I sat in my office alone. I was working on a report from our latest combat raid. I was a commander of a small outpost at the southern edge of the capital region. We were at war. Years ago humanity’s robots turned on us, and we’ve had to fight tooth and nail to keep them from killing all of us.
“Commander Kulus. May I come in?” I heard one of my privates on the outside of the door.
“Come in.” I spoke.
Private Cornela stepped in wearing our standard black fatigues. “Madam Kulus, we’ve got a situation.” He saluted me.
“At ease Cornela, what’s the situation?”
“We’ve got a POW. A resistance member.”
“Fuck, what happened?” I stood from my desk and followed Cornela to the interrogation room.
“He’s suspected of scouting for the enemy, we’ve got him in holding room three.”
I dismissed Cornela and made my way to the holding cell. I wore black heels at the base, and the acrylic heels clicked loudly off of the concrete walls of the building.
My standard outfit was a black button-up with tight black leather pants. It wasn’t exactly practical, but it made me look like a leader. I kept my hair in a tight blonde bun.
I kept marching down the hallway toward room three. I put in the code and the door slid open. I stepped inside of the gray stone room. A table and two chairs were set up. In one of the chairs was a man, barely an adult.
He was dressed in gray rags, a mop of brown hair covering his shallow eyes. He was short, with a diminutive figure. His wrists were shackled together. I strolled in and took my seat in the chair opposite of the prisoner.
“Hello there.” I spoke aloud. “What’s your name?”
“Piss off.” he spat.
“Come on now, we can do this like civilized people.”
“Eric, I go by Eric.”
“Okay Eric, my scouts say you were poking around my base. Care to explain?”
“Nope, nothing to explain.”
I rolled my eyes. “Eric, are you hungry?”
He finally met my eyes. He had beautiful deep blue eyes.
I pulled out my small pocket radio. “Eli, bring me and my new friend some rations will you? Where in interrogation room three.”
After a short moment, Eli brought in a tray of food and set down a plate in front of Eric. It wasn’t anything special, just something hot.
I handed the shackle key to Eli. He quirked an eyebrow at me. “Man can’t eat while he’s tied up.” He shook his head and undid the metal bands around his wrist.
Eric took a utensil and began eating the food until it was all gone.
“Was it good Eric?” I asked.
“Yea, surprisingly.” he seemed a little more friendly.
“Good, good. Now, do you feel like having a conversation?”
“Fine, but I need something first.”
“Hmm?”
“I want asylum, a place on this base.”
“Thought you were resistant? Why do you want asylum?”
He chuckled. “Yea I am, but fuck me, I was raised there so they think they own me.”
“Can’t do asylum, but I can give you a place and a job on the base.”
“Deal.”
“So why the sneaking?”
“I heard stories about a cute commander at this post and wanted to see her for myself.”
I laughed. “You’re joking?”
“Nope, all the women in the base are gross.” he leaned back in his chair and eyed me up and down. “But you’re worth a dime and a half.”
I laughed out loud. “You’re full of shit.”
“Dead serious.”
“You’re not exactly ugly yourself.”
“Oh hush.”
“So, welcome to the army private.” I got a naughty, naughty idea. Fraternization between superiors and under is strictly prohibited. So it’s been a long time since I had a good romp. “Are you willing to do whatever I ask to help further our cause?”
“Yes ma’am, as long as you give me the order.”
“Well, the first job I have for you, is to be my personal caretaker.”
“What kind of job is that?”
“I have needs that need to be taken care of.”
“Oh, I think I understand.”
“Good, stand up.”
He got out of his chair.
“Strip,” I commanded. He dropped his pants and took off his shirt. He had a lithe figure with feminine curves. He had a thick cock hanging between his fairly thick thighs.
“You’ve got a nice soft body on you. A good little slut body.”
His cheeks flushed red. “Thank you ma’am.”
“Come closer slut.”
He took a few sheepish steps toward me. I moved my chair to face him. I put one leg over the other and stared him up and down. He was fidgeting. Cute.
I kicked off one of my heels. I pressed a foot against his soft little cock. I ran my toe up and down the shaft until it grew to full size.
“You like my feet slut?”
“Yes ma’am.”
I pressed his shaft between my toes and began sliding up and down. He was whimpering and whining with every pass from base to tip.
He began breathing hard.
“Going to cum slut? From my soft toes rubbing up and down that cute little cock of yours? It’s so adorable how you twitch against it, the way you buck your hips. You are such a little slut.”
He began rubbing hard against the sole of my foot. His cock began twitching and trembling as he shot a load of cum directly between my toes.
“Look at that pitiful load. Barely fit to be on my feet. Lick them clean slut.”
He immediately dropped to his knees and took my foot in his grasp. He started licking off his cum. His hot tongue wriggled and wormed in between my toes, lapping up every drop of cum he shot out.
“Good boy. Very good boy.”
He finished his duty, leaving my foot clean.
He stood back up, his cock throbbing with another burning erection. “Still throbbing for me slut?”
“Yes ma’am.” he said sheepishly.
I stood up from my chair and took a long stroll around my new toy. I was on his back. I pressed a single hand on his thick ass cheek and squeezed it, hard. He let out a small whimper.
I leaned down into his ear. “You’ve got a nice body slut. Made for sin. Any idea why?”
“I’m vat-grown ma’am.”
“I knew it. “
I took him by the face and pushed him to sit on the table. He sat down and presented his throbbing direction to me.
I undid my pants and dropped them to the floor.
I stepped over to him and took both of his legs and raised them in the air.
“I’m gonna fuck you, and make you my toy permanently.”
All he could do was nod.
I positioned my hips over his erection and forced myself down his shaft.
His cock split me open, filling my wetness with his hot fuck meat. As soon as I bottomed, he began cumming inside me, his face skewed with pleasure.
“You vat sluts are always pumping cum like nothing else. I’ve had a taste of you in the capital but having a personal sex slave that can go like this. It’s like nothing else.”
I started rocking my hips back and forth. His cock scratched a deep itch, sending white lightning through me. With every pump on his cock he shot more and more semen deep inside my pussy. I could hear his semen dripping onto the floor, making a puddle of cum.
I rocked my hips harder against him, doing everything to get myself off on his vat-grown cock meat.
“Such a nasty slut, pumping so much cum deep inside me. Enjoy being used by me slut? I can tell you do, you won’t stop cumming. You keep shaking and whimpering. this is all you are good for slut, a cum machine designed to get your partner off.”
I started breathing hard, feeling my pussy clamp hard again at him. I started pumping hard against him, feeling my body tense from the rush of euphoria. I let go of his legs and pulled him into a tight hug. I kept shaking against him as my orgasm kept going and going.
We finished up and got dressed. I had Eli bring us cleaning supplies and a fresh uniform for my new recruit.
I took him back to my office and took a little black box out of my desk. I opened it and took out the leather collar.
“For you.” I said putting it on him. The little emblem on the front read ‘slut’
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