"Oops! Looks like you missed a spot, Chad! Or maybe you missed a few spots. Lemme get those for you," Master said as he applied a brush load of lube to Chad's back between his shoulder blades.
"Thank you, master," Chad replied.
"Bend over, Chad."
"Yes, master." Said Chad as he bent over. "YEOW!" Chad shrieked as the lube drenched brush penetrated his rosebud followed by his master's hand and wrist.
Chad's eyes were open wide, and his maw hung open, as he gasped in a pain.
The brush of lube splashed across Chad's wide open eyes. He clenched them shut with a squishing noise. He would have shrieked but the goo covered brush effectively gagged him as it filled his mouth and throat. Chad closed his mouth, so as his master pulled the brush out, his teeth and lips strained out the remaining lube.
"Good Chad, just stay still and let the lube soak in," his master said.
Chad didn't answer. That wouldn't be being still would it? He just stood there bent over with lube dripping out of every orifice.
"You broke Chad?" another voice asked.
"Not yet," laughed Chad's master, " but soon."