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No. 6762
And done. Perhaps there will be a sequel to this little thing in the future; if not, I hope you all enjoy it. Thanks for betaing Marty, you're awesome :3
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“Good job, doctor,” Heavy grumbled at the chained up German in front of him. Medic turned red and gulped, the fear and embarrassment on his face constrasting Heavy’s dull, irritated countenance. His clothes had been shred, leaving his body mostly naked and helpless to any torment Engineer might have in mind. And judging from the soft grin on the Texan’s face, he certainly had something in mind.
“Heavy-I…” Medic was still too dazed and frightened to say anything of real meaning. He was positioned right in front of his bound lover, who was, given the circumstances, almost unbearably ravishing to look at. He looked away, not wanting Heavy to see his cock aroused at their current peril. But the Russian was like a magnet, constantly enticing Medic to steal glances at his features, his huge, gorgeous bound arms and legs, his great muscular stomach, his erect cock with some sort of antenna in it, beautiful, helpless…
“Thank ya very much, pardner,” Engineer said, shaking Spy’s hand with his usual amiable smile. Spy was grinning malevolently, quite proud of his handiwork. As Engineer went to his supply closet to get out the camera, the Frenchman sauntered to their captives, bringing a cigarette to his lips as he stepped behind Heavy.
“Isn’t zhis romantic,” the Frenchman crooned, running a gloved hand down the cleft of Heavy’s ass. Heavy growled and cringed in his chains, but otherwise offered no resistance to Spy. The assassin brought his finger closer, pressing it into Heavy’s anus until he felt the Russian squirm in discomfort. That was his favorite part of the job, causing discomfort, making them cringe and realize their powerlessness. Seeing this accomplished, he pulled out of Heavy and gave him a light kiss on the back before moving towards Medic. “You and zhe doctor are always ‘aving so much fun together…why not make someone else ‘appy? It is only fair.” Spy put his hands on Medics shoulders, relishing how they stiffened up as they made contact. Then, he started massaging them, softly kneading the Doctor’s shoulders and make them relax unwillingly.
“Nein…l-let us go…leave us alone…” Medic found it difficult to talk with Spy’s wonderful massage distracting him. The man really was incredible with his hands, good enough to make the German moan slightly against his will and close his eyes. Spy smiled and intensified his caressing, keeping his eyes fixed on Heavy as he made Medic moan and shiver. Now, as the Russian saw his lover be caressed and bite his lip, it was his turn to be unwillingly aroused. Even though the antenna in his urethra kept him painfully hard, seeing Medic being touched and caressed so lovingly, so wantonly, was almost too much. Medic shifted in his bindings, loathing Spy for the euphoria he was stirring up in his tense body and the humiliation it brought. Spy worked his way down Medic’s back, lingering over the knots and scars with supple, tantalizing fingers, making his way down to Medic’s firm, pale rear…
“Now now, pardner, don’t get ‘em too excited,” Engineer chuckled as he brought a bright camera on a tripod from the closet. “Gotta make sure they perform alright for us.”
“Perform?!” Medic said with a stutter, eyes widening behind his glasses at the sight of the camera. Being naked before it, he was reminded quite viscerally of his sordid days in Amsterdam…
“You vill not get away this,” Heavy growled, looking as if he wanted to strangle Engineer.
“Get away? Who’s gonna stop me, you, pardner?” he gace Heavy a pat on the back and began to set up the camera. “Look, yer not goin’ anywhere, either of you, so why not just try to relax and enjoy? In fact, I reckon you’ll quite enjoy this.” Once it was set up and on, the Texan stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Spy had taken off his pants and was now sitting on a workstool with his penis in his hand, ready to enjoy the show.
“Let’s begin,” the Frenchman said, grinning again as he stared lustfully at Heavy and Medic. Happily obliging, Engineer sat down and turned the antenna back on, sending jolts of stimulating electricity through Heavy’s cock. The electricity ran from his member to Medic’s only a few inches away, whose eyes widened and closed as he felt himself being stimulated by the invisible force. Medic closed his hands into fists, biting his lips as waves of pleasure coursed through his immobilized body and up his chest, emerging as involuntary, wanton moans. He writhed with pleasure, catching Heavy’s attention and ensnaring the Russian’s attention with his ecstatic movements. Seeing Medic like this, breathing raggedly and with flushed cheeks, Heavy was reminded of the times they’d spent in bed, when he would make the doctor call out for him, pant and moan as they made love, just like he was doing now…it was glorious.
Heavy couldn’t help but grunt as waves of pleasures ran through him, the ecstasy exacerbated by the Doctor before him. He tried to remain stoic, remaining as still as possible as this wonderful violation continued, shivering in his shackles from the mirth he resisted. And just as Heavy was turned on by Medic’s moans and movements, Medic found himself hugely aroused by the way Heavy could still resist. He was so strong, even chained up and with some electro stimulant in his dick, so resilient, masculine. The thoughts and the feelings of the two men were coalescing, forming a mutual core of ecstasy. “Doctor…” Heavy pushed back and forth in his chains, trying to reach the German but unable to…
“H-Heavy…” Medic felt Heavy’s warm breath tickle his face as the man tried to push to him, felt the electricity that bound the two of them come forth in alternating waves. He breathed raggedly and leaned forward in his. chains just as the Russian did the same, and just a their erect cocks made contact, Heavy’s dwarfing Medic’s, a final jolt of electricity pushed them both over the edge. Medic giving a high cry and Heavy a low grunt, they came almost simultaneously, rocking back and forth as the overwhelming pleasure of orgasm rushed forth, bringing bursts of semen as it came. When it was over, they were almost leaning on each other, their stomachs coated in each other’s cum and looks of post-ecstasy enervation on their faces.
“Very good!” Engineer clapped his hands and stood up as Spy ejaculated with a groan next to him. He walked to the camera and smiled, seeing that all he had wanted to capture had been. Now past the post orgasmic bliss, Heavy glared daggers at the Texan, wanting nothing more then to crush the little man in his arms. Medic did the same, but his expression was more of deep disdain than hate, as if he’d found this more unsanitary than degrading. “Well, that was a pretty fun game, eh? Looks like you boys sure enjoyed it.”
Engineer chuckled and moved behind Medic, undoing the German’s chains with the click of a key. Then, he did the same to Heavy, keeping a pair of handcuffs on him so that he wouldn’t have to worry about being strangled. “Well, as much fun as this has been, I’m afraid I got work to do, and I’m sure y’all do as well. Thanks for stopping by!” opening the door with a kick, Engineer forced Medic and Heavy out, still naked and covered in semen.
“Bastard,” Heavy grumbled as Medic helped him out of his handcuffs. When he was free, they stood up and embraced, Heavy unable to stop himself from sobbing as he did.
“Oh, mein liebe,” Medic crooned, reaching an arm and petting the man’s head, “It’s alright. And besides, getting through zhis just strengthens our love. Ja?”
“Da,” with a sniffle, Heavy agreed, happy to have his doctor and freedom besides it all. Smiling, to each other, they walked back up the stairs, their ordeal making them all the stronger…
“This is great footage,” Engineer muttered, watching the video on his television set. Spy was lounging in an armchair, idly examining his gloved hands. He never understood how Engineer could watch these videos again and again, without masturbating or anything. What did he find in them? Suddenly, as Engineer was rewinding the tape, the door opened, a lean figure stepping in from it.
“Hey, either a’ you got a car battery oi could borrow? Damn spoi destroyed me last one, and-” Sniper stopped short, noticing the sets of chains before him. “Wot the?“ There was a camera out before them, and on the ground, what looked like dried…spooge?! Looking up, he saw Spy and Engineer, wearing most unnerving grins on their faces. Realizing he was seeing, the marksman turned very, very pale.
“Oh, blimey…”
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