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Redlight, a world-renowned corporation, is led by bosses obsessed with shocking the world.

It was an outrageous business spectacle: they had countless muscular men strip naked in public, masturbating with their shockingly large penises in front of cameras.

As a result, the use of hypnotic brainwashing technology to create a completely loyal army was no longer a secret.

Governments and rival companies alike were desperate to get their hands on this technology.

But Redlight guarded their secrets fiercely, and countless legendary mercenaries had tried to infiltrate their research institute.

Yet no one knew whether those mercenaries succeeded—without exception, they all vanished.

Whoever obtained this technology would essentially hold the world in their grasp.

Obsidian: This place is practically a dance hall. You guys have no sense of style.

[A dark shadow darted past a billboard, knocking out a guard with a raised gun, then kicking another guard into the air before he could retaliate.]

As long as there were no witnesses, the infiltration was a success.

The new challenger, the living legend Obsidian, loved this motto.

He always took down everyone in his path, then swaggered into the vault, left his signature, and walked away with the prize.

Security: Damn it, why haven’t the security drones activated yet?! Requesting backup! The entire squad’s been silenced! Requesting backup!

Obsidian: Only thirty guards for a place this important? You’ve got to be kidding me.

[Under a pale neck, silvery-white fur covered chiseled pecs. Beneath a purplish-black face, a confident, vibrant grin made the security guard holding the phone freeze in awe.]

Security: Wha—?! Ob-Obsidian?! Damn it!

[Throwing the phone aside, the guard fumbled for his gun, only to feel a crushing weight against his chest as his head slammed into the wall alongside his opponent’s leather boot.]

Obsidian: Yo, it’s just you and me now, kid. If you take me to your database nicely, I’ll give you an autograph afterward. How’s that?

[Feeling the hard sole of the boot slap his cheek, the guard gritted his teeth. He knew this dragon was trouble, but betraying Redlight would bring even worse consequences.]

2:05:00

Security: No way! I’d never betray Redlight. That’s—

Obsidian: Ugh, I really hate being turned down. You’re the first to cross me today.

[Without hesitation, Obsidian raised his boot and delivered a brutal kick to the guard’s face.]

Obsidian: Time for the main stage. Your dreams of becoming emperors? Save ‘em for hell.

[As the guard slumped unconscious, neck twisted, Obsidian turned to leave—but suddenly, a strange scent hit him.]

[His body began to sway as if drunk, his vision rapidly blurring before everything faded to black.]

Obsidian: Ugh, cough cough?

[A sharp sting in his nose forced Obsidian to cough twice. He tried to breathe through his mouth, but something was strapped tightly across his muzzle, making it impossible.]

[His mind was a foggy mess, like a brutal hangover. Instinctively, he sensed the environment was freezing, his skin prickling—especially his nipples, which tightened from the cold.]

Younger Brother: Hey, big bro, how does Mr. Obsidian manage to hide that massive cock in those leather pants?

Older Brother: Who knows? The moment we peeled off this slut’s underwear, his huge dick practically slapped me in the face.

Younger Brother: Looks like he’s waking up. Should we say hi? I mean, this is the legendary Obsidian!

[Opening his eyes, Obsidian saw two near-identical draconic beast guards below him, staring up with greedy, predatory gazes.]

[His limbs, now regaining sensation, were uncomfortably bound, suspended in midair.]

[He instinctively tried to struggle, but the chains held firm, unyielding to his efforts.]

Obsidian: Damn it, how the hell did I end up here?

[His exhausted body thrashed briefly, but realizing escape was impossible for now, he decided to conserve his strength.]

Obsidian: Yo, you two! Where the hell is this place?

Older Brother: Where? This is Redlight’s VIP room, idiot. What, you thought we were your personal servants or something?

Younger Brother: You’re not the first legendary figure to get caught messing with Redlight, Mr. Obsidian. Sorry, no tea or pastries here.

Obsidian: What are you blabbering about? Let me go and give me my damn clothes back!

Older Brother: In here, you’re just Redlight’s private property. Got that?

Younger Brother: And we’re just enjoying some company perks. After all, Mr. Obsidian’s body looks delicious.

Obsidian: Tch, just another pair of bitches drooling over my cock. Too bad for you—it’s more than you can handle. So piss off!

[The draconic brothers didn’t flinch at Obsidian’s growl; instead, they just smirked and chuckled.]

Younger Brother: Bro, his paw pads smell so good. I can’t hold back anymore. That sheen—I just wanna lick ‘em wet.

Older Brother: You damn foot fetish freak. You never miss a chance with prime paws like those. My taste is never wrong.

Obsidian: Shut the hell up with your yapping! Get out of my sight!

Younger Brother: Mr. Obsidian, please, just cooperate.

Older Brother: Polite, my ass. We’re the ones in charge here—let’s get to it!

Obsidian: Ngh! Get off! Get the hell off!

[The younger draconic guard opened his mouth and began licking Obsidian’s left paw.]

[The mere touch of that hot, wet, slimy tongue sent an unbearable itch shooting through him.]

Obsidian: Ahaha! Nngh, hmph! Stop it, you freak! Nngh…

Younger Brother: Mr. Obsidian, you’re this sensitive? Sorry, but you’re not getting away. I’m gonna savor every inch of these paws.

Older Brother: Damn, just getting your feet licked gets you this worked up? That sweaty scent is driving me wild.

Younger Brother: Hff, such a rich flavor! Slurp Even the boots you wear are top-grade leather! Slurp…

Obsidian: Nngh! Stop it! You bastard! I’ll kill you! Ngh!

Older Brother: Hey, look at that rock-hard cock of yours. You’re clearly loving this, so quit squirming and let my brother have his fun.

Obsidian: Haha, ha! I can’t shake him! Hah! Damn it, just my hips aren’t enough to break free! Hah!

[No matter how he struggled, the guard’s tongue followed every movement, inescapable, accompanied by the guard’s delighted sniffs.]

Older Brother: This guy’s foot-licking skills are top-notch. He’ll make sure to claim every bit of your scent.

Older Brother: Now, let’s see about that right paw. My turn to have a taste.

[The older guard pressed his thick cock directly against Obsidian’s right paw, grinding the tip against his thumb and index finger, quickly peeling back the foreskin.]

[The mix of saliva, foot sweat, and the musky scent of an unfamiliar male’s cock began to rise with their body heat, tainting every breath with a filthy haze.]

Older Brother: You’re always stomping around all high and mighty, acting tough. But the second my dick touches you, you’re gripping it like a slut.

Obsidian: What the hell are you talking about?! Your pathetic cock’s not even as thick as my piss slit! I wouldn’t waste my time on it!

Younger Brother: Ha, haha! No matter how big your dick is, it’s us who’re fucking you now. Don’t get too cocky, Mr. Obsidian.

Older Brother: Gotta admit, though, that cockhead of yours is huge. Been secretly training it or what?

Obsidian: Oh, you want it? Then cut me loose!

Older Brother: Still don’t get it, huh? In here, even small fries like us can turn a legend like you into a toy.

Younger Brother: Bro, Obsidian’s tattoos are as badass as the rumors say. Pretty sweet.

Older Brother: What, you wanna leave your own mark on this canvas?

Younger Brother: Before that, let’s whip up some “paint” first!

Obsidian: What the hell are you two talking about?!

[Finally, the brothers pulled back their tongues and cocks, but then they drew a baton, brandishing it menacingly.]

Obsidian: Hah, don’t think you can break me with violence…

[Instead of striking him, the older guard aimed the baton at Obsidian’s cockhead, plunging it directly into his urethra.]

[The searing pain of his urethra being forced open by such a thick object tore a raw scream of agony from Obsidian’s throat.]

Obsidian: Arghhh! You freaks! What the hell are you doing to my dick?!

Older Brother: My little brother just wants to borrow some “paint” from you. With those heavy balls of yours, this impromptu masterpiece is gonna be perfect.

Younger Brother: Bro, I can’t believe it actually went in! All the way to the base!

Older Brother: Looks like you’ve been secretly training down there. Who’d have thought a fierce dragon like you has such a kinky side?

Obsidian: Shut up! As if I’d ever do that kind of thing! Ngh! Get it out!

[Caught out about his secret indulgences, Obsidian thrashed in a panic, trying to deflect.]

Older Brother: No matter how big your cock is, there’s no way you’d take this kind of thrusting so easily without some practice.

Obsidian: Y-You don’t need to know why! Ngh!

Older Brother: Doesn’t matter. Your prostate’s already spilling the truth. Look at that flow—like a damn faucet!

Younger Brother: You’re so turned on you’re drooling, but your mouth’s still putting up a fight, huh, Mr. Obsidian? Bro, speed it up!

Older Brother: Yeah, this level of intensity clearly isn’t enough for a slut like Obsidian!

[As the thrusts grew harder, Obsidian gritted his teeth, trying to resist the mounting pleasure, but the brothers were clearly skilled at this. Each thrust pushed him past the edge of reason.]

Obsidian: Nngh! Ngh! Ah! Stop…

Older Brother: Still saying “stop” when you’re like this? Quit pretending—you’re loving every second of it!

Younger Brother: Is it coming? You gonna shoot? As a tribute to those badass tattoos, let us brothers present a masterpiece painted with your cum!

Obsidian: No! No way! I can’t—!

Obsidian: Ngh! I can’t believe you made me cum! How did this happen?!

[A torrent of thick cum sprayed with each thrust, splattering onto his skin and matting his sweat-soaked fur in a heavy layer.]

Older Brother: Holy shit, I didn’t expect you to shoot that much just from this. Way more than I imagined!

Younger Brother: As expected of Mr. Obsidian! Compared to the other prisoners, your load is in a league of its own!

Obsidian: Had your fun? Now get lost! Damn it, I’ll make you pay for this…

[But even after his climax, the brothers didn’t leave. Instead, they sniffed the cum splattered on their bodies, their erect cocks pointing at him.]

Older Brother: You got to finish, but we haven’t. You might not think much of our dicks, but how about two at once?

Younger Brother: Mr. Obsidian, your hole’s already dripping with sweat and precum. Ready for us to slide right in?

Obsidian: No way! Absolutely not! Getting fucked by losers like you?!

Older Brother: It’s already in! Younger Brother: Can’t believe it—two at once! Mr. Obsidian, your ass is incredible!

[For Obsidian, it was unbearable, yet the overwhelming sensation of being taken by two cocks at once reignited his freshly spent body with searing heat.]

Obsidian: Pull it out! Ngh! Damn it!

[But this was something Obsidian couldn’t accept or admit. No matter how he fought, he couldn’t break free from the brothers’ relentless thrusting.]

Older Brother: Figures. You’ve trained your urethra, so this isn’t your first time with your ass either, is it? Been secretly jerking off with that tail of yours plenty, huh?

Obsidian: How would you know?! No! No way I’d ever think about training my own ass! Nngh, ahh!

Younger Brother: I noticed when I was licking your paws—your hole was clenching. That’s not the reaction of a virgin.

Older Brother: Yeah, you slut. You know damn well your ass is sucking our cocks in, perfectly matching our rhythm like a pro!

[The brothers’ keen observations filled Obsidian with shame and fury, but his emotions only fueled their mocking laughter.]

Obsidian: Ngh, hah! I’ll kill you both! I’ll crush your filthy bodies under my feet! Just you wait!

Older Brother: Shut it, slut! Hmph! Watch me hammer your G-spot!

Obsidian: Aaah! How—?! Nngh! How’d you find it?! Hah!

Younger Brother: Hmph, your armpits are dripping with sweat. Haha, let me clean that up for you! Slurp, slurp…

Older Brother: Heh, this thick pit hair makes the sweat taste even better. You’re one hell of a toy!

Obsidian: Cough, cough! Stop! Stop it, you bastards!

[His armpits sniffed and licked, a hidden fetish suddenly indulged, Obsidian’s heart raced as his body grew hotter.]

Younger Brother: Hmph, your nipples are rock-hard. Scared of us touching them? Ha, every time I lick here, your ass trembles like crazy, Mr. Obsidian!

Obsidian: Nngh! I’ll never forgive you two! I’ll—ngh! I’ll make you pay—aaah!

[Having his secret kinks exposed so shamefully, he wanted to lash out, but the brothers’ relentless assault drowned his threats in waves of pleasure.]

Older Brother: Heh, feels damn good. Wonder if we can fill up that slutty hole of yours, huh?

Younger Brother: If it’s Obsidian’s ass, I’ll make sure to shoot a ton!

Obsidian: Cough, cough! Stop! Damn it! I’m not some trash you can defile! I’m—ngh! I’m—aaah!

[He could feel the brothers about to unload inside him. The thought of being creampied by mere guards crushed his legendary pride, prompting a low, defiant roar as he struggled once more.]

Older Brother: Just a toy caught by Redlight, played with by ordinary beasts like us—an expired legend! Hah!

Younger Brother: Hmph, together with my brother’s cock, we’ll churn up Mr. Obsidian’s ass! Haha!

[In their final, frenzied thrusts, the brothers’ rhythm targeted the same spot, mercilessly assaulting Obsidian’s G-spot.]

Older Brother: Haha, I can feel it, you slut! You’re about to cum, aren’t you?! Fucked to climax by us brothers!

Younger Brother: I’m gonna shoot! Gonna fill Mr. Obsidian’s body with my cum, right alongside my brother’s!

Obsidian: Nngh! Haaah! Aaaah…!

[As the brothers unleashed their loads, torrents of hot seed gushed from his hole, shattering his restraint and triggering his release.]

[The legendary Obsidian, creampied by these lowly guards and brought to climax under their relentless onslaught.]

[His second orgasm was just as massive, coating all three bodies in a potent, musky scent.]

[The overwhelming shame sent Obsidian into a haze, and he passed out as his body burned out.]

Older Brother: What, suddenly quiet? Fucked to climax, huh, you slutty legend?

Younger Brother: Uh, did we go too far? Mr. Obsidian’s like this now… the boss won’t be happy, will he?