There is a hole in the corner.

There is a group of Daddy's friends in the room.  They don't look at the hole.  It's no longer of interest.

They were interested earlier of course, but it was tighter then, it had more value. They all took turns fucking the hole and made comments how good it was and how tight it felt.  Of course, once they had all taken at least a couple of turns, they started joking how loose and messy it was, started laughing and making lewd jokes about it.  They started playing with toys, pushing ever larger toys in hard, harder, gwisting.  They would laugh when the thing the hole belonged to would moan, and shudder as they forced orgasms from it, wanted or not, it made no difference, was of no importance.

They started sticking their hard fingers in the hole, playing, rubbing inside, more orgasms.  Getting bored they started forcing more fingers in, and then their thumbs.  The thing groaned, then screamed as the first fist popped its way in.  They all laughed. They took turns shoving their fists in, punching its guts from the inside as it writhed in pain.  And need. And pleasure. More orgasms maybe. Noone cares any more.  The men are getting bored now, making jokes about losing their wristwatches.  They had already started spanking the arse surrounding the hole bright red.  Seeing who could make the loudest spank. More moans, groans from the thing.

One of the men needs a piss so to the others hilarity he pisses in the now gaping hole, setting off a chain reaction.  More men, more piss.  First in the hole but then on its face,up its nose, the thing coughing and gagging.  They start holding its mouth open and pissing in there before holding it closed and pinching its nose, forcing it to swallow.  Soon, even that becomes boring so they stand and chat about cars, football, TV.  They are bored of the thing and its hole.  Its ruined, it is of no value.  For now.

Give it a few days, it'll tighten up.  Possibly not to the tight little hole it once was but better than the slack, gaping, damaged space it is now.  Daddy can have some more fun with it, maybe bring some bigger toys, other objects, more friends.

The thing can't wait....