by Writing Shark
SitRep
With awe Felicia watches as the men gather around a small table on which John has scribbled some notes. None of the soldiers are bothered by her presence and that makes the woman proud. Apparently, they all think she is a good trained slut and she lovingly looks at her master for this gift. Quietly, she watches as the men divide up their beloved Hayworth School for special girls, angels, and determine the fate of so many with military precision and male indifference.
“My plan calls for the following structure,” says John. “With the four girls, I have laid a foundation. They are willing and we can rely on them. With their help, I plan to grow the operation slowly but surely. At first, I don’t expect much income and we’ll have to be frugal.”
“What assets do you have?” asks Augustus.
“The four girls make videos that I put on the Internet. Anonymously on a special website. No ads or names. Let them get accustomed, create attention.”
“That’ll be quick,” Augustus says with a grin, and John nods. “I’m more worried about OpSec.”
“What do we need?” asks John. Augustus considers for a few seconds.
“It’s not about the girls. If it’s really as simple as you say then quantity doesn’t matter. The stakes are important. We have to allocate our resources. Not every one of the girls will volunteer, that much is clear. No matter how much damage the school has done, sex for money is serious business.” Everyone nods. “We need a way to make them compliant.”
“That’s what I’ll do,” says Caligula monotonously, and that’s the end of the matter. “I need a place to work.”
“You shall have it” promises John.
“We all need that” says Augustus as Hadrian and Vespasian look on, arms folded in front of their chests. “We can’t run the operation from the hotel.”
“I’ll get to the safe house soon,” John says. “First, the technical structure.” With this looks turn at Augustus again, who Felicia suspects is some kind of planner for the group.
“Tech. Very simple. I’ll take a look at your site and see if we can expand that.”
“What about other types of use?” asks Hadrian. “Internet appeals to a broad crowd but the money is in specific uses.” John nods.
“Security,” says Caligula. “Influence, money, shielding, protection.”
“Marketing, expansion,” adds Vespasian. Grinning, John reaches into his jacket and pulls out a folder with the school logo. The men look inside and Felicia leans forward a bit, but can’t see anything. It’s not her job to be informed, either. The men emit appreciative whistles.
“We shouldn’t doubt you,” says Hadrian reverently, putting a hand on his superior’s shoulder appreciatively.
“It’s like Karachi,” John says with a grin. “I’m not sending you in there without a plan.” He looks around at his men. “The OP is new to us but…” he looks at Felicia. His pet smiles loyally at her owner. She’s eager to prove herself to the men. “We need an inside man on all this. And someone for the money. I’ll take care of that.”
“What about us?” asks Hadrian. The professor smiles.
“My first order to you is to familiarize yourselves with the merchandise.” All eyes move to Felicia who begins to tremble slightly. “No scruples. Keep your eyes on the business, the money and the power you will soon have. But no restraint. Quick and decisive.” He gets moving and begins to dress while Vespasian and Caligula sit down on the bed next to Felicia. “First, I’ll take care of marketing and expansion. Hadrian, you take care of a safe house. Look at the data I gave you. Caligula, OpSec, and Vespasian…” The man looks to his boss, his hand already on Felicia’s chest. “Don’t damage the goods.” With that, he leaves the room, leaving the young teacher alone with the four men.
“Hgnnyeees fuck me! You are so good! Your cock is destroying me! Keep going!” Felicia’s body aches, her throat hurts from screaming. She can’t breathe while the soldier roughly pushes her head into the pillows and fucks her body into the sweatty mattress. With savage slaps to her ass, he fires the woman up to keep going and Felicia works herself into a self-destructive frenzy to please him and John. “Do everything to me! Punish me! Fuck your horny little whore to pieces!” Her mind races to think up more and more insults for herself while Vespasian pulls her ass up and sinks deep into her smacking cunt. With dry lips and aching back, the young teacher stretches towards her rapist and screams as loud as she can into the pillows until her lungs burn.
“Go on you fucking whore” growls the man above her and pinches her ass with all his might. It hurts terribly and Felicia’s skin is sore and sensitive but she screams even louder, insulting herself and her womanhood as best she can to do her duty.
“Please forgive me for being so inadequate. Your cock is just too powerful. It hurts so gooood! Please keep going!” And he does for the next few minutes. The two are alone in Vespasian’s room and the newly trained whore, as usual, does everything the man asks of her. Finally he lets go of her, pushes her off the bed with a nasty laugh and opens the laptop next to him.
“Clean yourself up you fat sow and leave me alone.”
“Thank you sir for using me” Felicia croaks and quickly rushes to the bathroom. Under the shower and the warm water she is alone for a moment. She wants to cry and feel sorry for herself as she carefully feels her aching ass while cum runs down her leg into the drain. But she can’t wipe the smile off her face no matter how much she remembers how bad things are. She knows John will be happy with her obedience to his soldiers and that makes the young woman happy. She knows she needs him in her life, his praise, protection and care. It is not the first time today that she has come to Vespasian’s room but the second. He and Caligula make her move between their rooms like a package that no one wants, but she doesn’t mind. The pain is nothing compared to having to wonder if the beautiful woman will be alone for the rest of her life. The humiliation nothing compared to what Miss Hayworth and some stuck up students did to her. And someday she will surely see John again, he will take her in his arms and tell her that she did a good job, that she helped. With a smile, she cleans her firm breasts, her belly and her vagina of sweat, spit and cum, then dries her hair and leaves Vespasian with his work that John told him to do.
“Hey sweetie, I’m back” she flutters and leans seductively into the door frame. Caligula is really gigantic just like his cock. Sleeping with him is an ordeal that is only rewarded through an orgasm. Where Vespasian is brutal and efficient, knowing exactly how much pain to dish out to get what he wants, Caligula is almost timid. “I missed you,” the woman tells him when he doesn’t turn from his laptop which looks tine compared to his massive shoulders. She can see pictures of guns and ammunition on it. He too takes his job seriously and where Vespasian seems to enjoy having a free cunt in the room Caligula seems to see it more as an order from his superior. He even gave her a startled look when she contorted her face in pain.
“Are you cleaned up?” he asks without turning around.
“Yes, honey. I was thinking about you in the shower.” She laughs cutely and sits down on his bed waiting. The towel still remains on her body as he seems to enjoy undressing her. Felicia really feels like a whore. Her goal is to make the men who sleep with her and fuck her feel good and in the team John commands there are several personalities. For a woman who has hardly had sex before, this is exciting and all the men are fixated on her… more or less. Only John seems to have the gift of giving himself completely to Felicia and that is why she loves him. For him, she is the mission and if she has to have sex with strange men for it then she does it willingly. Even if she has to pretend for Vespasian that this is not the case. The young trainee teacher feels her swollen, sore and twitching pussy. She wants more. It is her destiny. Lithely rising from the bed, she walks over to Caligula and tries to wrap her arms around his massive frame. “John did say you should sleep with me,” she whispers in his ear. “But I want it too.” Caligula slowly turns around to face her. “Really,” she tells him. “I want to please John and I want it to be good for you too.”
A short time later, the woman is bouncing up and down on Caligula’s huge log. He lies on his back on the bed, even supporting her so she doesn’t impale herself too deeply on him in her madness. Felicia rides him cowgirl and looks him in the eyes while showing him that she likes it. It is so exciting to see the reactions a man can have when she make love to him and as a teacher Felicia is happy that her students will soon have this feeling too. Even if no one let her in on it, the words were clear. And sooner or later it has to happen. Felicia wants to gain as much experience as possible to be able to help Sarah and the others when they meet their first real men.
“You feel so good” she breathes to the giant beneath her and leans down to him. “My students are going to love your cock.” Caligula moans out and wraps his arms around the giggling woman as he pumps a massive load into her. “Thank you honey” she whispers and kisses him on the cheek.
Then she showers again, this time an even bigger grin on her lips. Her life is good.
The next morning Felicia is awakened by voices. She opens her eyes and has to remember which of the four men she fell asleep with and also which of the men is responsible for the cum that has dried on her belly, face and between her thighs. She recognizes the backs of two men bending over a laptop on a table. To her surprise, one of the muscular backs belongs to her owner.
“John?” She shakes as her owner turns around. “I’m sorry I overslept. Please let me suck your cock as an apology. I promise not to cum either.” The man next to her is Hadrian. Now she remembers. It had taken him a long time to give himself to her, but then twice. Then she had spent two hours under the table of Augustus who had worked hard like all the other men. Finally she had showered again and had returned for a third round to Hadrian who had blessed her with his sperm and then sent her to bed. It is he who looks at John with incredulous abandon.
“That little girl’s really got it.” John laughs and leaves Felicia on the bed. Now there’s work to be done. The sun has just come up and he has Ariana Haselton covering for him for half a day. The excuse Felicia is sick and he wanted to check on her had pleased her young friend, but enraged Miss Hayworth. After the promise to stay longer in the office today, however, she had given her blessing. Sarah and Amelia had also gotten his blessing and had gone to Miss Haselton’s class with dripping pussies and the taste of cum. Now John had his mind and schedule free to fulfill his plan.
“You have no idea what’s in store for you buddy,” he tells Hadrian with a grin, remembering the grateful eyes of Amelia when he had given her most of his sperm. “These girls… you won’t believe it.” He feels his close friend’s hand on his shoulder.
“We were all getting used to the… new situation yesterday.” He smirks and they both look over at Felicia who smiles shyly with red cheeks. “But the question exists. We have many options and there are many risks. We haven’t done OPs on home soil in a long time. What do you want to tackle first?” John considers and looks at the data on the laptop.
“Photo work, marketing and expansion,” he says firmly, and Hadrian nods. “We don’t even have to leave the academy for that.” His subordinate hesitates a bit and Felicia watches from the bed as he struggles with his words and finally looks at her. “You can speak freely H” Callsign Caesar says good-naturedly. “It is incessant that we see in the merchandise not people but means to an end.”
“I would never tell you something like that in front of witnesses,” the other man admits. “I mean, I see it the same way you do. The world has gone off the rails.” Hadrian opens a folder on the laptop and Felicia, who doesn’t mind being called a commodity, again sees the faces of her students on the monitor. “But…” He doesn’t speak further.
“I understand you,” John growls. “And I felt…feel the same way.” Both men look again at Felicia who is a little uncomfortable. “This is the big game here. We’re not petty criminals looking to make some dough with a quick fuck. We’re soldiers. We are professionals. I’ve already bagged the easy prey. Now comes the real work. And we don’t just give the customers a quick fuck, I promise you that.” Felicia listens attentively. It makes her proud that the men in the room don’t see her as a threat and let her listen. “We’re selling an idea. The idea of freedom.”
“So it’s business as usual?” laughs Hadrian a little uncertainly.
“Everything as usual. Except we get paid better, have as much sex as we want, and we know we’ve done worse things than prostitute young girls. Oh and the beds are better as well.” Hadrian sighs.
“Okay boss. Then I’ll think of ways to make the little buggers compliant.” John wants to say something but Felicia clears her throat.
“Sir, Master, may I say something?” John looks at her and then nods. “Mr. Hadrian, I think the best way to make the girls compliant is to grab them where my master already has them. They all want a strong guiding hand. They’re all insecure. And the ones it doesn’t work on, you can use blackmail on them.”
“Keep talking” her owner praises her and Hadrian raises his eyebrows.
“Mr. Hadrian, my owner is a teacher there.” Felicia smiles nastily as she thinks of destroying Miss Hayworth’s beloved project. “Grades are these girls’ world.” The two men look at each other speechlessly.
“Now I feel like a stupid grunt,” gasps Hadrian in shock. “That I didn’t think of that…”
“But you fucked me very intelligently Mr Hadrian” Felicia mutters, blushing. “And the friendships formed by my owner we can take advantage of too.” She takes a breath. “If he’ll allow me, I’ll make a diagram of the students’ connections right away.”
“That was supposed to come later, but I like the way you think, Felicia,” John Clark says, nodding graciously to his posession. Of course he has already thought of it but Felicia is still proud to be able to help him. “And we can use the other girls too.”
The two men brood over the plans some more and Felicia watches them go. Finally, her owner rises and kisses her on the forehead. Her womb is flooded with lust but she holds still for him. Then John leaves the hotel to return to school and Hadrian stays behind with her.
“You really love him” the man finally says and looks at the woman. Felicia nods.
“I’ll do anything for him.” For a moment the man is still struggling with himself, looking at the monitor, the images of still innocent and already corrupted schoolgirls, and then turns to the woman.
“Take your clothes off,” he finally says, brushing down his shirt. “No remorse.”
“Yes sir, thank you sir.”
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