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Tyler groaned after a long day of work, needing to relieve some of the pressure.
He stares at himself in the mirror, trying to justify what he was about to do. He took off his belt, his pants loosening as he removes his tie.
After checking the house for people, he sets up his computer and headset.
Soon the mindless numbing sinks in.
About 29.3 minutes later, his daddy walks in, outraged.
"Tyler! 40 spanks! Be a good boy, you know you can't do that when I'm not here!" He yelled angrily at Tyler.
"Get the fuck outta my room, I'm playing Minecraft! Tyler yells back, just as fiery as the first.
Nobody messes with Tyler's Minecraft and lives.
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