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Doomtrooper - Punishment or Oblivion
🕑 Added 2019-11-03 14:00:02 +0000 UTCBilly had been in a haze of submission and subjugation to the Troopers force and will. After the Trooper had filled him for the third time, Billy felt the massive man pull get off of him. The Trooper grabbed Billy by the collar and threw him down into the pool of dirty water in front of the vehicle. Naked, cold, and trembling Billy lay there breathing. The heavy booted footsteps of the Trooper walked around him. Billy didn't look up. His eyes just tracked the heavy boots as they walked around to stand behind him. Billy felt the weight of the massive booted foot as it landed on his head and neck. Billy's neck strained to keep his head above the water.
"This is your life now convict. For your actions and crime, you have been sentenced to be used and dominated for the rest of your life. It a shame really, a fucker like you had potential. If we had gotten a hold of you earlier, you could have been molded into a fucking monster like me and my brothers. You've got a choice now." The Trooper said as he started to put push down on Billy's head. Billy realized the massive weight he had been holding up as the Trooper talked as just he weight of his boot, now the Trooper was applying pressure. "You can be a man and take your fucking punishment or ... " Billy felt the pressure increase and no matter how much he strained his head was slowly going below the surface. It wasn't that deep, but it was deep enough for his face to be submerged. ".. you can puss out and just fade away right now."
The Troopers had pushed his head 3/4 under water, only the corner of Billy's mouth was barely above the surface and part of his right eye. His head was crushed between the Troopers armored boot and the broken concrete and rocks beneath the water. The Troopers continued to increase the pressure and grind his boot down. Billy coughed and sputtered trying to suck air in without water. "Which is it convict?!?!" The Trooper said as he pulled in smoke around his freshly lit cigar. He had two choices because there would be no debating this with this Brute. He could stay silent and fade into oblivion or he could take his punishment.
The Troopers boot was so big that he couldn't see his captives face. He could feel the punk struggles weakening. Seconds ticked away and just when the Trooper thought the fucker pussed out, he head the words bubble up from the murky water, "Punishment".
Comments
Fuck yeah. Make him beg for it. What is the process for being moulded into a doomtrooper?
