Mui associated simple places touches as bad. It was the evil man who had taught him that. Ever since he was little and about child size he had been taught that him being touched by anything other than instruments or tools was punishment. It had been taught to him that when he was touched sexually by the man that it meant he had been bad. That he deserved it and it was supposed to happen because he was bad. He squeaked in fear and cried as all those things were yelled at him. As the man told him evil and horrible things. His ears flattened back against his head. â€œSorry! Squeak! Sorry! Sorry! Ow! No! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!â€ He whined in terror as he was extremely tuned in to the fact the man was lividly pissed. He squealed out a squeak as the man grabbed the thin pointy stick that was soon jammed into his arm. Just screaming as the irritant made his body feel on fire. He started writhing around. â€œOw! Ow! Ow! Hot! Hot! Ow! Ow! No! No! NO!â€ He cried out in terror and squeaks as he was dragged to the table. He whined as his pants were removed. Tears trailing down his cheeks as he was afraid that the evil man was going to do the punishment that made the man smile evilly. He squirmed a tiny bit but couldnâ€™t move. His tail hung off the end of the table. His lips let out adorable but pitiful terrified squeaks. He flinched as his cheek was stroked. He saw the man going to get something. His ears bounced and a bit of blood from the injured one flicked around. He didnâ€™t want to be punished. He was realizing biting the evil man had been a bad bad bad choice.