Summary:

"What a useless thing," Shane mutters, reaching forward to grasp Ilya's dick. He gathers his hefty balls in his grasp as well, his hand acting as an improvised cock ring. Ilya actually whines slightly at the words, his hips moving as he humps pathetically up in Shane's grasp. "This dildo fits in my pussy perfectly; makes my cock so wet. Why would I need this to fill me up?"

"Shane, please," Ilya finally speaks up, a desperate edge evident in his voice as he starts to beg. "Please let me fuck you. I can fuck you so good, I promise, much better than dildo."

"Hm, no, I don't think so," Shane hums, grip still tight. "Bad dogs don't get to fuck wet pussies. They get to hump the air and whine like the horny mutts they are."

or the sequel to Plain Jane, featuring the consequences of one's actions