Marine test subject 2 Dr. Murray knelt on the cot in the ma..

Marine test subject 2 Dr. Murray knelt on the cot in the marine lieutenant’s quarters holding Lt. Westbrook’s muscular legs as he slammed in and out of the sexy marine’s manhole. The marine was in pure ecstasy as the doctor plowed in and out of his hole. It's been a week since the Doctor first used his invention on the commanding officer of the secret black ops facility. He had turned the hard nose, tough alpha marine into an obedient submissive fuck toy. Westbrook was whimpering and moaning in pleasure as the older man pounded his prostate over and over. The marine’s cockiness and tough facade was gone along with his body hair as he became nothing more than a fuck slave. The once tight lipped marine willingly devarged all the classified information he had as the doctor fucked deep inside him. “So when will this surprise review be,” the doctor asked as he thrusted hard into the marine pussy. “Ohh, aw, next Tuesday. The general and his staff will arrive Tuesday,” Westbrook moaned. “Do you know of any one on the general’s staff,” the doctor pulled out and back into the marine pussy. “Yes. Jake. Fisch. Friends from boot. Camp,” Westbrook grunted between the doctor’s thrusts into him. “Interesting, now tell me about the drone patrols along the base,” the doctor reached out and wrapped his fist around the marine’s 6”cock between the smooth thick thighs. “Oh, ah, yes, master,” Westbrook arched his back off the cot. The two dozen marines stationed at the classified base were going about doing their assigned duties. It was getting quite boring for those fit younger men. Their primary duty was to guard the top secret experiments that were being conducted at the base. To pass their time, the marines would workout on their hard bodies. Dr. Murray was impressed how many attractive men were all assigned to the same unit. Unbeknownst to them, they were about to be a part of the experiments. Private Mano was leaving his quarters to head to his shift at the communications building. He had just finished a hard intense workout with two other privates. He was feeling pumped. He was about to enter the communication building when Lt. Westbrook emerged from the building. Mano saluted his superior officer. He doesn’t like the lieutenant much. Westbrook was a commission officer and was tough as nails. Mano and many others at the base thought him to be standoffish. He was surprised to see the commanding officer coming out of the building so early. “Sir, is there anything I can help you with,” Mano asked. “No, no private,” Westbrook was acting nervous. Mano grew embarrassed, but also tried to hide a smile, when he noticed the bulge in the lieutenant’s pants. The marine lieutenant obviously had a hardon. Suddenly there was a humming sound in the air. Mano looked up and saw one of the advanced experimental drones hovering close to them. The operation of those drones were highly classified and the codes for them were secured in the communications. “Lieutenant, sir, what . . .” Mano suddenly felt so relaxed as all thought faded from his mind. Murray was pleased as he made his way through the base. The marines throughout the base either stood emotionlessly without thinking or laying on the ground passed out. His program was being transmitted throughout the base reducing the strong marines into mindless slaves. Murray was pleased when he found Westbrook standing beside private Mano. The doctor was impressed by the muscle bound marine as he stood emotionlessly. He took in the large muscles stretching the uniform and the bulging veins that ran through his arms. Westbrook and Mano were truly the most beautiful men on the base. The small scientists took the two muscles bound in with his eyes. “Lieutenant, undress the private,” Murray ordered. Without question, the lieutenant turned and began to undo Mano’s uniform shirt. As he removed the camie shirt, Mano green t-shirt was like molded to his muscular upper body. His body was perfect. Westbrook continued to undress his subordinate. Mano stood at attention as he was stripped out of his pants. His blue boxer briefs were tight around his thick thighs and proudly displayed his large bulge. “Private Mano, you will obey me completely. You live to serve and obey. The more you obey the more aroused and turn on you become. You understand, marine.” The doctor reenforced his control over the muscular marine by feeling up his huge pecs in the tight shirt. The barely touch of his master took Mano deeper under his control. “Yes master,” the marine responded. “Good, now lieutenant, train your marine how to properly service his master,” the doctor opened his pants, “Yes, sir,” Westbrook replied. Soon both marines were naked and on their knees. Westbrook was guiding the inexperienced Mano in taking Murray’s cock. They were soon sharing and taking turns with his cock into their mouths. Murray looked down at their broad shoulders and thick layered muscles as their heads bobbed up and down on his cock. He felt so pleased. He had an entire base under his control. By the time the general will arrive, Murray would have every hard body marine trained as perfect obedient slaves.