1 . Name: Jathis @ 2009-08-03 22:17

His master was teasing him; there was absolutely no doubt about that in his mind.

Narrowing his eyes, Red Sniper stood in the doorway of the medical bay/torture chamber, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched his master torturing a Blu Scout strapped to the operating table. The Scout had been caught during one of their battles at the Well, injured badly from one of their Demoman’s bombs that had failed to kill him.

The Demoman’s body hanged from the Red’s flagpole outside; a warning for anyone who failed to kill their target.

Red Medic liked to play music while performing one of his “surgeries”. The record player was currently replaying one of his favorites, Deutschland Erwache.

The song was truly an inspiration to the former Nazi; he had removed an eye, some fingers, and both of the Scout’s legs while listening to it.

“You only have one Sniper und Medic, ja?” he asked in a soothing tone, his red gloves covering up the blood stains as he used a scalpel to cut into the Scout’s arm, a small set of scissors calmly cutting away at muscle to get down to the bone.

“I already told you…” Scout whimpered, his throat sore from the constant screaming he had done at the beginning.

“Say it again.” Red Medic instructed, starting to cut into the bone itself. “I vant to make sure.”

“Yes! Oh fuck…We only got one of each!”

“Good.” Red Medic nodded, smiling as he carved his name into the bone.

“God…”

“You’ll see him soon enough.”

A single slice of his scalpel put the Scout down, giving him a smile across his neck.

Red Sniper’s cock was rock hard from watching and he let out a low growl as he entered the room, his head lowered as he stalked him.

“I see you zhere.” Red Medic said, his back facing the Sniper as he removed his gloves and threw them away.

“You vill vait like a good dog until I am ready to give you your bone.”

He did not react when Sniper suddenly wrapped his arms around him tightly, snarling into his ear as he rubbed his erection against his back.

“Dog…” he warned.

“Need…” he panted heavily.

Red Medic removed a dog whistle from his pocket and before Sniper could do anything to stop him, he blew on it.

“Argh!”

Stepping back, Sniper fell onto his knees, his hands clamped over his ears in pain as Red Medic continued to blow.

“Stop! Stop it!” he pleaded.

“Have ve learned an important lesson?” Red Medic asked, putting away the whistle.

“Aye…” Sniper mumbled, bowing his head.

“Look at me.”

His head snapped to one side as he was struck across the face and his nose bled onto his upper lip.

“You are lucky I am in a good mood.” Red Medic said. “Or else I vould have you on zhat table removing your legs und arms! Remember vhen I did zhat?”

He shuddered and nodded his head.

“Give one of our Pyros zhe body to deal vith vhile I change.” He ordered, walking towards the door at a leisurely pace.

“Oh und Sniper?”

The Australian looked up.

“Do it all vhile naked und vait here on your knees vhen you are done. No touching.”

A small smile touched his lips and Sniper nodded, his cock twitching awake once more.

***

His master was taking his time; it had all ready been fifteen minutes and he still wasn’t here.

Biting his lower lip, Red Sniper was forced to keep his hands behind his back to avoid touching himself.

Red Medic had broken his hands and healed them ten times the last time he had caught him jerking off.

“How many times must I tell you? Zhe hat counts as clothes und must be removed!”

“Sorry.” He mumbled, quickly taking the akubra off as Red Medic entered the room.

The German was wearing his uniform, his favorite outfit when he was going to fuck or hurt someone sexually.

His usually polished boots were a mess however, the bottoms and toes covered with mud.

With a sigh commonly used by the overworked and underpaid, Red Medic slumped down into his favorite cushioned chair, crossing his legs as he looked over at his pet.

“I vent for a valk before coming here.” He said, pointing at his filthy boots. “Clean zhese up for me.”

Sniper went to work without any further prompting, sliding over to kneel at his master’s feet before working on his boots with his tongue and lips. His cock was dripping precum on the floor as he moaned in pleasure, making sure that he was getting every bit of dirt off of his master’s boots.

Master didn’t like it when his boots weren’t acting like black mirrors.

Sniper’s tongue worked fast and quick and he was soon almost done with the boots, swallowing the filth as he went along. His hands caressed the boots in pleasure, his entire body shuddering as bare flesh made contact with hard black leather.

Looking up, Red Sniper frowned to himself and stopped.

Normally his master liked watching him work on his boots. Instead the German was sitting with one elbow resting on the arm of the chair, his chin resting on the back of his hand as he stared off into nothing.

He looked down when his pet nuzzled his leg gently.

“One of my old sluts named Hure is a Blu Medic, liebe.” He said, running one gloved hand through Sniper’s hair.

“I am going to find him und his new lover. I do not like letting any of my sluts fuck anyone else vithout permission!”

Sniper winced as Red Medic’s grip suddenly tightened, pulling his hair painfully.

“Vouldn’t you like to have two new friends to play vith?” Red Medic asked, smiling down at his Australian pet.

Sniper answered with a kiss to the toe of his freshly cleaned boot and Red Medic laughed as he spread his legs.

“Good. Come here und take your bone.”

Nodding his head, Red Sniper undid his master’s belt and fly, his mouth drooling as he stared at the German’s throbbing cock.

He took it into his mouth in one go, letting out one long and low groan as he did so.

“Ah!”

Red Sniper was such a good cocksucker…

Leaning his head back, Red Medic moaned loudly, one hand resting on the back of his lover’s head as he pushed him down further, urging him on with a few short thrusts into his willing mouth.

“Oh ja…”

Sniper’s tongue swirled around the head in a counterclockwise motion, ending with the pink thing teasing the large vein on the underside of Red Medic’s cock.

“Liebe!”

He quickly pushed Sniper off of his cock when he felt that he was about to cum and he smiled as he urged him onto his lap.

Sniper obeyed immediately, climbing onto Red Medic’s lap and turning around to give him a good view of his scarred back as he eased himself down onto the wet and hard organ.

“Fu..!”

Gritting his teeth, Sniper dug his nails into the arms of the chair as he rode the Red Medic, his eyes tightly shut as he thrust himself deeper and deeper onto his dick.

Panting heavily, Red Medic hugged Sniper’s back against him tightly, biting down on his flesh until he drew blood.

“Ngh!”

The two men came in unison, Red Medic screaming at the top of his lungs while Sniper whimpered in pleasure.

“Off.” Red Medic panted, giving Sniper a light push.

With a satisfied sigh he tucked himself away and got to his feet, smoothing out his uniform.

Red Sniper stayed kneeling at his feet, looking up at him expectantly.

“You’ve made a mess all over zhe floor.” He noted. “Clean it up vith your tongue und zhen go to your men. I vant zhem trained so vell zhat zhey can shoot a butterfly in zhe eye.”

With that he walked towards the door, plans forming and being mapped out in his head while Sniper went to work licking up his own semen from the floor.

“Liebe?”

Sniper looked up with raised eyebrows.

“If you ever try to hump me again I vill take your head und put it on a pike.” Red Medic warned. “I can replace you easily.”

Red Sniper winced and nodded, going back to work.