The military compound was silent afte lights-out. Rain tapped against the iron windows like a warning, but inside General Adrien Wolfe's quarters, the real storm was already brewing.
No one disobeyed General Wolfe. Not in the field. Not in training. Not in the privacy of his locked quarters.
And especially not Riven- the wide-eyed, 5i
tight-lipped, trembling soldier currently shackled to the cold steel bedframe. Arms stretched above his head. Legs locked open with a spreader bar. Collar buckled around his neck. Toy lodged inside him buzzing low like a threat.
General Wolfe stood at the edge of the bed, still in partial uniform- jacket off combat boots on, shirt unbuttoned just enough to show the brutal muscle and control underneath.
"You thought you could talk back today," Adrien growled, voice low, deadly. "Cute."
Riven's chest heaved, the tension between fear and arousal thick in his throat. "Sir--"
SMACK.
Adrien's glove hit skin. "Did I say you could speak?"
Riven whimpered, nodding, eyes glassy already.
The general's mouth curved into a slow cruel grin. "Oh, you're going to be so obedient by the time I'm done with you."
He clicked a button.
The plug inside Riven jumped to high power. A vicious surge of vibration tore through him, making his thighs quiver, his back arch, his mouth drop open in a silent cry. Adrien didn't stop. He leaned forward one hand on the boy's jaw, forcing his face upward.
"You don't come," he whispered. "Not until I allow it.''
Riven was already sweating, breath ragged, trying not to grind against the toy that was destroying him from the inside. But Adrien wasn't here for gentle. He wanted to ruin.
He pulled a small metal device from his drawer- a remote-controlled shock clamp.
"No one touches what's mine" he muttered, attaching it to Riven's chest with a metallic click. "And this little body is mine, soldier."
Riven's eyes rolled back when the first shock came- a brutal zap that sent his muscles tightening, his spine bowing off the bed.
Adrien was calm. Collected. Merciless.
He watched every twitch, every gasp, every cry- his hand slowly dragging down the boy's chest to the bulge between his legs so hard it looked painful. Adrien didn't stroke. He just gripped. Tight. Controlling. Teasing.
"You're gonna take me," he said roughly with this toy inside you. And when I'm done, you'll still be begging to be filled again."
He undid his belt with military precision dragging the thick leather across Riven's body, leaving red lines in its wake. Then slowly- deliberately- Adrien shoved into him, forcing his way past the plug and pushing both deeper.
Riven screamed- the sound swallowed by Adrien's hand.
Every thrust was brutal, timed with a slap or a jolt or a buzz from the toy still inside him. His body couldn't tell where the pleasure ended and the pain began. It was just burning, splitting, owning.
"You feel that?" Adrien hissed into his ear. "That's what it means to be used. You belong to the army. To me. You come when I say. You break when I want. And you beg for more, no matter how much it hurts."
Riven's whole body shook. Tears ran down his face. But his hips still lifted. Still begged.
Adrien grinned. "Filthy little good boy. You love it, don't you?"
The general reached around, grabbing the base of the plug still lodged deep inside and twisted. The vibration increased- Riven howled- and Adrien slammed back in harder, both devices stimulating every nerve.
Over and over again.
Until Riven was sobbing, begging.pleading, "Please, sir, I- I can't-!"
Adrien grabbed his jaw. "You can. You will."
He fucked him harder.
Faster.
No mercy.
When Riven finally came- overstimulated, broken, screaming into Adrien's chest, the general still didn't stop. He kept going, watching the aftershocks destroy the boy's mind, his body ierking under him like a live wire.
Adrien didn't stop until Riven was limp wrecked, and ruined beneath him- soaked in sweat, shaking with every breath, still plugged, still shocked, still stretched wide and unable to move.
Then, finally, Adrien leaned down, brushing lips across his ear.
"Good soldier," he murmured. "You lasted longer than I expected."