Muscles In Trouble

DAN BAKO:

it was time to take the next step. the marine man had surely seen the video and might want to share his opinion. i sent him a nice suit for dinner and ordered him to arrive at 9 p.m. sharp. myself i was wearing a white silk shirt that buttoned up just above my stomach, showing off my ripped abs and strong chest. around my neck hung a pendant that i had specially made for this evening. three pearly white teeth were attached to a platinum ring, which stood out awesomely against my dark skin. i looked fucking stunning.

 but before the marine arrived, another man kept me company and entertained me. he wasn't dressed as nicely as the marine would, his clothes were in tatters, his shirt torn almost off his body. the man was certainly not presentable. his face was so badly beaten that his mother wouldn't have recognized him. but the evening was still young. i grabbed the man by the arm and bent it into an unnatural position behind his back. there was a loud crack as the arm came out of its socket. the man tried to scream in pain, but i covered his mouth with his sweaty shirt.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I looked at myself in the mirror, both in awe and in a quizzical way. The suit I was wearing fits me so well it felt weird. How can someone be able to size another man so well, and order a customized suit for him. Just the thought of DAN now made my body tense. I hated the guy. But I was in no position to object, at least not yet.

He sent me this dapper suit, I must admit and asked me to meet him for dinner at his own restaurant. What could he possibly want from me... and in public...? It felt weird.

So made my way to the location, parked my jeep. It felt weird there were no cars around, like the place was shut down or something. I shrugged it off and just as I was about to enter the restaurant, I heard a scream and then a pleading voice. The fuck was happening...? Another one of DAN's games with a poor guy?

 I swing the door open and thats exactly it...

DAN BAKO:

when the other arm of my new bitch came came out of the socket with even louder cracking sound than before, the waiter looked at me, but quickly turned his eyes away when I glared at him with my dark eyes. my new bitch wasn´t quite on the level of the marine man or some other of my bitches but has a nice ripped body and a face i would like to fuck some day if he survived. i ripped off his shorts and drilled my finger into his ass making his body to squirm as if he was dancing. and then i remembered the charming mateo who i kept close to my heart. marine man would just love that little detail. pulling out my fingers from his tight ass i grab his right leg with both of my hands. twisting the ankle sharp makes another cheerfully cracking sound. even the shirt stuffed into his mouth is not enough to make him shut up.

this is could be almost as a hard gym workout, i thought as the sweat rose to my skin. the man tried to crawl away when i captured his good leg as i stepped his right leg pinning it against the ground as i try to spread his entire leg. i cannot be thinking about the sound it could make, a leg breaking out from the hip socket. my cock got stiff just by the idea. and when it cracked i wasn´t disappointed. he was screaming for his life.

 i felt the familiar scent of perfume and turned to look backwards. "marine man! i told to arrive 9 pm sharp! ". i checked out the time from my golden rolex. it was 9 pm. sharp. "get out!", i shouted to the bitch on the ground. "you are staining the carpets!". i opened a bottle of champagne and sticked the cork into the bleeding man´s ass as I kicked him away. "go to your pit and wait for me to arrive". i turned back to you. "did you like the video i sent to you. let´s sit down and talk about it."

MUSCLE MARINE:

I watch, almost unaffected by what you are doing, as you take away the ability to walk of this poor man, and then plug his ass with the huge cork of the magnum bottle of champagne. As you sit on the chair, legs spread in a brazzen display, I cannot help but get angry and worked up on the inside when you mention the clip you sent me - that clip of you fucking Mateo and killing him.

I cannot help but be both amazed and irked by what I am seeing - a fucking alpha man with his legs spread wide open, displaying a massive bulge, ripped muscles under that tight silk shirt, even if I hate you, I have to admit you look hot. I also feel anger mixed with fear... what this man is capable of is now beyond what I could imagine. No one is able to stop him. But tonight, things will be different. I sit at the table, opposite from you. "You wanted me here. To talk... Now, talk."

DAN BAKO:

listening to your words i cannot help but have a smirk on my otherwise so serious face. "so marine man, tell me how did you like the little video i sent to you? was it entertaining? did it make you hard? did you jerk off watching it? mateo is so sexy and handsome, like an authentic movie star. that pearly white smile. isn´t it amazing?". as i talk to you my fingers are playing with a necklace between my dark pecs.

MUSCLE MARINE:

You barely give me space to answer you, badgering me with questions... until I notice you playing and fiddling with your necklace. It looks different than the silver chain you usually wear around your neck. I notice something weird about it, and then realize... these are not beads hanging from it. 'OH MY GOD... These are teeth...' My mind is reeling and I dont want to think its true. I am almost going to burst out in tears as you talk about my friend that you killed. Even I didnt have the heart to end his life... and I considered myself ruthless. I grab the table and squeeze hard, almost digging my fingers in the wood under the tablecloth.

"You killed him. What more can I say?" I throw the question back at you. Seeing the smirk on your face, I do now want to add to your joy and admit I came just by watching the clip. "But what has he done to you to do that to him? What have you gained?"

DAN BAKO:

judging by your body language you are losing your temper soon. just as i hoped. "do you think you could have helped him if you were there? don´t u think you already showed you are not worth of nothing as a fighter. as marine. i am sure they laughed you during your short career in marines, am i right", i laugh loud as the waiter pours some champagne for us. "i think it was better you weren't there. mateo's image of you would have collapsed just before he died. how well did you even know that little charmer? did you know how he was still dancing in his final moments, albeit unintentionally but very sexily. a toast to the mateo", i laugh and raise champagne glass in the air.

MUSCLE MARINE:

"Did you call me over just to mock me? Is that it? Or to gloat?" I grab knife for a second but then think it through. I may not be ready to fight you, but I so want to. I stab the knife into the table... "Mateo was a good guy. He didnt deserve this..." as you are still playing with your necklace... "Are these his?" Pointing at what is in your fingers, shaking my fingers over the table, almost in your face.

DAN BAKO:

 "i am happy to see you recognize them. they are more precious than normal pearls, aren´t they. it´s like mateo´s wide smile was still with us, don´t u think? but marine man, i have something for you too. i am sure you will just love it". taking my mobile phone out of my bag i make few clicks and turn the screen to you. "mateo sent you his last greetings ten minutes he so dramatically needed to leave us." you take the mobile in your hands and star watching the clips. "isn´t he charming?"

 i observe you reactions on your face as you start to watch the selection of clips on the mobile. your face it turning read, clearly annoyed, irritated as you watch mateo begging for me to fuck him, begging for his life. " put the volume higher to hear his masculine voice better". mateo is moving his hips in front of me with that charming smile on his face we all know. "Sir, let me be honest with you. I want you to fuck me again. You fuck so much better than MuscleMarine. I am with him for pity but you, Sir, you really make me leaks like nobody else. MuscleMarine. is useless as lover. Let me be your bitch. I want you Sir Dan!".

i keep on observing you and seeing how you are losing the self control any moment. "you haven´t seen these clips before? oh, you couldn´t since i cut them out from the video i sent to you. wanted to surprise you". i place my hand on your hand and you turn to look at me. "we both will miss him a lot. you know it was a pleasure for me to fight and kill him, he was without any doubt the best opponent i have had ever. a real challenge so far." i can understand you miss him.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Watching the cut-outs, I am boiling on the inside - not as much for his behavior and attitude as much as for what you have done. I always knew deep down that I could never fully tame that wild horse. But you... I think how one can get so low. I hold the phone in one hand almost crushing it as my other hand lays on the table grabbing the white cloth covering it. I can hear you mocking and laughing at me.

I suddenly look up from the phone. "You fucking bastard." I say slowly as I rise from my chair and lunge at you over the table. Throwing the phone at you, I pounce on you, wrapping my hands around your neck, and headbutting your face. "I will make you pay for even trying to make me look like a fool. I will no longer be yours to control." As we both fall over, and the chair under you breaks, I latch onto you tight and we roll on the floor. "You are dead. I will make you pay for every single one you killed. Revenge shall be sweet." I feel deep rage fill me.

DAN BAKO:

i cannot help it but feeling that deep rage of yours excites me more than anyone could imagine. my cock grows hard in my tight leather pants and you must feel it too when our bodies are grinding against each other. "marine man this is something i wanted to see, that i wanted to find in you. but is it enough?". we roll on the ground making chairs and tables around us falling down as the staff gathers around us. your head butt is not quite enough to break my nose but makes it bleeding. feeling the taste of my own blood in my mouth makes me just hornier. feeling the pure rage, the pure fury is a primal feeling I haven't felt in years. it takes me back in my memories to my youth, to the moment i saw you for the first time, to the moment why we're here for today. you and me. "just like then when you killed my family, the same rage!", i hiss as i lift my hands around your head, return your head butt slamming my forehead into your face as i clap my palms against your ears. "marine. you will fail again". i lick your face.

MUSCLE MARINE:

The feeling of your wet tongue on my cheek makes me let go of you instantly, disgusted. Your words also rattle my mind again. But the worst is you cracking my nose, returning my hits and more. I grab my head, as it is ringing, dazed, spinning. I feel like vomiting, pulling away from you. The waiters around form a circle, their face stoic, emotionless.

I step back, grabbing a cloth napkin from the nearby table and wipe my face from the tricking blood. As you get up slowly, smiling at me, I swallow hard. You ask the waiters to vacate and leave us alone, as I see you start unbuttoning the shirt under your pecs and peeling it. I peel the suit jacket off me and throw it onto a chair. "I have been waiting for so long for another chance to take you out. If you think I killed your sister and brother, I will gladly send you to join them."

DAN BAKO:

 i am not listening a word of what you say, of that crap that is coming out of your mouth. it´s more, i grab the napkin from your hand as i snap a tight hold of your throat pushing you against the table, folding you on it on your back as i stuff the napkin into your mouth. "oh shut up marine. i kind of hoped you had learned your lesson and yet here we go again". I move my face just few inches from you, still holding you down by your throat as i send my knuckles into your gut. "you never learn?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

Slammed hard onto the table, on my back, I don't hear what you say from the pain your fist just sent through me as you ram it hard in my gut. I cannot scream with the same bloodied napkin you stuffed in my mouth. I lift a leg and knee you in the head to force you off and away from me. As you let go, I regain my stand, lift a leg and spin kick you in the head. "You fucking asshole. Not this time." I rush at you, spear you in the gut and slam you to the massive bar on the other side of the restaurant, aiming your lower back to that chrome plated edge, trying to weaken you. I know how strong you are, and I need to slow you down.

DAN BAKO:

surprised by your sudden boost of energy, rage and fury my guard stays down for a moment and u manage to sink some precise and strong hits that send me across the room until the bar. i grunt but have minimum intention to show you the pain you manage to cause me. i wipe my face and straighten my back taking few steps forward, slowly as if i was thinking carefully of each one of them. "this is your way to show me your gratitude? big mistake bitch!". i rush forward and wrap my arms around your head bending your head forward as i jump up high and slam my knee into your face. "learn to show respect".

MUSCLE MARINE:

I make the mistake of pulling back a bit, and that's all it takes for you to jump and connect a knee to my head that you bring down with your two huge paws. Your knee connects with my nose, breaking it, and making more blood gush out. I fall backwards, hitting the hard floor, looking up at you as you smile down devilishly.

DAN BAKO

 i dont´t give you time to recover but swing to my left side and lift up my right foot aiming a nasty side kick into your gut.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I stop your leg, shove it back, and land a hook to your jaw, snapping your head to one side. I duck and spear you again in the gut, slamming your lower-back to the bar again. Dropping to one knee, I slide my arm between your legs and strike up, into your bulge. "Big guys always fall at the end."

DAN BAKO:

fights like this make me excited always. and cannot help it makes my cock stiff as ebony growing in my bulge. the timing was not just the best leaving my balls exposed for your dirty strike that hits the target precisely landing squarely into the bull´s eye. my mouth drops open and an involuntary sound gets out from my mouth as i collapse down onto my knees holding my groin with both of my hands, paralyzed.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I crawl back, half scared, remembering what you can do, and half filled with adrenaline. Getting to my feet, I grab my shirt and rip it open, making the buttons fly everywhere. I peel it off me, and remain in my tank top for a second, looking down at you moaning, not sure what to do. But then it hit me. I spin kick you in the head, taking you down, grab the bottle of champagne and take a large sip. Rushing into the kitchen through the swinging service doors, I grab a knife and rush to the back door of the restaurant.

DAN BAKO:

i see you running around nervous, trying to figure out how to act, what to do until finally you rush into the kitchen and disappear from sight. i try to get to my feet but the pain between my legs keeps me on my knees. "fuck, how the fuck did he surprise me?" my exasperation pumps adrenaline into my veins allowing me finally get to my feet and stagger to the kitchen. no sign of u! "where did he go?", i shout to the kitchen staff as they all are pointing the door to the back street. "he is a dead man!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

In the back alley, I bend over a barrel and using the sharp knife I grabbed from the kitchen, I try to stab myself in the shoulder where you previously inserted the micro-chip. Using your phone I nabbed from the table too, I open the camera and try to aim the tip of the knife in the right place. I can see the scar you left when you worked on it. Managing to cut the skin, I reach up with my other hand and, with great pain, dig out the chip. I manage to rip it from the lesions my flesh had formed around it. I smile and laugh as I hold it up. Turning around and straightening myself, I see the restaurant door to the back alley swing open and out flies one of the workers, unconscious, and you right behind him. You are huge, wide muscular, almost filling up the whole space of the door. My eyes follow the poor guy who just landed out cold on the gravel...

DAN BAKO:

and there you are, standing in the back alley. u must be really stupid not to run away while u still had the chance. no, u decided to stay around and show marine guys are not afraid of anything. but i will teach you how to be afraid, how to scare. "what the fuck were u thinking? u really thought fighting like girls could take me down. is that how u learned to fight in marines? you are pathetic!", i glare at you for a moment, "and what do you think will happen now?"

DAN BAKO:

"oh another think. the guy who came to save you, remember that fatty guy, well you know what? he begged me to kill you before i turned him into my bitch. don´t u see you are alone. your friends will die or turn into my bitches, worshiping me!", i laugh loud.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I see you walking slowly towards me, like you were not even touched earlier. 'How is that possible?' I think to myself. I turn to the barrel, grab the knife and threaten you with it. "You get closer, I will cut you. Stay back." But it doesn't seem to phase you.

DAN BAKO:

 with a sharp knife in your hand, you point it at me. “ha! i thought marine man always fought without weapons. wasn't your motto always that you are the weapon? i guess you don't even trust your own abilities anymore,” i laugh sarcastically and take a bottle glinting in the trash can, smashing it against the edge of it. “i could slit your throat with this! - but i won´t”. i throw the bottle at the wall behind you and it shatters into a thousand pieces, distracting you just enough to send my quick side kick that strikes the wrist of your knife-wielding hand with such force it flies out of your hand and onto the ground. my next kick isn't aimed at your wrist, but at the bulge in your tight pants, knocking you to your knees in an instant. “i can fight dirty too.”

MUSCLE MARINE:

 The tip of your booted foot connects with my bulge, sending a jolt through me, and making me drop to my knees in pain. I howl and scream as I try to pull backwards. I realize the knife is not in my grip anymore. How were you so fast? I look up, stunned, as I see you walk slowly towards me, cracking your knuckles and rolling your shoulders. You bounce your pecs and roll your abs, in a display of power. I feel things are not going to go well for me again. But I get to my feet, rubbing my bulge as I stumble back, until I feel the concrete wall behind me.

DAN BAKO:

"u have no idea what have you done, do u? u have woken up a beast who is hungry, who wants to eat his pray. that´s u". i grab my bulge too, show you the outline of my giant anaconda. my voice is calm. if there were any emotions in it before, it´s all gone. my steps are determined, slow as i get closer to you. "let´s feed the beast then". before i end my sentence my knee is already on it´s way into your exposed, now naked gut while my eyes are fixed into your eyes. i feel your abs enveloping around my kneecap as it cuts it way deep inside your body. you fold receiving my hard uppercut into your mouth.

MUSCLE MARINE:

Pain shoots through me horizontally, slicing me, and then an uppercut to my jaw, snapping it shut. My teeth hurt as they snap hard to each other. Me head tilts back as I slam into the wall behind me. I see stars, but try to shake my head to clear my mind. I try a hook to your jaw, connecting with a sickening thud. I see your head snap to one side hard, but I also hear you chuckle.

DAN BAKO:

i crack my neck from side to side and rub my jaw with my hand as i laugh. it´s not the laugh i have normally, it´s a laugh of a maniac. my eyes sparkling as i straighten my body and aim my elbow into your temple while my knee connects with your darkening gut. "marine, you make the beast so hungry", i hiss as i take a step backwards just to aim a swinging kick into your gut - again.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I manage to dodge that kick, shoving your leg away as I side-step. My gut on fire, and I feel I want to vomit. "Fuck you. Not this time. You will go down." I take a deep breath and lunge at you, aiming a fist to your chest. I land hard, but you don't even budge. I look up, stunned. I pull back and try again to your gut, but again, my fist lands with a loud thud but no effect. I see my knuckles go in, but instantly be pushed out as your abs harden when you flex them. I swallow hard. "What the fuck?"

DAN BAKO:

"is that what they taught to you in marines? to fight like girls?", i mock you as i grab you by your fist when it lands on my abs. my fingers wrap around it crushing the fine bones of your hand as i fold you arm until you go down to your knees in front of me. "remember this from the last time we played?", i chuckle with a serious look on my face. "look at me, when i talk to u, faggot", still holding your fist trapped in my squeezing grip. my free hand playing for a moment with the necklace on my chest. "your teeth are not good enough for another necklace but maybe we find something else." i let the necklace and grab you by your hair aiming my knee into your face.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I strike the wrist of your crushing hand with my other hand, clawing at your veins, and squeezing them, forcing you to let go before you can crush my digits. And then aim a hard fist to your bulge that is at my eye level now. "Fuck you. I learned since then." I bounce up to my feet, and headbutt your face. "Maybe your teeth would look better with that traitor's." I lunge at you, and try to grab your neck tight and wrap my fingers around it. We both fall to the gravel, interlocked.

DAN BAKO:

i wasn't wrong about you, i knew you had something the other bitches didn't have. i had seen you years ago in Uganda where you executed with your bare hands several skilled fighters. but it´s even more than that. you are learning, learning to use my moves, learning to dodge them and now you are fucking top of me, strangling me with a rage i haven´t seen in you before. i need to act fast or you will leave me out of the game in some fucking back alley. instead of trying to pull your hands away from my throat i use it for my advantage. your hands are occupied as i lift mine in both side of your head and clap your ears hard, ringing them with all my strength. and when your hold of my throat loosens i aim my forehead into your face trying to break your nose. i can see the surprise in your eyes when i hit my elbows into your sides probably snapping some of your ribs.

MUSCLE MARINE:

 Suddenly the world around me spins and my eyes flutter as I hear a sharp ringing in my ears. It pierces through my head like a skewer. My arms loosen their tight grip and before I can roll away, your elbows slam at my side, blocking me, and I hear a loud snap on one side, confirming a broken rib. I scream, wail and roll away from you with a profusely bleeding nose.

I grab it and click it in place, but the pain in my side is unbearable. Curling up in a fetus position, I try to roll myself away from you as I watch you flip up to your feet and stand tall, flexing your rippling muscles... for no one. I look up and notice you getting hard in those leather pants - that monster cock is snaking its way next to your thigh... I know it, I have seen it, I have felt it. And now is not the time to experience that again. As I cough... "Get away from me. Dont come closer. Enough BAKO..." Trying to sound confident.

DAN BAKO:

"too late marine man. u woke up the sleeping beast and now he wants his pray. there is nothing or no one could stop him", i mumble with slow quiet but threatening words as i rub my shaft through my tight pants knowing you are observing each of my moves. i lift up my arms and take a fighting stance while I approach you sending left and right hooks towards your body, forcing you to back off until i block you to the wall and fire a barrage behind you, focusing my punches to your gut. "show me marine man, are you a pussy or are you a man?"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I have no choice but to take your hits as you trap me as soon as I get to my feet. My back to the concrete brick wall, your fists land hard, brutal, destroying my abs that only recently healed from your first work-over you had on me. I try to tighten them to resist, but soon, your fists land hard and dig in deep. I fold over your fist. However, I manage soon enough to stop your incoming fist and shove you back, making space between us... enough to step forward, and lifting a leg, kick you in the side. That is what my weakened body will allow me now - and I need to find a way to weaken you to get out of this fight... alive. My kick lands hard on your shoulder, but with no much effect.

DAN BAKO:

 you are resilient, showing no intentions to surrender, to give up. instead you go for a kick. what a stupid thing to do. as soon as you have your leg straight approaching probably my mid section i step backwards, snap a grab of your ankle holding your leg tight as i strike my knee into it. your eyes tell me i got you good when we both can hear that loud cracking sound when your tibia breaks.

MUSCLE MARINE:

My eyes go wide... I cannot believe what just happened. The worst, and the most unexpected. My kicks are usually very fast, rapid and unstoppable. This guy easily stopped, grabbed it and returned a hit that... "fuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkkkk arrrrrrrrrrrgghghhhhhhhhhhh. My leg..... my kneeeee......." With incredible speed, you step back, grab my leg, and pulling it taught, you lift your knee and slam it to it. My leg had only one way to go, against its natural angle and it easily snaps. 'How can anyone be so strong? So fast? And so cruel?' I think as I collapse to the floor, unable to stand anymore. I crawl, holding my knee and howling from the pain of my broken leg. "You fucking bastard."

DAN BAKO:

"where the fuck u think you are going? we have some unfinished business to deal, marine man". i follow you, your miserable attempt to get some distance between us as i reach down and grab you by your wrist. "marine, need to confess u something. you make my anaconda hungry and i am sure u agree with me; we must feed it". i bend your arm backwards, too far for any join to handle, totally unnatural position. "i need to go further?". i don´t wait for your answer but yank your arm out of the socket. "this reminds me of us. remember. we had so good time"

MUSCLE MARINE:

Reaching for my hand as i try to hold myself on all threes now, my broken leg stretched out as I try to crawl away, you grab me by my wrist and feel you pull it backwards. I turn around to follow the motion of my arm being pulled, trying to tug it out of your grip. But you land your other hand on my shoulder blade and push down. I feel you place my palm on your bulge, and make me stroke it, up and down, along the length of your cock, making me feel how big it is. Talking things to remind me of our first time. But then, the pain of you snapping my elbow, wrist and two of my fingers is far worse and clouds my mind. I scream, wail and fall back in a heap on the floor, shaking all over, trembling now like a leaf. "No more. No more. Please. Mercy."

DAN BAKO:

 suddenly i stop. i don´t want to kill you. i still need u. "very well then, marine man. but we need still to feed the beast, to feed the anaconda", i chuckle with emotionless face. i squat down and shove one of my arms between your legs as my other hand wraps around your neck lifting your body above my shoulders as if i had you in a torture rack. "let´s go back to finish our dinner. the anaconda is hungry". i carry you to the restaurant door and into the dining room as i throw your body on the red carpet. "we' better get straight to dessert, don´t you agree?". i squat down and undo the buttons of your trousers and pull them off your legs, leaving you completely naked on your back. "you know you're special, right? and that´s why you are still alive. now i want u to remember my sister."

MUSCLE MARINE:

All I do all this time is moan from the pain, unable to compute what you are saying to me. It feels like you are talking alone, as my mind is reeling, in a numb state. I am on repeat when the only words coming out of my mouth is "please. mercy. please. mercy..." like a broken record. I shake all over as you manhandle me over your shoulders and walk me back into the restaurant past all your employees in the kitchen. As we arrive to the main dinning hall, alone, you slam me on my back to the floor, and strip me naked, ripping the pants off me. I feel you grab my legs and pull them wide open, and start pushing them backwards, my hips and pelvis on fire now.

DAN BAKO:

and then it happens. the beast gets out and takes over as i pull down my pants and throw then away. our eyes meet for a short moment as i block your legs under my knees pinning your arms down to the floor with your own thighs. your back is stretched to it´s limits. i place my hands around your throat and snap a firm grip of it, almost strangling you as my black anaconda sniffs his meal. rubbing your marine hole he get impatient and with one single thrust breaks his way into your tight, scared ass. there is nothing sensual here, nothing sexy even. it is pure moment of feeding, taking what is mine, marking you for the rest of your life as i rape you, breaking your ass.

MUSCLE MARINE:

I have no time to react, fight back to try to stop you, or even say anything... I find myself pinned down. Pinned is not what I would call it, since there is absolutely no way to move, nowhere to go as you use your weight on top of me. You push me down hard, my legs nailed to the floor as I feel your knees grind into my hamstrings. I have never been in a situation similar to this. I am immobile now and really worried. But that too is not enough to describe what I am feeling inside as your massive cock pushes at my hole and violently pops, rips and stretches me wide open. My tight taint, which just recently healed and took back its normal size is now being widely opened. I shake all over, but you got me down and tight. Your hands on my throat prevent me from even talking or screaming. I can only let out low moans of pain rather than pleasure as I feel your pole reach deep into me, and fill every width of me. This feels worse than the last time you fucked me, far worse - its like your cock is now bigger, thicker, harder... as I can't even bend, twist or fold with its length all in me. Is this the end for me?

DAN BAKO:

then it happens, the magic. we stop being two individual turning into one flesh, one churning flesh as drill my thick beast everywhere inside you. you make me moan too, it´s like a duet of lust where i don´t have anymore the acknowledgement of our bodies. we are one meat, beast and his prey. my hips keep on hitting your exposed hole, my giant cock head impaling that sweet spot inside your bleeding canal. your cock is growing hard on your abs, entering between your pecs. you are literally stroking your own cock with your chest, leaking into that crack between them. i am in heaven, or in hell. you are better than i dared to imagine. and then, then something happens and your body begins to shake uncontrollably under me. i aim few intentional hits to your prostate as i see it happening. you shoot a massive, abundant load of thick white cum into that crack between your pecs covering your bruised chest and abs with your generous marine cream. "yes, that´s my whore. that´s how i call you now!"

MUSCLE MARINE:

I look up, eyes wide open, both in horror and in awe of this man making me his toy, using me and I cannot do anything to stop him. I shake, my body tightens and the pain that comes with that almost kills me, makes me cry out loud. My muscles tightening makes the pain in my broken arm and leg greater but I cannot stop what is happening to me. My ass tightens around your cock and you understand what is about to happen. I am scared as I see my cock-head pointing at me, through my pecs. My eyes say everything 'What the fuck you doing to me?' as I can't stop it anymore and I explode, gushing load after load all over my battered chest, my pecs, my neck and onto my face. Its unlike any orgasm I have ever had, far worse, almost draining me. "Why? How?" I whimper and a tear trickles down my cheek...

DAN BAKO:

"shhhh. don´t spoil the moment. it´s not over yet. i have much more for you, faggot marine. don´t u see you like to be treated as whore. yes! that´s what you are a whore", i hiss as i keep on fucking your ass violently, driven by something primal, it´s not rage, it´s not fury, it´s as if it was a revenge. then all of the sudden i stop, pull out my cock from your bleeding , leaking ass and stay watching you for a moment.

i let your legs get down and turn you on your stomach as i climb on your back driving my cock into your ass. now there is no resistance, no fighting back. i enter deep inside you, i would say almost into your gut as wrap my arm around your neck. i feel your body shaking probably for anticipation of something final. "whore, relax. i might let u live". saying this get up to my feet pulling you with me until i have you on your legs, my cock nailed deep inside you, throbbing, expanding. "i want to let you experience something new."

MUSCLE MARINE:

I am scared now, being manhandled like I weigh nothing. You easily flip me, spear me again, only this time, you lift me up on my toes, my broken leg barely holding me. The only thing keeping me up is your cock deep in me. I shake all over as you mock me and talk to me, telling me about making em experience something new. "Huh? What?" As I feel my body tense, my ass quivering and pulsating around your invading cock. 'What is this guy capable or more than what he has already done?' I think to my self. I can't turn to face you, I can't fight back. "Please. I beg you. Don't..."

DAN BAKO:

"don´t you worry marine whore. i won´t let u fall down. my hungry beast will make sure you will stay on your feet. trust him. he wants more", i whisper into your ear as i shove my cock tightly into your ass. you can feel it almost carrying your weight as i shove my arm above your shoulder until i reach your ripped abs from behind. "feel my warm hand on your skin, feel how it is caressing your nipples?". then i stop for a moment. "my gift to you, i will let you experience it now". my hand on your chest balls into fist. i move it few inches from your pecs as i thrust my hips forward drilling my cock deeper than ever before. my fist impacts hard your heart spot, twisting it as i erupt with pressure the white thick load of predator into your churning ass. "marine, you are my bitch. you are my property".

MUSCLE MARINE:

Your words suddenly become smooth, calm, and low, as if a whisper, only adding to the ominous aura of the situation. Sounds very threatening as I feel your cock inside me push deeper. Your arms wrap around me and what happens next is so fast... I just see you balling up your fist an inch from my chest and... 'bam', a loud slam to my chest. What a weird heart-punch... and everything starts spinning. My chest on fire, in pain, and I feel my throat fill with blood and I have to spit it to breathe. "Wh....a....?" Is all I can manage as I feel your cock explode deep in me and fill me up with your hot load. I slump almost instantly, my body going limp, only hanging on your cock lodged inside me and still hard.

I drop to the floor in a heap as you slide your cock out of me. I slump down, out cold.

DAN BAKO:

staring at u for a moment i find my pants and wear them packing my giant cock back under the soft leather. i turn to my staff. "thank you for your service tonight. i leave you this meat here. have fun with it, enjoy it. it´s on the house". i take my mobile and send you a message: "change your status. from today on you are DAN´s WHORE". without turning to look back i step out and close the door behind.

Illustrations by MuscleMarine

Published: 2025-06-20, viewed 190 times.