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Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nKust tapped the tablet screen, bringing up the first of the Helix videos. The otter leaned his head on his fist as the screen shimmered, bringing up a loading circle for a split second before displaying the first recording of Helix Hare they'd taken.\n\nA little smile tugged at the corner of his lips. The recording was nothing special. No fuck machine, no deep rut, nothing like that yet. That came later. This was just a recording of the first time that they had tied him down and given him a little injection. Nothing but a little bit of saline, of course - there were all kinds of buyers out there that were not willing to touch sullied merchandise - but there was no reason to tell the hare that. They'd hyped up how powerful the 'drug' actually was, how it was an aphrodisiac that the hare would be unable to resist, that there were all kinds of effects to it that would gradually steal his mind from him.\n\nIt was all baloney, but the ring that Kust wore at the time had made it all too real.\n\nHe fiddled with the ring as the hare sat there, his hands tied to his sides. The sped-up recording made it all the more impressive as his yellow-furred face slowly turned bright red as the 'drug' took effect. He huffed and groaned, his head turning this way and that as he tried to fight it. He never realized that the true assault had come not from the injection, but from the ring on the otter's hand.\n\n\"That's such a hot shot...\"\n\nIt was always a pleasure to watch as someone's body finally gave in to the pleasures that they were promised, and Helix Hare had been no exception. The tight black rubber of his costume meant that anyone could see anything. That potent bulge between his legs had slowly started unfolding, shifting, sliding along the side of his leg. The tip of his cock started to show in the recording, pushed out sideways along one leg before slowly rotating up to point visibly forward from his crotch. The rubber was clearly something made in a fetish shop rather than something made professionally for a hero, and the hare panted hard as he kept getting stiffer and stiffer.\n\nKust remembered that day well. He remembered telling Helix just how much he and his gang knew about the hare's previous life. How they remembered him as a soldier. How they knew that he had been taken in for experimentation under a predator-superiority group. How he had been broken and used.\n\nUsed hard.\n\nAgain.\n\nAnd again.\n\nAnd most of all, how they would send him to the Meat Locker if he didn't cooperate. That had hit the hare harder than anything else, and his cock throbbed all the harder for it.\n\nKust had written it all down as the little 'meeting' had gone on, making sure that he remembered every little trigger for future sessions. The recording, sped up, quickly came to an end after it showed the hare with a throbbing erection in the front of his costume, something that most of the buyers would be more than happy to see when they started sending the files out to the potential purchasers.\n\nThe otter adjusted his own boner as he tapped out of the file, shaking his head. He and his men weren't actually villains in and of themselves, at least, not of the super variety. Criminals, yes, but not full-on villains. They had no powers, they had no great gadgets...but they had experience, and Kust had the ring.\n\nHe lifted his hand, looking down at the yellow band with the black border around it. He'd never figured out just what the stupid thing was made of, but he didn't care. As long as it kept doing what it was supposed to, it could have looked like some cheap-ass carnival ring, for all he cared. The hypnotic power that it pushed toward anything he wanted was all that mattered.\n\nKust shifted his cock in his tight pants as he opened up another file. A few weeks later, this one was, and it had the hare on his back, his legs in the air. His toes were constantly curling as he was filled by a fuck-machine, and though he pulled his arms towards his chest and his legs side to side, he never entirely broke free.\n\nOf course, there was nothing to break free from. That was just one more bit of hypnosis, one more example of the power of the ring. He'd told Helix that he was bound by tight chains, that they were too strong to break, but the rabbit was free to try. The ring had made the statement a reality, convincing him that his otherwise-free body was completely bound up by chains that were too heavy for him to break, and too strong for him to snap.\n\nHe tried, and failed, and the constant failure to pull away made the video file of him getting fucked look so much more willing. Even as he winced, even as he shivered and shook his head, begging in his own proud way, he was still taking it, and his cock was still leaking through his costume, filling it up and making it drip with the sheer volume of 'heroic' seed that was inside it.\n\nThere were days when he wondered if the hero still had any sense of his dignity. There was little enough of that these days. He had made sure that they burned through most of it, keeping him just embarrassed enough to be sexy while still getting rid of most of that annoying self-modesty that had infested the little slut before. Soon enough, he'd be conditioned enough to pass on.\n\nOne video file after another followed the first two, each one showing the progression of Helix Hare's conditioning. They had gone from the drug to the fuck-table to having him kneel before the otters in the gang, taking their cocks down his throat one by one and showing him where he belonged. It was easy, too easy, to just use him like that, and it was easier still to see him as nothing but a little fuck-toy, his mouth getting better and better at taking them, pleasing them, even if his eyes never entirely lost the fire of a hero.\n\nKust was just about ready to pull his cock free and start jerking it when he felt the touch of someone else's hand just above his ring finger. He yanked his hand back just in time, whipping his head down to see what it was.\n\n\"...What the hell are you doing here, Charlie?\"\n\nThe darker-gray otter blushed, standing up in a flash. He was the tallest of the three-otter gang, and probably the sneakiest of them, as well. With his broad shoulders and thick build, one wouldn't expect him to be the one that they sent in to find things and get out without being noticed, but that was just the way it went. He was, however, also the most conniving of the three of them, and the one that was most likely to cause trouble because of some 'brilliant' idea that he'd just had.\n\n\"Well?\" Kust asked, the suited otter standing up. \"What are you doing here?\"\n\n\"Well, um, there's a little issue with the prisoner.\"\n\n\"...What kind of issue?\"\n\n\"He's just sitting there.\"\n\n\"And that required you to sneak in here to take my ring because...\"\n\n\"Well, uh, I just didn't want to bother you. That's all.\"\n\n\"Uh-huh.\"\n\n\"I swear, that's - ah...ah...\"\n\nIt didn't take any grand ritual to use the ring on someone else, Kust had found long ago. It merely took intent, focus, and willpower. Once one had all three of those marshaled towards the same target, all one had to do was hold an idea in their head, a concept that they could keep bound to a single mental image. If they could do that, then they could force the other person to their will.\n\nWith Charlie, it was even easier, because he [i]knew[/i] Charlie. The otter had been part of the gang for years, they had committed various crimes together, and he knew how the other man thought. Greedy, self-focused, and more than a little perverted. The man was constantly having to get bailed out from buying hookers for himself.\n\nWell, it was time for him to take a little responsibility.\n\n[i]Suck.[/i]\n\nThe command rippled through him, running down his arm to his ring. The other otter stumbled, his legs shaking as his cock shot up in his looser pants. The bulge was impossible to miss, getting stiffer and thicker the longer that he resisted. Eventually, Charlie fell to his knees, and then back onto his ass. He panted, slowly pulling at his zipper and the buttons on his pants. His eyes were fading, going hazy, even as he tried to shake his head.\n\nKust doubled down.\n\n[i]Suck.[/i]\n\nAgain, the pressure, again, the power. The other otter stripped off his pants, pulling his cock out and leaning down. In short order, Charlie was wrapped around himself, all but breaking his back to suck on the head of his cock and nothing else. There was nothing more that he could do; even for an otter, auto-fellatio was something of a trick, and he imagined that the other male was going to have the sore back to end all sore backs when he was finally released from that control.\n\nShaking his head, he left his office, putting the tablet down in protected mode. There were other matters that demanded his attention.\n\nIt was a short trip from the office to the large metal block that they kept the Hare in. There was little point in booking a hotel room for a kidnapping; instead, they just went to a dock that was having no business of late, found an abandoned warehouse, and rigged up a little cell of sheet metal that was polished on the inside to look all fancy, and put the Hare inside. The hypnosis kept him from thinking that it was weak enough to break out of, and it was much easier to keep watching rather than finding a whole new facility.\n\nMarco waited in a folded-up chair just outside the cube. The tan-furred male wore a pair of sweats and a hoodie, one leg crossed over the other in a way that emphasized his package. He looked up as Kust approached, nodding.\n\n\"Yo.\"\n\n\"What's going on with the prisoner?\" Kust asked.\n\n\"Ain't doing the thing.\"\n\nNormal Marco. The guy didn't know how to expand on things. Never was much for conversation, either, but Kust still preferred him to Charlie. He'd take a dumb minion that didn't have too much ambition over one that was a little smarter but had too many clever, self-serving ideas. Marco made a good guard for the same reason; he didn't have any bright ideas of getting something better by letting the hero loose.\n\nKust shook his head, walking up to the door to the cube and pulling the eye-slit to the side. Helix Hare was in a state, alright, but sure enough, he was being a disobedient little prisoner.\n\nThe hare's costume was ripped across the chest and most of the way down his legs, exposing everything but a strip of his stomach, a bit of his lower legs, and one foot (somehow, the hare had managed to keep one boot). He was seated on a large dildo, a black thing that probably ran well into the prey species' stomach, and tied-off condoms from previous sessions hung off his chest, hips, and legs, showing just how many loads could have gone in him. They were color-coded, too, showing how many had come from his gang and him, and how many had come from Helix Hare himself.\n\nThe superhero's loads outnumbered him and his gang's by some way.\n\nBut the main thing was, he wasn't bouncing on the dildo, nor was he saying his lines. Kust grumbled, tapping his knuckles against the door.\n\n\"Hey, Hare, don't you have a job to do?\"\n\n\"Nnngh...No...\"\n\n\"You have lines. Say them.\"\n\nAccompanying the 'suggestion' with the thought [i]Speak,[/i] he saw the effects almost immediately. The rabbit sat up, his eyes wide, and he started moaning, whimpering as he said his prescribed lines.\n\n“I’m a dumb hero hare that lost to villains. I’m a pathetic horny loser for villain dick.”\n\n\"Is that seriously the best you can fucking do?\"\n\n\"Nnngh...I'm trying.\"\n\n\"Try harder. Put some fucking effort into it, or you'll be going back to the Meat Locker.\"\n\nThat had the same effect that it always did. The rabbit's dick - encased in a fresh condom - leaped up, throbbing harder than ever.\n\n\"N-not the Meat Locker. I can't go back there...I can't...I can't...\"\n\n\"Then do better.\"\n\n\"Nnngh...I'm a loser, a horny hero loser who loves villain dick! I'm a fucking stupid hero who does whatever master says!\"\n\n\"That's better,\" Kust said, muttering under his breath.\n\n[i]Bounce.[/i]\n\nThe ring was hotter against his fingers as he sent another command, setting the hero to squirming. His legs started flexing, making him start rising up against the toy again. Up, up, up that hare went, going all the way to the tip to show off nearly two feet of silicone that had been lodged in his guts all that time. The otter hoped that the camera caught that; there were a shit-ton of buyers that had big dicks that wouldn't otherwise believe that the rabbit could take them to the hilt if they didn't have that to go with the auction.\n\nHe watched as the hare's hips slammed back down, taking the whole thing with a wet squelch. Seemed like the lube ball that they'd fisted up his ass after the last session was still going strong; no need to relube the dildo just yet, not when it was getting soaked from the inside time and time again from the tools that they were already using.\n\n\"Keep on bouncing, slut,\" he muttered.\n\n\"I'm a dumb loser! I need...oh gods...I need villain dick! I need -\"\n\nHe slammed the eye-slit shut, shaking his head. He'd watch the recordings later when he wanted to get off, but for now, so long as the hare was doing what he was told, he was good. Shaking his head, he poked Marco's shoulder.\n\n\"Check him every time he howls.\"\n\n\"Yeah, yeah.\"\n\n\"I'm serious. His cum's as valuable as the rest of him.\"\n\nThey didn't know why, nor how, but the hare's seed had some kind of chemical to it that made anyone that took it get all supercharged for a little while. Some sort of steroid effect without so many downsides as the real stuff. Not enough to turn anyone into a full-on hero, but there were a fuck-ton of villains out there that'd be keen to make super-minions with that shit. Keep the police off their back while they were doing their stuff so that the heroes didn't have any of the back-up that they usually came in with.\n\nHe glanced back at the cube, hearing the grunting, humping, slamming sounds that always came when Helix was getting into it. For all that the hero had that austered, helpful sort of public image, there was a slut buried right below the surface, and it was always eager to come out, no matter how much the hare's conscious mind wanted to keep some shred of dignity.\n\n[i]Wonder what really fucked him up that bad...[/i]\n\nHonestly, he didn't know what the Meat Locker was. The anonymous tipper that had given them the Hare's location and that word had never explained what it actually meant, but it was one hell of a shortcut to the hero's psyche. The ring would have broken through eventually - it always did with any of their victims - but Kust was thankful to have something to speed it up. Even someone with a gaping psycho wound like the Hare's would have taken two months to get to this state without that, and this had taken barely three weeks.\n\nStill a long time, but a marked improvement over the alternative.\n\nA sudden moan split the silence between the otters, and Kust looked over his shoulder at the cube. He gestured, and Marco sighed.\n\n\"Yeah, yeah.\"\n\nThe tan-furred otter got to his feet, putting on a pair of rubber gloves before pulling the door open. The hero was panting, his eyes lidded, his cock thrust forward as he rested on the base of the dildo. His face was the picture of sexual bliss, and his condom was still getting filled, his cock twitching and spilling seed into the mess already at the tip of the shaft. The little bitch was breaking down little by little, but even as Marco knelt beside the hero, there was still some hint of embarrassment in those cheeks, some little hint of fire left.\n\n[i]Gonna have to fix that before we sell him off...[/i]\n\nThat probably wouldn't take too long, though. The Hare was clearly in the throes of pleasure even now, and even if that was unwilling pleasure, he would bet that the smaller male was going to break before too much longer. Kust had broken at least a dozen heroes by now, and each and every one of them had been easier than the last. Every time that he shattered the mind of one of these little shits, he figured out how to do it faster with the next one, and the next.\n\nHe clenched his fist as he felt the ring heating up again. He would have to give it a rest tonight, but that would be fine. Helix would learn, soon enough, and then...\n\nWell, nobody said that the villain buyer would want the hero in pristine condition. Hell, the auction went up higher and higher the better-used that the hero in question was. He imagined that he could run the auction balls-deep in the Hare and get an even higher bid than if he showered the slut up and put him out as clean as the day he was caught.\n\nIt was something to consider.\n\nHe nodded as Marco finished applying the new condom, sending the command to the slut once more. [i]Bounce[/i], he thought, and Helix moaned, rolling his hips up and all but hopping like a rabbit should, bouncing up and down as his feet thumped the metal floor. Up, down, up, down, squelch, squelch, squelch.\n\nMarco shut the door, leaving the sex-crazed Hare on the other side. Sooner or later, he would completely break, and when he did, they were going to be rolling in the dough. Soon enough. Soon enough.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: Helix Hare has been caught, and three otters are having entirely too good a time breaking him.\n\nTags: M/solo, M/M, Toy, Condom, Milking, Mind Control, Fuck Machine, Superhero, Muscular, Rabbit, Otter, Hare, Hare actually, Orgasm, Cum, Bouncing, Toy Riding, Breaking,", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Art by (twitter) Anothermeekone
Story by me, Draconicon
Commissioned by justacritic

Helix Hare has been caught, and three otters are having entirely too good a time breaking him.

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Keeping the Hare Bouncing
for Moxas
by Draconicon









Kust tapped the tablet screen, bringing up the first of the Helix videos. The otter leaned his head on his fist as the screen shimmered, bringing up a loading circle for a split second before displaying the first recording of Helix Hare they'd taken.

A little smile tugged at the corner of his lips. The recording was nothing special. No fuck machine, no deep rut, nothing like that yet. That came later. This was just a recording of the first time that they had tied him down and given him a little injection. Nothing but a little bit of saline, of course - there were all kinds of buyers out there that were not willing to touch sullied merchandise - but there was no reason to tell the hare that. They'd hyped up how powerful the 'drug' actually was, how it was an aphrodisiac that the hare would be unable to resist, that there were all kinds of effects to it that would gradually steal his mind from him.

It was all baloney, but the ring that Kust wore at the time had made it all too real.

He fiddled with the ring as the hare sat there, his hands tied to his sides. The sped-up recording made it all the more impressive as his yellow-furred face slowly turned bright red as the 'drug' took effect. He huffed and groaned, his head turning this way and that as he tried to fight it. He never realized that the true assault had come not from the injection, but from the ring on the otter's hand.

"That's such a hot shot..."

It was always a pleasure to watch as someone's body finally gave in to the pleasures that they were promised, and Helix Hare had been no exception. The tight black rubber of his costume meant that anyone could see anything. That potent bulge between his legs had slowly started unfolding, shifting, sliding along the side of his leg. The tip of his cock started to show in the recording, pushed out sideways along one leg before slowly rotating up to point visibly forward from his crotch. The rubber was clearly something made in a fetish shop rather than something made professionally for a hero, and the hare panted hard as he kept getting stiffer and stiffer.

Kust remembered that day well. He remembered telling Helix just how much he and his gang knew about the hare's previous life. How they remembered him as a soldier. How they knew that he had been taken in for experimentation under a predator-superiority group. How he had been broken and used.

Used hard.

Again.

And again.

And most of all, how they would send him to the Meat Locker if he didn't cooperate. That had hit the hare harder than anything else, and his cock throbbed all the harder for it.

Kust had written it all down as the little 'meeting' had gone on, making sure that he remembered every little trigger for future sessions. The recording, sped up, quickly came to an end after it showed the hare with a throbbing erection in the front of his costume, something that most of the buyers would be more than happy to see when they started sending the files out to the potential purchasers.

The otter adjusted his own boner as he tapped out of the file, shaking his head. He and his men weren't actually villains in and of themselves, at least, not of the super variety. Criminals, yes, but not full-on villains. They had no powers, they had no great gadgets...but they had experience, and Kust had the ring.

He lifted his hand, looking down at the yellow band with the black border around it. He'd never figured out just what the stupid thing was made of, but he didn't care. As long as it kept doing what it was supposed to, it could have looked like some cheap-ass carnival ring, for all he cared. The hypnotic power that it pushed toward anything he wanted was all that mattered.

Kust shifted his cock in his tight pants as he opened up another file. A few weeks later, this one was, and it had the hare on his back, his legs in the air. His toes were constantly curling as he was filled by a fuck-machine, and though he pulled his arms towards his chest and his legs side to side, he never entirely broke free.

Of course, there was nothing to break free from. That was just one more bit of hypnosis, one more example of the power of the ring. He'd told Helix that he was bound by tight chains, that they were too strong to break, but the rabbit was free to try. The ring had made the statement a reality, convincing him that his otherwise-free body was completely bound up by chains that were too heavy for him to break, and too strong for him to snap.

He tried, and failed, and the constant failure to pull away made the video file of him getting fucked look so much more willing. Even as he winced, even as he shivered and shook his head, begging in his own proud way, he was still taking it, and his cock was still leaking through his costume, filling it up and making it drip with the sheer volume of 'heroic' seed that was inside it.

There were days when he wondered if the hero still had any sense of his dignity. There was little enough of that these days. He had made sure that they burned through most of it, keeping him just embarrassed enough to be sexy while still getting rid of most of that annoying self-modesty that had infested the little slut before. Soon enough, he'd be conditioned enough to pass on.

One video file after another followed the first two, each one showing the progression of Helix Hare's conditioning. They had gone from the drug to the fuck-table to having him kneel before the otters in the gang, taking their cocks down his throat one by one and showing him where he belonged. It was easy, too easy, to just use him like that, and it was easier still to see him as nothing but a little fuck-toy, his mouth getting better and better at taking them, pleasing them, even if his eyes never entirely lost the fire of a hero.

Kust was just about ready to pull his cock free and start jerking it when he felt the touch of someone else's hand just above his ring finger. He yanked his hand back just in time, whipping his head down to see what it was.

"...What the hell are you doing here, Charlie?"

The darker-gray otter blushed, standing up in a flash. He was the tallest of the three-otter gang, and probably the sneakiest of them, as well. With his broad shoulders and thick build, one wouldn't expect him to be the one that they sent in to find things and get out without being noticed, but that was just the way it went. He was, however, also the most conniving of the three of them, and the one that was most likely to cause trouble because of some 'brilliant' idea that he'd just had.

"Well?" Kust asked, the suited otter standing up. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, um, there's a little issue with the prisoner."

"...What kind of issue?"

"He's just sitting there."

"And that required you to sneak in here to take my ring because..."

"Well, uh, I just didn't want to bother you. That's all."

"Uh-huh."

"I swear, that's - ah...ah..."

It didn't take any grand ritual to use the ring on someone else, Kust had found long ago. It merely took intent, focus, and willpower. Once one had all three of those marshaled towards the same target, all one had to do was hold an idea in their head, a concept that they could keep bound to a single mental image. If they could do that, then they could force the other person to their will.

With Charlie, it was even easier, because he knew Charlie. The otter had been part of the gang for years, they had committed various crimes together, and he knew how the other man thought. Greedy, self-focused, and more than a little perverted. The man was constantly having to get bailed out from buying hookers for himself.

Well, it was time for him to take a little responsibility.

Suck.

The command rippled through him, running down his arm to his ring. The other otter stumbled, his legs shaking as his cock shot up in his looser pants. The bulge was impossible to miss, getting stiffer and thicker the longer that he resisted. Eventually, Charlie fell to his knees, and then back onto his ass. He panted, slowly pulling at his zipper and the buttons on his pants. His eyes were fading, going hazy, even as he tried to shake his head.

Kust doubled down.

Suck.

Again, the pressure, again, the power. The other otter stripped off his pants, pulling his cock out and leaning down. In short order, Charlie was wrapped around himself, all but breaking his back to suck on the head of his cock and nothing else. There was nothing more that he could do; even for an otter, auto-fellatio was something of a trick, and he imagined that the other male was going to have the sore back to end all sore backs when he was finally released from that control.

Shaking his head, he left his office, putting the tablet down in protected mode. There were other matters that demanded his attention.

It was a short trip from the office to the large metal block that they kept the Hare in. There was little point in booking a hotel room for a kidnapping; instead, they just went to a dock that was having no business of late, found an abandoned warehouse, and rigged up a little cell of sheet metal that was polished on the inside to look all fancy, and put the Hare inside. The hypnosis kept him from thinking that it was weak enough to break out of, and it was much easier to keep watching rather than finding a whole new facility.

Marco waited in a folded-up chair just outside the cube. The tan-furred male wore a pair of sweats and a hoodie, one leg crossed over the other in a way that emphasized his package. He looked up as Kust approached, nodding.

"Yo."

"What's going on with the prisoner?" Kust asked.

"Ain't doing the thing."

Normal Marco. The guy didn't know how to expand on things. Never was much for conversation, either, but Kust still preferred him to Charlie. He'd take a dumb minion that didn't have too much ambition over one that was a little smarter but had too many clever, self-serving ideas. Marco made a good guard for the same reason; he didn't have any bright ideas of getting something better by letting the hero loose.

Kust shook his head, walking up to the door to the cube and pulling the eye-slit to the side. Helix Hare was in a state, alright, but sure enough, he was being a disobedient little prisoner.

The hare's costume was ripped across the chest and most of the way down his legs, exposing everything but a strip of his stomach, a bit of his lower legs, and one foot (somehow, the hare had managed to keep one boot). He was seated on a large dildo, a black thing that probably ran well into the prey species' stomach, and tied-off condoms from previous sessions hung off his chest, hips, and legs, showing just how many loads could have gone in him. They were color-coded, too, showing how many had come from his gang and him, and how many had come from Helix Hare himself.

The superhero's loads outnumbered him and his gang's by some way.

But the main thing was, he wasn't bouncing on the dildo, nor was he saying his lines. Kust grumbled, tapping his knuckles against the door.

"Hey, Hare, don't you have a job to do?"

"Nnngh...No..."

"You have lines. Say them."

Accompanying the 'suggestion' with the thought Speak, he saw the effects almost immediately. The rabbit sat up, his eyes wide, and he started moaning, whimpering as he said his prescribed lines.

“I’m a dumb hero hare that lost to villains. I’m a pathetic horny loser for villain dick.”

"Is that seriously the best you can fucking do?"

"Nnngh...I'm trying."

"Try harder. Put some fucking effort into it, or you'll be going back to the Meat Locker."

That had the same effect that it always did. The rabbit's dick - encased in a fresh condom - leaped up, throbbing harder than ever.

"N-not the Meat Locker. I can't go back there...I can't...I can't..."

"Then do better."

"Nnngh...I'm a loser, a horny hero loser who loves villain dick! I'm a fucking stupid hero who does whatever master says!"

"That's better," Kust said, muttering under his breath.

Bounce.

The ring was hotter against his fingers as he sent another command, setting the hero to squirming. His legs started flexing, making him start rising up against the toy again. Up, up, up that hare went, going all the way to the tip to show off nearly two feet of silicone that had been lodged in his guts all that time. The otter hoped that the camera caught that; there were a shit-ton of buyers that had big dicks that wouldn't otherwise believe that the rabbit could take them to the hilt if they didn't have that to go with the auction.

He watched as the hare's hips slammed back down, taking the whole thing with a wet squelch. Seemed like the lube ball that they'd fisted up his ass after the last session was still going strong; no need to relube the dildo just yet, not when it was getting soaked from the inside time and time again from the tools that they were already using.

"Keep on bouncing, slut," he muttered.

"I'm a dumb loser! I need...oh gods...I need villain dick! I need -"

He slammed the eye-slit shut, shaking his head. He'd watch the recordings later when he wanted to get off, but for now, so long as the hare was doing what he was told, he was good. Shaking his head, he poked Marco's shoulder.

"Check him every time he howls."

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm serious. His cum's as valuable as the rest of him."

They didn't know why, nor how, but the hare's seed had some kind of chemical to it that made anyone that took it get all supercharged for a little while. Some sort of steroid effect without so many downsides as the real stuff. Not enough to turn anyone into a full-on hero, but there were a fuck-ton of villains out there that'd be keen to make super-minions with that shit. Keep the police off their back while they were doing their stuff so that the heroes didn't have any of the back-up that they usually came in with.

He glanced back at the cube, hearing the grunting, humping, slamming sounds that always came when Helix was getting into it. For all that the hero had that austered, helpful sort of public image, there was a slut buried right below the surface, and it was always eager to come out, no matter how much the hare's conscious mind wanted to keep some shred of dignity.

Wonder what really fucked him up that bad...

Honestly, he didn't know what the Meat Locker was. The anonymous tipper that had given them the Hare's location and that word had never explained what it actually meant, but it was one hell of a shortcut to the hero's psyche. The ring would have broken through eventually - it always did with any of their victims - but Kust was thankful to have something to speed it up. Even someone with a gaping psycho wound like the Hare's would have taken two months to get to this state without that, and this had taken barely three weeks.

Still a long time, but a marked improvement over the alternative.

A sudden moan split the silence between the otters, and Kust looked over his shoulder at the cube. He gestured, and Marco sighed.

"Yeah, yeah."

The tan-furred otter got to his feet, putting on a pair of rubber gloves before pulling the door open. The hero was panting, his eyes lidded, his cock thrust forward as he rested on the base of the dildo. His face was the picture of sexual bliss, and his condom was still getting filled, his cock twitching and spilling seed into the mess already at the tip of the shaft. The little bitch was breaking down little by little, but even as Marco knelt beside the hero, there was still some hint of embarrassment in those cheeks, some little hint of fire left.

Gonna have to fix that before we sell him off...

That probably wouldn't take too long, though. The Hare was clearly in the throes of pleasure even now, and even if that was unwilling pleasure, he would bet that the smaller male was going to break before too much longer. Kust had broken at least a dozen heroes by now, and each and every one of them had been easier than the last. Every time that he shattered the mind of one of these little shits, he figured out how to do it faster with the next one, and the next.

He clenched his fist as he felt the ring heating up again. He would have to give it a rest tonight, but that would be fine. Helix would learn, soon enough, and then...

Well, nobody said that the villain buyer would want the hero in pristine condition. Hell, the auction went up higher and higher the better-used that the hero in question was. He imagined that he could run the auction balls-deep in the Hare and get an even higher bid than if he showered the slut up and put him out as clean as the day he was caught.

It was something to consider.

He nodded as Marco finished applying the new condom, sending the command to the slut once more. Bounce, he thought, and Helix moaned, rolling his hips up and all but hopping like a rabbit should, bouncing up and down as his feet thumped the metal floor. Up, down, up, down, squelch, squelch, squelch.

Marco shut the door, leaving the sex-crazed Hare on the other side. Sooner or later, he would completely break, and when he did, they were going to be rolling in the dough. Soon enough. Soon enough.









The End


Summary: Helix Hare has been caught, and three otters are having entirely too good a time breaking him.

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