jimandrews6565
03-06-2010, 8:11 PM
Who knew I'd be caught my first time out? It's pretty pathetic when you consider the fact that the military spends years and hundreds of thousands of dollars training me and my first op finds me rendered unconscious within 30 minutes of touchdown.
I had just enough time to stash my parachute, check my weapons and take a leak when lightning blinded me. I remember thinking there weren't any clouds in the sky as I slid into unconsciousness.
I woke up in a holding cell, stripped to my underwear and laying on a plain cot. The camera in the corner watched me unabashedly as I tenderly fingered the knot on the back of my head. Apparently there hadn't been any lightning after all.
Within a few seconds of waking up my cell door opened and in walked a thirteen year old's wet dream. She had a killer body, firm breasts, tiny waist, delicate hips all poured into a leather bodysuit and adorned with utility and weapons belts. Her raven hair fell halfway down her back and her glasses served to heighten her amazing sex appeal. Those perfect "fuck-me" lips parted in a wicked smile, revealing flawless pearly whites.
"What's your name soldier?"
"John Doe."
Her smile widened.
"You probably expect me to get violent and torture the shit out of you, don't you?"
I shrugged, that's exactly what I expected.
"I don't work that way. I am the Baroness and I work for Cobra Command. You, sweetheart, will tell me everything I want to know and beg to tell me more by the time I'm done with you."
"Will you be continuing the threats for very long? If so, I'll go back to sleep and you can carry on without me. I've had a long day."
Her gorgeous smile never wavered as she walked over to where I sat on my cot, her high-heeled boots ringing on the cement floor.
"No threats," she gently pushed me back onto the cot. I lay back willingly, figuring she must have some insurance that I didn't know about to protect her from my obviously superior strength. "I have a special ability, no one but my commander knows about that makes me especially suited for interrogations. I can find your buttons."
I stared up at her in confusion, what the hell was this sexy bitch talking about?
"For example, within 10 seconds of talking to you I knew this was the way to start." she stepped up onto the cot and straddled my head. Her boots bracketed my face as she slowly lowered her body until her leather-clad crotch was an inch away from my lips. "You want to kiss my pussy," she made it a statement, not a question, and my instant erection confirmed her words. "Go ahead, I don't mind. Kiss me there." Her finger pointed to the seam that ran between her legs and I found myself lifting my head to reach it with my lips. "That's a good boy," she purred as she gently pressed against my face. "Oh wait," she pulled back up and my head involuntarily followed her. "I'm sorry, I misread you!"
Standing back up and grinning wickedly again, she turned around, grazing my lips with her boot heel. I stared up at her perfect ass hugged so beautifully in that tight leather.
"This is what you like, isn't it?" She slowly lowered her frame back to my waiting face. "You want my ass...on...your face." She sat down lightly on my face and my world became her glorious backside. "Mmmmm, yes, that's better." she gyrated her hips slowly and gently, rocking back and forth on my mug. "Soon we'll be able to talk," she began bouncing lightly atop my face as I felt my erection become a raging hard-on. "Just as soon as you shoot your first load. This is all it will take isn't it? My ass on your face? I told you I could find your buttons. Turns out, you're an ass man. Luckily, my ass is perfect. Don't you think?" she wriggled atop my face and all I could do is moan with my features buried in her leather-clad derriere. "You're almost there," she went back to bouncing lightly, as if she were gently fucking my face with her beautiful ass. "I know," she said brightly, "why don't you kiss it?" She raised her bottom up off my face and inch and I stared up at it in adoration. "Go on," she said huskily, "kiss my ass."
Eagerly I raised my head and planted my mouth on the shiny, taut leather covering her butt. As soon as my lips made contact I came in my shorts.
"There we go," she laughed and sat down heavily on my head "enjoy it." She ground her ass on my face while I came.
"Good boy, that's how we begin. Now, I'll ask the questions and you'll give the answers. If you play along, we can play more," she went back to lightly gyrating her hips, teasing my face with her perfect posterior. "If not, I'll leave and Hector can come in and play this game."
Did I talk?
Hell yes.
I had just enough time to stash my parachute, check my weapons and take a leak when lightning blinded me. I remember thinking there weren't any clouds in the sky as I slid into unconsciousness.
I woke up in a holding cell, stripped to my underwear and laying on a plain cot. The camera in the corner watched me unabashedly as I tenderly fingered the knot on the back of my head. Apparently there hadn't been any lightning after all.
Within a few seconds of waking up my cell door opened and in walked a thirteen year old's wet dream. She had a killer body, firm breasts, tiny waist, delicate hips all poured into a leather bodysuit and adorned with utility and weapons belts. Her raven hair fell halfway down her back and her glasses served to heighten her amazing sex appeal. Those perfect "fuck-me" lips parted in a wicked smile, revealing flawless pearly whites.
"What's your name soldier?"
"John Doe."
Her smile widened.
"You probably expect me to get violent and torture the shit out of you, don't you?"
I shrugged, that's exactly what I expected.
"I don't work that way. I am the Baroness and I work for Cobra Command. You, sweetheart, will tell me everything I want to know and beg to tell me more by the time I'm done with you."
"Will you be continuing the threats for very long? If so, I'll go back to sleep and you can carry on without me. I've had a long day."
Her gorgeous smile never wavered as she walked over to where I sat on my cot, her high-heeled boots ringing on the cement floor.
"No threats," she gently pushed me back onto the cot. I lay back willingly, figuring she must have some insurance that I didn't know about to protect her from my obviously superior strength. "I have a special ability, no one but my commander knows about that makes me especially suited for interrogations. I can find your buttons."
I stared up at her in confusion, what the hell was this sexy bitch talking about?
"For example, within 10 seconds of talking to you I knew this was the way to start." she stepped up onto the cot and straddled my head. Her boots bracketed my face as she slowly lowered her body until her leather-clad crotch was an inch away from my lips. "You want to kiss my pussy," she made it a statement, not a question, and my instant erection confirmed her words. "Go ahead, I don't mind. Kiss me there." Her finger pointed to the seam that ran between her legs and I found myself lifting my head to reach it with my lips. "That's a good boy," she purred as she gently pressed against my face. "Oh wait," she pulled back up and my head involuntarily followed her. "I'm sorry, I misread you!"
Standing back up and grinning wickedly again, she turned around, grazing my lips with her boot heel. I stared up at her perfect ass hugged so beautifully in that tight leather.
"This is what you like, isn't it?" She slowly lowered her frame back to my waiting face. "You want my ass...on...your face." She sat down lightly on my face and my world became her glorious backside. "Mmmmm, yes, that's better." she gyrated her hips slowly and gently, rocking back and forth on my mug. "Soon we'll be able to talk," she began bouncing lightly atop my face as I felt my erection become a raging hard-on. "Just as soon as you shoot your first load. This is all it will take isn't it? My ass on your face? I told you I could find your buttons. Turns out, you're an ass man. Luckily, my ass is perfect. Don't you think?" she wriggled atop my face and all I could do is moan with my features buried in her leather-clad derriere. "You're almost there," she went back to bouncing lightly, as if she were gently fucking my face with her beautiful ass. "I know," she said brightly, "why don't you kiss it?" She raised her bottom up off my face and inch and I stared up at it in adoration. "Go on," she said huskily, "kiss my ass."
Eagerly I raised my head and planted my mouth on the shiny, taut leather covering her butt. As soon as my lips made contact I came in my shorts.
"There we go," she laughed and sat down heavily on my head "enjoy it." She ground her ass on my face while I came.
"Good boy, that's how we begin. Now, I'll ask the questions and you'll give the answers. If you play along, we can play more," she went back to lightly gyrating her hips, teasing my face with her perfect posterior. "If not, I'll leave and Hector can come in and play this game."
Did I talk?
Hell yes.