Commander Sandra quickly made her orders, and I leaned back in her room. The athletic, strong form of a woman was uniquely attractive. The Eight pack on her stomach showed that she never missed a day of training, and her armor seemed to be linked to her. It was like an extension of her body as she got up to make those orders. They lifted themselves and covered her without her looking like she made a single movement toward them.
It was amazing to see, and I could think of so much combat compatibility with something like that. I was painfully aware of something, and it was serious to me. This Commander Sandra would be just as fast as if she wasn't wearing armor with that heavy set of armor on. Anything that would get in the way of movement could be used to attack the opponent momentarily while she made that attack.
She had so much versatility that it was ingenious, and I loved it, but now she was looking forward to the moment I would push her down. She had no idea how much she got herself into. I loved it, and she was a strong woman with a strong head on her shoulders. Her willpower would be strong too. I would not ever be able to break her in one night. No, I needed to make it so they would never be able to measure up to me, no matter who she was with in the future.
It was an interesting dilemma on how to go about it. I could just make her cum her brains out. I could tell that this woman needed some more attention than just making her cum. She was here for a fun time and to experience it, not for a long-term commitment. She was a virgin and wouldn't know what others could offer. I didn't mind her looking elsewhere after I went. But I wanted her to compare everything to me in the future and for them to come up short.
Could I bring influence her to feel a slight need to want to seek me out in the future?
I didn't need to or want to, so I could just enjoy the night. That didn't mean that I wouldn't enjoy myself in the process of doing that, though. I smiled as she finished eating and looked at me with a solid expression and a slight blush on her cheeks. She was ready, and her body wanted action, but she was unsure of how to start.
I looked at her in silence for a moment, leaned forward, and tilted my head as I cupped my head in my hands, holding my position. I let her look into my cleavage a little this way and smiled. "Well, Sandra," I told her, "You abused your power to keep me here for a night. How do you want me to ravish you?"
My question and the presentation of it made her blush. I could see her eyes looking down at my breasts a little, looking into the cleavage I did have before looking up towards my face, where I showed a sly smile that told her I knew exactly where she had been looking moments before. Her blush was deeper, and I tilted my head just the slightest bit more. "Sandra, You can look all you want," I told her with that same sly smile, "My cleavage and breasts are quite enjoyable, I believe. Staring at them is perfectly fine with me, but you must tell me what you think about them," I finished continuing to show her a sly grin.
Sandra blushed slightly deeper while looking at me, and she leaned back and slightly turned away. "They look amazing and delicious. I enjoyed looking at them," Sandra said after a moment.
"Well, You can continue to look at them," I said, which made her look at me. "I am not shy," I continued with a smile, "Look at them as much as you want. I am going to make sure that you pleasure me, Sandra. You are going to suck on my pussy, and I am going to do the same to you. I am going to make you scream and cum all over my face. You are going to cry, blush, and enjoy yourself. Don't be shy with me. Don't ever be shy in sex; it makes you look weak. Cum your brains out and enjoy the other," I told her, taking an almost master role for her.
Commander Sandra looked at me in surprise, and I could see her being intrigued. That shyness was still there. I finally slowly stood and took off my belt, letting it drop to the floor. Sandra blushed a shade darker, and I didn't mind her eyes looking over every inch of me as I took off the leather armor that covered my breasts, making Commander Sandra take in every inch of my breasts. I could see her reaction slowly unfolding of her desire starting to break the calm façade she showed the world.
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Dominatrix System
FantasiaSalvie passes away by a hit by the very people she blackmailed exploited and controlled. She finds herself in a Game of the gods in a universe with a system, in a competition that was randomized based on her personality. Watch with the gods as they...