Kim turned around and saw the Marine sitting on the examination table, rubbing his eyes.
"Shit!" he cursed through clenched teeth. The healthy body of the muscular fighter had absorbed the drug much faster than he had expected. His eyes widened when he discovered a bottle labeled "Chloroform" on the desk. This had to do and fast, because the Marine was already climbing from the table.
Kim took the bottle and hurried back. Looking around he found the discarded panty hose and devilishly grinning soaked the fabric generously with the chloroform.
Jack's vision was still blurred. He was already at the side of the table on buckling knees. The attack from behind came as a surprise. Some cloth drenched in a strong smelling liquid was firmly pressed into his face. At the same time his big body was pulled backwards to the examination table. Recognizing the smell of chloroform, he knew he had to get away fast. Kim hung on the shaking hunk for dear life. He twisted the cropped head right and left to disorientate the American. At the same time he pulled the heavy body with an amazing strength up from the floor and back on the table exercising a strangling hold around Jack's throat.
The struggling soldier had to cough and then there was no way out, he needed to breathe. Kim who had waited for that moment, forced the tattered panties into the opening mouth.
"Mmmpfff ... mmhghh", muffled grunts came from the frantic wriggling man. Naked legs were flailing. First his long flaccid cock dangled between his thighs. But when Jack tasted his girlfriend’s pussy on his tongue, it changed to a semi-erect state. Jack hardly realized how his body betrayed him. He was too much occupied to avoid to breath too much of the anesthetic. But Kim registered the hunk's body's reaction and took immediately advantage.
Moving to the side, he pushed his palm over the gagged mouth of the dazed Marine until the cropped head rested on the table. His free hand caught the twitching manhood and started to jerk it with slow strokes.
Surprised by the double assault Jack took another involuntary deep breath. His strong legs stretched out and his back arched, while the jacking of his cock took the last fight out of him. The resistance weakened now quickly. Kim needed no big effort to keep the panties in Jack's mouth. The big body slumped and relaxed in resignation. Jack's wide-open eyes met the triumphant look of the victorious Asian. The familiar smell of his girlfriend mixed with chloroform flooded his mouth and nose, while his consciousness drifted away. A warm lustful sensation was spreading from his groin throughout his body. Moments later the cock went limp in Kim's grip and wouldn't respond to any stimulation. Jack was out before his wrists and ankles were forced into the restraints strapping him securely spread-eagled on the table.
Kim removed the chloroform/saliva-soaked gag. He wanted the man conscious. He wanted him to fight his humiliation and live through the whole process of breaking the strong ego. The bottle of baby oil came handy.
A few slaps in the face brought the Marine back.
Jack was drifting semi-conscious. He felt comfortable and relaxed. His body was glistening, covered in baby oil. Warm hands were kneading his muscles, softening them, keeping him relaxed. His balls were softly fondled.
"Oh, yeah ..." a soft moan escaped from his lips.
"You like that, huh?" a voice -- strangely familiar -- interrupted his pleasure time.
"Yeah," he replied automatically his eyes blinking.
The face of the Korean filled his vision. He was grinning. Kim watched the face of the American change from confusion to disbelief and then to wild anger and blind fury, when the humiliating reality sank in. The tethered body reared up, fighting a hopeless fight against the bonds.
"Get your fuckin' hands off me, you bloody motherfuckin' queer. You ...“ the Marine was fully conscious by now.
"But you said, you liked it," Kim replied innocently. His fist closed deftly around the hefty balls making Jack howl in fury and in pain.
"You will like that even more," Kim promised. He pumped the quickly responding shaft with a few strokes into a semi-erect state, proofing to the embarrassed hunk how much he controlled his brawny body already.
The slippery hand moved up until the ring of thumb and index finger engaged under the rim of the dark-red mushroom head. Then he pulled the throbbing manhood. Simultaneously he stretched the churning nuts down, preventing them from attaching to the base of the cock.
"Aaarghh! Nnno! Let go, you bastard," Jack arched his hips. Despite his anger and embarrassment, his dick hardened even more and he could not do anything about it. Finally, the palm slipped over the penis head and the bonerized meat sled through Kim's hand. The Korean caught the bobbing shaft immediately and started working his hand up the hefty shaft.
"Fuck! Aargh!" pre-cum was oozing, despite Kim's trapping the hunk's aching balls firmly.
"You wouldn't tell me about the TCUs, huh?" Kim asked suddenly.
"Wh-hat?" Jack rasped surprised fighting the pleasant sensations in his groins.
"I thought so," Kim released the rock-hard dick causing the Marine involuntary frustration. He turned away and when he returned, Jack recognized a syringe with the bluish drug in his hand.
"No! No! Fuck ya' ... no," Jack protested, jerking wildly in his bonds. It did not help at all.
He had to watch the Asian choosing one of the strong veins protruding from his arms. The sharp hypodermic needle penetrated the thick skin and the drug was injected into his blood system. Different from the earlier injections into his muscle flesh there was an instant effect. His mental defenses crumbled inexorably. The battle-hardened soldier turned docile, increasingly receptive to the Korean’s orders.
Kim smiled down on him.
"You need to get laid, you need it badly!" A moment later, the Korean was all over his body. His nipples were twisted, his balls were kneaded, sharp teeth nibbled at his earlobes and his cock was blown to full size. His mind was swirling in lust. He heard a male voice grunting and moaning.
"Uurgh, yeah, fuck yeah..." and recognized it was himself.
Fingers were poking in his belly-button, probing his ass and even his ears. Slowly he was going down under the sexual assault.
"Where are the TCUs tell me," the question came from all sides.
"They ...," his mouth opened against his will. Jack mustered all remaining will power to fight the urge to tell.
"N-nev .. ohh shit, no!" he groaned in agony of lust when Kim bent his cock down between his thighs and made it snap against the taut abs.
“Come on baby, here is your girl,” a seductive voice echoed in his drugged mind.
Was it the Asian talking, or his girl ... who is talking ... his mind whirled and then there was Cindy … pumping his baby maker with both hands.
"Baby? Where do you come from? ... Oh th-that feeeelzzz ggooood ...“ he hollered. His head lolled right and left. He did not care how it had happened. The Asian had disappeared and so had his resistance to be fondled and played with.
An overwhelming avalanche of horniness wiped his reasonable thinking out. The big man needed to cum and now he wanted it. His hips were humping up and down, driving the hot rod through the woman's palms.
"No, don't!" he moaned in disappointment, when Cindy softened her firm grip. She was holding him now with one hand only and very softly. His bucking intensified.
"Oh, shit!" he cursed through clenched teeth. Bound as he was, he could not find any leverage and was exhausting himself rapidly.
Fingers slipped between the bouncing ass cheeks.
"Uuuhhh ... yes ... yes," he squealed when his ass crack was fondled. Cindy was about to fulfill one of his most intimate fantasies. Although he loved her eating out his ass, his macho ego would have never allowed asking her to finger-fuck him, but now she seemed to know what he needed. His hips reared up as high as he could, exposing his puckered hole entirely to anything his girl would have in mind.
The imagination of him bound, defenseless and conquered by a woman, triggered sensations deep inside the muscle-hunk that were shattering his macho world.
"Yeah babe, I am all yours. Take me!" eagerly the big man expected the finger to slide slowly past his sphincter.
With a surprising force, his virgin ass was conquered. The woman was virtually skewering him with a strength of a man.
"Aaah! Fuck! Ahh ... uuuhh ... ohhhh!" the squealing man was wiggling speared on the two fingers that were probing his ass. How could Cindy hold his heavy body so firmly?
Jack's eyes were blinking and to his utter shock found himself again in the hands of the Asian. What that meant, became clear to him instantaneously when the probing fingers hit a highly sensitive erogenous point inside his ass.
"Aaahh, fuck! Yeahh!" the American was ready to shoot his load regardless whether he was doing it for a woman or for a man. A squeezing grip around his dick head prevented him rudely from relief.
"Uurrgh ... fuck, what the hell?" he shouted in frustration.
"Where are the TCUs?" Kim asked calmly.
"Oh no!" Jack moaned.
"Tell me and you may cum, big boy." The Korean pushed again the love button inside of the quivering Marine, causing a desperate howl.
Repeatedly Kim was guiding the wiggling soldier up to the edge of his climax and let him cool down again. Every time a new crack was added to the walls of Jack's resistance
"Oh please, please let me cum," the big man was sobbing and begging.
"Where are the TCUs?'
"Oh please, I--I can't tell, no please not again ..." Jack felt like a cornered animal.
Kim sensed that he was close. He head well done not to drain the horny fucker, but to deny him his release. His head dropped down and his mouth fully engulfed the bobbing dick. His fist was firmly clenching around the cock’s base blocking the nuts from sending the man's juices into the shaft. Far down in his throat he produced a deep humming sound. Vibrations traveled through the swallowed mushroom head and quickly the complete hefty man-pole was vibrating. The muscular body was writhing in spasm.
"Uuuh, no ... ok I--I ahhh!" Jack could not finish his sentence he struggled with the new sensation, which blew his brains out.
The humming increased.
"Yes, oh fuck yes, I fuckin’ tell ya," he gasped raggedly.
The humming intensified even more.
"It is ... oh fuck ... they are in huh ... huh ... hang-g-gar f-forty f-five, oh shit," Jack winced.
Kim spat the dick from his mouth and pulled his hand out from between the sweaty ass cheeks.
"No! Fuck! No! Don't do that," Jack roared in agony. Bound, he could not reach his boner to jack himself over the edge.
Kim looked down at the pleading man. He had what he wanted. It was time to go.
"Please!" Jack begged. His face was contorted.
A new plan developed back in Kim's mind. This American could be used for an important role.
The Marine watched as the Korean unlocked the restraints.
"Ah! Thanx man!" His hands rushed for his dick.
Kim slapped them away. "No, you don't touch you dick!"
Jack wanted to object but found himself unable to put up any resistance. Kim ordered him to get up and to bend his big muscular frame over the table.
"Now it's time to fuck, pussy boy." Kim announced.
"Marine’s don’t get fucked! No, no, no, no, that is not happening," Jack almost sobbed. Remote controlled like a puppet, he was about to be screwed by a gook
Kim had already fetched the jar of Vaseline and greased the hairy ass crack. Fear in his eyes Jack looked over his shoulder. Kim recognized with glee the panic in the face of the big Marine.
"Now I'll make you my little American bitch," Kim parted Jack's buttocks and guided his dick towards the quivering bunghole. Jack tried to clench his sphincter tight, a last pathetic attempt to defend his virginity, but the Korean had already loosened him up during the finger fuck.
"Uh--uh--uurgh," a few stifled grunts was all he could utter and then he was impaled on an Asian dick. He had to admit that it did not hurt as much as he had expected. A firm grip by his hair forced his head up. Looking right into the polished cabinet door, he recognized his red face. Wide open eyes and the mouth forming an "O" of astonishment about his swift defloration.
"I guess it is a proper time to introduce myself, Captain" heard the Korean's sneering voice at his ear, "my name is Kim, Major Kim Nang Poh from the Red Guards."
The invading dick was moving out, almost leaving the Marine's rear channel, then it penetrated him again with a powerful thrust, leaving no doubt that Kim was taking possession of the beefy hunk. The hammering slaps against his buttocks and the drilling up and down his ass triggered strangely pleasant sensation in Jack's mind. He knew that he should feel embarrassed, but instead he felt increasingly horny.
"I hate you, I kill you for that," he said, but without persuasion. He said it, just because he knew he was supposed to say that. As a reply he received a few encouraging slaps on his melon-shaped buttocks.
SLAP to the right: “Awww … ohh!”
SLAP to the left:”Aww …oh!”
“Fuck yeah!” Strangely, the spanking turned him on as well.
Kim cupped the Marines chiseled chest from behind and twisted the fleshy man tits between his thumb and index finger.
"Oh yeah," Jack could not help, but it felt too good. He realized with a sudden clarity that the pleasures he was experiencing in the hands of the Korean where by far more intense and stimulating than with any of his chicks before. A twinge of sympathy for the Korean began to develop in the Marine's mind. His hips began to respond to Kim's relentless thrusting.
"Oh yeah man, f-f … fu-fu … fuuuuck me!" Jack hollered. Every thrust from the Korean was now answered by a bucking push from the hunk's hips.
"Ah now you like it, it’s not so bad after all, isn’t it," Kim was breathing hard as well.
"Fuck you are good man, harder, fuck me harder!" Jack went ecstatic. Kim had trouble to control the bucking body.
"Come on, pussy boy, get down here!" he guided the Marine down on his hands and knees.
"Yeah, oh yeah, harder, harder," Jack howled while he was taken doggie-style. His sweaty, oily hands slipped on the tiled floor until his face was grind into the tiles and his butt was obscenely inviting elevated to the humping Asian.
"Yeah man, fuck me. Ride my fuckin' butt," Jack shouted.
Kim rode the burly Marine into the floor. Saliva was drooling from Jack's mouth. The Captain was so caught in his lust that he was only able to utter guttural grunts interrupted by high pitched yelps, when Kim's dick hit the sensitive prostrate and Kim got increasingly better hitting the right spots the longer the fuck-ride went.
"Huh--huh--huh," Jack rasped.
The sweating man's dick was throbbing between his thighs. Jack wanted to touch himself, in order to get off. He needed to cum so badly, but he knew he was not allowed to do so.
Finally, he felt Kim's arms closing around his throat. Choking and coughing he was held in an iron grip. The body on his sweaty back, tensed. A rough bellow signaled that Kim had reached his climax. Huge gushes of Asian cum were impregnating the Marine's ass.
"I told you, I didn't have a woman since weeks. I fill you up," Kim panted, his body still writhing in the aftermath of his orgasm.
Jack was on his back. Absentminded his fingers were playing with his nipples. He wanted to extend the erotic stimulation. His cock was still rock-hard and he was desperate to cum, but Kim did not allow it. The Captain did not know why, but he did not question the Korean's authority. He had been topped, but that did not leave any hostile feelings. On the contrary, he was grateful for the new sexual heights he had reached under the guidance of the North-Korean Major. If only he could get relief from the ache in his nuts.
"Please man let me pop my nut. I need to get off, badly," the naked hunk was moaning.
"Later, pussy boy, now we have got a job to do." The Korean replied.
Jack looked up and was shocked to see the Asian fully dressed. He had taken Jack's tactical vest, which was slightly too big, The Sig and the knife were holstered at the utility belt and the tattered slices of the combat pants were somehow stuffed inside the boots.
"Now show me hangar 45, Captain, will you?" Kim asked politely but with an undisguised authority in his voice.
"Yes, Sir! Yes!" the Marine saluted, but then hesitated.
"What's wrong Captain?" Kim asked
"Ehm, my uniform, I've got no clothes, Sir." Jack stammered.
"Don't bother, its dark outside and you will take a way were we are out of sight of any patrol, understood?" Kim said.
"Yes, Sir, yes! Not to be seen by any patrol, Sir," the Captain stood at attention, his cock stiffly throbbing in front of his groin.
Indeed, it would have been a ridiculous scenario for any spectator to watch a stocky buck-naked Marine, sporting a boner, guiding a smaller Asian across the base. However, there was no spectator. The base’s skeleton crew, frustrated, that they had to be on duty were busy with video games or watching porn on the internet.
Unseen, the two arrived at hangar 45. Kim made Jack use a fork-lift truck to carry six brand new well-packed TCUs onto the back of a pickup. Nevertheless, the Marine had work up quite a sweat and was panting heavily until the job was done.
In the meantime, Kim had selected a rugged wooden box about 4.6 ft tall and 25 inches in width and depth. He ordered the Captain to add the box to the TCUs on the pickup.
"Now you get your ass inside, Captain!"
"Yes, Sir! Yes! Getting my ass inside, Sir!"
Grinning, the Korean watched how the hunky soldier was forcing his big frame inside the box. Jack was slightly hunched and on his knees. His back and elbows touched the raw wood. His dick was standing at attention from his lap. Questioningly he looked up at the North-Korean Major.
"Now listen carefully, you will jack yourself to the edge and then cool down and start again. But you will not cum until you see me again, understood, Captain?" Kim ordered.
"Yes, Sir! Yes! Jack myself to the edge and will only cum when I see you again Sir, yes Sir," Jack's hand started mechanically to rub his man-tool.
"But Sir, I--I," Jack started to plead.
"Oh yes Captain, I almost forgot. I’ve got you something to chew on during your journey." Kim reached inside his pocket.
When Kim fixed the top to the front side of the box, the crouched Marine was chewing on a pacifier. His eyes were already glassy, while his hand slowly milked his shaft.
Kim drove the pickup truck to a side gate of the base. The Korean worker who opened the gate saluted him with the ceremonial greeting of the Red Guards.
"Well done, brother," Kim nodded, "keep your ears and eyes open, you are too valuable for the government to get caught."
The mole saluted again. He saw some bottles containing a bluish liquid lying on the passenger seat and he meant to hear a soft moan coming from the back of the truck, but that couldn't be true and it was not his job to ask. The truck disappeared in the night.
It took Kim two hours to reach Panjumeon and then Munsan Railway Station. His contacts assisted him to forward his precious freight to Kaesong in the North. There it was put on a train on the Pyongui line straight to Pyongyang the Northern capital. The workers wondered about occasional grunts and moans coming from one of the boxes, but it was not their job to ask -- if they wanted to keep their job.
All major news agencies had sent their teams to Pyongyang Central Station. It did not happen very often that the Workers' and Peasants' Militia invited for a press conference.
A statement was read, saying that the glorious people's forces had once again repelled an infamous attempt from the treacherous South and their Western allies to steal the people's property and get hold of their military research work.
The theft had been thwarted and the thief apprehended. Of course, the South had been in total denial. Thus as proof, the thief would now be presented to the media.
A box made of raw wooden panels was rolled into the room. Two workers removed the front cover. Flashlights were flashing, cameras were running when a sweat-soaked muscular Marine -- easy to be recognized - by his dog tags was presented to the audience.
He had a pacifier in his mouth and was constantly jacking his swollen cock. A pool, of pre-cum had gathered around and across a bottle that had spilled baby oil between his brawny thighs. His eyes were delirious, blinking confused into the flashlights until they focused on a North-Korean officer dressed in the parade uniform of a Colonel. Kim, who had been promoted, took a pair of Oakleys from his swollen nose and nodded with a thin smile.
A pure animalistic roar of raw lust emanated from the kneeling soldier. A moment later, a huge torrent of white man-juice was jettisoned towards the shocked journalists followed by another equal strong gush and a further series of slowly subsiding spurts, until the impressive, but nevertheless highly embarrassing, demonstration of male prowess was over. The Marine collapsed forward out of the box, his flaccid dick still in his hands.
"Jack In The Box" was the major headline dominating the next day's news and describing an incident that both the South-Korean and the US-Government refused to comment.
THE END ???