"Still love me?" Oh, I remembered everything.
She kissed me in response. Morning breath or not her kisses were like honey from the gods and all of me melted except for junior down there who just went from hard to titanium. He's got a mind of his own and was seeking a warm, tight, wet place to hide in. He found it as I slid into her, taking her slow and easy then faster. Her breath quickening and my thighs hunching forward to lift hers as I dug in deeper, rooting in that good stuff. She came hard and a shriek emitted from her, that pussy of hers clenching down hard on my cock in rhythmic pulsations as she continued the shudders of an intense orgasm. The scream I quickly muffled by the expedient of my hand over her mouth. I didn't want to wake the kids after all. I was close to getting off myself and I loved morning sex. It was normal to wake with a hard-on, and lately I'd been taking care of that little medical problem with the help of a few others.
Oh, shit. They were awake, and walked in.
"Morning, Daddy." My Clarissa was the first to bounce in, her pigtails bobbing as she skipped over then climbed on the bed next to us. Crap. Crap. Crap. I felt my cock start to lose its hardness and I quickly rolled off Jean as I heard a muffled giggle out of her. Damn! Thank God, we were under the covers.
"Morning Peanut. Did you sleep well?" I was having a hard time concentrating. The monster may have briefly subsided with the entrance of the children but my balls were saying. "I want to cum and now." Holy shit blue balls. I seriously hate that ache. Like a bad tooth only worse.
"Yes but Paul is snoring again at night and why is Miss Jean in bed with you?" she was pointing.
"Uhm. Because were dating now honey and Paul will grow out of it hopefully."
"But aren't you dating Cara and Bridget?”
"Yeah. It's complicated Peanut. Don't you worry about it. Now all of you get downstairs and get some breakfast!" At nine, she was getting way too precocious and I felt Jean's smothered laughs behind my back as she pressed up against me those huge breasts boring holes through my shoulder blades.
"Kay, kay daddy." Off they went after giving me kisses and hugs, even little Jack.
"Daddy you didn't finish but I have to go to the bathroom." mimicked Jean from behind me.
I turned and rolled over on top of her my mouth fastening on her left nipple and biting down hard until she moaned, her eyes wild.
"You are an evil wench." I growled as I rolled back off her then watched that fantastic body scamper off the bed while rubbing her right nipple. She was laughing as she started getting dressed.
I heard banging on the door then Miguel's voice before he entered. I had told them to walk in day or night. Jean took it in stride and just slightly turned away. He ignored her. Probably afraid of what Rosita would think if he was caught looking.
“Señor Jay, you’re still in bed? Half the día is gone. It is time to work Comandante."
"Jesus Miguel." I glanced at the wind up alarm clock next to the bed. "It's only eight in morning. I was up way past midnight clearing zombies out of downtown." I groaned swinging my legs out as I threw the covers aside. Wow, it was chilly in here. Needed to do something about heat. I was naked of course and I'm not modest. If Miguel wanted to look at me in all my glory, he could. I glanced at him and noticed he was ignoring my nakedness with an impatient look on his face. Right, time to get dressed. Jean finished and leaned down cupping my face in her hands and gave me a great goodbye kiss. She was off on errands for Miguel and I heard her whisper "I love you," again before she left. I nodded. I threw my jacket on after I finished with my boots and I was grateful for the warmth it provided then grabbed my guns. I never went anywhere without them these days.
"Okay I'm ready, let's go." he had hung around; I guess as a hurry up damn it incentive.
I followed him to the small office I was using as an informal meeting room where he already had papers and maps spread out over the large desk. I also noticed he had a kerosene heater set up in there and the room was cheerfully warm. I had one in the kids’ room also but not mine. I stood with my back to it but close to warm my legs up. I was going to need to break out my long johns like soon.
"Your Corporal Corey say the new army refugees are about two hours out. I have Cara and Bridget ayudando, uh helping, with patrols to the south. The zombies are growing in numbers Señor. I'm getting worried." I nodded at that, as it was something I'd noticed. "I have the hombres early this morning making cots for the new refugees out of scrap wood and old blankets then I am thinking, this was too slow, so we are taking mattresses out of casas we boarded up after empty them. They should have that done by the time our new refugees arrive." I nodded again at his words. Before we stopped our quite thorough scavenger parties, we totally emptied out a bunch of homes taking everything of value and of course clearing them out of zombies in the process. Once that was done, they were boarded up with nails and wood scraps to keep any new zombies from using them as hiding places. A bright ‘X’ marked the front door of each to confirm that it was empty and as a final precaution, they pulled the electric meter and turned off any gas and water valves. We had at least a two-year supply of food stockpiled now and I had mid-term goals of restoring many of these utility functions that only Miguel, Michael and a few others knew about. It's amazing how much stuff you can accumulate when only a few percent of the population were left.
He kept talking while I warmed up, filling me in. Les and a bunch of others had completed their move to the First Baptist Church complex. It was only a half mile out of town east on Highway 82 and while that area was still fairly zombie light I knew it wouldn't last. The only reason we had a small bit of breathing room from them is because of our remote location. I learned that almost a hundred of our bunch had left with Les, and true to my orders, we had kept the children here under force of arms. I wanted their little group viable before I was going to release any of our future generation into their care. I also learned what I had suspected would happen and that was most of the people that had gone over to him were the ones we were constantly having problems with. The ones who didn't want to work or felt our rules were too strict, were drunk all the time, or were caught playing video games on guard duty, etc. That last part I didn't really understand because frankly we had few rules. The few we did have were common sense ones. Work your ass off like everyone else while praying we survive, don't harm anyone or demean them and if you're on any kind of guard duty do not incapacitate yourself through alcohol, drugs or games of any kind. None of us wanted fucked up people guarding our kids.
"So Les acquired the losers, eh?"
“Sí Señor Jay." Miguel had quite the evil smile going on.
"They aint gonna make it, you know."
"I know this Señor, we keep eyes on them best we can." I nodded at those words. Right. It was really all we could do. Stupid people will do what stupid people always do. I sighed in frustration. Perhaps it was God’s way of weeding out the bad parts of the gene pool. Unfortunately, he never went far enough and got all of them. A few always survived to multiply and create future problems.
"All right, we have a big day Miguel. We have refugees coming in. I want to get a truckload of food or two out to the Amish to help with their refugees. We'll take them in here shortly; we just need to catch up."
"Every day is big busy day Señor and I agree but I think we will not catch up any time soon. We still have muchas casas around here we need to strip and we need more buildings aquí for the soldiers. I do not like mixing them with civilians and they need privacy also. Most have taken mujeres. Women for themselves."
"Aye. Well I'm of two minds on that Miguel. Might be better to mix them up."
"Makes them lazy Señor and they make many bad habits. We found that out in México."
"Well there is that. Okay let me think on it." Hell I wasn't sure what to do. I wanted the soldiers to feel like part of the community instead of separated outsiders. But they had taken a ton of local women as their own so maybe that would work out good if we did indeed separa
te them. Like I said, I'd think on it long and hard.
"I need to get with LSS before I fill you in on our next major project just to make sure we have everything covered. We're going to expand our controlled zombie free zone now that we'll have enough people to make it work. We have to grab as much as we can possibly hold because if we don't, by spring the zombies coming our way will make it ten times harder to do so."
"Entiendo Señor understood. How much do you think we can hold?"
"That's what I want to verify buddy." Actually my balls ached and I wanted to fix that medical issue. I was hoping my LSS wasn't too pissed at me taking Jean before her.
"Okay, Señor. Let me know when you're ready. Después de encontrar una mujer para follar." Was that a smirk on Miguel's face? And what the hell was the last part he threw in? Something about finding a woman to...Surely not! And I really did need to brush up on my Spanish. If he said what I thought he said...well, I decided to ignore him.
"Yeah." I coughed. "Be right back"
“Sí, whenever you finish up Señor. Oh, and Jason needs to speak to you when you have time. He say es importante." Yes, definitely a smirk. I ignored it as I trotted off. My nuts were truly killing me and I knew just the treatment. I would see Jason after that and have that important talk. Priorities after all.
*****
DAY 7: 0830 ET
She couldn't stop thinking about the Commander. Ever since last night when he had almost taken her here in the CAPC, then his rough demanding kisses after the meeting. The no nonsense firmness and control, just taking what he wanted really turned her on. She wanted him to take her, and take her hard even though she had never actually been with a man before. But she'd read a lot of romance novels and what really excited her were the ones where the man just took his woman. His prize or his plaything. And forcefully! The Commander seemed that way. She hoped and believed so, and last night after lights out, she had used her fingers under the blankets as she remembered his hands and lips on her body. She had cum twice quickly and she flushed at the memory, but couldn't get the smile off her face. She and Jean had briefly talked. Wanting, no needing the same man and had agreed Jean would have him first but it was her turn tonight. Or today if she was lucky.
She had done everything he asked her this morning. She had repeaters set up to broadcast an encrypted single from over twenty miles away. As far away as the soldiers had felt safe getting to. From there she had hacked into another cellular node up by Mount Pleasant and using MSgt Trask, had recorded a message to all units still alive and not under the control of this shadow government. Detailing briefly their experiences and how local units were regrouping here in Michigan with strict protocols for contact to verify authenticity. The Commander had them activate the Avenger's anti-air support function. He was worried that the only good way for this ‘shadow government’ to take them out was to get an air squadron to do the job and the Avenger's anti missile and ground to air coverage was only surpassed by the Patriot Missile Defense System. As a missile battery, it was top of the line. She didn't blame the Commander for that either. She had considered the same. None of them knew what was truly going on. Not really. They were receiving some contact and some units were moving in their direction but nothing concrete yet other than the two units that were almost here.
The hatch suddenly opened letting in a blast of cold air. She turned as the Commander entered, her heart suddenly sped up and she instantly felt herself getting wet down there. He was smiling at her and she watched as he turned and locked the hatch when he closed it. She could only hope, and she wasn't going to make it easy for him. She wanted him to take her hard. She noticed that her thighs were rubbing together in subconscious anticipation. Jeeze she was such a ditz.
"Hey LSS. I wanted to go over the map again. Make sure we can hold this much for now." He was holding the map of Newaygo area they had marked up earlier. She didn't care about any of that. She only knew she was horny and wanted him badly.
"How was your night with Jean?" Sure, she cut right to the chase skipping all that and stood up with her back to him.
"Fine." Was that hesitation in his voice?
"Good. Glad to hear, Sir. What we outlined will work with our available numbers. Will that be all?" If he wanted it, he would have to try a lot harder for sure was her thinking.
"No that's not all LSS!" She felt his strong hands grip her shoulders and turn her around. He was staring at her with an irritated expression on his face. Good. He was so close! Their thighs were touching. She looked into his eyes and saw that his pupils were dilated, his hair damp and he smelled like soap. Obviously, he had taken a shower before coming here.
"What's wrong? I thought we had something?" Wow, he sounded weak now, she thought.
"I like you, Sir, but will that be all? And you're in my space, Sir." He was inches from her and she could see that he got angry at her words. He didn't back up though. He actually leaned forward pushing her back slightly and cocked his head looking at her. Then she saw him smile slowly and the wetness immediately increased between her thighs.
"I see. In your space, eh? Let's fix that LSS." And he bent her over backwards his hands reaching out to grab hers twisting them behind her back then gripping them with one hand. Her stomach did a flip-flop as his head descended and his lips crushed hers with demanding intensity as his knee pushed between her legs forcing her thighs apart even though she tried to keep them closed, forcing her half up on the console. Yes, he did understand!
"I think you’re being disrespectful to your new Commander," he whispered in her ear as he tilted his head biting the flesh on her neck.
"Disrespectful, Sir?" She was gasping now and trying to jerk her hands free but he had them in an iron grip. God he was strong! She was helpless. Just where she wanted to be.
"Yes. I think your insubordination deserves a severe lesson."
"Severe, Sir?"
"Yes and quit repeating me. It will only make the punishment worse." She gulped. Punishment? What did he have in mind?
"Yes Sir. Please don't hurt me, Sir. Not a lot anyways, Sir." Shit, she saw those last words of hers really set him off. Then his smile widened and his right hand reached up grabbing her left breast while keeping her hands captive, gripping it almost painfully hard. But she wanted that. Being dominated was exciting her and she felt her juices flowing uncontrollably as she squirmed against him.
"Ohhhhhh." she moaned.
His strong hand released her breast then before she could react, she felt him take both her wrists raising her arms above her head. Then, oh no. As she was bent over backwards, she felt her wrists being tightly tied with one of the patch cords that littered the console top. His hot breath fanned her neck causing her skin to flush with need. She was gasping now, feeling his strong hands slide down her body over her trembling hips reaching her thighs, then she was yanked downward her arms stretched straight back as her torso arched over the console. She tried to close her thighs again but it was way too late, he was between them pressing his hard crotch against her groin. She could feel his manhood deforming the fabric of his jeans and its hard length rubbing into her. She moaned again squirming as her thighs trembled.
He stepped slightly away from her and she felt his hands roaming over the top of her camouflage utilities pressing down, feeling her breasts and belly through its fabric, then suddenly he was gripping her fatigue top ripping it open as popping buttons careened around the small interior of the CAPC. Gasping in shock, she looked up at him but saw him frowning at her. What? she wondered?
"I see you’re wearing that damn iron sports bra under your t-shirt again," he growled.
She couldn't help herself. A laugh escaped her. His expression turned thoughtful then he grinned, reaching down, and in a smooth motion pulled her t-shirt and sports bra up and over her face and upper arms leaving it there. Wow, she was captive, totally helpless and now blind!
*****
Oh man was I horny and my nuts hurt like a son-of-a-bitch. I beat
feet straight to the CAPC where I felt myself stiffen at the sight of her when I entered. We traded some small talk. I think I mentioned the map but only as an excuse. She was definitely acting strange though. Almost cold. Was she upset about Jean? Had she changed her mind? What in hell was going on? Then she practically dismissed me and turned away. Now I was getting irritated and I twisted her back to face me and moved up against her. I certainly hadn't imagined our three previous encounters.
Then I looked at her, I mean, really looked at her. I don't really remember what we said next because I was totally focused on her. Her body language and her expressions. Her legs slightly spread, shoulders back with chest thrust out and hands placed to either side. Not at all the posture of someone who didn't like someone. Her face was flushed and there was an almost pensive look on her face that her dilated pupils made her appear almost deprived or in need. Then it hit me right square between the eyes. She was forcing me to dominate her without actually coming out and saying it. Yeah buddy. This I can do.
So I grabbed her wrists twisting them behind her back while forcing my knee between her thighs spreading them wider and kissed her hard. I could instantly tell from her reaction that I had scored an A+ on this test.
I bent her backwards crushing her against me and whispered in her ear.
"I think you’re being disrespectful to your new Commander."
"Disrespectful, Sir?" She was really getting into this, doing the whole trying to get away scared act. I had too quickly tighten my grip before she broke loose and I saw something on the console that would help. Patch cords! I chuckled evilly.
"Yes, I think your insubordination deserves a severe lesson."
"Severe, Sir?"
"Yes and quit repeating me. It will only make the punishment worse." I saw her swallow. Okay, now she was a little unsure of what might happen. Good! Because she had no idea.
"Yes Sir. Please don't hurt me, Sir. Not a lot anyways, Sir." Well that cinched it. Who would have thought? A virgin that craved domination. I thought for a second, actually, she had only claimed to have never been with a man. I chuckled evilly again, finally able to release my inner beast. I hoped she knew what she was doing.
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