Black Eagle

The next room was the worst yet. The guards ripped off Bryan's shirt and pulled open his jeans. Then they locked him into a metal chair. A strange machine was attached to his dick and a red plastic auto-dildo was forced through the back of his jeans.

The guards switched on the machine and left it to do its job, milking Bryan until he could scream no more. Not that anyone could hear him, before they left one of the guards strapped a ball-gag in place, muffling any sound Bryan could still make.

Bryan had no idea how long they were gone, but it seemed like hours and when they returned he couldn't just stand anymore and had to be lifted out of the chair and dragged limply into the corridor.