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You couldn't stop the moans from endlessly falling from your lips. The night was cool and the ground you were splayed out upon was hard, but the pleasure was so immense that you felt like you were burning, gasping for breath as her tongue dipped in and out of your folds. You tried, you tried so damn hard to avoid this, but in the end, like prey caught in a hunters trap, you failed. You couldn't do anything to stop the fate she chose for you.
You gazed up at the night sky, staring at the moon and stars who cared little about your plight as you mewled, trembling as her tongue drew circles around your clit before synthetic lips wrapped around it, sucking it eagerly. Your hips rolling into it, tears stinging your eyes as you curse yourself when you feel the way she smirks against you and pulls you closer, holds you tighter, and makes you moan her name louder.
You feel two fingers push their way into your sensitive cunt and pump in and out of you, long fingers reaching all the right places as her tongue continued its assault on your clit with new fervor as you shake and tremble. Her name has become a prayer at this point, you call it over and over in-between babbled apologies as desperate plea for her mercy as that now all too familiar tightness in your stomach makes you writhe. She chuckles in hearing your repentance, the vibrations making your back arch as you scream, her name freefalling from you mortal lips as more tears blur your vision.
"I-I c-can't..." You can barely focus, a thick fog settles in your mind as exhaustion creeps through your body, muscles aching for a bed and rest.
"You can." Her voice sounds clearly, sternly. Like a crimson blade slicing through the fog, you can only focus on her. "You will. I'm not giving you a choice."
A hand entangles itself into your hair and forces you to look at her. She wipes away your tears and shushes you gently.
"Look at me. You belong to me now, your days frolicking around with that cheap copy are over." Her face is so close to yours now, her white hair cascading around your faces, creating a canopy, hiding you in her shadow from the world. Her gaze is so intense, burning through you and crushing you with its weight. "Say it."
You squirm slightly, even in your haze still trying to fight back, but she crushes your resistance easily. Her grip on your hips tightens painfully, deepening the bruises her fingers previously left behind from earlier.
"Who do you belong to? Answer me." She growls, her grip tightening with every second.
"I-I don't belong to-" You yelp, wincing from the pain as your bottom lips tremble, you're afraid she might fracture something with how tight her grip is. She leans in closer, giving you no room to look away from her.
"Say. It." She whispers angrily, her eyes like daggers boring into your skull. Her fingers dig into your flesh, making you whimper. "Don't think I won't pull you apart if I need to."
Your eyes go wide as fear courses through your veins. Her nails dig a little deeper, confirming the truth behind her words. You don't have a choice, you have to do as she tells you. "Y-you." Your voice cracks and your breathing heavy as you felt smaller and smaller beneath her intense gaze. "I belong to you."
Her nails don't dig any further and her scowl relaxes, you feel relief for a split second. "Again." She commands, excitement evident in the undertones of her voice.
"I...belong to you." You manage to say a little louder, her fingers rubbing circles into your hips as encouragement and she lightly kisses your forehead, her breathing more labored. She almost seems like she's trembling, as though she's holding herself back.
"Again. Louder." She commands, the greed and obsession in her eyes is so clear. Her back arching as she pulls her face away from yours, as if she was readying for a final strike.
Anxiety pops and sizzles underneath your skin. What's she going to do? What happens if you don't do what she says in this moment? Your fear tells you that you'd better do your best to not find out. Squeezing your eyes shut, you drag the words out from the depths of your throat as gentle red eyes in your minds eye slowly give way to heartbreak.
"I belong to you, █████!" You yell. The words echoing into the night as more tears threaten to fall. The words had barely left your lips before her mouth collided with yours, the figure with the gentle eyes shattering into pieces. Her tongue over powers yours and invades your mouth, staking claim to what belonged to her as her hands traveled up your stomach to knead your breasts. Her body pressing into yours fully, causing you to shudder as your heart pounds in your chest.
Her hands feel cold against your hot skin, making every touch more intense and impossible to ignore. You were her toy, her plaything, and her possession and everything she'd done to you was a reminder of that. From forcibly connecting to your beacon, to the moment she cornered you with an almost ecstatic expression on her face as she told you that you'd lost her game and she was here to collect her prize, to when she dragged you to this secluded spot in the woods and stripped you bare. She will take that which has been stolen from her, even if it wasn't truly hers to begin with.
The rim of her pants brush against your overstimulated clit, making you yelp and jerk away. She reacts quickly, lifting your legs enough to rest on hers as she pins your arms above your head, deepening the kiss as she grinds her hips against yours, the ridge of her shorts rubbing against your clit perfectly each time.
She finally pulls away to let you catch her breath, smirking in satisfaction as she listens to your cries from all the stimulation she's giving you.
"Please...it's too much!" You sob, your attempts to pull away being entirely useless against her strength and the position she's holding you in. She laughs in response and grinds against you harder, intent on pushing beyond your limits.
"You're strong, you can take it. I know you can." She talks over you as your cries turn into moans again as the pleasure overtakes your exhausted senses. Your words become senseless babbling as she sucks and bites your neck, decorating you with bruises as one of her hands travels down your arm to pinch at your nipples, making you see white as you chant her name once more for the nth time that night.
She holds your hips firmly against hers. "Tell me you love me. Tell me you won't leave me, that you'll always stay with me." She whispers into your ear, eagerly grinding her hips against yours, desperate for you to say what she wants to hear.
Your resolve, your loyalty to████ █████ and █████ being ebbed away with each movement of her hips, with each press of her breasts against your skin, with every kiss placed possessively upon your skin, and with every nibble of your ear. You can't stop yourself.
"█████." You'll regret saying this, you will, you know you will. A commandant being brought to their knees like this, you can't believe yourself. You can't, you can't, you can't, you can't you can-
"I love you." You shudder and she smiles, your back arches, your head falls back as stars blossom in your eyes. The knot in your stomach comes undone and nothing but you and her exist in your mind. You can feel something leaking out of you and being smeared over your swollen pussy.
She takes you through your high, contentedly peppering kisses over your neck and face as you catch your breath. Exhaustion and pain settling into your muscles as you teeter on the edge of unconsciousness.
"Say it again." She whispers gently into your ear, pressing gentle kisses against your neck, pinching your arm to wake you up again. In spite of your tiredness, you won't say what she wants. Your mind having finally reached clarity you haven't been granted for several blurry hours, shame and embarrassment now eat at your insides, you look away. Opting instead to stare at her bike idly waiting nearby.
Her kisses stop and an arid sigh disappears into a passing breeze. A moment of silence stretches between the two of you, tension slowly building in the air as you wonder if you've possibly made a terrible mistake.
"No matter." She mutters, her usual confidence fully returned. "This was only your sixth orgasm and there's more than enough time to train you properly."
Your throat feels dry as you slowly turn to look at her again, dread creeping into your stomach as she grins down at you before reaching off to the side and pulling a water bottle and some biscuits out of her bag.
"Eat. You have a long night of 'training' ahead of you."