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[BONUS] Command & Conquer: All the Sexy Ladies
🕑 Added 2017-11-27 06:52:45 +0000 UTC A/N: And here's the next chapter of this~ In which Commander Lydia Winters isn't as cold as she appears!-x-X-x-
Another day, another mission. With Takara Sato submitting to him in every way that mattered, Jack essentially controlled the seas, as the biggest military presence left on the oceans blue besides his own had been the Imperials. Now they secretly worked for him, or at least Sato did. The beautiful Japanese woman would do whatever he said, not that he had any intention of abusing that authority. At least, not outside of private matters.
Regardless, there was still plenty of land, regardless of his superiority at sea. And there was also plenty of technology on that land. Today was a day like any other, as he stood in the middle of his command center, preparing to guide his troops forward into battle.
“Commander, there’s a call coming in from the enemy. Should I patch it through?”
Ah, and there it is. Today was indeed a day like any other… in that Jack was once again faced with a female Commander hellbent on flirting with him. Grinning wickedly, the young man nods his head and a moment later he’s rewarded with the beautiful bespectacled face of Commander Lydia Winters on the screen. The woman, a leader in the Allied Forces long before his departure, was the architect of the Athena Cannon, and instrumental to the victory that HE had achieved over the Empire and the Red Menace.
After his departure, he’d been told by his girls still ensconced with the Allies that she’d become a sort of rising star, one that was hoped to replace the massive hole he’d left in their ranks. Of course, while he’d never had the chance to meet Lydia Winters in person, this was not his first time speaking with her. He’s not surprised when she bites her lower lip and gives him a very familiar smile.
“Sir. It’s good to see you again, even if it IS on opposite sides of the battlefield.”
Jack smirks and cocks his head to the side as he regards the female Commander for a moment. In response, Lydia pushes her chest out, her back straight and the top few buttons of her jack undone to expose quite a bit of cleavage.
“Commander Winters. I’m no longer your superior, so it’s not truly appropriate to refer to me as sir, don’t you think?”
The light reprimand has the woman batting her eyelashes and grinning impishly.
“If you say so… sir.”
Jack lets out a sigh. She’s always like this, and he knows he’s going to have her in his hands soon enough, given just how damn flirtatious she’s being. But then, Lydia and Lissette are peers, the two of them having gone through the academy at the same time together. It’s not really a surprise that the woman would react this way.
“I do hope you will give it your all today, Commander Winters.”
The admonishment causes the smile to drop off of the beautiful brunette’s face and she becomes a little flustered as she scowls.
“Of course, I will Commander! I would never pass up the chance to test my mettle against the Legend himself! You’d better give it your all as well, because if you don’t take me seriously, I’m going to topple you, once and for all!”
There’s conviction in the woman’s voice that leads Jack to believe she’s telling the truth. His smile becomes politer, more casual.
“That’s good, that’s very good. I will be giving it my all my dear, you have nothing to worry about there.”
And like that, the flirtatious woman is back as Lydia bats her eyelashes again.
“I’m happy to hear it sir. And if I do lose, perhaps you would not be averse to tutoring me… in private. After all, FutureTech and the Allied Forces have never been enemies before now. And I know I have a lot to learn still, from a man such as you.”
… Yep, she and Lissette were definitely friends. Holding back the derisive snort that wants to escape from him, Jack smiles thinly.
“We shall see how the day plays out, Commander Winters.”
The bespectacled woman inclines her head in response and the video call cuts out as Jack begins to give orders. He has a battle to win, and if the female Commander acquits herself well, he may just take her up on her offer.
-x-X-x-
Lydia bites her lower lip as she’s escorted into the temporary Command Center that the legendary Jack Smith was apparently operating out of. The woman had had her ass handed to her, but she’d truly given her all to the fight. Submitting to the Commander would be one thing… but facing him on the field of battle wasn’t something she could just pass up, no matter what Lissette said about his cock size.
The men of the Allied Forces considered Lydia Winters to be rather cold, but in truth she’d just never found one worth her while. And then her friend, peer, and colleague Commander Lissette Hanley had told her about Jack Smith. The young man hadn’t seemed like much at first… and then he’d started to win, and win and win. Lydia had watched from a desk job as the man successfully beat back the Russians, and then the Japanese, and then the AMERICANS, only to go about beating the Russians all over again!
He’d brought a temporary piece to their world, though it was inevitably broken by the remnants of the major powers he’d defeated. And then he’d left. Lydia hadn’t been sure what to think about the legendary Commander’s departure and subsequent acquisition by FutureTech as a private contractor, at least not at first. But Lissette had given her the whole story in the end. It was all that blowhard Bingham’s fault. He was the reason the Allies no longer had the greatest strategic mind in history on their side.
Learning about the Field Marshal’s hubris had disillusioned Lydia a bit with the Allies as a whole. She still had her own pride and honor to consider though, and more than anything she still liked to WIN above all else. Jack was the only one who could bring her down these days, at least reliably. He’d defeated her handily, just like he’d defeated everyone else.
Now, it was time to pay the piper. Lydia had absolutely no misconceptions about what she’d asked for when she suggested the tutoring session. As she’s led into a small office and sees Jack sitting behind a desk, she can’t help but grin slightly, her pussy growing moist and her body bouncing up and down a little in anticipation of what’s to come.
The assistant who’d led her inside gives his boss a bow and then departs from the room. The door clicks shut behind him and then locks automatically, even as Jack regards her without standing up. The female Commander finds herself at attention almost subconsciously, giving the man who’d saved the world a heartfelt, crisp salute.
Jack lifts a brow, but eventually he speaks.
“At ease Commander. Like I said before, I’m not your superior anymore. You don’t have to salute.”
Lydia relaxes, but she isn’t about to let that pass without comment.
“You’re still the man who saved us all sir, and if you don’t mind me saying it, you’ll always be my hero.”
The young man’s brow remains lifted, and he smirks slightly as he leans back in his chair.
“Your hero? And here I thought I was to be your tutor.”
Lydia blushes deeply at that and takes a step forward. Her jacket is still unbuttoned, and her cleavage is showing nicely as she does her best to continue pushing her tits out towards him in quite the provocative manner.
“Of course, sir. I’m here to learn… whatever you have to teach me.”
Her tone is as sultry as she can manage, and Jack’s smirk grows into a grin.
“I suppose I can help you with a few things sweetheart. But we need to make the stakes high, if we’re going to keep you focused and on task. I can already tell you’re going to be a problem student.”
Lydia blushes and can’t help but grin back at that as she bites her lower lip. The bespectacled woman has never been a problem student in her entire life… but Jack is right, she wants to be one for him now. She wants to be so naughty that he bends her over his lap and spanks her…
As she fantasizes to that thought, Jack is pulling out a folder.
“Come here, sit down. I’ve prepared a little test, to ascertain your skill level. For a woman of your caliber, I’m sure it will be no trouble, so let’s make things interesting. There are twenty questions on this test. For each one you get wrong, you’ll lose an article of clothing, which you’ll then have to earn back in the following lessons.”
He says it so casually, pushing over the folder as if he hasn’t just told her she’s going to have to strip down at least partially based on her performance. Lydia bites her lower lip harder and opens the folder up to reveal the test within. Jack’s attention turns to his computer as she studies the questions before her. They aren’t… too difficult. In fact, as she reads on, Lydia Winters is convinced that she can easily ace this little impromptu exam.
The question is, does she want to? Brow furrowing, Lydia stares down at the questions before her. While the thought of learning from the legendary Commander himself does interest her somewhat, what really excites her is the thought of what he might do to her… if she got every single question wrong. After all, with twenty incorrect answers, she’d have lost more clothing than she could rightfully strip.
He’d have to punish her for being naughty, wouldn’t he? He’d… blushing deeply, Lydia leans over and begins to take the test before her. She takes her time, but within twenty minutes she’s putting down her pen and closing the folder, pushing it back across the desk to Jack, who in turn looks away from his computer to it with some mild surprise.
“All done?”
Lydia tries to keep her desire off of her face, at least for the moment. She smiles and nods, but she can’t quite stop herself from reaching up and twirling one of her curls around her finger, an involuntary tic as she nibbles at her lower lip.
“Yes Commander. How did I do?”
Jack smirks at that and picks up a red pen, clicking it open.
“Let’s find out.”
He opens up the folder and his eyes dart across the page. After a few seconds, he tsks at her and marks something down with his pen.
“You were on the right path for this first one Lydia, but no, you got it wrong, ultimately. Go ahead and remove your jacket. Honestly, that was one of the easiest ones… I worry for how the rest of this grading will go now.”
Lydia isn’t worried, not one bit. She stands up and undoes the bottom two buttons on her uniform’s jacket, folding up the blue garment and draping it over the back of the other chair opposite of Jack’s desk. She sits back down, her tits straining against her half-unbuttoned blouse as she watches the Commander go over the next question. He’s frowning as he marks it off with his red pen again.
“This one is wrong too Lydia… your blouse now, if you will.”
She happily goes through the process of removing that as well, leaving herself wearing nothing but a bra on her upper half. This time, Lydia remains standing. After all, she knows what happens next.
“… You got every problem on the first page wrong Lydia. Your shoes can go next.”
As he flips to the next page, Lydia brings a foot up into the chair she’d been sitting in. She’s gratified by the way his eyes are drawn away from the test to her long, stocking-clad legs as Lydia slowly pulls off her first heel, and then transitions to the next leg to repeat the process. When she’s done, Jack’s eyes go back to the test. He doesn’t say anything for a while though, and Lydia blinks when he turns the page without marking any of the questions wrong. She knows that those answers are just as incorrect as the ones on the first page, why isn’t he having her strip?
Jack flips to the next page after that, and the next, until finally he gets to the end and tosses the folder onto the table with a light chuckle on his lips. He looks up at Lydia as she stands there wearing nothing but her bra, skirt, stockings, and panties. She gives him a hesitant smile, well aware that there’s a blush on her face that’s traveling down the rest of her neck.
“Sir? How did I do?”
The young man lifts a single brow at her, and Lydia suddenly feels like she truly is a student and he a teacher. He’s staring at her like she’s done something wrong. The brunette can’t help but squirm under that gaze, until finally Jack answers her.
“I think you know how you did Lydia. I think you answered every question exactly the way you wanted to. I’m impressed at your ability to give yourself a zero, all in the pursuit of your slutty, perverse desires. I’m disappointed that it turns out you’re nothing but another whore.”
Lydia feels a hot mixture of lust, arousal, and shame well up inside of her at those words. She averts her gaze as Jack stares at her piercingly, and she nibbles at her lower lip, trying to find the words to say in response.
“Sir, I-“
“Did I give you permission to speak Ms. Winters?”
A shudder runs through Lydia’s body at the commanding tone Jack’s suddenly taken. He’s stripped her of her rank, in between one moment and the next, and it does not go unnoticed. He has no true jurisdiction over her. She could demand he refer to her by her proper title. She won’t though, because this is everything she wanted. She can hear the change in his tone and she now knows what Lissette was talking about far more acutely as Jack slowly stands up and walks around the desk.
Lydia finds herself taking an involuntary step back as he leans against the front of his desk and crosses his arms over his chest. His massive bulge shows as an outline of a cock going down one leg of his pants, but where Lydia is embarrassed, he is domineering, commanding.
“Strip down, and give me a show while you do it you little slut. Make me want you and maybe I’ll give you what you clearly need.”
Surely he already wants her… but Lydia isn’t about to back-talk the Commander. This isn’t the kind of man who bluffs. Taking another step back into the middle of the office, Lydia licks her lips and does as she’s told. The bespectacled woman isn’t quite as slutty as he makes her out to be. For starters, she has absolutely no idea how to strip dance. Still, Lydia does her best to follow Jack’s instructions to ‘give him a show’.
With a sway in her hips, Lydia brings her arms over her head for a moment as she begins to dance to a nonexistent tune. She circles around once, twice, and then three times, giving the man watching her a nice, long view of her half-naked body. Then, she reaches down and slides the zipper along the side of her uniform’s short skirt.
As it comes off, she pulls the garment from her, revealing a pair of panties that match her bra. The skirt does not get folded up or carefully placed aside like her jacket and heels, instead she simply tosses it towards the chair where both of those things already rest, maintaining her movement and doing her best to keep her body gyrating and undulating for Jack’s pleasure.
She moves back towards the chair for the next bit, and repeats her earlier maneuver of one leg after another as she pulls her stocks down the length of each and off of her feet. Wearing nothing but her underwear, Lydia stops the dancing, now only standing about a foot away from the Commander she desperately wants inside of her. She juts out her chest and jiggles it a bit, before giving him a sultry grin.
“It’s a front-clasp bra… Commander~”
Her tone is seductive and flirtatious, and Jack lifts a brow as she clasps her hands behind her and arches her back to more properly present herself to him. He smirks slightly, and reaches out. His fingers slip in between her tits, and a moment later he’s undone the clasp with one hand, the cups of her bra falling away from her breasts and her sizable ta-tas left to bounce free, perky and pert as ever.
Lydia slips her undone bra off her shoulders and tosses that away as well. Then, with a sultry grin still on her face, the brunette takes a step back and turns around. She hooks her thumbs into the hem of her panties, and slowly, sensually slides them off of her shapely ass and down her long legs, bending over in the sexiest way possible as she does so. Slipping the silky darlings off of one foot and then the other, a completely naked Lydia straightens up and turns around.
Wearing nothing but her glasses at this point, the curly-haired brunette has an impish grin on her face as she practically prances over to where Jack is leaning against his desk. She happily holds out the panties to him, bunched up in her hand, offering them up like some sort of trophy.
“Mm, Professor… I’ve been a very, VERY bad girl. I think I need some… remedial lessons.”
Jack snorts derisively at that and holds out an open hand. Lydia drops her balled underwear into his palm and watches as he eyes them for a moment. Then, he’s grabbing her by her long curly hair, holding her fast at the roots and pulling her head back. Lydia’s mouth opens up as an involuntary gasp leaves her throat, but the naked beauty doesn’t try to resist. Quite the contrary, she gets even wetter as he finally takes her in hand, literally.
His other hand comes up and he stuffs her own panties in her mouth, much to Lydia’s surprise. She chokes a bit as he fits them in and pushes her jaw closed.
“Here’s the rule. You let those fall out, and this ends. I won’t have anything to do with a cunt who can’t obey one simple instruction, so consider that yours. You keep your panties in your mouth and you do exactly as I say… and I’ll give you what you need. Deal?”
Eyes wide and face flushed with lust, the naked female Commander nods her head and makes a muffled ‘mmhmm’ sound from around her panties as she does her best to hold her mouth closed and keep them inside. Jack’s responding grin is just a tad savage.
“Good girl.”
Then, he’s forcing her over his desk, bending her over it and grinding her face into the surface as he reaches back and stuffs two fingers into her cunt from behind. The fingers hook up inside of her and he lifts, forcing her ass into the air even as he presses her face down onto the desk. Her back arches in this unnatural position, but all Lydia does is moan around her makeshift gag as Jack fingers her roughly.
“You’re already so fucking wet you stupid little slut. How I ever expected you to be able to learn anything but how to take a cock, I’ll never know.”
His humiliating and degrading words wash over her, and Lydia just feels more arousal as he pistons his digits in and out of her tightening, clenching cunt. Then, he abruptly pulls them free, leaving the brunette to moan dejectedly.
“What, did you think you were being rewarded? You haven’t earned the right yet you silly cunt. No, first comes punishment.”
His hand comes down on her up-turned ass quite suddenly, and Lydia’s eyes go wide as a startled cry leaves her throat, only to be muffled by the panties filling her mouth. Her own pussy juices are soaked into the undergarment, leaving her a little dazed and confused by the taste, even as he begins to spank her. He’s none-to-gentle about it either, his hand coming up and down fast and hard.
He smacks onto her ass cheeks, one after the other, leaving the red in no time at all and causing her to feel pleasure, right alongside the pain of the ‘punishment’. Lydia has always been a masochistic, and she’s always known it to. But one does not simply submit to the first sadist one comes across. That’s a good way to get yourself killed. Everything that Lissette had told her confirmed that Jack was the one though. That was why she was here now, in this office, submitting to a man who would fulfill her greatest desires, but who could be trusted not to permanently damage her.
The pain and pleasure mix together and time itself seems to lose meaning as Lydia submits to the rapid-fire spanking. Again and again, Jack’s hand comes down for another meaty smack against her fat, heart-shaped ass. Finally, she’s just not able to hold back anymore. The orgasm hits her and it hits her almost as hard as he is, her pussy juices squirting all over the front of his desk and her legs giving out on her as they finish their transition to jelly.
Jack catches her before she can slide off the table though, his hands grabbing onto her reddened ass cheeks, drawing a muffled moan from her as he pulls and pushes her up. Her legs dangle off the side of the desk now, and her breasts are grinding against the desk top as thoroughly as her face, even as her ass is left up in the air, ready for the plundering.
“That’s a good girl. I think you’re nice and ready now, aren’t you?”
Lydia does her best to moan an affirmative through her panty-gag, but in the end, she doesn’t know what he truly means. She’s expecting him to fuck her in the pussy. Instead, his cockhead rubs up and down along her slit, but never quite enters it, no matter how much she whines at him. He’s gathering up her cunt juices along his member, even as he spreads her ass cheeks wide with his hands, and brings a finger to her tight little rosebud.
The curly-haired brunette’s eyes widen and her body goes stiff as Jack casually plays with her back door. In truth, it’s not the first time she’s had something up her ass… but given just how big Jack is, it’ll definitely be the largest thing she’s had up her ass. In that moment, Lydia almost wishes she’d come better prepared. A lubed-up butt-plug, her biggest one in fact, would have left her more than ready for what’s about to happen.
Alas, she’d not thought this through. Or maybe she had, and her subconscious had betrayed her. Maybe her unconscious mind had decided it didn’t want her to be ready for what was about to happen. Maybe she wanted the pain, deep down inside. Jack could certainly do his best to loosen her up, and she trusted him not to tear anything… but in the end, this was going to HURT… and the thought had her gushing her pussy juices all over his cockhead even harder.
Panting around the panties stuffed into her mouth, Lydia’s breath comes out short and fast, even as Jack finally manages to get a single finger inside of her bum. Her back door is exceptionally clean and as he works his digit around inside of her, her ass muscles cling to him, holding him fast. On more than one occasion, Jack has to twist his finger around just to break free of her sphincter, and eventually he simply adds a second digit in order to loosen her up and spread her open.
Lydia moans as he pulls his fingers apart inside of her ever so slowly, and she grunts as he begins to piston the digits in and out of her. At the same time, his cockhead and subsequently the rest of his prodigious pecker, are coated in her pussy juices by this point, all lubed up. When he pulls his fingers out of her ass and grabs hold of her butt cheeks, his dick tip leaving her slit, Lydia knows it’s time.
The bespectacled woman bites her lower lip in anticipation and trepidation. She waits with baited breath for what’s to come. His cockhead pushes between her spread ass cheeks, and slides up against her slightly loosened sphincter. He’s nice and slick, but that doesn’t make it any easier to fit a massive thing in a too-small hole. As he pushes forward, Lydia howls through her panties, clawing at his desk, unable to get away even if she wanted to. Slowly but surely, the tip of his phallus slots into her, pushing past her sphincter. And then the rest begins to follow.
Inch by inch, Jack forces his cock into her ass. Lydia feels it, by god she feels it, and the pain is as exquisitely pleasurable as getting her butt beaten had been. In no time at all, Lydia’s eyes are rolling back in her head. She’s cumming, just from him sticking it in her ass. The surprise orgasm causes Jack to pause for a moment, buried halfway into her bowels as he is. He snorts derisively and lays a light slap across one of her butt cheeks, groping and kneading her fine behind after the fact.
“You really are a slut. I just didn’t know you were an anal slut too. I’d heard the rumors you know. That you were frigid, cold. You aren’t the first Ice Queen I’ve melted, but you are the sluttiest. Hiding your true self all this time… Mm, you were waiting for me to come along, weren’t you? It seems to be a running theme among my girls.”
Lydia shudders and carefully nods her head in response, giving another ‘mmhmm’ from around her panty-gag. Jack chuckles and gets back to work, his cock going deeper and deeper inside of her. The beautiful brunette pants heavily, until finally it’s done. He’s hilted himself in her bowels. It feels… good in a way that Lydia cannot describe. He’s hitting places inside of her back door that she’s never managed to hit before, not with even her largest toys.
She’s trapped, between the desk and his body, his cock buried in her ass. Even if Lydia wanted to, she couldn’t get away right now. She is completely and totally at Jack’s mercy. It’s exactly where she wants to be though, beneath him, bringing him pleasure and satisfaction. To be used in such a way by the man who saved them all, who proved time and time again to be the greatest mind of their lifetimes? This was everything to the bespectacled woman. She was finally where she belonged.
Such thoughts are derailed when Jack begins to move. All thoughts leave Lydia’s mind as her eyes go wide upon his thrusting starting up. He fucks her ass slowly at first, but then speeds up exponentially, until he’s pounding her into the desk hard enough for the entire piece of furniture to move with each impact. A long, loud, lewd moan leaves Lydia’s throat and travels through the panties filling her mouth, as she tosses her head back and orgasms once more.
It’s far from her last climax either, as the pleasure hits her time and time again like tidal waves. She orgasms again and again, and Jack just fucks her harder, even as her pussy juices spray out of her empty cunt, splashing across the front of his desk. He’s railing her ass like he would her cunt, and Lydia briefly worries that this particular anal pounding is going to leave her poor behind ruined and gaping, unable to properly recover and left perpetually in the shape of his cock.
Briefly, because such worries are swiftly blasted from her mind as the pleasure grows and grows and grows. By the time Jack comes to his own release, Lydia’s eyes are rolled back in her head and she’s orgasmed countless times from the brutal butt-fuck she’s been receiving. Her ass muscles finally do him in though, clenching down hard enough to begin milking him dry as Jack grunts and fills Lydia’s back door with his seed.
By the time he’s done, Lydia is partially recovered, panting and resting with her cheek down on his desk as she breathes heavily through her nose, her nostrils flaring. The panties remain in her mouth though, the bespectacled brunette not willing to let them fall free even at the greatest heights of her ecstasy. Jack’s massive member slowly slides out of her, and a muffled moan leaves her throat at the sensation. Despite her fears, her resilient back door does begin to clench back up, though Lydia knows that nothing but his cock will ever truly satisfy her back there, ever again.
When his member presses against her sopping wet pussy lips next, Lydia’s eyes snap wide open in delight, and she eagerly wiggles her hips back towards him, her slit rubbing against his cockhead. Jack chuckles in response, even as he teases her, keeping just out of reach and pressing in only momentarily before moving back again.
“Is this what you want Lydia? Do you want me inside of you? Is this all you’re good for in the end, you stupid slut? A cocksleeve for a man greater than you? Shall I fuck you senseless and knock you up? I’m not about to pull out if I do this you know. I WILL fill your womb with my seed. But then, you’d probably like that. Tell me, what sort of feelings does the thought of bearing my child invoke in you.”
The fact that she orgasms right then and there from nothing more than his teasing and the thought of being heavy with his baby alone, tells both of them all they need to know. Jack just chuckles a bit more, and then begins to push into her from behind as Lydia moans wantonly, needily through the panty-gag. She wishes she could spit it out and beg him to do it. She wishes she could tell him how much she wants to bear his children, how much that turns her on.
She doesn’t dare disobey him though. She’s not going to spit out her panties and risk being sent away without a batch of baby batter filling her womb. So instead, Lydia concentrates on keeping the silky darlings in her mouth, even as Jack slides his slick cock into her even slicker passage. There’s no need for preparation here, no need to take it slow. Lydia’s pussy swallows his member up like its starving for man meat, and soon enough he’s hitting the entrance of her womb, pressing against her cervix as he fills every last inch of her passage.
Jack pulls back and then thrusts in again, and Lydia moans all the louder as he hits her cervix each and every time. He’s fucking her, he’s finally, FINALLY fucking her. Lydia’s eyes roll back in her head and she orgasms almost immediately at finally having his cock inside of her cunt. It’s all she ever wanted, to be his dick-sleeve. Despite her intelligence, despite her oaths to the Allied Forces and her accomplishments at a female commander, this is where Lydia wanted to be all this time.
As she comes down from the first orgasm, only to quickly find herself hitting another as Jack’s thrusting prick begins to pierce her cervix and enter her womb, Lydia can’t help but smirk, even with her mouth still filled with panties. She wonders how Lissette will react, to knowing that she finally got her do. The other woman is always complaining about not getting to spend enough time with the man, ever since he left the Allied Forces.
Lydia’s vast intelligence is already being put to the task of figuring out how she can make that different for herself. Perhaps she can use her weight within the Allied Forces to get FutureTech some more contracts. Perhaps she can get herself assigned to Jack permanently as a liaison. All Lydia knows, as Jack pounds her needy cunt and she orgasms time and time again, is that this won’t be enough. She needs him, she needs to be with him every day of the rest of her life.
Even if it means resigning, she’s willing to do it, so long as she can then become Jack’s secretary and spend the majority of her time on her knees beneath his desk… or bent over it as she is now. The bespectacled brunette moans lewdly around her own panties and shudders as another climax wracks her body. She’s growing exhausted now, but Jack isn’t even slowing down. The man is a beast, a monster, inhuman. He is… spectacular. His cockhead finally bursts into her womb and Lydia howls through the panty-gag as he fills her womb with his man meat. Her most sacred place, taken and plundered by the man pinning her down on his desk.
He fucks her womb just as hard as he’s fucked the rest of her, and Lydia feels like she’s losing her mind as her eyes roll around in her head and her entire body bounces and jiggles and shakes from the force of his thrusts. She clutches at his desk even as she arches her back, moaning happily and lifting her head and chest off the table. In response, Jack reaches around her and grabs her tits, groping and kneading them to his heart’s content.
Lydia is happy to let him play with her mammaries however he likes, immensely enjoying the mauling he’s giving her breasts as he grips them tightly and digs in with his fingers. He’s in no way gentle, but then he never has been with her, and he never has to be. Lydia loves the pain, she loves the abuse. Her next orgasm comes in the midst of his assault on her chest, and her pussy walls clench along Jack’s cock length as he grunts and leans in, nuzzling her hair and breathing hotly across her ear as he murmurs to her.
“I’m going to cum now slut. I’m going to fill your womb with my seed. Here we go…”
And then it’s happening and Lydia’s eyes roll back in her head for the umpteenth time as she feels him ejaculating directly into her womb. His cum fills her to the brim and then some, and thanks to the extremely tight fit of his massive cock inside of her, not a single drop spills out, even as he pulls her off the desk and plops down into the chair she’d originally been sat in, dragging her with him onto his lap and holding her against his chest.
His hands continue to run along her shaking, spasming body as Lydia experiences euphoria, true pleasure coursing through her every second. Once her pussy walls are done milking his cock free of his cum, she’s finally able to come down from the heights of ecstasy, even as she looks at herself and sees how bloated she is with his seed. She’s never felt more right though, than in this moment.
Leaning back, Lydia lays her head against Jack’s neck and moans through her panties as his hands ghost over her naked body, running up and down her sweat-covered, well-fucked form. When his fingers reach into her mouth and take hold of her balled up panties, Lydia’s eyes snap open and her jaw does as well to allow him to remove it. She looks at him in some confusion, even as he tucks the saliva-soaked underwear into a pocket.
In return, he smiles at her, lifting an eyebrow.
“You did well slut. There’s one final… test for you to complete though. Don’t worry. It’s oral.”
Lydia flushes red in happiness, and when Jack leans in and kisses her, she kisses him back, eagerly. His tongue slips into her mouth and dominates her own, and she just takes it, letting him do as he like with her mouth just as he’s done with her ass and her cunt. His hands move back to her tits at the same time, and he begins to knead her reddened breasts once again. By this point, she’s as sore there as she is on her red bottom, but the discomfort makes Lydia feel alive. It’s just as arousing for her as the pleasure of having him kiss her.
When he eventually disengages from her mouth, one of his hands comes up and he grabs her by the jaw.
“Tell me Lydia, what do you want from me?”
Her eyes go wide and her pupils dilate as he looks at her searchingly. She considers the question for a moment, and eventually gives her answer.
“W-Whatever you’re willing to give me, Jack.”
Squeezing slightly on her jaw, the man shakes his head back and forth.
“You will address me properly Lydia.”
Blushing even deeper, Lydia nods as best she can.
“Y-Yes sir, sorry sir…”
His grip loosens and Jack smiles at her.
“That’s a good girl. A good little slut. Honestly, you’re even more of a whore than I was expecting. But then, all of the women I’ve taken in hand from the Allied Forces seem to be eager little sluts in the end. Something about the countries that make up the Allies breeds perverse submissiveness, doesn’t it?”
Lydia just bites her lower lip, not sure what to say in response. Eventually, Jack lets out a sigh.
“I haven’t decided what I’m going to do with you yet. I might keep you around. Or I might send you back to your soldiers. You’ll do whatever I want, won’t you?”
Before she can reply, Jack’s free hand leaves her tit, only to deliver a stinging smack to the already red boob flesh. A yelp leaves Lydia’s throat, followed by an instinctive response.
“Yes Master!”
The word falls from her lips and there’s a moment where she can’t believe she’s said it. Master… is he her Master? He’s not her commanding officer anymore, but she still calls him sir. He just fucked her across his desk and punished her severely for her naughty behavior. He was… he was her master. The realization brings a certain sense of peace and clarity to the beautiful curly-haired brunette as Jack chuckles at her exclamation and slowly lifts her off his cock.
As Lydia slides down to the floor, landing on her knees, the naked woman immediately turns around and nestles herself between her legs. The ‘oral exam’ joke hadn’t gone over her head after all, and she’s happy to take Jack’s thick prick in her hands, stroking it up and down as her tongue snakes out and plays with the tip of his cock.
His hand comes down on her head and his fingers slide through her hair as Jack grunts from her ministrations.
“Someone’s an eager little slut. Go on then, show me what you can do with that mouth of yours Ice Queen. Careful though, if you do too well I might just have to keep you as my personal cock-sucker. I wonder how the Allies would react to that…”
Commander Lydia Winters shudders at the thought, the humiliation only arousing her more, even as his cum drips out of her stuffed lower holes. She has a goal now. She has to show him just how good of a knob gobbler she can be, so he’ll keep her around indefinitely. She doesn’t want to lead men and women into battle anymore, though she’ll do it if he asks it of her. She just… she just wants to stay here forever, on her knees with his cock before her, ready to be satisfied by her body in any way she can.
Leaning forward, the curly-haired brunette takes the tip of Jack’s member in between her lips. Her mouth opens wide to accommodate just his cockhead, and her hands stroke up and down his shaft as she swirls her tongue around the first bit of his length. His hand in her hair grips at her lightly, but he doesn’t try and control things, at least not yet. Which leaves it up to her. Lydia begins to slide more and more of his schlong in between her lips, sucking hard on his cock as inch after inch disappears into her mouth.
Eventually, her hands fall away as she bobs her head up and down on his cock. One goes to his balls, and Lydia massages and fondles Jack’s nut sack even as she blows him with all of her considerable enthusiasm. The other dives down between her legs, and her digits thrust up into her filled cunt, three of them pistoning away at it and making a sloppy mess on the floor of Jack’s office in the process, even as she moans around his cock.
The vibrations of her voice slide along his member and Jack grunts, his grip on her hair growing all the tighter as he looks down at her imperiously. Lydia in turn looks back up into his eyes, trying to convey just how much she needs this, just how much she needs HIM. She wants to stay, she wants to be his forevermore. She’s ready and willing to do whatever he asks of her, but she hopes that he’ll keep her around.
Jack’s other hand suddenly comes up and he grips her long, curly hair with both, stopping her dead for a moment. He looks down at her bespectacled face, her cherry red lips stretched wide around his cock. And then, he begins to thrust. Lydia immediately begins to choke, as she’d been taking him just up to the point of no return before that. Now his cock is going down her throat and the brunette isn’t used to having anything that big in her mouth.
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
She doesn’t resist though, instead she takes it, because it’s obvious that that’s what he wants from her. His member slides back and forth across her tongue and down her esophagus, and Lydia’s eyes water as he fucks her face quite forcibly. She’s wearing makeup and mascara both of course, and only now does it begin to run, as he abuses her throat for his own enjoyment. She’d worn it to entice him, and it’d certainly done its job.
Now though, her mascara is running and slobber is gathering on her lower lip and her chin as she drools down onto her sizable chest. Her breasts grow messier and messier, even as they bounce and jiggle back and forth with his thrusts and guidance of her head along his sizable length. Her glasses end up askew, but at this point Lydia is cross-eyed anyways, fixated on the massive meat stick pistoning in and out of her face hole.
Jack pounds into her throat over and over again, and Lydia continues to choke as involuntary tears stream down her face. Her tongue slides back and forth along the underside of his thrusting shaft, but all in all there isn’t much the beautiful woman can do but take it. Her hands remain where they are though, fondling Jack’s balls and pistoning in and out of her messy, cum-filled cunt.
In the midst of the abuse of her poor throat, Lydia cums quite suddenly, and her eyes roll back in her head as the pleasure and pain mix together once more. A loud cry reverberates up Jack’s cock and he grunts as she moans loudly and lewdly right after that. The vibrations and the tight, spasming feeling of her hot mouth and throat are enough to bring him to the edge once more. Jack snarls, and pulls out at the last second, his cockhead coming out from between her lips with a pop as a moment later, he begins to cum all over her face.
Lydia belatedly opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue to catch what she can of his seed, but the majority of it ends up splattering across her face, coating her askew glasses, running through her curly hair, sliding along her pale forehead. He gives her quite the impressive facial, his cum mixing with her ran makeup and the slobber still dripping off of her chin.
Jack holds her by her hair, her head pulled back as he regards the work of art he’s made of her face.
“Clean it up, slut.”
Lydia moves to obey immediately. Her hands come up and she has to lick the fingers clean of the one that was in her cunt first, but while she’s doing so she’s able to gather up more of his seed with the other. Going back and forth between the two, Lydia wipes his cum off her face and then eats it off of her fingers, until eventually she’s looking up at him with a half-cleaned, still ruined face, expectantly.
“D-Did I do good Master?”
Jack just lifts an eyebrow.
“What… did you think we were done?”
That gets a blink from the exhausted beauty, as her eyes drift down to his cock. Even after all of that, Jack is still hard, his member pointed directly at her face. A spark of hunger appears in Lydia’s eyes as she stares at it, realizing just how much she wants more, just how much she wants to be fucked to the point of exhaustion every single day for the rest of her life.
Looking back up at Jack, she gives him a winning smile.
“May I pleasure you Master?”
He regards her for a moment, and then gestures for her to do what she wishes. Lydia stands up and carefully crawls onto Jack’s lap. A moment later, she’s fitted his cockhead into her cunt once more, and she’s slowly impaling herself on his dick. The curly-haired brunette moans as she rubs her tits all over her Master’s face, while happily bouncing up and down on his shaft.
She’s got to prove it to him, she just has to. She has to make him see that her place isn’t on a battlefield, or in command of troops… not anymore. No, her place is here, making him happy. It’s where she belongs!
Jack’ll see that… surely he’ll see that.
His hands go to her ass and he grabs hold of her butt cheeks tightly, causing a groan of pleasure and pain on account of how reddened her sore behind is. At the same time, Jack is suckling, licking, and nibbling at one of Lydia’s teats, even as he humps up into her cunt from below. She continues to bounce up and down, knowing deep down inside that she has to convince him. Even if it takes all of her strength, she has to make him see where she belongs.
The Allied Forces’ most intelligent Commander after Jack’s departure, their rising star, the one who was supposed to replace him in their ranks… is reduced to this, a happy little cum dump, bouncing up and down on her Master’s cock, ready and willing to betray her oaths and her subordinates if only it’ll make her Master love her more, if only it’ll allow her to spend more time with the young man who has so thoroughly ensnared her very soul.
