Dr. Davis continued to fuck Major Keith Kerry for over an ho..

Dr. Davis continued to fuck Major Keith Kerry for over an hour. The former alpha marine was delirious as he was made to cum several times. His eyes had rolled back into his head as he moaned and groaned. Each time the doctor came inside him Major Kerry became more and more his slave. “Tell me about the men under your command,” the doctor asked as he thrusted deep inside the Major’s stretched, wet hole for the fourth time. Major Kerry began to freely give out information on each team member. All concerns about his teammates’ security and safety were gone. All he could think about was pleasing the doctor so he can continue to get fuck. While fucking the Major the doctor decided that his next target was lieutenant Riley O’Brian, the red hair Irish muscle god. The Major described him as an arrogant man whore, slut who like to fuck any woman he saw. The Seals like to patronize a bar just outside the base called Rosie’s. It was a popular place for the single Seals to score with base bunnies, women who tried to hook hot military studs. The doctor shot his final load into the major’s ruined pussy as he developed his plan for the alpha Seal. He then made the major lick his cock clean before sending him on his way. Every Friday evening after training, the seal team heads toward Rosie’s to blow off some steam and pick up some hot pussy. Even the guys that weren’t single were often accompanying their single buddies and picked up the easy women that flirted with them. Rosie’s was a typical bar with loud music and loud people. The large u-shaped bar dominated the center of the room with two pool tables to the right area of the bar and tables placed around the establishment. The place definitely has a country western feel to it, with all the jeans, boots, and flannel the patrons were wearing. The doctor stood out with his dress shirt, pants and tie as he arrived with Major Kerry. Kerry was acting like the obedient puppy as he fletched them beers while Davis took a seat at a table that gave him a view of the establishment. He took in the Major’s nice plump ass and wide back in the jeans and flannel shirt while Kerry stood at the bar. The doctor smirked as the female bartender flirted with the major. The doctor couldn’t blame the slut as he admired the thick thighs stretching the jeans legs. He remembered how good Kerry’s thighs looked on his shoulders or pulled up to the Major’s chest while the doctor fucked him. No one at the bar could notice through the jeans that the Major was wearing a jockstrap under them with a cock cage and a buttplug firmly placed tight up his ass. The plug securely kept the doctor’s latest load he deposited up the marine’s ass just an hour ago, from leaking out. Dr. Davis had no problem spotting O’Brian at one of the pool tables. The 6’3, 245lbs redhead marine was hard to miss. He was bent over the pool table to make a shot. The veins in his large forearms were clearly visible from across the bar. His intense gaze was focused as he aimed the pool stick up with the ball and made his shot. O’Brian stood up and gave a cocky smile as he watched three balls go into the corner pocket. The doctor could sense the younger man’s confidence from where he sat. A big breast bimbo, in a too short skirt and a blouse that was tied up under her oversized breast to show off her stomach, jumped out of the stool and wrapped her arms around his tall, wide shoulders. She was acting like he was her boyfriend even though she had approached him only half an hour ago. She was hoping to land the tall marine, but the Doctor was going to make sure she would never have a chance. The sleeves of the blue t-shirt O’Brian was wearing was stretched tight over his large biceps as he hugged the slut back. The vascular veins were bulging as he held her. He was planning to get lucky again tonight. His jeans were tight around his powerful long legs and proudly displayed his muscular tight ass and a large bulge in front. The two local men that O’Brian had just beaten at pool weren’t happy that they had lost the game and money on it but neither man was going to fight the muscular marine over it. They just went off toward the bar, pouting over their lost money. Major Kerry returned to the doctor’s table with three large mugs of beers and sat them on the table. “Very good,” the doctor pulled out a small bottle from his pocket and poured half of the contents into one of the mugs. “Now, take his one to Riley,” the doctor instructed and handed the Major the drugged beer. “Yes, sir,” the Major was so eager to please his master. He couldn’t wait to get out of there and have the cockcage and buttplug removed so he could once again feel the pleasure of having the doctor’s cock back in his ass. Major Kerry took O’Brian’s and his own mug over to the pool table. The doctor continued to sit and watch from his vantage point. The lieutenant seemed surprised as the Major offered him the mug of beer but the masculine Seal didn’t turn it away and consumed half of the beer in one gulp. The two Seal warriors talked for a while as they finished their beers and began a new game of pool, the cheap whore was quickly forgotten. The doctor flagged down a waitress and ordered two more beers. The skinny, middle aged waitress paused as she noticed that he didn’t even touch his first one, but shrugged her shoulders and went off to get the beers. The doctor knew that it was going to take a lot more to break O’Brian and reduced him into a mindless empty shell. His ego was too large to be broken so easily. The doctor watched O’Brian make another shot and made it without any problems. The base bunny was jumping up and down and once again threw her arms around his neck. She could barely reach her arms around him and had to stand on her heels’s toes and have him lean forward, as she kissed his masculine, chisel left cheek. When the other mug arrived at the table, the doctor emptied the remaining of the tiny bottle into one of the beers and then got up, carrying the beer mugs over to the pool table. O’Brian looked surprised when the middle aged stranger approached them with three beers in hand. “Riley, this is Dr. Davis, he does consulting for the base and come handy recommended by the brass,” the Major eagerly introduced the doctor. “What kind of doctor are you,” O’Brian took the doctor’s hand and shakes it. His grip was firm and always bone crusting. “I’m a psychologist,” the doctor smiled as O’Brian took the drugged beer. “Oh, a shirk,” O’Brian laughed and drank the beer. The doctor couldn’t help admiring the tall marine. He was more beautiful close up, with his masculine chisel features and thick, powerful muscles. As planned the Major missed his shot and it was O’Brian’s turn again. As he leaned over to aim the pool stick at the white ball, the doctor couldn’t help but check out how the jeans hugged his full muscular ass. The doctor couldn’t wait to strip the jeans off him and ravish that alpha’s ass. O’Brian remained leaning forward longer than usual. He was feeling the effects of the drugs now, finding it harder to focus on the balls in front of him. He made his shot but missed. He stood straight and found himself feeling unsteady. “You ok, O’Brian,” Kerry asked as he moved to take his turn. Shaking his head to try to clear it, “yeah, I’m fine.” He was too macho and tough to admit he was wasted after just two beers. He almost missed the stool as he tried to sit down by the doctor. “Are you sure,” the Doctor put his arms around the larger man’s waist to support him. The lieutenant’s waist felt so firm and tight. “Yeah, finnee,” O’Brian slurred his speech. “I can take him home, mean back to his place,” the base bunny spoke up. “No he's fine,” Kerry replied as he missed his shot. “I don’t think he is in any condition to leave with anyone,” the Major’s voice grew intimidating as he shot a look toward the woman. The slut got the hint and moved away. She gave O’Brian one last look over her shoulder. “Too bad he can’t hold his beer,” she mumbled before moving on to another marine sitting at the bar. O’Brian stood up but soon found himself unable to stand. He was about to fall forward when the doctor and Major grabbed him. “Wo, there. Take it easy,” the Doctor braced him. His hands moved up under O’Brian’s shirt to steady him. The marine’s body felt so hard and warm. “I think we better get him back to the base,” the doctor smiled at the Major. “Yes, sir,” Kerry responded as they both helped O’Brian out of the bar. The Major had his right arm wrapped around his subordinate’s muscular waist while O’Brian’s left arm was draped over his shoulders. The doctor reached over and placed his hand on Riley’s thick neck and turned the ring. The needle injected into the flawless skins. O’Brian mumbled something before his eyes rolled back into his head. The doctor kept his hand on the marine’s neck and the needle injected into the thick muscles as they carried O’Brian out to Davis’s waiting SUV. By then O’Brian was like dead weight as they struggled to get him into the back seat. When they had the muscular marine in the car, the doctor got in beside him and Major Kerry got into the driver seat. As Kerry started the car and pulled out, the doctor put his arm around O’Brian’s shoulders and pulled him toward him until the straight marine’s head was resting against him. O’Brian was looking up at him with dazed, confused eyes. His huge ripped muscles, useless. The doctor pulled out a small pill and placed it toward the marine’s mouth, “open wide.” O’Brian was too out of it to protest and opened his mouth. The doctor popped the pill into the marine’s mouth. “Good, now swallow. It's ok, you can trust me. It's going to feel so good when you trust me and obey,” the doctor whispered as he stroked O’Brian’s red hair.