Prisoners of War – Enemy Within
#19 of Prisoners of War (BDSM/Chastity Themes)
Prisoners of War - Enemy Within
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"That's fucking it," stated Gantan, when he kicked off the covers and stood up from the bed, tall, broad-shouldered lion in his golden, bare butt glory with his tail swinging in an expansive angle behind him while he took to his feet, "I need to take a piss now, or I'll burst."
It was Sardo's time to shrug, as he too got out of the bed. His own erection was perfectly stiff and even managed to swing around a little while he followed the lion into the bathroom cubicle on one side of their little cell. The movement caused a minimum amount of stimulation, considering that the device covering his device was practically skintight and allowed for very little friction between its interior and his own skin and flesh.
Gantan was already standing in front of the toilet and making strange noises by the time Sardo reached him and assumed his usual, nonchalant position behind him, from where he could manipulate the lion's genitals and his sheath cover so that he could relieve himself with minimum extra discomfort due to the tiger's proximity.
"Okay - " Sardo already began to speak and his paw was on its way to the lion's sheath when he stopped.
The lion hissed between his teeth. His erection was well visible through the transparent surface of the sheath device, pressing into its unyielding walls unpleasantly while a further discomfort brewed inside his body as well. Sardo's paw, which had been on its way to grab the base of the device to open it, landed on the lion's hip instead and caused his thick tail to swat against the tiger's hip heavily.
"Shit," Gantan muttered and avoided the tiger's eyes.
"What, still?" questioned Sardo.
"You can see it, don't you?" the lion chortled. "I can't wait anymore, I have to do this now."
"How do you propose to do this?" Sardo asked.
"Didn't you ever fucking piss through a boner?" Gantan retorted. "Need to pull down and bend and - damn it!"
"That's the ticket, but...you think we can do that now, like this?"
"What choice do we - oh crap!" Gantan had turned about to speak to the tiger to give his question, but then he saw the state Sardo was in, and his countenance darkened even further while spying upon his superior officer's groin.
"You've seen it before," Sardo sounded less affected, almost resigned to the fact. "It doesn't do anything. It's just there. I'm the same as you when it comes to these mornings."
"Shouldn't it have gone down by now?" the lion sounded almost despairing at the fact that both of them were equally aroused.
"Well it doesn't exactly work on command does it?" said the tiger calmly. "I did try to think other things and chat with you and everything, but it seems to refuse to obey my attempts at ignoring it!"
"Oh I bet that shithead is just enjoying that!" Gantan growled. "But I just can't wait anymore for this to go down or I'm gonna not like it!"
Sardo glanced about, as if he was looking for the hidden cameras they knew were there somewhere, but his eyes fixed onto something else entirely.
"How about you try a cold shower?" he said. "Shock it away."
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The General's private bedchamber reeked of sweat, musk and cum, in that particular order, perhaps, considering that the strong-scented pearly fluid now covered his fingers, his knuckles and a good part of his belly as well in white streaks that mingled with his usual fur tone. His muscled belly heaved up and down from the rapid breathing rhythm he had worked himself into via the heated stroke of his paw over his swollen cock. He had tried to edge himself, keep the inevitable from happening too quickly, but the temptation had come up quickly and the General's self control simply waned away.
His orgasm might have been over, but he remained firm in his slick grasp while he tried to catch his breath properly.
"I can't wait anymore!"
For a flash, Rei even considered telling the house to ensure that the shower in the cell could only provide warm water, to make sure that the lion's plot to reduce his arousal would not work. Even if he had managed to souse himself in frigid water, the cage around his member would be sure to attempt its best to maintain the erection with external stimulation.
"You could turn on the shower, I could open the thingy and you can do your business in there when the water goes on," Sardo explained his plan to the antsy lion.
"Yeah, right!" yelped Gantan.
"Oh I dare you..." smirked Rei, his voice as full of sex as the air in the room surrounding him. The idea of the two, with their bodies wet, forced to press and rub together while touching one another nearly unwillingly.
He scooped some of his cum from his belly and slurped at the finger that carried the pearly nectar onto his tongue. The deep tang mixed with his saliva and spread into a pleasant melange of musk that entertained both his sense of smell and taste as much as the sense of feeling, of the slick substance over his tongue for further enjoyment. The white tiger was purring openly by now, with no ears to hear him, he felt no sense of self-consciousness at such a sensual act while he laid there on his bed, covered in his own cum - and tasting it - and staring at the two men arguing about just what to do next.
"If only you'd let me help..." the white tiger muttered, smacking his lips.
He could still taste the potent cum.
There was a way he could help, indirect as it was. Since their erections were connected into his own, by allowing his own ardor to subside he would also allow the two to relax as well, and lose the...tumescence that was a result of the synchronization program working its effects on them.
Rei's cock twitched in his lazy grip at the very notion. He just wanted to see them aroused, needy, how the very sexual energy would flow out of them, trying to find any possible conduit to escape in the hopes of getting rid of the tension that was slowly driving their minds into confusion.
Or he could just release them...reduce the synchronization and let them return to normal. Or he could just hit the 'MAX STIMULATION' control and get it all out of them in a single, remarkable pouring of masculine energy and hopefully the seed that had been gathering for days and weeks, most likely.
No.
He couldn't do that to them, not when they had gone this far in. Having to start it all over again seemed like a cruel thing to do, and he would never want to be cruel to these two. They had given their lives for their nation, in its service, and their stretch of bad luck in becoming prisoners of war gave the General no moral right to impose even more suffering on them.
"Nothing cruel..." spoke Rei, into the musty room.
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"Come on, now, it's starting to fucking hurt!" Gantan huffed to the lion. "Or are you the one getting queasy now?"
Sardo gave his fellow inmate a blunt look and pointed at his own firm erection, briefly.
"I'm just wondering if you're going to do the same to me if this isn't going down in the near future," the tiger said.
The lion bared his teeth.
"I'll fucking shake it for you as long as you give me a paw now or I'll soil myself!" the lion mreowwed. He was starting to sound truly desperate.
"Alright, alright!"
The lion moved into position by the can, followed by the tiger whom moved behind him. The motions were familiar from their routine of doing this same thing several times every day, though the circumstances were different now. Sardo grew more than aware of the fact that his erection pressed against the lion's firm rump, and he was about to put his fingers around Gantan's similarly stiff member while trying to help him in his pressing issue.
"Okay, just open the thing and I'll try to...aim it," Gantan harrumphed. "Got it?"
The tiger bit the bullet and moved his fingers into position. He wasn't entirely sure just how much of the sensation transferred through the cage into the lion's swollen flesh, but the lion did seem to stiffen, throughout his body, at the feeling of the touch.
"Got it," Sardo announced somewhat redundantly. There really was no mistake of what he was doing.
"Okay..."
The tiger squeezed, and the top of the strange device parted from its usual seamless state. The release allowed Gantan's erection to spring out two inches from the confines of the device, where it had been forced to remain, incredibly engorged and almost painful in its locked up state. Now it had all the freedom it could need, to grow as long and firm as it naturally did, and it throbbed so hard that Sardo could easily feel it around the base, even through the rest of the device that still kept the lion in check.
"What are you going to do now?" Sardo asked.
"Pull it down and bend over to...do whatever it has to do to start it!" the lion answered to the question. "I told you what I'm going to do, you just try to...keep still!"
"Alright," said Sardo.
Gantan slammed his paw against the wall above the john and leaned forward, back muscles rippling while he assumed the strange pose for the act of urination. His own fingers caught his shaft about midway along its length and pushed it down as much as it could go, and he hoped that the bent over position of his body would do the rest in the hopes that he was not going to spray himself or the walls of the cubicle.
His muzzle crimped up in concentration.
"Ready?" Sardo asked.
"Nhhh...this isn't as easy as you think!"
"I didn't think it was!"
"Pfffffff..."
Sardo could feel the lion's body flex with the tension, both from the posture and the soldier's gallant attempts at relieving himself. The lion's dick pulsed in his paw as well, felt by the tiger even if he tried to maintain some kind of a mental distance from the necessary act.
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Rei felt almost dirty, watching the two men practically conjoined at the hip while the lion still struggled to empty his bladder through the unfortunately persistent erection making it rather difficult. The white tiger was hardly surprised by that fact, considering that his paw was moving over his length at a rapid pace as he worked himself towards another climax. Hardly a few minutes had passed since his previous eruption, yet the General found himself to be incredibly aroused still and in need of further release.
"...anything yet?"
"You can fucking see when it's happening, can't you?!" snarled the lion.
Rei's paw was slick with his own previous cum and moved in a slippery slurping motion on his cock. The movements of his tail bounced in an almost agitated fashion over the bed, and he was beginning to grow sweaty.
"I think - "
"Just relax and let it go!"
"It's hard to do it when your dick is pushing on my ass!"
"I can't help it!"
How easy it'd be to help it, thought Rei, just to bury his length between the lion's golden cheeks and hump away to his heart's content. Surely even Sardo could enjoy the pleasure brought by such contact, of a strong rear massaging a very aroused, needy cock, hard, slick and in such a state of denial for the moment. He'd probably only need a little bit of uninhibited fun before he would explode -
Rei wanted to squeeze his eyes shut and sink into his imaginations while he stroked himself quickly, and the fingers on his free paw fondled a hard nipple between fingertips in the hopes of eliciting even further pleasure from his chest. The tiger kept his eyes open, however, so that he could witness the perverse play of having Sardo and Gantan in such intimate quarters against their own will.
"Yes...help him..." the white tiger hissed, his tongue heavy now, "go on..."
The actual urination didn't do much for him, but the circumstances were simply delicious, and spurned the General on even further in his play. Gantan really looked desperate to remove his source of discomfort, while Sardo did everything he could to help him with it. The white tiger wanted to commend them on the close assistance they had given to one another during their stretch of enforced chastity.
Rei suspected they would not take onto such compliments well.
"I think - I think I'm gonna - "
True enough, a trickle of the lion's piss came out of his tip, followed by a kind of a burst that was propelled by his pelvic muscles so that the liquid splashes onto the toilet with such force that droplets flew all around the bathroom cubicle.
"Shit!"
"Keep going!" the tiger keeping hold of the lion's penis as dutifully as ever, commanded.
Perhaps it was the strength of the verbal order, or the lion's effort, but the first stream seemed to open the way for the rest of Gantan's troublesome produce to exit him. His scowl and his posture told that it still took a lot of concentration, but he managed to do it in a somewhat controlled manner without causing too much of a nuisance. It was still obvious, even to the observant spy that was Rei, looking at it from afar, that neither of them survived the event entirely unscathed, so to speak.
"It's everywhere!" Sardo summed up the state of things once Gantan had stood upright again.
"Thank you for urinating! Scanning now."
"Fuck you too!" the lion hissed at the speaking toilet.
"_We'll both need a shower now, I guess,"_Sardo said.
"Yeah, I'm taking mine first!" Gantan yelped.
"What about my morning piss?" the tiger's voice rose into a pointed tone.
"_Later!"_the lion said and grabbed the handle of the shower door. Sardo blocked him with his own arm, and got a bad-tempered scowl as a reward for that.
"I've got the feeling that we're both going to get our share of mess from my piss, so you washing yourself now will just mean that you'll need another one!"
"Don't say that!"
Rei had to review that part of the proceedings from the recording. He was too distracted by his own masturbation to pay proper attention into the live feed, eyes tightly shut and his paw practically flying on his cock while he tugged on his paws and imagined the filthiest things, right before he gasped loudly and splashed his second load of thick cum all over himself.
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