Brock hissed in pain when the asset bit him, but he didn’t stop. Intent on milking the poor soldier until he was empty. Unable to enjoy a full release with his dick forced to be in a cage that prevented a full erection. Keeping him on that edge while draining him dry. Brock had no intention of just playing with his ass a little, but he’d let the asset think that for the time being. Curious to see how he’d respond to being so helpless.

“Course you want more,” Brock willfully ignored the fact the asset wanted free of the cage. Instead, he grabbed the dildo and began to fuck the soldier with it. Withdrawing to the tip and burying it inside with a harsh thrust. Brock changed the angle as he did, seeking the asset’s prostate. He had every intention of abusing that spot until the asset’s balls had been drained. With the cage, he wouldn’t even be able to enjoy a true orgasm, the device keeping him from getting fully hard. Even better for Brock.

“Good boy,” Brock was pleased that the soldier chose to swallow, but he ignored the silent pleas to be freed from the cage. Instead, he rubbed the asset’s rim where it was stretched around the toy, “bet I could milk you dry. Make you cum just from having something inside you. You love having your tight little ass filled up, don’t you?”

It felt good having the asset just letting him sit there with his cock in the asset’s mouth. The warmth and pressure and quiet noises as the soldier suckled was relaxing. A great way to relax as he thought about what to do next. The asset did occasionally get finicky, but that could be fixed easily with enough practice. He pet the soldier’s cheek, almost a swat, and began to rock his hips. Going from just resting to fucking the soldier’s face. After so long, it wasn’t long before he came. Pulling out just enough to fill his mouth with brock’s release. Curious to see what he’d do without an order to decide for him.

“Let’s see,” Brock sounded disbelieving, but he didn’t argue with the soldier’s assertion. Instead, he smiled as he guided his cock into the soldier’s mouth and forced him to just cockwarm for him. Settling in to see how long the asset would take before he got restless.

“Oh? I’m not sure you will be,” he huffed, but he didn’t continue that line of thought as he reached into the bag and fished around. Pulling out a thin dildo and grabbing the lube to slick it up. He didn’t waste any time before sticking it inside the asset. Leaving it there while he sat back to look at how the asset’s ass stretched around it. Once he’d looked to his heart’s content, he moved to kneel with his legs on either side of the soldier’s head and fished his cock out of his pants, “now you keep that toy in there. If you’re good, I’ll make sure you enjoy what comes after this.”

“I gave you the opportunity and you wasted it,” he pointed out, grabbing the soldier’s cock and shoving it into the uncomfortable cage. Closing it and making sure that it was seated properly when it wasn’t particularly meant to be put on a hard or even half-hard cock, “Now, I have to make sure you understand you’re not to misbehave.”

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“I’m sure you will be,” Brock sighed. He wasn’t disappointed though. Instead, he grinned as he settled between the soldier’s legs and gave the tender flesh of his inner thighs a sharp pinch. He didn’t need to wilt completely, but it would be more easy to shove his dick into the cage if it wasn’t standing at attention, “we’re gonna have to lock this up nice and tight so you can’t be tempted to be bad.”

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“Ah! No touching,” Brock gently slapped the hand away when he caught sight of the soldier trying to pleasure himself. He stood suddenly as an idea occurred to him and he grinned cruelly, “I’m gonna be the one who makes you feel good, not you. Keep your hands behind your knees and don’t let your legs drop. No touching yourself. Got it? I’m gonna be right back.”

“That’s my good boy,” Brock chuckled, slowly pressing a finger inside the soldier carefully. Getting him used to something inside him. Brock took his time working the soldier open. Playing with his ass until it was slick and open when his fingers were removed, though he was careful not to send him over the edge. Not yet. He wanted to make the soldier cum on his cock instead. Make him cry with pleasure.

“That’s a good boy,” Brock smiled as he shifted to settle between the soldier’s legs, he pulled out a bottle of lube and poured some out on his fingers. Feeling it warm in his hand before he brought it down to run his fingers over the puckered hole, “you’re gonna be good for me, aren’t you? I’m gonna make sure we both feel good.”

1. My friends.

2. Disney World.

3. Marvel

4. Roleplay

5. Puppies.

“Look how pretty you are,” he lifted his hand to gently swat the asset’s cheek. Hard enough to sting, but not leaving a mark, “you’d beg for more if I made you feel good, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d love it you’ve got a mouth made for sucking dick and an ass that’s tighter than any woman’s. Don’t you?”