Mickey proceeds to tackle me, instinctively I reached for his cock. With it in hand I did a quick yank and he yelped, ceasing his punching I took that opportunity to grab the nearest rock and jam it right into his eye. He staggered back and went to try and go for a left jab and gave me a quick sucker punch. As I gripped my side he grabbed me by my arms and then kneed me in the dick around twenty times. I fell on my ass and Mickey kicked me in the jaw. I soon fell unconscious. Afterwards waking up was a pain. Mickey continually flogged me right in the ass, sore from the battle that was weeks, days, I don’t know anymore ago. He screamed in Indian at me and the other workers who I perceived to be from India, but as the sweat from my eyes cleared I saw it. A mish-mash of Indian, Chinese, and Vietnamese slaves all here to make Mickey Mouse toys. I let out a little gasp as I saw it. I knew my fate was sealed but I made a mad dash for the door, but in seconds I was retrieved by an angry mouse who punished me by flogging me 80 times. The scars still hurt to this day. Though badly injured I continued on. I made my way to the work station, damned by Mickey to be there forever.