The dungeon echoes with Nate's cries as the commander's fist probes his depths. The room fills with the scent of sex and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. The commander's arm glistens with lube and Nate's juices as he fucks Nate's ass with his fist, stretching him wider than ever before. Nate's hole gapes obscenely, revealing his pink insides as the commander pistons his arm in and out, showing no mercy. The commander's boots click on the stone floor, the only rhythm in this brutal, intense fisting session. Nate's ass is a sloppy, gaping mess, but the commander isn't done yet. He pulls out his fist, only to push it back in, deeper than before, determined to make Nate feel every inch of his dominance.