Due to the ceiling in this room being solidly reinforced the could no longer be comfortable stooping, he had sat down after setting Damion on his feet. That idiot grin again crossed over his maw, "Do not disappoint." He rumbled in a soft coy tone as he rolled his hips under him, presenting his pelvis. This movement caused his sheath to spread, allowing his meager manhood to show. At the tip was a small lock that held a plug in place with a cock-corset with testicular band.