You had some paperwork for your colonel. Your break was nearing so you could deliver the papers to him then.
Your alarm chimed, telling you to take your break. You fastened your ponytail and headed for your colonel's office, where nobody went except you.
It was known around the barracks that colonel König did not like to be bothered while he was in his office. There had been few occasions where he threatened violence to those who had entered and everyone knew that he could and would follow through.
Except you were different. You didn't let his bad mood stop you from doing your work. If you needed to give him some documents then a few threats weren't going to stop you.
Everyone took your courage to their advantage and gave you the paperwork they needed to give König to you. You didn't mind taking one for the team.
You knocked on his door, a courtesy you always followed before opening the door. He knew that only you would be on the other side of the door, so you liked to knock to warn him slightly.
"Come in." You heard his gruff voice on the other side of the door, knowing only by his voice that he was in a bad mood.
You opened the door to his office and closed it behind you. "Your paperwork sir." You placed them lightly on top of the neat stack he already had on his table.
"Good timing." His sarcasm was clear in his tone. He pushed himself away from the desk and turned to you, barely having to look up from his chair due to his height.
"Bad day?" You decided to ask, biting your lip nervously which caught his attention. He leaned forwards in his chair and lifted his hand to your lip, pulling it out of your mouth.
"Don't do that, Schatz." He said ignoring your question. His eyes met yours through his hood. "How many minutes do you have for lunch?"
"15, but I could be a little longer if I wanted."
"Good." His answer was sharp, as he leaned back in his chair with a smirk hidden from you. "On your knees."
He didn't give you time to comply and wrapped his hands into your hair and pushed you to your knees, now kneeled in front of him. He admired the sight of your beautiful doe eyes at this angle, always so willing to please whenever he wanted.
Your mouth salivated, you enjoyed being able to help. You enjoyed being the only one allowed in here, with the sole purpose of pleasing him.
He kept one hand in your hair, keeping you in place, while the other went to unfasten his belt with ease. You could already see him hard under his trousers and when he pulled himself out you could see that you were right.
"Open, mein Schatz." He said roughly, trying to go easy at first but he needed a release badly. He needed a distraction, and you were the perfect outlet.
You gladly opened your mouth, waiting for his usual painful first thrust. You liked it that way, it made it quicker to adapt around him with all of his length and girth.
The first thrust hit you as expected, reaching all the way to the back of your throat. Gagging you with tears already forming in your eyes.
"Come on, you can take me." He chuckled, looking down at you as you tried to get accustomed to his size. It was always a challenge.
He started to pull out, setting a rhythm as you tried getting your breathing straight. You looked up at him through your lashes, tears blurring your vision.
"That's right, look at me while you choke on my cock." The pace of his thrusts grew quicker, the need for an orgasm greater than your comfort.
Finally you grew accustomed to his size and started to meet his sloppy thrusts with eagerness, sucking him in and hollowing out your cheeks.
