⌖pet⌖

A reagent gets stuck behind (possibly on purpose) after the shuttle leaves fear instantly consumes them panic hearing Coyle getting closer.

You ran jumping into a barrel at the last second as Coyle rounds the corner. You quickly cover your mouth trying to steady rapid breathing waiting for Coyle to walk away. Suddenly the barrel is being kicked over and you’re being dragged out by your hair.

You thrash and whine as you pulled face to face with Coyle himself the thick stench of smoke filling your nose. You flinch back watching a smirk spread across coyles scar ridden face.

“Well well well~ seems they left me a new pet to play with~” Coyle rasped out pulling you closer looking you over with a smirk.

You thrash around wiggling using your legs to kick away from the man holding you. He lets you drop to the ground mumbling some shit before leaning down grabbing your legs starting to drag you off to god knows where. He was not carful with you by any means letting your body hit into walls and random objects scraping over metal grates on the floor till you find yourself in. The middle of the prison all the mannequins watching you they weren’t real yet you still felt so vulnerable in the open.

“Gonna train you like a gooood dog~” Coyle mumbled around his cigarette “don’t ya’ know dogs man best friend~ and we’re about to get real aquatinted” he shoved you down letting go of your legs finally. You look up at him eyes wide in shock and fear

“Please…just let me go..please” you beg as if it had any significance to the man in front of you. You knew begging would get you know where with this man

He grimaced hearing you bed “mutts don’t talk.” He growled kicking you hard making you let out a pathetic yelp. “Why don’t you do something more useful with that mouth of your~” he rasped smirking pulling you to your knees by your smirking.

You look up at him with wet eyes giving him a soft nod watching as he unfastened his belt with practiced ease. He pulled his cock out of his worn jeans giving it a nice stroke before pulling your head close shoving it against your face

You let out a soft whine as you take it into your mouth wrapping your lips around the tip carefully. He gives you a gruff huff in response keeping a steady hand atop your head. You press forward sliding your tongue along the underside of his heavy cock the taste salty yet addicting to your scenes. You bob your head slowly making sure you keep good eye contact with him letting out soft whines and whimpers here and there as you attempt to not gag against the length. After a bit Coyle seems to get Bored of your slow pace gripping your hair shoving you down to the base of his cock nose getting buried in his thick wiry pubes. You spam your hands weakly against his hips as you gag and sob pathetically choking against his cock abusing the back of your throat. You were definitely going to feel it in the morning if you made it out of this with your life. You felt his grip tighten in your harm as he released down your throat.