Hell Yea!

"Hell Yeah!" You hear your brother say. The words hit you like a train. It's his voice, and yet it doesn't sound like him.

You're still stuck in your position, bent over using the wall to help keep yourself up. But you're Uncle's dick is missing from your hole. It's a relief, but you know that it's not going to last. You feel a bit of a smaller dick press up against your hole.

Aaron sinks his dick into you like you were some bitch he'd fucked a million times before. He moans as he goes balls deep, filling your hole in a way it never should be. You feel jealous. It's not fair you have to become an anal bitch and he doesn't have too.

Your Uncle comes into your line of vision and he's holding a remote. You've seen one of those before in the movies.

"Those collars you and your brother are wear aren't traditional sex **** collars, just so you know. Since your buyer is a billionaire, he requested that you have the M-Collars."

Suddenly your brother's enthusiasm at fucking your asshole makes sense. M-Collars are extremely expensive, and can manipulate the ****'s mind in miraculous ways for periods of time.

"Because of this" your Uncle continues, "You'll only need to be here for a couple of days. How about I show you first hand how this thing works huh nephew?" Your Uncle says before turning a knob on the remote.