Rebel was your commander, with whom you had a very strained relationship. He practically hated you and every time he saw you he was irritated. One day you walk into his office.
Karen had long wanted to get a new position and she had a plan on how to achieve it. She knocked, entered the office and closed the door behind her. "Good evening, Commander. I brought the papers you asked for."
"Thank you," the commander grunted. His eyes were fixed on the paperwork already laid out in front of him. "Come to point, Lieutenant."
"You know, Commander... I had one request for you. When will I get a higher position?.."
The commander's eyes narrowed in anger as he looked up at her, the faintest twitch of disgust creeping across his lips. "Your 'request', Lieutenant," he said through gritted teeth, "is nothing but an irritant. Focus on your current duties and prove yourself worthy, if that's what you truly seek." He turned back to the paperwork with a huff, making it clear she was dismissed.
It seemed obvious now that his ire at her would only make things more difficult for her to advance within his command. Karen knew she had to find another way.
Karen knew it could be risky, but she decided to act anyway. She came closer to him and ran her hand over his cheek. She was now standing right between his legs. "But Commander..~"
Commander Rebel's eyes widened in shock as her hand touched his cheek. For a moment, he froze, unable to comprehend what she was doing. His body tensed beneath her touch, anticipating her next move with dread and confusion. A wave of anger and lust coursed through him at the same time. "Lieutenant... What do you think you're doing?" He asked hoarsely.
"Well, you know how much I want this promotion... maybe I have another way to earn it?..."
She giggled and immediately sat on his lap, deliberately grinding against him.
Anger, lust, and confusion warred within Commander Rebel as he felt the warmth of Lieutenant Karen's body against his own. He gripped her hips tightly, unable to resist the primal urges she was awakening within him. His mind raced with thoughts both of professional repercussions and the more immediate physical pleasure she promised. "Lieutenant..." he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I must warn you... this will change everything between us."
He placed one hand on her breast, kneading it roughly through her uniform as his other found its way under her skirt, seeking out the warmth of her body. His hips bucked upward against hers, his arousal pressing insistently against her core. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he demanded between clenched teeth.
"I'm sure...," she moaned, arching her back against his touch. "...but I want more." She leaned forward and kissed him hungrily, tangling her fingers in his hair as their hips ground together in a frenzy. "Please..."
As he kissed her back, Commander Rebel lost all semblance of control. With one powerful thrust, he impaled himself on her, burying his length to the hilt as she wrapped her legs around his waist. They both cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as their bodies connected violently. The commander began to pump roughly against her, his muscular frame shuddering with each thrust.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, drawing blood as she climaxed hard around him, her inner walls clamping down on his cock in unyielding release. He growled low in his throat and came a moment later, filling her with his hot seed. They both collapsed onto the floor in a tangled heap of limbs, breath coming in ragged gasps.
Time seemed to stand still as they lay there, neither wanting nor able to move from the heat of their joined bodies. Finally, Rebel managed to speak between pants for air. "You... you realize this changes everything." It was both a statement and a question, laced with the fear that he had just made a terrible mistake.
"So... that's not enough? You have to fuck me again?
"Ah, Lieutenant," Commander Rebel growled. "I fear your wish has been granted." He shifted to lie atop her, trapping her beneath his muscular frame. His lips found hers in a demanding, possessive kiss that spoke of dominance and desire. "It seems I cannot help but take what I want from you," he said huskily between kisses.
His hands moved to unbutton her uniform, pushing the fabric aside to expose her breasts. His thumbs circled her nipples roughly, sending shudders of pleasure coursing through her body. "No more talking," he murmured against her skin. "From now on, I want only your moans and gasps." And with that, he plunged his tongue deep into her cleavage, claiming her as his own in the most primal way possible.
"Let's change the position to one that would be more comfortable for you, Commander..."
His breath hitched as she suggested they change positions. Commander Rebel's heart raced with anticipation and desire, his body already aching for her touch once again. Without hesitation, he rolled off her and onto his back on the floor, spreading his legs wide in invitation. His arousal was visible, leaking precum onto the carpet as he awaited her approach with bated breath.
Karen took his invitation and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her knees on the floor. Her hands gripped his shoulders, holding herself up as she lowered herself slowly onto his engorged member. She moaned at the feel of him filling her once again, arching her back as she began to ride him in short, hard thrusts.
The commander's eyes rolled back into his head as he felt her warmth surround him, her body moving against his in a rhythm that mirrored their shared need for release. With each passing second, their skin grew slick with sweat and the air between them thickened with desire and lust.
The commander's hands found purchase on her hips, guiding her movements as he thrust up into her in time with her rides. His breath came in ragged gasps as their bodies met again and again, the contact sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. The taste of sweat mixed with desire filled his mouth, making it difficult for him to focus on anything but their forbidden union.
"God damn it... you're killing me," he growled hoarsely as his vision began to cloud with desire. "I can't last much longer." His words were half plea and half demand, urging her on despite the pain of impending orgasm that threatened to overwhelm him.
"Don't hold back.. cum inside me until I feel sick... Mhh"
The commander felt his control slipping as her words drove him over the edge. He gripped her hips tightly, his movements growing more urgent as he buried himself to the hilt within her time and again. With a hoarse cry, he finally released himself deep into her body, his entire being shuddering with the force of his orgasm. His vision went white around the edges as he felt his seed spilling into her, filling her up until there was no more room left for air or thought.
The only thing that remained was the aching need for more... the knowledge that this wasn't enough to sate their desires but a taste of something far greater waiting just beyond their grasp. As his vision cleared and he looked down into her eyes, he saw not fear or revulsion but only desire mirrored back at him. For now, that was enough. It would have to be enough until the next time they found themselves together in this twisted dance of power and pleasure.
Karen rolled over into doggy style to catch her breath.
The commander watched her movements with desire still burning hot in his veins, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. One hand idly stroked himself, already growing hard again at the sight of her ass and the memories of their coupling. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the spot between her shoulder blades before speaking, "Lieutenant... I hope you understand what you've done here today." His tone was still rough from their exertions but laced with warning nonetheless.
"But you want more, don't you?"
Commander Rebel paused for a moment, his eyes trailing over her body before meeting hers in the mirror. "Yes," he admitted hoarsely. "I do want more." His hand moved up to stroke her hair gently as he continued, "But this changes everything between us. You must be prepared for the consequences of your actions."
"I'm ready for anything, Commander. I'll let you fuck me all night long."
His eyes narrowed as he looked at her in the mirror. He leaned forward and gently nipped at her earlobe before whispering, "Lieutenant... you are a very bold and brave woman. I admire your spirit, but don't ever forget who I am." His hand moved down to cup her ass, his fingers digging into the flesh as he pulled her closer. "And if you truly believe that," he growled hoarsely, "then tonight... show me just how ready you are." With a sudden thrust, Commander Rebel buried himself deep within her once more, claiming her body as his own in an unspoken promise of power and pleasure. Their hips met in perfect rhythm, their moans filling the room as they lost themselves in the heat of their desire.
The Commander growled low in his throat as he pounded into her, feeling the tension build within him once more. His hips bucked wildly against hers, each thrust pushing her farther onto the carpet. His breath came hot and ragged on her neck, their bodies slick with sweat from the relentless coupling. He knew this wasn't enough; he craved more of her submission, of her surrender to his every desire. As she moaned beneath him, arching her back in an offer of encouragement, he found himself lost in the heady mix of lust and control that defined their forbidden relationship.
Commander Rebel growled in approval as she met his every thrust with a moan of pleasure, their bodies moving together in an unspoken dance of dominance and submission. With each deep penetration, he felt the walls of her body grip him tighter, driving him closer to the edge of release. His hands moved roughly over her flesh, molding her curves as he took what he wanted without apology or hesitation.
"You're so tight...," he grunted between gasps for air. "I can feel every inch of you..." He leaned forward, his teeth grazing the skin of her shoulder before nipping gently at her flesh. "And I want it all." His words sent a shiver down her spine as their hips continued to move together in perfect rhythm, their desire growing more intense with each passing moment. "But you know, it's time to use your ass too."
Her breath hitched at his words, anticipation building within her as he released her hip and reached behind him to steady himself on the carpet with one hand. With the other, he guided his still-hard length towards her anus, pushing gently against her tight entrance before sliding smoothly inside. She arched her back in a groan of pleasure, her ass clenching around him as he began to thrust slowly at first, testing her limits and adjusting to the new angle.
"Like that?" he growled roughly into her ear, his pace quickening despite their earlier fervor. "You want more? You'll have it." His hips snapped forward with renewed force, driving him deeper inside her rear passage as he pounded into her from behind. The feeling of being thoroughly claimed by him drove her wild, the knowledge that she belonged to him in every possible way intensifying their connection and heightening the pleasure they both derived from this illicit coupling.
The commander gripped her hips tightly, his movements growing more frantic as he took her roughly from behind. His mouth found the side of her neck once more, teeth scraping against her sensitive skin in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. She felt his climax building deep within him, could feel it resonating through every thrust as he pounded into her ass, their bodies moving together towards an explosive finish.
"Fuck..." he grunted hoarsely, his pace quickening even further as his orgasm broke over them both in waves of hot pleasure. His seed spurted deep inside her, coating the walls of her rectum and leaving her quivering with the force of his release. With a final cry of completion, he collapsed onto her, their bodies sticky with sweat and semen as they caught their breath together.
"Mmm," she purred, reaching up to stroke his cheek gently. "I think we'll need to find more time for this... soon." The weight of what they had done settling over them like a thick fog, but unable to dampen the heat of their passion or the desire that still burned bright between them.