The Mission 15 (mm hypno military)
by Randy Dragon
This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate and sometimes rough gay sex. If it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location, then please don't. If you are offended by acts of sexuality between consenting and non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.
The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior discussed in this story. It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what the hell they are doing. Any similarity with existing persons would be accidentally as the whole story is pure mad fantasy.
Gao-Ban returned with Kim. The Colonel was looking in the tub and found the muscular American floating motionless in the oily herb-laced water.
“So, Lieutenant, I have learned that you have decided to cooperate?” The Colonel asked wearing a thin smile on his face.
“Not the snake,” the young Seal awoke from his slumber.
“What snake?” Kim frowned.
“The access codes please, young warrior, just as you promised...” the small Abbott interrupted. He had climbed again on the small podium.
“Ok, ok I’ll give you the fucking codes,” Cliff flinched and Kim recognized with some astonishment that the American was at the brink of panic. The Abbott had done again an impressive job. The Lieutenant revealed his access codes and than as if a final resistance had suddenly vanished, he told the Asians everything they wanted to know about the carrier.
“Now, here is my last question: Are there any sections that are not covered by the aircon ventilation?” Kim asked.
“No, all the fuckin’ boat is air-conditioned,” Cliff answered quickly now and than his eyes widened.
Gao-Ban held the oval shaped object delicately between the tips of his thumb and middle finger.
“Noo! I’ve told you all you wanted, don’t put the snake in me,” the Seal winced.
“Here is no snake. I don’t know what you are talking about,” Kim frowned irritated,” anyway you have told me all I needed to know. Now you are of little use to me, but as long as your seed will flow you may live.”
“You did a good job, Grand-Master, as always,” Kim bowed,” this boy is yours to enjoy as I promised.”
He gave the Seal a final disdainful look and left. Cliff looked confused at the Abbott.
“Quail eggs – you should really try one, young warrior.” Gao-Ban pushed the egg into his mouth and chewed gleefully.
“You fuckin’ son-of-a-bitch!” Cliff went berserk, ”you set me up!”
The Abbot looked with a provoking smile at the muscular young man who was thrashing in the top. The fuming Seal was hurling insults at the elder Asian, but as much as he struggled and screamed, it was to no avail. The ropes were holding him tight and finally he realized that he was only wearing himself out. The struggle stopped and the young American restrained his fury and left it by just shooting murderous glares at the monk.
Seemingly from out of nowhere, a knife appeared in the Asian hands. Cliff’s body tensed, while he remembered Jai-Bo’s fate.
"W-what…?” He stammered but it had already happened. His ankles were free. An instant later Gao-Ban had cut as well the ropes around his wrists. As if he was no longer interested in his prey, the Asian turned his back to the young man and walked across the room to his bed.
The Seal grabbed the ridge of the tub and vaulted his heavy body with one elegant move from the wooden basin.
The oily water on his skin transformed his chiseled body in a glistening statue that would have put any Hellenistic God to shame. Drops of water were quickly rolling off the pumped pectorals and the melon-shaped dimpled butt cheeks.
Gao-Ban was licking his lips. This young hunk was adorable in his hardly containable fury. The Abbott read in his face that the American would have loved to attack him like a raging bull. However he had learned his lesson quickly and moved with caution, suspecting a trap. What he didn’t know, however, was that he had been primed already. Gao-Ban had planted a hypnotic block into his subconscious mind while he was entranced by Prince Jai-Bo’s story. The Grand-Master knew about the Seal’s sexual preferences as well as his fears and desires. After the hot water had softened his skin the herbs had heightened the sensitivity of the peripheral nervous system. The young buck would now show heated reactions to the stimulation Gao-Ban had in mind.
“You mad a big mistake, Grand-pa,” The big Seal glowered menacingly at the little monk who was sitting calmly on the bed. His wet feet made a plashing sound on the tiled floor as he moved step by step closer to the Asian.
“What the fuck you think you are doing now?”
The Abbott loosened the cotton belt that was holding his yellow-red robes together. There was a blur of yellow, red, orange and gold color as he threw the robes over his head. He was down to a piece of loin cloth and stretched his hand towards the suspicious stud.
“Do you like me?” the question shocked the enraged hunk. His slick soles were slipping and the vision blurred for an instant.
“Are you mad, pop? You ….” He blinked and the image of the smiling monk seemed being superseded by an image of a gorgeous almond-eyed Asian girl of breathtaking beauty.
“Huh? What the fuck…?” he stammered. Cliff knew that something was wrong. His body reacted strongly. He sensed a familiar stirring in his groin.
“No! Get the fuck out of my head!” he was shaking his head wildly and blinked. For a moment he saw again the monk as he was sitting on the bed. Then the gorgeous beauty reappeared.
“I have a gift for you,” she cooed and pointed to a small table.
“No, no that isn’t right I,” somehow Cliff knew the girl was just an illusion planted inside his head by the devilish monk. Again he shook his head to clear his mind.
Apparently he had walked a few steps and found himself now right in front of the table. There was a wooden box with strange symbols carved into the top.
“Open it!” it was again the Abbott’s voice that commanded him.
N-noo! He wanted to say, but no word left his mouth. His instincts were telling him that it was not good to look inside the box but his hands were already moving. The top snapped open and Cliff looked at the content.
“Fuck, no!” this time he screamed. The shock hit his body like an electric surge.
“Take it!” the monk ordered.
With terror in his eyes Cliff’s hands lifted the golden shimmering object from the case.
“There is a grain of truth in every legend, my young warrior,” Gao-Ban said in his monotonous voice.
The young man couldn’t help as he was sliding his oil-slippery hand up and down the monstrous thing.
“This cannot … be…” he watched in strange fascination as the golden surface started to shine while he applied the oil that was left on his palms from the bath.
“King Barsaf’s manhood, that conquered the haughty Jai-Bo,” Gao-Ban lectured and suddenly the Seal realized what the old man wanted to do.
“No way,” he gasped,” I am not goin’ to …” he turned around to face the Asian who looked at him intently.
“Come, young warrior,” the Abbott beckoned him,” Come to me!”
“You! Aaargh…nnoo…” Cliff was unable to stop. Awkwardly he made a step towards the little monk.
“Closer…” Gao-Ban’s voice was just a whisper.
“Huh,” a stifled sob marked the moment as Cliff found himself in front of the Asian beauty that was sitting again on the bed.
The girl was seizing the young man’s dick. 11 inches of cut man meat were swelling rapidly in the warm hand.
“Uhhhhmmmm…” Cliff groaned. The chick had placed a soft kiss on his dick head. His cock turned rock hard. Following an instinct he was thrusting his hips forward and was pleasantly surprised as his huge manhood was swallowed up to the hilt. Soft moist lips were buried in the nest of his pubic hair. The “girl” took the lead. Grabbing his firm buttocks she pulled and pushed him back and forth triggering a bucking motion from his hips.
Gao-Ban still sucking the throbbing boner looked up at the muscular body covered with colorful tattoos. He caught Cliff’s wrists and guided the hands behind the bucking hips.
“Oh yeah suck my dick. Mmmhh that feels so good…”, Cliff’s eye’s closed as he moaned in delight. When his dick almost slipped from the warm mouth the tongue was eagerly flickering around the mushroom head. Sharp teeth were tantalizingly grazing the meaty shaft.
Gao-Ban inhaled the musky young man’s odor from the curly reddish pubes. Heat was radiating from the groin. The butt muscles tensed as the jock was fighting the approaching climax.
“Fuck!” Cliff wanted the blow job to last for ever. His balls were aching in sweet pain, craving for relief. He looked down and there was again the monk gobbling on his sizzling cock. But he was to far now to care. Gao-Ban locked his lips around the slippery shaft and applied a strong suction. Simultaneously he guided the Seal’s hands who were still holding the golden phallus towards the flexing buttocks. The slippery bolt disappeared between the firm butt cheeks.
“Huhhh! Oh yeah, suck it!” the muscular body was hunched. The abdominal muscles clenched. Cliff’s face grimaced in a flushed expression. His entire torso turned crimson.
“Aargh!” the first spurt of jism that hit the back of Gao-Ban’s throat was accompanied by a strangled grunt. His knees buckled and Cliff steadied himself by holding on to the Asian’s shaved head.
“Oh yeah, here it cums, fffuck!” Cliff hollered. Then the young man spurted copious gushes of his hot seed. His big hands were closed around the monk’s head in an iron grip. His mind was entirely focused on the ongoing climax. At this moment Gao-Ban pulled the wrists down on the naked buttocks. The sphincter opening and closing in the thrills of the orgasmic waves that were shaking the body, was virtually sucking the phallus in.
“Aaaaouuughhhh!” The young Lieutenant’s eyes opened wide, when he was conquered by the dick of a man who had been turned to dust centuries ago. There was a moment of pain, however, then the tip of the phallus was ramming against his prostrate and magnified the climax to an extent as he had never experienced before with a women. His cum shots gushed with reignited vigor and he rocked his hips, humping on the phallus and pumping his dick inside the sucking mouth.
Kept in place, Gao-Ban swallowed gush after gush of the young buck’s gooey juice and when the spurts subsided he continued to suck. There was not a single drop of cum appearing in the corner of his mouth. When the cock went slightly limp in his mouth he tortured the hypersensitive head with some flicks from his tongue.
“Uuahh!” Cliff tried to pull away, unable to bear the agonizing touch. But Gao-Ban pulled his hips forward and threw his face into the groin. A few laps from the tongue across the glans and the jock’s knees turned to jelly. There was some buckling and a moment later he found himself kneeling, face to face with Gao-Ban who had finally let the hefty piece of meat slipping from his mouth.
“Oh fuck that was mmmphh..” Cliff’s gasps were silenced by a firm kiss. He tasted his own cum and slumped back on his heels impaling himself firmly on the golden phallus.
“Urgh, shit awwww,” the Lieutenant started struggling.
“You did well…” the old face dissolved again and melted into the gorgeous almond-eyed features. Cliff allowed his head being pushed down. His cheek rubbed along the voluptuous breast and he readily accepted one of the nicely shaped tits to be put between his lips.
“Mmmhh..” a soft moan of pleasure escaped from Gao-Ban’s lips. The Seal’s tongue was playing with his wrinkled, desiccated nipple. The young man’s strong arms were absentminded wrapped around his waist. The Abbott’s hands caressed the wide shoulders and petted the broad back.
“Yeah!” with a guttural grunt Cliff pushed his body into the Asian. Carried away by his lust he wanted to take the lead. His dick jutted fully recovered from his groin. The horny buck was ready to go again. The Grand-Master knew that the younger man was by now driven by his primal instincts. His body was primed for sex and as he had found relief already, he wasn’t to care too much how and where he could get even more satisfaction. Only much later, when he was spent and drained of his manly seed, finally reasoning would sink in again with the realization that he was a captive. Gao-Ban, however, had made up his mind that by then he would have given the rebellious jock a new mindset, that would have little in common with his former loyalty and belief.
In order to do that, Gao-Ban knew he had to put the younger man in his place first. With surprising strength the old monk pushed Cliff back by his shoulders down on the furry carpet. In an instant the Seal was on his back, his hands still holding the phallus in place. The little Asian was naked now and pushed his body between the young man’s raised thighs. The monk slapped Cliff’s hand away and closed his mouth around the base of the phallic rod.
“Ooommmmmmmm!” A deep humming sound emerged from his throat. The golden phallus transformed the sound in resounding vibrations that spread from the dilated sphincter along the tight filled chute until it hit the prostrate.
Cliff’s hands locked in reflex behind his knees and pulled, spreading his butts even wider.
“Ohhhhhh!”, with a high-pitched moan he arched his back while wave after wave of arousal flushed through his tense body.
Without interrupting his humming, Gao-Ban was massaging the still impressive set of balls. From the corner of his eyes he watched the long curved dick jutting straight up. The erection was slowly throbbing in rhythm with the writhing jock’s heartbeat.
“Uhh, fuck, oh yeah man that ..that feels sooo …huh …gooddd,” with closed eyes Cliff’s head was lolling right and left. Gao-Ban spit the phallus from his mouth and started to lick the throbbing shaft. His moist tongue traveled from the base along the protruding vein up until it circled agonizingly softly around the bloated mushroom head. A drop of oozing pre-cum was eagerly sucked away by a ginger kiss that made Cliff squeal. His ass muscles tightened and the golden rod emerged with a solid plopping sound. It was glistening from his slick ass-juice.
The Grand-Master positioned his own amazing erection against the slowly closing sphincter. His eyes met the young man’s. There was no more hostility or rejection. Gao-Ban read eager expectation and readiness. He relaxed his small body on to Cliff’s torso, embedding his cock in the younger man’s chute. He didn’t move, just let the stud feel his Master’s dick inside of him. The Seal leader was aware that he was systematically turned into the bitch of the elderly Asian, but the monk, keeping him both aroused and weak, didn’t give him a chance to fight back.
“Now, we shall test the strength of your manhood,” Gao-Ban reached under his belly seized Cliff’s dick and started rubbing the sensitive lower part with his thumb.
“Uuuhhh…” the American answered with a horny groan. Slowly his hips started rocking making him ride on the Asian’s cock. With his free hand Gao-Ban reached around the big neck and pulled the Seal into a kiss.
“ Mmm…mphhhh.ummpphh,” Once again in his encounter with the Grand-Master the young Seal showed signs of being milked.
Using the twitching dick like a joy-stick, the Grand-Master was controlling the bigger young man with ease. He prevented the first cum shots by squeezing deftly the swollen glans.
“Fuck, nooo! Please let me..urghhh,” Cliff’s protest was cut short when Gao-Ban pressed thumb and index finger into two acupressure points in Cliff’s neck.
Cliff realized that he couldn’t move his body anymore. Gao-Ban’s expert moves caused all his pleasure centers to explode. Fucking horny as hell he couldn’t do anything except moaning and groaning and cum again and again.
When it was over the horny Seal was exhausted drenched in sweat and cum. His dick was now gliding pliable between the monk’s fingers. He was looked at Gao-Ban through half-shut eyes indulging in the sweet fatigue that followed a climax.
The old man had done him good. He had been fucked once before by Taylor, but that had been hasty and aggressive in order to force him into a humiliating submission. The lust that the Grand-master had provided him was something different. The young American couldn’t remember having ever been so thoroughly satisfied by a woman. He had surrendered himself finally eagerly to the Asian’s manipulations, sensing that the monk knew how to trigger a maximum of pleasure. Cliff wondered what was going to happen now as he was spent. Would the Abbott allow him spending the night with him?
“On your knees, young warrior!” the Abbott was not through with his new found bitch.
Cum was sipping from Cliff’s well-drilled asshole while he struggled wobbly to get on all fours.
“I am, uhm sorry Sir, but I am afraid …” Cliff stammered blushing.
“Trust me young warrior,” Gao-Ban smiled knowingly, while he was digging his thumb deftly under the shrunken set of balls, ”I can teach you ways of pleasure that go far beyond what you ever would imagine.” He buried his fingers deep inside the studs slippery chute and found a spot that made Cliff howl in lust. The semi-hard dick that was dangling limp between the thighs jumped abruptly to full hardness.
“See!” Gao-Ban grinned triumphant and let Cliff’s baby-maker playfully snap against the chiseled abs. But the Seal leader didn’t see anything. His face was pressed into the furry carpet, while his hips were gyrating like a dog in heat. Gargling, grunting sounds were howled into the carpet as Gao-Ban forced another gush of cum from the already sore shaft.
“On your back, young warrior!” Gao-Ban’s lips closed around the mushroom head before the dick could shrink. Despite the young man’s pleading that turned even into sobbing, the Asian did not stop kneading the worn-out cock and squeezing the aching balls until he managed to suck the last drop of his juices into his mouth.
“Oh fuck! Sir, you drained me for good…”, Cliff hollered wiping his arm across his red, sweaty face.
“You have to learn a lot, young warrior. That your well is dry does not prevent you from enjoying yourself,” Gao-Ban smiled,” let’s get some fresh air, before we continue.”
Cliff looked in disbelief, but he followed obediently when the Grand-Master walked out on the balcony.
The yard was filled with captured Seals from Cliff’s unit. Armed gunmen from the Red Guards were holding them at bay. Gao-Ban knew that soon they would be led into the great assembly hall of the temple to be initiated by the Dragon Claw. The Grand-Master heard naked foot steps approaching from behind and knew that the hunky American was there. He had made up his mind by now. He would not surrender the red-haired stud to Colonel Kim and his Japanese mercenary. Gao-Ban despised the Japanese profoundly for what they had done during the Japanese-Korean war, when Korean temples had been systematically destroyed to deprive the Koreans from their cultural and ancestral heritage.
Kim and Dr. Takashima were down in the yard as well. They selected the best endowed among the captives to be initiated first. Kim looked up and watched the Abbott looking down. The big American was hulking behind the little monk. Both were naked.
“This old fool is disgusting,” Kim murmured.
“Soon he will be obsolete, my friend,” the Japanese scientist replied in a soft voice. He was holding a kind of crash helmet in his hands.
“So, your research was successful then?” the Colonel raised an eyebrow while fondling the nutsac of one squirming captive.
“Indeed, we caught the Abbott’s suggestive mantra on tape and digitalized it,” Takashima said. “here is the prototype of the new multimedia helmet, which was developed as well. The subjects will just need to wear that helmet while they are riding the sperm extractor. The mantra will be displayed as a continuous loop on the inside of the visor, while the sound his transmitted by integrated earphones. This ridiculous time consuming ceremony in the hall will be redundant.”
“A remarkable improvement that comes handy. Soon we will have thousands of subjects to process,” Kim said.
“The first shipment of the new helmet should arrive tomorrow,” the Japanese bowed slightly, “ I reckoned you might wish to test the prototype already on one of our “guests”?”
Suddenly there was a commotion. A group of men had arrived who carried two naked white men tethered to heavy bamboo sticks on their shoulders. One of the bound men was obvious hurt at his leg and hang limp from the stick. The other one, a muscle-packed hunk with close cropped hair was valiantly struggling and howling curses in his gag.
“What is this?” Kim asked.
“The villagers caught them and thought they had escaped from the temple,” a younger monk replied. “We went down in to the house and took them. They are not from our guests.”
“Interesting, so at least a few of that plane survived,” Kim said. “Have the guards screen the area and look if there are more!”
“Yes Master Kim,” the monk nodded and turned away.
Kim walked to the struggling captive and removed the gag that was made from a pair of boxers.
“Fuck!” the young man was spitting and coughing, “get me lose you bloody, fuckin’ son-of-a-bitch!”
“My name is Kim, Colonel Kim,” the Korean gave the American a cold smile, “ and you would be …?”
“Lance Corporal Chuck Riley and that is all what you fucking bastard will ever get out of me!” Chuck was writhing up and down, but the ropes were holding him tight. Dangling from the bamboo stick the ropes had cut deep into his wrists and ankles numbing his arms and legs by blocking the blood supply to the limbs.
“Oh my dear Lance Corporal, let me assure you, there will be a lot more that we will get out of you,” Kim sneered.
“Never! Motherfucker!,” Chuck roared.
“Get me a claw!” Kim ordered one of the monks who rushed off.
“Cliff! For Pete’s sake what is going on here?” Kyle had discovered the Seal Lieutenant above on the balcony. All eyes went up. There were some fainted cheers from the Seals, who recognized their commanding officer towering over the little Abbott.
“Sir, can’t you help them?” Cliff asked Gao-Ban.
“Young warrior, it is time for you to renounce your former life,” the Abbott replied with a stern voice that made the younger man flinch,” for a beginning you will address me as Grand-Master!”
“Yes, but Sir … I mean I can’t,” Cliff stuttered.
He never saw it coming. As fast as lightning the Abbott’s hand shot up to his neck. Expertly he found the pressure points and squeezed. This time it was no lust but excruciating pain that shot through the Seal’s body forcing him to bend over the balustrade.
“I don’t tolerate insolence, young warrior,” Gao-Ban hissed as he positioned himself behind the moaning hunk.
“No please, not that…ohh shit… no!” Cliff tried to get away but the Abbott tamed him with ease pressing two fingers into his neck. The agonizing pain was paralyzing his entire body, making any resistance futile.
“Sir, uhm Grand-Master, I am sorry, but please don’t do that …,” Cliff yelled,” I beg you, Grand-Master I can’t bear it, ahhhhhhhrghhh.”
“You have to learn being humble, young warrior,” Gao-Ban said and took the Lieutenant in front of his men.”
Shouts of disbelieve and anxious murmuring came from the Seals when they watched the rape of their hunky officer. Even Chuck stopped his cursing while he watched the unbelievable scene.
“This is not happening,” Kyle moaned.
“Uuurghh! Awwwww!” Cliff’s howls of pain echoed across the court yard. The Abbott changed the grip on the American’s neck and applied pressure onto a different area.
“Ohhhh! Fuuuuck! Yeahhh!,” the Seal’s cries turned into ecstatic moans and grunts.
“I told you, you could have pleasure even when you’ve spent your juices,” he heard the Asian’s voice whispering from behind.
Kim watched with undisguised disgust as Gao-Ban turned the muscular man into a howling bitch.
“Oh yes, Master, yessss!” The big Seal collapsed hollering over the rail, when a dry climax sapped the strength from his knees. Gao-Ban reached forward and without interrupting his thrusts he forced the young man’s head up. Cliff’s crimson face contorted by uninhibited lust was exposed to the speechless crowd.
“As you see, we teach discipline and respect, Lance Corporal. You will learn that lesson too,” Kim told Chuck.
“Fuck you! I will kill you, if you lay a hand on me, you pervert,” Chuck struggled desperately in his bonds.
The monk carried a big jar and opened the lid offering it to Kim.
“What the fuck is this?” Chuck looked suspicious at the black metallic device dripping with oil that Kim had taken from the jar.” Are going to torture me?”
“We call this the Dragon’s Claw and yes, it is a kind of torturing device, although it will make you sing a song of pleasure,” Kim smirked.
“No you fucker, get away,” Chuck tried to wriggle away from the Asian who was reaching between his thighs.
“Let him alone, you have no right to hurt him!” Kyle shouted in desperate protest.
“I have any right to do with him as it pleases me, but this time I will not hurt him,” Kim forced the dick of the cursing Marine into the leather sheath.
“Fuck what are you doing to me?” Chuck yelled in fury when the Jade tail entered him from behind. Kim adjusted the curved handle and locked the Ivory knob of the abutment in position. The mushroom head was held in place by the stylized Dragon’s snout and the hefty shaft was already reacting.
“Fuck!” Chuck yelled again in frustration. His body twisted wildly as the jade tail was sucked deep inside his rectum. His hips jerked when the tip hit his pleasure point pulling the leather straps tight across his balls. In reflex his abdominal muscles contracted, until the stimulations inside of him forced his back to arch.
Kim watched in glee as the muscular body hanging in front of him fell into a rhythm of bucking motions. The copper wire enforced leather tube held the flaring dick straight upright.
“Huhhh!” Chuck gasped in disbelief.
“Do you like it Lance Corporal?” Kim chuckled while the Marine’s body was showing obvious signs of arousal.
“You fucking bastard!” Chuck groaned through clenched teeth, desperately fighting the pleasant sensations. He realized that his feverish struggling was only intensifying the tempting stimulations. The young Marine forced himself to hang limp in his bonds. His ass muscles, however, seemed to have a life of their own. He felt his chute working around and along the coned tail that was firmly embedded in his ass. He tried to shit it out and winced as the tip of the device was driven against his prostate. Chuck focused on relaxing, but his body decided otherwise. The convulsions of his lower body went on and the urge to surrender to his growing horniness became stronger and stronger.
His face was stern and his body soaked in sweat, but finally he managed to stop the bucking rhythm. Only occasional thrusts of his hips shook his body.
“Impressive, but futile Mr. Riley,” Kim said his mouth close to Chuck’s ear,” you will cum right here for everyone to see and you will howl like a alley whore same as your friend the Seal.
“You will never make me cum, never,” Chuck rasped hoarsely.
“Would you like to test the helmet?” Takashima offered.
Kim shook his head. It was too early. Now he wanted the American to be aware of his humiliation. The mind controlling mantra would reprogram him later and only during his milking sessions would his true self return. Just to realize what was done to him and then the mantra would pull him back to his childhood, making him forget that he was a man with male urges. Now he wanted the young stud to witness his very own embarrassment and despite the denial Kim knew that the horny hunk was close to surrendering to his lust.
The Korean nibbled softly at the American’s earlobe. Chuck froze, drawing his breath sharply through his teeth.
“You know you need it badly, huh?” Kim teased and licked the sweat from the cringing Adams’s apple.
“No, I… uhhhmmmm,” toes were curving and a shudder ran through the butch body.
“Just let it happen, it will be over in an instant,” Kim blew a kiss on Chuck’s hot cheek.
“No, huh…huh…”, the Marine gasped. He felt the first treacherous contractions in his loins. Kim dug his index finger in the hollow of the sweaty belly button and let it travel slowly up towards the throat.
“Oh fuck, uhhh..uhhh..” the finger circle playfully around the erect man tits, however, without touching the sizzling knobs of sensitive flesh. Chuck’s breathing accelerated.
Kim gave him an encouraging nod and closed his lips on Chuck’s left nipple.
“Aaahhh!” Chuck knew it was over. The Asian would make him shoot his wad in front of the watching crowd. At least he wouldn’t offer the pathetic spectacle of enjoying it, like Cliff who was still deliriously sighing and moaning.
The Marine pressed his lips tight shut and gave in to the throbbing pulse in his loins. He could feel his balls connecting to the base of his leather encased shaft. Hot cum was pumped and rose towards eruption from the bloated mushroom head.
“Wrong!” he heard the Asian’s sneering voice.
The dragon’s mouth closed painfully into the groove below the cock head sealing abruptly the urethra. Chuck knew that feeling all to well and realized that this climax would be much more forceful than expected
“Shit!” the cumshot was triggered and accumulated within the throbbing shaft. His head lolled back and a roar of pure lust filled the court yard.
The big body convulsed wildly and Kim knew that the first gushes of man seed would be pressed into the bladder until the mounting pressure would force the cum spewing from the piss slit.
“Now!” he nodded to the Japanese.
Chuck’s contorted face disappeared under the helmet that was slipped over his head. The cries of ecstasy turned into muffled sounds. A strange monotonous incantation filled his ears. He blinked and saw the face of an old Asian smiling at him. He knew the man but in the thrills of his orgasm he couldn’t concentrate, was unable to focus until as an anchor to his questing mind the face was replaced by a spinning golden prayer wheel…
“What are you doing to him?” Kyle’s voice rang with concern. He witnessed Chuck’s body going limp. Gooey cum was slowly spilling from the gaping piss hole on top of the erect penis, but his friend didn’t show any reactions.
“Patience young man, soon, very soon you will get the answer to your question,” Kim said. “What, by the way, was your name …?”
“Master Kim!” a monk came rushing.
“What is it?”
”We need you in the datacenter…”
Meanwhile the crew on the carrier was looking for ways to support their lost commando.
“Sir, we might have another way to get the bastards,” the carrier’s chief system administrator looked at the Commodore.
“…and that would be?” Mulroney asked.
“We could hack into their computer network and neutralize the TCUs.”
“Just like that?” Mulroney asked.
“Well, technically yes, just like that,” the administrator replied,” we would need, however, to get closer to the target, because the range of our scanners…”
“Do it!” the Commodore ordered, “Set a course to shore. We go in, until we can hack into their fuckin’ system and then …”
The carrier was moving slowly towards the shore and suddenly the administrators had contact.
The scanners of the USS Vincent Mancroft screened the port infrastructure of the research center’s computer network. It took less than 5 seconds to identify a potential weakness and a hacking sequence was initiated.
“Firewall breached. We are in! It was a piece of cake, Sir” A system administrator reported proudly to the bridge.
“Unauthorized access detected! Intruder alert! Intruder alert!,” the alert sounded in the temple’s data center. The analysts monitored the incoming data packets.
“Typical Americans, they have to stick their prick into every hole,” Colonel Kim grinned.
“The enemy tries to disable the TCUs,” one young specialist with spiked black hair reported, “our system prepares viral inoculation.”
“That’s what you get for fucking with us unprotected,” Kim said with glee.
Seconds later the carrier’s computers received the retransmitted data from the earlier scanning probe.
“Sir, we have an access code to shut down their defense abilities,” the system administrator reported to Commodore Mulroney with excitement.
“Then shut ‘em down son! What are you waiting for?” Mulroney grunted.
“Batteries prepare launch!” he ordered.
The artificial intelligence detected an anomaly in the retransmitted data packets and quarantined the files. Antivirus programs scanned the files, while the system administrator entered the hacked access code into his terminal.
The artificial intelligence received a high-priority command overriding all ongoing processes. The command was processed and the computer system was flooded with an electronic data shock wave. The artificial intelligence sensed the temple’s systems invading on at least two dozens ports that had suddenly opened. Hectic activities erupted when the carrier’s systems threw all available resources into the defense of its compromised integrity. Alert sequences were stalled while the warship’s computer systems were busy fighting the intrusion.
The temple’s artificial intelligence allowed the opened ports to be blocked and the ship’s computers seemingly reestablishing control within nanoseconds. However these nanoseconds were sufficient for the invaders to take control of the quarantine section. The quarantined files were opened and a new flood of powerful command sequences flooded the carrier’s systems. To make matters worse, even lots of previously quarantined viruses were released and started infecting the embattled host.
“We are fucking her good through her backdoor,” the young Asian with his spiked hair grinned at Kim,” soon this big mama will spread her legs and open her pussy wide.”
The ship’s artificial intelligence needed all available resources to process the algorithms that had suddenly appeared on its task list. The multi-staggered firewalls went down and an instant later hundreds of system ports were exposed vulnerable to the temple’s computer system.
A new wave of impulses flushed the ship’s network. The access codes that Cliff had spilled out in his panic breached the last defenses. If the carrier’s artificial intelligence had been a human being, it would have screamed in panic and pain. But so the desperate struggle against the deflowering of its software structures went on in silence. It took less than a minute to take control of the mighty carrier’s command centers. The entire ordnance lowered the barrels, missile launchers were shut down. The aircraft lifts were blocked, trapping the fighter squadrons helpless inside their hangars.
Throughout the giant ship bulkheads closed, catching the crew in confined sections.
Only when the ship’s internal communication systems broke down, the system administrators became aware of the ongoing cyber rape.
“Sir, we have a malfunction, oh shit that…that isn’t happening,” the chief system administrator stared in horror at his screen. His terminal had an independent power supply and individualized firewalls. Although he was locked out from the mainframe system, he still could monitor what was going on.
“What is happening? Report, now!” the Commodore glared at the young man.
“Our system has been hijacked! We are no longer in control,” the chief system admin stammered, helplessly hammering commands in his keyboard.
“What do you mean?” Mulroney shouted.
At this moment the nuclear reactors were shutting down. The lights went out. Except from the dim light of the administrator’s terminal the bridge was dark. The entire ship was without electric power. The aircon systems shut down leaving the crew helpless trapped within darkness and quickly humidifying air.
The rudderless carrier drifted towards the coast.