Jason's ass gets filled

As Mark spoke, two scientists in full hazmat gear walked up to the tub and removed the funnel device from Jason's mouth, taking the time to unshackled his restraints as well. Jason's became worried when he saw the hazmat suits, but Mark just laughed at his panicked expression. "Oh, don't worry," Mark said, motioning to the hazmat suits. "They just don't want cum all over them, unlike you". Jason was too weak to move, his limbs dropping down into the pool of cum beneath him. The scientists reached down and flipped Jason around so he was on his knees, then reattached his wrists to the restraints.

"Jason, do you want your ass filled with cum?" Mark asked, eliciting a loud moan from Jason.

"Yes! Please!" Jason shouted, wiggling his ass in need, causing Mark to laugh.

"Alright then, slut" he said, nodding to the men in hazmat suits. Jason felt something small being inserted into his hole, before realizing it wasn't a cock. It was the funnel! They had attached the funnel device to him with the end sticking in his ass. He wasn't getting cock at all!

"No, fill my ass, please!" Jason begged, tears beginning to well up in his eyes as he pleaded with Mark.

"But Jason," Mark said, "that's exactly what's about to happen!"

The buzzer sounded and men surrounded the funnel, jerking their cocks around it. As before, each one that shot their load would leave and be replaced by another. Cum leaked out the end of the funnel into Jason's upturned ass, but... he wasn't cumming! The conditioning made it so a cock had to be inside his ass when it fired its load for him to be able cum.

"Nooo!! Fill me with cock! Cooock!!" Jason yelled, thrashing in his bindings and sloshing the cum around in the tub. Mark laughed, making his way to the front of the tub, glancing down at Jason with a look of sadistic joy.

"You should have been more specific then, Jason!" Mark shouted, laughing as cum continued dripping into Jason's ass.

After a while, Jason's ass began to feel full, but it did not stop him from begging. "PLEASE! COCK! COCK! FUCK!" he screamed, barely coherent as his **** continued. Guy after guy, cock after cock, shot their load and moved on. "PLEASE! UGH, COCK... UGH, I'M SORRY!" he managed to yell, tears now streaming from his eyes, mixing with the cum coating his face. "I'M SORRY... COCK, COCK, COCK... MARK, I'M SORRY! PLEASE FUCK ME!"

Mark shook his head. "You're sorry? Bullshit. You're only sorry you're suffering consequences".

Jason began bawling as his **** continued, begging more and more for relief. "PLEASE MARK! PLEASE I'M SORRY! I REALLY AM! PLEASE FUCK MY ASS WITH YOUR COCK, I NEED YOUR COCK, PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR COCK! COOOCK!!!" Mark just stared down at Jason, a look of disgust on his face.

"Just the other day you shoved me down and kicked me in the stomach for asking you out, now you're literally begging me to shove my cock up your slutty little ass. Have you no shame?" Mark mockingly asked, the image of Mark shoving his cock inside Jason causing Jason more need.

Jason sobbed, his cock needing to cum so badly. "PLEASE MARK, I'LL DO ANYTHING!" he shouted, "I'LL... I'LL GO OUT WITH YOU NOW, JUST PLEASE!" Mark laughed hysterically for a solid minute, shaking his head at the pathetic creature that was Jason Curtis.

"Do you really think I want to date you now after what you did?" Mark asked rhetorically, amazed at the stupidity of Jason. "You're my toy now, my plaything. Now, be a good toy and entertain me, bitch".

After a few more minutes, the buzzer sounded and the men dispersed. Jason felt the funnel device being unattached and removed from his ass. "Alright, enough fun for the day," said Mark.