The Mission (Part 1)
The muscular body collapsed in a puddle of cum. Guttural grunts mixed with
pathetic moans of both pleasure and utter shame filled the room. Grinning
soldiers dressed in the Red Guard' s uniform lifted the hunky body and put
the butt-naked semi-sarine on display for the cameras. After the
long transport in the fi of the wooden tainer he was reduced to
a smelly heap of sweaty muscle. The torted reddened face looked exhausted
and the unsteady eyes were uo focus ounned audiehe
strong jaws were unshaved and his greasy hair tousled. Just his dog tags and
the USMC tattoo identified him as the strapping Captain of the US Marine
Corps he had once been.
He felt weak aired. There was still some of his once proud spirit
left; however, this gave no fort to the Captain.
Orary: Helpless, locked away far in the back of his drugged and
reprogrammed mind, his own man' s ego had to witness his very on humiliation.
His fist was gliding meically up and down his swollen diow slippery
from his own man juice. The grayish slime was drooliween his fingers,
while his left hand was cupping his balls. The delirious man was obviously
trying to stimulate himself by pushing a finger up his ass f the meaty
butt cheeks apart.
His strong rebellious mind mustered some tiny attempt of resistance, but
than he found himself mesmerized by a pair of dark, black eyes. el Kim
whispered hardly audible, however, the order materialized crystal clear in
the captive' s strangled mind.
The moaning increased when the man' s strong hands milked his mangled cock.
His trembling body went rigid. A little pleading moan escaped from his lips.
Then his small hips bucked in a frenzy while spurt after spurt of his semen
splattered on the floor in front of him. Finally his head lolled bad he
sagged in the ar