Play Nice

Blair stared at the monster dangling in front of him, and knew deep down there was only really one choice here. Without any hesitation he locked his lips around the head of Victor’s penis and began to swirl his tongue.

Victor was not a man to be simply pleased by head alone though, as soon as Blair latched on to his throbbing member, Victor **** his cock passed the lips and down the throat. Blair has plenty of practice, but had never dealt with a cock this large before.

“That’s better,” Victor growled. “Aren’t things nicer once we cooperate?”

Blair had to admit, if it weren’t for the fact that Victor was a homicidal maniac who was likely bent on work on world domination, he wouldn’t mind sucking on his cock on a more regular basis. Victor’s musky scent permeated his nose as he continued to suckle on the schlong.

Blair kept his head moving back and forth, no longer needing Victor’s encouragement. Victor moved his hands to his back and observed the display in front of him. He knew it would be easier to break Blair out of the two siblings; the Elf’s tighter body would also be far more satisfying to invade.

“That’s enough, now you may focus on my balls,” Victor commanded. He stepped backwards to allow his erection to fall out of Blair’s mouth and quickly flipped a switch that let the back of the chair fall backwards, forcing Blair onto his back. Victor walked up to the side of the Elf’s head dangled his testicles just above him. Blair didn’t waste time and began to lap at them. ‘Now lets see how friendly you’re feeling.”

Victor flipped another switch and suddenly Blair felt his arms were free. Blair wasn’t sure how strong he felt after being treated so roughly, so he decided to play it safe and continued to tongue Victor’s nutsack. He brought his hands into the mix too and stroked Victor’s shaft. In the meantime, the CEO turned his attention to Blair’s own prick.

“Goodness, with how much of a bottom bitch you are I assumed you’d be smaller,” Victor chuckled. “You treat it so cruelly Blair, but rest assured, I can treat it worse.”

But as Victor was mocking his victim, Blair was secretly lifting a small scalpel from across the room with his mind. As the sharp object focused on targeting Victor’s head, Blair found it harder and harder to focus on so many things at once.

Without another thought, he launched the scalpel across the room, but just before it hit, the surgical device went limp and fell to the ground. Blair stopped what he was doing and tired to roll away, but Victor was far too quick and grabbed the tiny elf by his neck.

“Nice try, but I’m always two steps ahead.”

“H-h-how?” Blair choked out as he felt his neck get squeezed tightly.

“Despite your small size, I know for a fact that you’re dangerously powerful Blair, more than most. You’re not the first subject I’ve had, so I created this little magic blocker.” Victor motioned to a small device that looked like an earpiece. “With this I can black out any long range magical abilities, you’d have to get close to get anything through.”

Victor smacked the elf on ass with a hard strike. Blair let out a short yelp before being roughly pressed against the metal table and being **** to raise his now sore booty straight in the air. Victor positioned himself over the smaller man and lined the head of his cock against Blair’s tight entrance.

“And while you’re in no position to get anything through me, I can get anything I want into you!”

“AHHHHHHHHH~”

Marty could hear Blair moaning loudly. He slowed his pace as he stepped out of the lift. He looked around and noted that he was in some sort of reception room before a laboratory. It was stylish and clean, with a white and red aesthetic. There was also a random staircase that seemed to lead to the roof.

The young man walked towards the door and took a peek to see what was happening. A large bald man in a white coat was fucking Blair on a table. The motion he moved in was like a piston moving in and out at a brutal speed. Looking closer, Marty could make out the large size of his cock, making his own look quite small in comparison, despite being at a pretty good size. Blair seemed to be in a state of both pain and pleasure, unable to escape from the man who was pinning him down.

For a moment, Marty imagined himself in that position. Bound and helpless and unable to do a thing as someone took complete advantage of him. He swore his mind was taunting him as he envisioned himself being held down, bent over a table and rammed into until he had no desire to resist. The loud wet slapping getting louder reminded him what he had to do. He just wasn’t sure how to achieve it.

He stepped through the doorway, keeping to the back of the man in the white coat. Marty positioned himself behind a table and scanned the room. To his left was a pipe that had been left on one of the lab tables, likely after a plumbing accident that hadn’t been fixed. To his right however, was a handgun. The man in the coat must have left it as he began to **** Blair. He had to grab one and hope that it would be enough to finish the large man in front of him.