Chains of Command
Copyright© 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 12: Ten Days Later
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12: Ten Days Later - Newly commissioned Lt. Elson is assigned a new commanding officer who exploits him sexually (for money). She eventually starts beating him before forcibly taking her pleasure. Reaching the breaking point, his wife Heather steps in to take charge of the situation, forcing a "switch" on his oppressor. In the long run, a new relationship is created, where bondage is not the only goal. No scars or blood. (An experimental story, outside my usual genre.)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Military Rags To Riches BDSM MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex Sex Toys Big Breasts Hairy Small Breasts
Barbara brought around the Charger for Heather and Jan. Although he was still tender from the surgery, Jan was definitely ready to come home to be with his family. When he rolled out into the sunlight, squinting, and saw his new car, he said, “My Baby!”
“I thought I was your baby, husband.”
He thought, quickly. “No, Heather, you’re my honey. The Dodge is my baby. It was nice of Barbara to bring it today.”
Gingerly, he stepped into the passenger seat and put on his safety belt. Heather jumped into the back seat.
“Let’s go home, ladies. I’m tired of hospitals, particularly hospital food. I know it’s not allowed, but I can fantasize over a nice juicy steak.”
“Nope, husband, as you know, from now on your liver requires you to stay in a fish and poultry zone. No cattle for you. (Despite living in Texas.)
Barbara spoke up from the driver’s seat. “If you really want to fantasize about something juicy, my pussy is missing you desperately.”
From the back seat: “Mine too! Mine too!”
Suddenly, his thin hospital pajama pants were getting tight in the crotch. So he did the natural thing and pulled his cock out and started stroking. Four traffic signals and three stop signs later, Barbara parked in their driveway, unbelted, leaned over, and inhaled him.
“No fair!” cried Heather. She pulled up her skirt, tugged down her panties, and began urgently masturbating in the back seat.
“It’s good to be home!” thought Jan.