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Story: Orders and Obsessions
“Riley.”
“F**k!” I yelled when Mason snuck up behind me. “You scared me half to death!” I put my hand over my heart to calm it down.
“What are you doing here, Riley?” His eyes went down to my hands, but the metal rod was still hidden in my sleeve.
“Nothing I could tell my Lieutenant.” I turned around on the gravel and planned to walk away to avoid punishment or, even worse, an awkward conversation. But when he grabbed my arm and turned me around, I could see the sadness in his eyes.
“Is that all I am to you now? Your Lieutenant?” I pulled my arm away because he was pushing the metal rod into my skin.
“Are you?” I asked him again, and he frowned.
He shook his car keys in his hands and then looked at his car. “We can’t talk about this here.” He sighed and said, “Get in.”
I felt weird sitting in the passenger seat of his car, but I couldn’t help but look at him. Maybe it was the way he held the steering wheel with his hands or the way he relaxed his legs that did it for me. Like driving really calmed him down. Is that strange?
“You didn’t come to my room to see me after,” he said after about twenty minutes of silence.
“You didn’t ask me to. You didn’t talk to me on the pitch. You didn’t give me secret smiles in the cafeteria. I thought you were sorry.” I said, not being able to look at him.
“I can’t say I didn’t have regrets because I did. I do.” My heart sank. It hurt so much that it felt like it was squeezing my stomach. “I’ve always tried to prove to myself that I’m good enough and that I can make my father proud. But I broke the rules, broke my oath, and let myself down.”
I paid close attention to what he was saying, trying not to let him know that I was upset by what he was saying.
“You know how many recruits have tried to seduce me over the years? I refused to let myself feel any s****l urges so I could stay in complete control. I never thought about s*x, ever. I didn’t feel turned on. I didn’t watch p**n. I didn’t jerk off. I didn’t even feel attracted to people.”
“That can’t be good for you.” He lifted one shoulder.
He moved his finger over his short stubble after taking one hand off the wheel.
“And then you showed up. At first, I was attracted to you because you were beautiful, Riley, but then I looked at you and felt nervous around you. My palms were always sweaty, my heart raced, and I was aware of every word I said because I didn’t want to sound dumb.
Your smart mouth made my d**k twitch, and your complete inability to do even the simplest things made my insides burst. I looked forward to seeing you every day and prayed you would step out of queue so I could spend more time with you in the only way I could.
I was in trouble because I was so drawn to you. I stopped watching the other recruits just to look at you. You had power over me like I’ve never known before. You’re my diamond among the rocks.
But that’s exactly why it can’t happen again.”
I let out a quiet breath. I wasn’t ready for that.
“I liked your speech, but is that really what you want? I can think of a more fun way to do it.”
I put my hand on his inner thigh, and his body stiffened under my touch. I moved it up towards his crotch.
“Riley—f**k!—I’m driving,” he gasped as I grabbed him through his jeans.
I unbuckled my belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his d**k. “So you drive, I’ll eat.”
The car swerved a little, but the roads were mostly empty, so I don’t think we were in any real danger.
“Are you going to say no?”
He moved around in his seat, and his cheeks got a little pink. Not because they were embarrassed, but because they were flustered. He was given a plate of temptation. Would he say no?
“No,” he said firmly, and I smiled back at him as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel with both hands.
“No, don’t do it,” or “No, you’re not going to tell me no?”
I moved my thumb over the head of his p***s, spreading the pre-c*m to all of his nerve endings. He gasped and blinked his eyes shut, but then he remembered that he needed to see the road.
“Lieutenant, what do you want? Do you want my tongue all over your shaft or not?”
I rubbed more pre-c*m into the soft head of his p***s, then I held his length and started a very slow hand job.
“F**k, Riley!” he hissed, grinding his teeth together and swaying the car even more.
“Yes, Jesus Christ yes! I want to feel the back of your throat with the head of my d**k.” He took one hand off the steering wheel and grabbed my hair, pushing my head down in anger.
Mason moaned and tilted his head back as my mouth wrapped around it like a blanket. The car moved slowly up the dirt road.
While I milked his d**k with my mouth, he pushed all of my hair back out of the way. He took charge and moved my head up and down his shaft roughly by the grip of my hair. I couldn’t fight back.
He made them worship him while he sat back and moaned and cursed and gasped. He thrust his hips up and down, deep-throating me. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t want to. I’d rather have Masons’ d**k than air any day.
He pulled my mouth away completely and then back on it, and each time I touched it again, he practically screamed.
“F**k Riley, I’m going to f*****g explode.” He pulled my face out again and held me still, not letting me get back on his d**k.
He pumped a few times, and then, just like he said he would, he blew up all over my face like I was a dirty little whore.
He breathed heavily and looked at me, worried about how I would react to the c*m shot that was dripping all over my face. I put my thumb in it and then seductively dipped it into my mouth and sucked.
“Jesus Riley, get on me right now. I need to f**k you senseless,” he said. I didn’t think twice about doing what he wanted.
Mason sent us back to boot camp after a lot of pointless f*****g sessions. He worked my body the same way he worked that field. I was in so much pain that I could barely walk, but I was in ecstasy remembering how his strong hands held my small body and teased my clit as he pounded me over and over again.
My o****m shook not only the car but also the whole world, or at least it felt that way. As we got to the dark part of my flat, he said, “I wish you could stay with me.”
“That’s nice. Did you want to cuddle?” I teased, my voice breaking out in laughter. For a moment, he looked a little awkward.
“F**k!” I yelled when Mason snuck up behind me. “You scared me half to death!” I put my hand over my heart to calm it down.
“What are you doing here, Riley?” His eyes went down to my hands, but the metal rod was still hidden in my sleeve.
“Nothing I could tell my Lieutenant.” I turned around on the gravel and planned to walk away to avoid punishment or, even worse, an awkward conversation. But when he grabbed my arm and turned me around, I could see the sadness in his eyes.
“Is that all I am to you now? Your Lieutenant?” I pulled my arm away because he was pushing the metal rod into my skin.
“Are you?” I asked him again, and he frowned.
He shook his car keys in his hands and then looked at his car. “We can’t talk about this here.” He sighed and said, “Get in.”
I felt weird sitting in the passenger seat of his car, but I couldn’t help but look at him. Maybe it was the way he held the steering wheel with his hands or the way he relaxed his legs that did it for me. Like driving really calmed him down. Is that strange?
“You didn’t come to my room to see me after,” he said after about twenty minutes of silence.
“You didn’t ask me to. You didn’t talk to me on the pitch. You didn’t give me secret smiles in the cafeteria. I thought you were sorry.” I said, not being able to look at him.
“I can’t say I didn’t have regrets because I did. I do.” My heart sank. It hurt so much that it felt like it was squeezing my stomach. “I’ve always tried to prove to myself that I’m good enough and that I can make my father proud. But I broke the rules, broke my oath, and let myself down.”
I paid close attention to what he was saying, trying not to let him know that I was upset by what he was saying.
“You know how many recruits have tried to seduce me over the years? I refused to let myself feel any s****l urges so I could stay in complete control. I never thought about s*x, ever. I didn’t feel turned on. I didn’t watch p**n. I didn’t jerk off. I didn’t even feel attracted to people.”
“That can’t be good for you.” He lifted one shoulder.
He moved his finger over his short stubble after taking one hand off the wheel.
“And then you showed up. At first, I was attracted to you because you were beautiful, Riley, but then I looked at you and felt nervous around you. My palms were always sweaty, my heart raced, and I was aware of every word I said because I didn’t want to sound dumb.
Your smart mouth made my d**k twitch, and your complete inability to do even the simplest things made my insides burst. I looked forward to seeing you every day and prayed you would step out of queue so I could spend more time with you in the only way I could.
I was in trouble because I was so drawn to you. I stopped watching the other recruits just to look at you. You had power over me like I’ve never known before. You’re my diamond among the rocks.
But that’s exactly why it can’t happen again.”
I let out a quiet breath. I wasn’t ready for that.
“I liked your speech, but is that really what you want? I can think of a more fun way to do it.”
I put my hand on his inner thigh, and his body stiffened under my touch. I moved it up towards his crotch.
“Riley—f**k!—I’m driving,” he gasped as I grabbed him through his jeans.
I unbuckled my belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his d**k. “So you drive, I’ll eat.”
The car swerved a little, but the roads were mostly empty, so I don’t think we were in any real danger.
“Are you going to say no?”
He moved around in his seat, and his cheeks got a little pink. Not because they were embarrassed, but because they were flustered. He was given a plate of temptation. Would he say no?
“No,” he said firmly, and I smiled back at him as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel with both hands.
“No, don’t do it,” or “No, you’re not going to tell me no?”
I moved my thumb over the head of his p***s, spreading the pre-c*m to all of his nerve endings. He gasped and blinked his eyes shut, but then he remembered that he needed to see the road.
“Lieutenant, what do you want? Do you want my tongue all over your shaft or not?”
I rubbed more pre-c*m into the soft head of his p***s, then I held his length and started a very slow hand job.
“F**k, Riley!” he hissed, grinding his teeth together and swaying the car even more.
“Yes, Jesus Christ yes! I want to feel the back of your throat with the head of my d**k.” He took one hand off the steering wheel and grabbed my hair, pushing my head down in anger.
Mason moaned and tilted his head back as my mouth wrapped around it like a blanket. The car moved slowly up the dirt road.
While I milked his d**k with my mouth, he pushed all of my hair back out of the way. He took charge and moved my head up and down his shaft roughly by the grip of my hair. I couldn’t fight back.
He made them worship him while he sat back and moaned and cursed and gasped. He thrust his hips up and down, deep-throating me. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t want to. I’d rather have Masons’ d**k than air any day.
He pulled my mouth away completely and then back on it, and each time I touched it again, he practically screamed.
“F**k Riley, I’m going to f*****g explode.” He pulled my face out again and held me still, not letting me get back on his d**k.
He pumped a few times, and then, just like he said he would, he blew up all over my face like I was a dirty little whore.
He breathed heavily and looked at me, worried about how I would react to the c*m shot that was dripping all over my face. I put my thumb in it and then seductively dipped it into my mouth and sucked.
“Jesus Riley, get on me right now. I need to f**k you senseless,” he said. I didn’t think twice about doing what he wanted.
Mason sent us back to boot camp after a lot of pointless f*****g sessions. He worked my body the same way he worked that field. I was in so much pain that I could barely walk, but I was in ecstasy remembering how his strong hands held my small body and teased my clit as he pounded me over and over again.
My o****m shook not only the car but also the whole world, or at least it felt that way. As we got to the dark part of my flat, he said, “I wish you could stay with me.”
“That’s nice. Did you want to cuddle?” I teased, my voice breaking out in laughter. For a moment, he looked a little awkward.