**Degradation and Desecration**
Part 12
The men finished their twisted desires, and as they pulled away from Oliver, he felt a wave of relief wash over him, but it was short-lived. They began to urinate on him, their hot streams of piss burning his skin, making him cry out in pain and humiliation. The room, once a place for yoga and self-improvement, had devolved into a den of depravity, where Oliver was subjected to unspeakable acts. As the days went by, the yoga sessions continued, but they were no longer about flexibility or mindfulness. They had become a 5-hour free-for-all, where Oliver was forced to endure endless acts of sodomy and degradation. The women, who had once attended the sessions in search of inner peace, slowly stopped coming, unable to bear the twisted atmosphere that had taken hold. The men, on the other hand, seemed to revel in the depravity, their faces twisted with a mix of lust and contempt as they used Oliver's body for their pleasure. Oliver, too, had become numb, his mind and body surrendering to the constant barrage of abuse. But on one particular day, everything changed. As Oliver was being used by the men, he heard the sound of the door opening, and his heart sank. He looked up to see his father standing in the entrance, his face placid and expressionless. Oliver's eyes widened in shock as his father walked into the room, his eyes scanning the scene before him. The men, still engaged in their twisted activities, seemed to freeze, unsure of how to react to the sudden arrival of Oliver's parent. But Oliver's father didn't seem to notice, or care. He walked up to Oliver, his eyes fixed on his son's face, and then, without a word, pointed to his dick. Oliver's eyes widened in horror as he realized what his father was expecting of him. Without a word, Oliver's father began to undress, his movements slow and deliberate. Oliver felt a wave of revulsion wash over him, but his body seemed to move of its own accord, dropping to his knees as he prepared to comply with his father's twisted desires. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only Oliver and his father, locked in a moment of unspeakable degradation.