it open, he lunged through, and believed he had escaped what was behind him. He laughed with triumphant victory until he saw the silhouette of a wrench blindside him and smack him right on the side of the head knocking him to the ground dazed. In his last moments of consciousness, he peered up as he saw a figure, wearing faded purple stockings and a red jumper, bluish-purple fur and long ears. He knew who it was but his mind fell blank as the figure swung the wrench a second time forcing him to be consumed by darkness. Groaning, Monty came to, sitting in a chair as his vision was blurred and spun like he was on a merry-go-round. When looked around, he was in a pitch black room, there was a faint light coming from under a door, enough to allow him to see his immediate surroundings. He was in a sort of storage closet or something. When he looked down, he saw his pale green thighs, and realized he had been stripped naked much to his embarrassment. Closing his legs tightly he blushed wildly. “Gah! What the hell?! Where’s my clothes?! Where the hell am I?!” Monty snarled trying to cover his exposed self when suddenly an iridescent white light shone on his face, instantly blinding him of everything around him. Wailing at the sudden flash, he discovered that he was restrained, his arms bound behind his back. As he looked around frantically, the room was filled with lights in every corner, all aimed at him. Appearing from right behind one, an individual stepped in front of it, a figure whose form slowly came into view. It stood in the shape of a very familiar rabbit. Monty couldn’t believe his eyes, it couldn’t be. “B…Bonnie? I-Is that you?” Montgomery’s voice quivered in fear as his disbelief became a reality as the lights were dimmed to show a very alive Glamrock Bonnie wearing an old ruined unitard glaring at monty. “Hello, old friend. Been a while since I’ve seen you.” Bonnie's voice was coated in static as he looked down and hit his chest temporarily fixing his voice box. “That’s better. Now where was I? Oh ya, hello Montgomery Gator.” Montgomery struggled roughly as he stared at Bonnie wide-eyed. “Wait! Wait! Bonnie before you jump to any conclusion, I didn’t mean to do it. You gotta believe me.” Montgomery shook in the dusty old chair, even utilizing his impressive strength. He realized he was so tightly bound that he knew Bonnie came prepared this time. “Oh, you’re gonna pull that card. My dear Montgomery, we both know you didn’t mean to do it, but you had all the intention in the world to obtain what you believed was yours. Fame, glory, and spot next to our superstar Freddy Fazebear. You could have stopped at any time. But I suppose orders are orders. Right?” Montgomery growled. “I didn’t mean to hurt you Bonnie. I cared about you as much as Freddy did. He just wasn't ready to know… Things. Those things were changing fast and I had to do what I had to do.” Bonnie snickered as he slyly sauntered up to his captive, placing his foot on his knee almost forcing his knees to part. “I’m up for playing games. So tell me, big mean and green; who should I blame? The director, Vanessa. The ignorant pawn, Freddy. Or should I blame the one who pulled the trigger.” Jamming his finger into Monty’s muscular chest, Bonnie leaned close snarling. “You.” Bonnie kicked the chair back some distance. “You attacked me, thought you could get rid of me, but guess what. I’m still standing, baby! Takes a lot more than some pathetic lizard to take me out.” Reaching out, Bonnie grabbed Monty by his red mohawk, yanking him close to his face. “So listen up, you scaly bastard. I'm gonna set you free, but not before I make you taste every ounce of humiliation and pain that you forced upon me on that horrid day. Don’t tell me you don’t remember.” Montgomery Gator's gaze shifted, his eyes filled with dread as haunting memories flooded his mind. Each twisted deed he had committed against Bonnie replayed before him, vivid and cruel. The horrors of that fateful day came rushing back, clawing at his conscience with relentless force. Several years prior, when Montgomery had finished a meeting with Vanessa, the security guard, he was told that there was a position opening for Glamrock Bonnie’s position, but he had to “convince” him to step down, otherwise, he had to get rid of him. Entering the Bonnie bowling alley, he made his way to Glamrock Bonnie’s green room where he knocked, to which Bonnie answered cheerfully yet cautiously. “Monty… What a surprise. I was expecting Freddy in an hour or two. What can I do for you?” Bonnie put on a strong face smiling up at the bigger member. Looking down at Bonnie sorrowfully, he grabbed the door and forced his way in closing and locking the door. “We need to talk and no, it can’t wait.” Over the span of an hour, Bonnie and Montgomery were screaming at each other, their voices thankfully muffled by the heavy steel doors. “You can’t be serious! I’m not stepping down no matter what you say! I don’t care who told you that! I’m not listening to some stupid security guard! If anyone’s going to tell me to step down, it’s gonna be Freddy, not you, you big dumb bully.” Bonnie stared at Monty puffing up his chest trying to intimidate him. “Bonnie. I’m not gonna give you another chance. Retire or I’ll make you retire.” Monty growled as he clenched his fist. “Don’t make me hurt you.” “Oh Monty. Is that a threat? You could get in some serious trouble for that. Now get out of my way, you overgrown Godzilla wannabe.” Trying to shove past the door, Monty suddenly wrapped his large hand around Bonnie’s arm, gripping it firmly. “H-hey! Let go of me you bastard!” Bonnie tried to pull his arm free but couldn’t escape the gator’s iron grip. “Let! Me! Go!” Bonnie, in his struggle to get free, delivered a powerful kick to Montgomery’s gut knocking the wind out of him and making him release his arm. Running for the door, Bonnie turned the knob to open it when Monty snarled and blitzed Bonnie from behind, smashing him into the metal door with a concussive bang. Wrapping his hand around Bonnie’s arm, he twisted it behind his back forcing a scream out of the bunny’s mouth. “I warned you. Now I’m gonna make you listen to me cotton tail!” Keeping Bonnie pinned, he knew he wouldn’t listen to reason, so a taste of humiliation would more likely sway him to obedience. Reaching down, Monty grabbed the backside of Bonnie’s unitard, ripping a hole out of it, giving him easy access to his backside. There he saw a pair of bright blue Glamrock Freddy Party Time boyshorts. Snickering, Monty wrapped his claw around the black waistband of it as Bonnie’s eyes went wide in fear as he felt the cold grasp of his assaulter’s hand on his backside. With a vicious yank, Bonnie felt his boyshorts rocket up his plump cheeks causing him to wail out in pain and humiliation as Monty didn’t give up knowing he had to convince him in some way. Over and over again, Montgomery yanked on Bonnie's undies making his fluffy blue cheeks jiggle incessantly. Bonnie cried out for mercy but Montgomery was so consumed in his fury that with his strength, he forcefully ripped them off causing his victim to collapse. “How bout now you nerdy little bunny rabb-” Being cut off Bonnie rolled onto his back and gave Monty a double heel kick right to the groin making Monty fall to his knees gasping for air. Bonnie, with tears streaking his makeup, attempted to punch and battle Monty but to little effect as the gator got his second wind and was no longer playing nice. With a heavy punch, Montgomery sent Bonnie reeling to the floor as with a final blow, he dragged his claws against his chest throwing Bonnie quite a distance. Returning to reality, Montgomery was huffing and crying being reminded of every little detail up until he thought he killed him, yet standing before him, the very person he thought he slayed, lives. “You only have yourself to blame for this gator.” Bonnie whispered as he backed away and dug through an old box wiggling his large rump and fluffy tail. Montgomery continued to struggle not wishing to face his wrath or be killed. His breath quickened as Bonnie turned to look at his hostage as with a devilish smile returned before him. “Know this Montgomery, I’m not going to kill you. I have enough sense to know that there’s no good in doing that. Instead, I’ll savor the moment and make sure you know the humiliation I endured. With these.” Presenting to him, Bonnie showed off a pair of hot pink Glamrock Bonnie Birthday bash panties that looked to be a perfect fit for Monty’s fat ass. Glaring and growling, Monty knew that there was no getting out of it, and surrendered watching the soft glitter covered fabric slight up his legs and wrap around his waist and manhood. “Oh don’t you look beautiful Montgomery. Just like I did that day for Freddy…” his voice grew cold and distant as he glared. “Shame I can’t see my lil teddy bear again. He’s achieved so much in spite of your harassment. So let's just say that this is revenge coming from the both of us.” Detaching his arms from the chair, Bonnie shoved Montgomery onto his face laying on the cold dirty concrete. His ass sticking pleasantly in the air as a swift and demeaning slap was placed on his round green rump making him yelp. “You fucking bastard! When I get out I’m gonna rip your head off!” Monty’s blood boiled as he seethed with rage being forced into such a humiliating position. “I’ll make sure to kill you this time you bunny bitch!” As he spat out words of cruelty another smack was delivered and another and another making Monty growl in desperation to free his hands but until then, he had to endure the humiliating punishment. “Heh. If I knew your ass was gonna be this fat, I’d have bought some of my old toys, but it’s a shame we don't have much time left. You see, I’m running on borrowed time. Some golden version of me gave me a few hours to be at full functionality, and I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm, so if you have any last words. Get them out now big boy.” Monty silently stared at Bonnie refusing to give him the satisfaction. “Heh, stoic as always.” Reaching down and wrapping his hand around the pink waistband, Bonnie cruelly yanked up on the panties splitting Monty’s fat green ass making his groan and grit his teeth. Every yank made his grunts and groans pitch higher as the fabric stretched deeper into his cheeks making them jiggle and wobble as a flurry of spanks and smack were accompanying the humiliating wedgie. Over and over again Montgomery resisted the urge to cry out in agony as his cheeks were turning from the swampy green he’s known for to a vibrant red tinge in the shape of Bonnie’s hand. Stretching fabric, cracking smacks and pathetic whimpers all emanate from Monty all trying to break him all failing. Bonnie grew frustrated at his attempts not succeeding so he thought of another plan. Letting go of the panties, he walked outside and slammed the door behind him. With a moment of reprieve, Monty rolled to his side and attempted to pink the fabric from his quivering ass, huffing in pain as he’d never been spanked before. The experience was an astonishing display of brutality. Getting to his feet he flexed trying to break the bindings, he felt the chains bend and warp as he was mere moments from freeing himself when Bonnie walked back in. “Listen lizard brain, as much as I love punishing you and getting revenge, I don’t have time for your tomfoolery. So I'm inviting a few friends to hurry along the process.” With a snap several security bots rolled in and with their start obedience, a word did not need to be uttered as they grabbed Monty and dragged him to a nearby table. “I hope this will be a lesson to you hun. Hopefully I’ll see you again, oh and just a warning. Stay the fuck out of my zone you scaley loser.” Slamming the door shut, the security bot's eyes glowed a menacing red as they were allowed to do as they wished. With tens of hands reaching for Monty, each conducting their own visceral humiliation, he screamed and cried out in fear as some grabbed the waistband of his panties, others violently beat the shit out of his reddened cheeks, and some even teased him in areas he didn’t know could be teased. For an hour, Monty felt the panties go so deep up his ass, his ass became so sore they were a dark red color and his member drooling a waterfall of his pleasure. He endured an afternoon wrought with utter shame and misery. The severity bots were relentless and tirelessly delivered atomic wedgies, nipple twists, vicious spanks, bondage, and even forced him to orgasm several times over. When it was all done and said, the security bots released him having run out of battery. The strong, defiant gator who before, slayed one of his own, was curled up in a ball on the floor, panties stretched to unreasonable lengths, his rump two orbs of dark cherries and his body wracked with pain and humiliation. Eventually, Montgomery made his way back to Rockstar Row undetected and inside his room dragging behind him a cape of disgrace. All he wanted to do was sleep off the pain and forget the entire ordeal. As he began to rest his eyes, the door suddenly opened, and his temporary relaxation was shattered when he saw who was there. To be continued in Part 4...

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Hey guys! So this vote was fairly obvious of what the outcome you wanted to be It seems that Montgomery will be getting an earful (and maybe more) from Freddy. Hopefully he wont be too harsh on Monty, there has to be some understanding they can come to. The story will be posted within a week as this is the final part for this vote series. I will post a pole to see if you want more FNAF or to go to a different universe. Keep an eye out.

Again thank you for voting and participating in these weekly votes.

The story the vote came from this part:
FNAF SB: Montgomery's Tear-riffic Anniversary 3As Montgomery stood in the underground hallway clutching his groin and still attempting to unhook his thong from his head, he thought about his options. If he were to go to the Fazcade, surely Dj Music Man would easily capture him with both his speed and size, outpacing him ten to one. Monty shuttered at the thought of what Music Man would do to him and what sort of damage those huge hands could do. When he thought about going back through Rockstar Row, he knew if he couldn’t remove this atomic in time, he’d face an insufferable amount of humiliation thinking kids would pull further pranks on him, making him look more like a clown. Montgomery reluctantly sighed, Bonnie Bowl was his only clear option. Due to the stark disappearance of Bonnie and the steady decline in popularity with bowling, it was mostly abandoned besides security bots and automated staff. The only thing he believed he had to contend with, would be the memories of his time there before his rise to fame. “It doesn’t matter” Monty thought, “Bonnie is gone and he made sure of that years ago. It was perfectly safe.” Waddling on his way, he traversed the winding paths of the underground service tunnels until he came to the one that led to Bonnie Bowl. Seeing the heavy rusted metal door, it was clear no human staff had been through this area for quite possibly years. The rebranding of Bonnie Bowl has shut down part of the bowling alley which to Monty’s glee was perfect to travel through undetected. When he began making his way through heavily deconstructed areas, he heard the noise of footsteps behind him. When he turned around and looked around, trying to spot his would be pursuer but everything was still, the soft hum of joyous tunes muffed by the plywood walls filled the empty air; no one was there. Continuing forward, he turned a corner and saw the door of the service tunnels that lead to the other side of the building, he had finally made it and was on the straight and narrow to freedom. Approaching the door, he heard the noise of running behind him but seeing the door he began to make a break for it but his heavy frame made him too slow as the noise came from all around him. There were snapping boards, buckets being knocked over, tools going flying when he placed his hand on the handle of the door and threw it open, he lunged through, and believed he had escaped what was behind him. He laughed with triumphant victory until he saw the silhouette of a wrench blindside him and smack him right on the side of the head knocking him to the ground dazed. In his last moments of consciousness, he peered up as he saw a figure, wearing faded purple stockings and a red jumper, bluish-purple fur and long ears. He knew who it was but his mind fell blank as the figure swung the wrench a second time forcing him to be consumed by darkness. Groaning, Monty came to, sitting in a chair as his vision was blurred and spun like he was on a merry-go-round. When looked around, he was in a pitch black room, there was a faint light coming from under a door, enough to allow him to see his immediate surroundings. He was in a sort of storage closet or something. When he looked down, he saw his pale green thighs, and realized he had been stripped naked much to his embarrassment. Closing his legs tightly he blushed wildly. “Gah! What the hell?! Where’s my clothes?! Where the hell am I?!” Monty snarled trying to cover his exposed self when suddenly an iridescent white light shone on his face, instantly blinding him of everything around him. Wailing at the sudden flash, he discovered that he was restrained, his arms bound behind his back. As he looked around frantically, the room was filled with lights in every corner, all aimed at him. Appearing from right behind one, an individual stepped in front of it, a figure whose form slowly came into view. It stood in the shape of a very familiar rabbit. Monty couldn’t believe his eyes, it couldn’t be. “B…Bonnie? I-Is that you?” Montgomery’s voice quivered in fear as his disbelief became a reality as the lights were dimmed to show a very alive Glamrock Bonnie wearing an old ruined unitard glaring at monty. “Hello, old friend. Been a while since I’ve seen you.” Bonnie's voice was coated in static as he looked down and hit his chest temporarily fixing his voice box. “That’s better. Now where was I? Oh ya, hello Montgomery Gator.” Montgomery struggled roughly as he stared at Bonnie wide-eyed. “Wait! Wait! Bonnie before you jump to any conclusion, I didn’t mean to do it. You gotta believe me.” Montgomery shook in the dusty old chair, even utilizing his impressive strength. He realized he was so tightly bound that he knew Bonnie came prepared this time. “Oh, you’re gonna pull that card. My dear Montgomery, we both know you didn’t mean to do it, but you had all the intention in the world to obtain what you believed was yours. Fame, glory, and spot next to our superstar Freddy Fazebear. You could have stopped at any time. But I suppose orders are orders. Right?” Montgomery growled. “I didn’t mean to hurt you Bonnie. I cared about you as much as Freddy did. He just wasn't ready to know… Things. Those things were changing fast and I had to do what I had to do.” Bonnie snickered as he slyly sauntered up to his captive, placing his foot on his knee almost forcing his knees to part. “I’m up for playing games. So tell me, big mean and green; who should I blame? The director, Vanessa. The ignorant pawn, Freddy. Or should I blame the one who pulled the trigger.” Jamming his finger into Monty’s muscular chest, Bonnie leaned close snarling. “You.” Bonnie kicked the chair back some distance. “You attacked me, thought you could get rid of me, but guess what. I’m still standing, baby! Takes a lot more than some pathetic lizard to take me out.” Reaching out, Bonnie grabbed Monty by his red mohawk, yanking him close to his face. “So listen up, you scaly bastard. I'm gonna set you free, but not before I make you taste every ounce of humiliation and pain that you forced upon me on that horrid day. Don’t tell me you don’t remember.” Montgomery Gator's gaze shifted, his eyes filled with dread as haunting memories flooded his mind. Each twisted deed he had committed against Bonnie replayed before him, vivid and cruel. The horrors of that fateful day came rushing back, clawing at his conscience with relentless force. Several years prior, when Montgomery had finished a meeting with Vanessa, the security guard, he was told that there was a position opening for Glamrock Bonnie’s position, but he had to “convince” him to step down, otherwise, he had to get rid of him. Entering the Bonnie bowling alley, he made his way to Glamrock Bonnie’s green room where he knocked, to which Bonnie answered cheerfully yet cautiously. “Monty… What a surprise. I was expecting Freddy in an hour or two. What can I do for you?” Bonnie put on a strong face smiling up at the bigger member. Looking down at Bonnie sorrowfully, he grabbed the door and forced his way in closing and locking the door. “We need to talk and no, it can’t wait.” Over the span of an hour, Bonnie and Montgomery were screaming at each other, their voices thankfully muffled by the heavy steel doors. “You can’t be serious! I’m not stepping down no matter what you say! I don’t care who told you that! I’m not listening to some stupid security guard! If anyone’s going to tell me to step down, it’s gonna be Freddy, not you, you big dumb bully.” Bonnie stared at Monty puffing up his chest trying to intimidate him. “Bonnie. I’m not gonna give you another chance. Retire or I’ll make you retire.” Monty growled as he clenched his fist. “Don’t make me hurt you.” “Oh Monty. Is that a threat? You could get in some serious trouble for that. Now get out of my way, you overgrown Godzilla wannabe.” Trying to shove past the door, Monty suddenly wrapped his large hand around Bonnie’s arm, gripping it firmly. “H-hey! Let go of me you bastard!” Bonnie tried to pull his arm free but couldn’t escape the gator’s iron grip. “Let! Me! Go!” Bonnie, in his struggle to get free, delivered a powerful kick to Montgomery’s gut knocking the wind out of him and making him release his arm. Running for the door, Bonnie turned the knob to open it when Monty snarled and blitzed Bonnie from behind, smashing him into the metal door with a concussive bang. Wrapping his hand around Bonnie’s arm, he twisted it behind his back forcing a scream out of the bunny’s mouth. “I warned you. Now I’m gonna make you listen to me cotton tail!” Keeping Bonnie pinned, he knew he wouldn’t listen to reason, so a taste of humiliation would more likely sway him to obedience. Reaching down, Monty grabbed the backside of Bonnie’s unitard, ripping a hole out of it, giving him easy access to his backside. There he saw a pair of bright blue Glamrock Freddy Party Time boyshorts. Snickering, Monty wrapped his claw around the black waistband of it as Bonnie’s eyes went wide in fear as he felt the cold grasp of his assaulter’s hand on his backside. With a vicious yank, Bonnie felt his boyshorts rocket up his plump cheeks causing him to wail out in pain and humiliation as Monty didn’t give up knowing he had to convince him in some way. Over and over again, Montgomery yanked on Bonnie's undies making his fluffy blue cheeks jiggle incessantly. Bonnie cried out for mercy but Montgomery was so consumed in his fury that with his strength, he forcefully ripped them off causing his victim to collapse. “How bout now you nerdy little bunny rabb-” Being cut off Bonnie rolled onto his back and gave Monty a double heel kick right to the groin making Monty fall to his knees gasping for air. Bonnie, with tears streaking his makeup, attempted to punch and battle Monty but to little effect as the gator got his second wind and was no longer playing nice. With a heavy punch, Montgomery sent Bonnie reeling to the floor as with a final blow, he dragged his claws against his chest throwing Bonnie quite a distance. Returning to reality, Montgomery was huffing and crying being reminded of every little detail up until he thought he killed him, yet standing before him, the very person he thought he slayed, lives. “You only have yourself to blame for this gator.” Bonnie whispered as he backed away and dug through an old box wiggling his large rump and fluffy tail. Montgomery continued to struggle not wishing to face his wrath or be killed. His breath quickened as Bonnie turned to look at his hostage as with a devilish smile returned before him. “Know this Montgomery, I’m not going to kill you. I have enough sense to know that there’s no good in doing that. Instead, I’ll savor the moment and make sure you know the humiliation I endured. With these.” Presenting to him, Bonnie showed off a pair of hot pink Glamrock Bonnie Birthday bash panties that looked to be a perfect fit for Monty’s fat ass. Glaring and growling, Monty knew that there was no getting out of it, and surrendered watching the soft glitter covered fabric slight up his legs and wrap around his waist and manhood. “Oh don’t you look beautiful Montgomery. Just like I did that day for Freddy…” his voice grew cold and distant as he glared. “Shame I can’t see my lil teddy bear again. He’s achieved so much in spite of your harassment. So let's just say that this is revenge coming from the both of us.” Detaching his arms from the chair, Bonnie shoved Montgomery onto his face laying on the cold dirty concrete. His ass sticking pleasantly in the air as a swift and demeaning slap was placed on his round green rump making him yelp. “You fucking bastard! When I get out I’m gonna rip your head off!” Monty’s blood boiled as he seethed with rage being forced into such a humiliating position. “I’ll make sure to kill you this time you bunny bitch!” As he spat out words of cruelty another smack was delivered and another and another making Monty growl in desperation to free his hands but until then, he had to endure the humiliating punishment. “Heh. If I knew your ass was gonna be this fat, I’d have bought some of my old toys, but it’s a shame we don't have much time left. You see, I’m running on borrowed time. Some golden version of me gave me a few hours to be at full functionality, and I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm, so if you have any last words. Get them out now big boy.” Monty silently stared at Bonnie refusing to give him the satisfaction. “Heh, stoic as always.” Reaching down and wrapping his hand around the pink waistband, Bonnie cruelly yanked up on the panties splitting Monty’s fat green ass making his groan and grit his teeth. Every yank made his grunts and groans pitch higher as the fabric stretched deeper into his cheeks making them jiggle and wobble as a flurry of spanks and smack were accompanying the humiliating wedgie. Over and over again Montgomery resisted the urge to cry out in agony as his cheeks were turning from the swampy green he’s known for to a vibrant red tinge in the shape of Bonnie’s hand. Stretching fabric, cracking smacks and pathetic whimpers all emanate from Monty all trying to break him all failing. Bonnie grew frustrated at his attempts not succeeding so he thought of another plan. Letting go of the panties, he walked outside and slammed the door behind him. With a moment of reprieve, Monty rolled to his side and attempted to pink the fabric from his quivering ass, huffing in pain as he’d never been spanked before. The experience was an astonishing display of brutality. Getting to his feet he flexed trying to break the bindings, he felt the chains bend and warp as he was mere moments from freeing himself when Bonnie walked back in. “Listen lizard brain, as much as I love punishing you and getting revenge, I don’t have time for your tomfoolery. So I'm inviting a few friends to hurry along the process.” With a snap several security bots rolled in and with their start obedience, a word did not need to be uttered as they grabbed Monty and dragged him to a nearby table. “I hope this will be a lesson to you hun. Hopefully I’ll see you again, oh and just a warning. Stay the fuck out of my zone you scaley loser.” Slamming the door shut, the security bot's eyes glowed a menacing red as they were allowed to do as they wished. With tens of hands reaching for Monty, each conducting their own visceral humiliation, he screamed and cried out in fear as some grabbed the waistband of his panties, others violently beat the shit out of his reddened cheeks, and some even teased him in areas he didn’t know could be teased. For an hour, Monty felt the panties go so deep up his ass, his ass became so sore they were a dark red color and his member drooling a waterfall of his pleasure. He endured an afternoon wrought with utter shame and misery. The severity bots were relentless and tirelessly delivered atomic wedgies, nipple twists, vicious spanks, bondage, and even forced him to orgasm several times over. When it was all done and said, the security bots released him having run out of battery. The strong, defiant gator who before, slayed one of his own, was curled up in a ball on the floor, panties stretched to unreasonable lengths, his rump two orbs of dark cherries and his body wracked with pain and humiliation. Eventually, Montgomery made his way back to Rockstar Row undetected and inside his room dragging behind him a cape of disgrace. All he wanted to do was sleep off the pain and forget the entire ordeal. As he began to rest his eyes, the door suddenly opened, and his temporary relaxation was shattered when he saw who was there. To be continued in Part 4...