*He groans quietly as his neck is bitten again, more roughly than before. Feeling something wet and a little cold rubbing against and around his entrance, he figured he was being lubed up for something. Right he was! Something long eased into him, making him think for a second that it was Braioch's cock, but no, it was too cold for that. A dildo of some sort - a vibrator, it turned out, as told to him by Braioch. Commanded not to make any noise, or to cum without permission, Whitey bit his bottom lip, holding back a groan as his rear was slowly fucked by this vibrator, and his hard cock was stroked at the same speed. Not making a sound would be difficult*