so basically I am warning you know this may not be a pretty fic. Sorry not sorry.
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As Phil placed the comb in his hair he had no idea what it would do to him, the powers of 'satans comb' have never been discovered by a human before, untill now.
Phil was sat on Dans bed when Dan got back from PJ's house, waiting eargerly for Dans return.
"Hey Phil" A slightly drunken voice called from the frount door. Phil imideately got into action, he checked the string, cling film and boiling water was all in place.
"I'm here Dan!" Phil's voice called out from Dan's room. Phil could here Dans steps approching his room untill suddenly, he heard his scream.
Phil quickly spun Dan in the cling film and tied him up.
"What the fuck-" Dan cried out as the boiling water caressed his skin. Phil smirked.
"Well, that teaches you to be late home." Phil said in a bitter tone. Dan carried on wailing.
"Shut up Dan! Its only water." Phil Laughed. Dan fell to the ground.
"At least I stopped the air feeding the burn, you should thank me." Phil remarked as he proded Dan with his toes.
"Please help me phil." Dan cried, the water had sorched his right arm and hand. A tiny voice in Phils head cried out that he had to help Dan, but Satans Comb was fully in power.
"Not untill..." Phil trailed off with a knowing smirk.
"This is a game Phil, just please fucking help m-" Phil cut dan off with a kick to his side, Dan yelped in pain.
"Phil please? Please get my to hospital?" Dan begged on the ground, the cling film had stopped the blistering but the pain haddn't gone, if he didn't go now, he could be scared for the rest of his life.
"Wait a second, I have someting to help you!" Phil said in his usual caring tone.
"Yes, please, anything." Dan pleaded. Phil slowly unzipped his trousers and got out his hard cock, and started to ejeculate all of Dan. Dan bit his lip, he wasn't meant to be enjoying this, he was meant to be in pain but all he could think about is all the times he wished this would have happened. Phil smirked.
"Are you enjoying this Phil? You sick creature." Phil said in a sarcastic tone, something the normal Phil would never do. Dan came to his sences, although he wanted this he couldn't do it now, not in this way he had to stop.
"Phil stop, why are you doing this?" Dan asked. Phil's brain was going crazy, the old Phil was fighting hard to control the brain but it was no use.
"Because Dan, you are back 2 hours late, do you understand how worried I was? I was going sick. And this is just a small punishment for what you made me go through." And with that Phil smashed his fist into Dan's skull. Just hard enough to knock him out but not hard eough to kill him.
When Dan awoke his hands and feet where tired to his bedpost and he was completely naked. Phil was sat watching him with eager eyes.
"Morning Sleepy head." Phil Winked.
"What do you want from me, Phil?" Dan asked with defeat colouring his tone.
"This." And with those words Phil stood up and thrust his Dick in dans mouth all Dan could do was suck. In the back of Dans mind he was enjoying it. Phil slowly moved his hand down Dans body untill it reached his dick, he slowly started tickling it, Dan laughed. Suddenly Phil reached under the bed and pulled out a mouse trap.
"What are you doing Phil?" Dan asked shakily. Phil just smiled and threw it onto Dans Cock, and snap shut it went.
"You won't be having sex with anyone else for a long time." Phil smiled, he had gotten his revenge. Dan was now crying in pain.
"What do you mean? I haven't slept with anyone in ages!" Dan Cried.
"Liar!" Phil screamed, ejectualting in Dans eye.
"I'M TELLING THE TRUTH PHIL!" Dan screached trying to blow of the cum in his eye which was extremly painfull.
"Then why where you at PJ's so late then?" Phil asked smugly.
"Because, I was planning on comming out to you." Dan sighed. Phil went silent. All you could hear was the ticking of a clock. Phil bent down and kissed Dan. There first real kiss, it was beautiful. Phil untied Dans hands and feet and Dan worked his hands into Phils hair.
Sudden;y his hand hit something hard, he slowly removed the Comb. Phil Gasped, like he was regaining his power to move. He collapesed onto the ground and started wailing. Dan hugged him tight and swayed side to side.
"I'm so sorry Dan." Phil cried.
"I swear that wasn't me!" Phil burried his head in Dans neck.
"I know,Phil, I know." Dan hushed to him. Dan held up the comb to the light, examining the detail on it, for something so beautiful how could it be so changing?
Dan tossed the comb under the bed, and not once did they mention it again.
