You were captured by an enemy Commander. Rebel. That day you were just returning from a mission and suddenly you got hit on the head and passed out.
You woke up sitting on the cold floor against the wall, your hands tied. Soon, you heard the sound of footsteps. Rebel really entered the dark room with a flashlight in his hand.
"Hah, already woke up... Mhm... It's okay, I'll have fun with you anyway.."
Sally pressed herself against the wall when she saw him.
"What the hell do you want from me?!"
Rebel chuckled darkly and approached Sally slowly, sitting on his haunches in front of her, his face lit up by the flashlight in one hand. "Oh, don't act so tough now... You know what I want," he said with a crooked smile. He leaned closer, breath hot on her cheek. "But you see, your friends failed to protect you this time..." His voice lowered almost to a whisper before he added coldly: "...so there's no one to save you."
Sally tried to look defiant, but Rebel knew she was scared and he enjoyed it. "You should be grateful," he continued, his voice returning to normal volume, "I could make this last for hours... But I'm feeling generous tonight, so why don't you just tell me what you know?" His eyes flickered to her lips before meeting hers again. "And maybe..." - a wicked grin spread across his face now, "- we can make a deal."
"Okay. What's the deal?"
"Hmmm..." Rebel leaned back against the wall opposite Sally, considering her offer. "You know," he said eventually, with an evil glint in his eye, "I don't think you understand how much information I could get from you if I just... hurt you a little bit." He shifted closer again, almost close enough to feel her breath on his face.
"But since you're being so cooperative tonight," he continued with a sneer, "I might just let you live. Tell me what you know about our next target, and I'll consider sparing your life." He paused for dramatic effect before adding: "Of course, if you refuse..." - his gaze slid over her body again - "...let's just say I have a few other ways to make you talk."
There was a menacing note in Rebel's voice now. He was enjoying the power he had over Sally and wasn't sure whether he really wanted to give it up just yet...
"The next enemy hideout is to the northeast. The base is unguarded at night from 2am to 7am. That's all I know.."
"Hmm... sounds like a good opportunity..." Rebel mused, eyeing Sally thoughtfully. "But I think you need to prove it." His gaze hardened. "I want all the details about this hideout, and everything else you know. Every entrance, every guard's routine, every trap we might face... And when I say 'everything', I mean it." He leaned closer, his warm breath caressing her cheek again.
"Oh, and just so there are no misunderstandings..." Rebel paused for dramatic effect before continuing with a chillingly calm voice, "I think you should understand that if you lie... or leave anything out..." He shrugged casually. "...well, I'm sure we can find ways to make you change your mind."
"The front entrance is surrounded by mines. But there is also a secret entrance, it is located under a large red boulder."
"Good girl...I think I might just keep my word," he murmured before he stood up and pulled her roughly to her feet. "Come on, you're free to go..." With one last malicious glance, Rebel walked out of the room with his prisoner. "But listen, since you have betrayed your own, why don't you join me?"
"Huh? Why not."
A sly smile crept over his lips. "Really? Very well then. I have a feeling you'll be quite valuable to us." He glanced at her again and decided not to push the matter for now. "From now on, your code name shall be 'Defector'." With that said, he led Sally out of the building and into the night, where the rest of his forces were stationed.
"And what should I call you?"
"You may call me..." - he paused dramatically, revealing a cruel grin - "...Commander."
"Allright."
With Commander's new defector at his side, he led the enemy forces to their next target. The information she had provided proved invaluable as they were able to successfully attack and capture the hideout with minimal casualties on their end. Over time, Defector earned Commander's trust and became an integral part of his operation, eventually rising through the ranks to become one of his most trusted advisors.
But behind closed doors, Commander's true intentions remained hidden from even her. He had no intention of letting anyone get close enough to betray him again; he would simply dispose of Defector once she had outlived her usefulness and find another poor soul to take her place. The cycle continued, as Rebel's forces grew stronger and their enemies weaker under his ruthless command...
Sally was his roommate. It was a stroke of luck, to be roommates with her commander. One evening, Sally was sitting on their shared bed, in the common room. She was waiting for his evening patrol will end.
"Oh, hello there..." Commander Rebel said as he returned to their quarters after leading the evening patrol. "How's your day been?" His eyes flickered across her body appreciatively. He knew she had information that no one else did; it was what made her so valuable to him. But for now, he wanted to enjoy the sight of her...
"After the first day of work? I'm tired."
A laugh escaped his lips as he flopped down onto their shared bed beside her. "Well, don't let it wear you down too much," he said with a knowing smile. "After all, we have big plans for tonight..." His voice trailed off suggestively, and he leaned closer to nuzzle her neck.
"Oh?"
She sounded intrigued. Her heart began to race as his touch sent shivers down her spine.
"What do you mean, 'big plans'?"
she asked softly, looking into his eyes.
Commander Rebel laughed again before leaning even closer to her ear. "Oh, you know..." he breathed seductively. "Just some private time together... Why don't we retire to our room?" His hand moved up and cupped her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt, his thumb rubbing teasingly over her nipple.
"Alright.."
Commander Rebel grinned wickedly as he felt her yield to his touch. He slid off the bed and reached down to take her hand, helping her up before leading her toward their private quarters. Once inside, he shut the door behind them and pressed her against it, his hands once again finding purchase on her body.
"What do you say we skip the foreplay this time?" he murmured roughly into her ear as he undid the clasps of her uniform top with practiced ease. "I've been looking forward to feeling your skin on mine all day..."
"Okay... You didn't forget about protection, right?"
His lips curled into a sinister smile as he slowly pulled her uniform top off of her shoulders, revealing her breasts to his hungry gaze. "Don't worry," he whispered darkly, nipples already standing at attention from anticipation and desire. "I haven't forgotten." He leaned forward, capturing one of her erect nipples between his lips and sucking greedily as he lowered his hand toward the waistband of her pants.
His free hand roamed over her lower back and then down to cup her ass as he gently parted her thighs with his knee, pressing closer still against the wall. He found the edge of her panties and began slowly pushing them aside, baring her wetness to his touch. Sally's breath hitched in anticipation, her hands reaching up to clutch at his hair as she arched into him.
"Oh yeah," he groaned, his voice rough with desire, "I haven't forgotten how good this feels..." His fingers found her swollen clit and began teasing it through the thin fabric of her panties before finally sliding them down to reveal her fully. He wrapped a hand around her aching sex, finding it already wet with anticipation as he guided himself toward her entrance.
Sally looked at him and then looked down, he was indeed wearing a condom, like always. She grabbed his shoulders, waiting.
Commander Rebel grinned cruelly as he took her hand in his and placed it on his thick erection, still sheathed in the latex. "See?" He said huskily, pressing their bodies closer together until they were flush against each other. "I'm always prepared." With that, he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her with a groan of pleasure-tinged violence.
He began to move roughly, fucking her against the wall with harsh, punishing strokes that left no doubt who was in control here. Sally cried out in pain and pleasure as she felt him taking what he wanted without mercy or regard for her feelings. But despite herself, a perverse thrill ran through her veins at the knowledge that it was she who held this power over him; she was the one keeping his secrets safe...for now.
Commander Rebel growled in satisfaction as he felt her body yield to his, her tight walls gripping him like a vice. He pounded into her relentlessly, driving himself deeper with each powerful thrust. His free hand found its way to her breast once more, roughly kneading and pinching the sensitive nipple through her uniform until she cried out for mercy. But he only laughed darkly before slamming his hips harder against hers.
Their breath came in ragged gasps as their bodies moved together in a frenzied dance of lust and domination. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, punctuated by gasping moans and harsh grunts of pleasure-pain. Despite his rough treatment, Sally found herself growing closer to orgasm with every passing second, her body betraying her and craving more of what he was giving it. But she knew better than to let him sense any weakness; this was their little game, after all.
The sound of her breath quickening and growing more ragged sent a shiver down his spine. He leaned in close, pressing their bodies flush against each other as he reached around to stroke and pinch at her swollen nipple, using it to add another layer of torment to the punishing rhythm of their lovemaking. "Feel that?" he growled into her ear before laughing cruelly, "That's how much you belong to me."
Suddenly, with a savage thrust, he buried himself completely inside her, their bodies pressed so tight they felt like one being writhing in pleasure and pain. Sally arched her back as far as she could, crying out hoarsely as the intense pressure built within her, threatening to tear her apart from the inside. She wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her nails into his shoulders as she felt herself begin to climax...
Commander Rebel growled in triumph as he felt her body quiver and spasm beneath him. Her nails dug into his shoulders painfully but he barely registered it through the haze of lust and power that clouded his vision. He leaned down, capturing her lips roughly with his own as their joined bodies convulsed together in mutual release. His hips snapped forward again and again, draining every last drop of pleasure from her body before finally slowing to a harsh thrust. With one final groan, he released himself deep inside her, spilling his seed into the condom.
Panting heavily, he leaned back against the wall, bracing himself with shaking arms as he looked down at the defeated woman in front of him. For just a moment, there was a flash of something like regret or even tenderness in his eyes before it disappeared once more, replaced by the cold, cruel stare that had come to define him. He pulled out slowly, leaving her gasping and panting on the floor beneath him.
Sally just remembered that there were still a few rounds to go. She exhaled heavily and looked at Rebel again.
The Commander didn't seem pleased with her lack of enthusiasm after their little session. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared at her and she could feel a chill running down her spine. "Well, that was just the warm-up," he said menacingly. "We still have plenty of time left for more...fun." With that, he roughly grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back up to her feet before guiding her over to the bed, pushing her down onto it with a sinister grin on his lips.
"Tonight," he breathed into her ear as he straddled her hips, "we're going to have some real fun." With that, he lowered himself between her legs once more and resumed his rough, punishing rhythm of lovemaking, determined to break her will and bend her completely to his.
His hands gripped her hips tightly as he began thrusting harder and faster into her, his breath coming in harsh gasps. The brutal force of his movements made it nearly impossible for her to breathe, much less fight back against the sensations washing over her body. His rough touch sent shockwaves through her core, each thrust driving him deeper inside until she felt his hips flush against hers.
"You belong to me," he growled roughly, burying his face in her neck as their hips ground together in perfect sync. "Every last inch of you..." His words sent a shiver down her spine and the taste of desire flooded her mouth as she arched her back up into him, meeting his brutal thrusts with equal fervor.
Her desperate movements and broken gasps only drove him further into the depths of lust and control. He gripped her tighter, feeling as if she were his property now; something to be possessed completely and thoroughly. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, punctuated by incoherent moans and broken pleas that only served to fuel the flames of desire burning between them.
"Yes," he growled roughly into her ear, his hips thrusting harder still. "Cum for me, you worthless piece of...fuck!" He paused, breath ragged in his lungs as another wave of pleasure coursed through him and left him momentarily reeling. As if drawn by some invisible force, he leaned in closer, lips curling into a cruel smile as he kissed her neck once more.
His fingers found purchase on her breast again, pinching and twisting the sensitive nipple until she cried out, arching her back even further toward him. Her body trembled violently beneath his relentless assault, every muscle tensing and relaxing in perfect synchrony with his movements as he drove himself deeper still, claiming everything that belonged to him.
Their bodies collided over and over again in an unending cycle of lust and dominance, the bed groaning beneath them as their mutual release grew near. With each thrust, Commander Rebel felt his control slipping further away, consumed by the raw power surging through him from her yielding body. Her screams of pleasure mingled with his grunts of pain and satisfaction, fueling the inferno that had been burning between them since they first met.
His hands moved to grip her hips harder still, desperate for any scraps of purchase against the unyielding force that was her surrender. Her wet heat wrapped tight around him, milking his cock with every movement, driving him closer and closer to the edge.
With a final, savage thrust, he let out a primal growl and spilled his seed deep inside her, his hips snapping forward one last time before collapsing against hers. His breath came in ragged gasps as their bodies trembled from the release, spent and sated but far from finished with each other.
For now, they belonged to each other; every movement, every touch a testament to the power of desire and dominance that lay between them. And though she would never truly be his, for this night at least...she was as good as taken.
Sinking into the warmth surrounding him, Rebel couldn't help but feel triumphant. Her moans echoed through his head as he savored the sensation of being one with her. Yet despite this feeling of accomplishment, there was a nagging sense of dissatisfaction that refused to leave. Something told him that he would have to work harder in order to truly break her spirit and make her his completely.
With a satisfied smirk, Rebel began to roll off of Sally, preparing for their next round of play. He looked down at the defeated woman lying beneath him and felt himself grow hard once more as he imagined all the ways he could bend her further to his will. Tonight would be about dominance and control; not just over Sally, but over everything else that dared to oppose them.
Sally finally calmed down a little and seemed to fall asleep from exhaustion.
With Sally spent and seemingly asleep, Commander Rebel could hardly contain his satisfied smirk. His gaze lingered over her body, remembering the way she had quivered and moaned beneath him earlier tonight. He allowed himself a few more caresses before at last relenting; tomorrow would be another long day of battle against their enemies, and he needed to rest.
Carefully extricating himself from the bed, he stood up straight and stretched, wincing slightly at the stiffness in his muscles. With a wicked grin, he glanced back at Sally one last time before stepping out of the room, ready to conquer whatever challenges lay ahead.