Dog Days

Chapter 17

(A/N: Heavy kinky hardcore smut. I will warn you when more mature content is introduced, and you may skip through. As of now, we will see bondage, fisting, and definitely some impact play. Get ready. ~Loverboy)

As I step into his tent, I hear him sigh "Yes, Chief. I'm trying."

I step in and he motions me towards him as he talks on satellite phone "Sir, my judgement isn't clouded. If anyone knows that, it's you. Let me do my job, because we both know you wouldn't be able to do it."

I cock an eyebrow to him and he smiles, before telling the chief "I can fuck whoever I want, like I'm about it."

He pulls me towards him by the waist of my pants, as he tells his Chief "Well, he made the discovery, so it's kinda hard to push him out of what he already knows."

He stops for a moment, before remarking "He's not a threat to national security."

He's silent for a long moment, before remarking "Stop interfering with my investigation. You have never been this interested."

He freezes for a moment, before remarking "You've wanted to get into my pants for decades."

I cock an eyebrow to him and he remarks "I'm not having this discussion, anymore."

He hangs up and looks towards me "Sorry about that."

I furrow my brow and ask "Who was that?"

He takes in a deep breath, before declaring "That was my handler."

I furrow my brow and ask "Your handler? How long have he been your handler?"

He takes in a deep breath and gives a tired smile "Thirty-five years."

I furrow my brow as I remember how old he is. I'm twenty-nine, and he's six years older than me. I ask "He's the one that adopted you? He's the one that did this to you?"

He gives me a soft smile "Him and four other people. He's one of five handlers."

I furrow my brow and ask "Who are they?"

He gives me a tired chuckle "I can't tell for certain. I have no idea if they are who they say they are. Our contact is limited to phone calls and in person meetings. There's no paper trail."

I furrow my brow and ask "He wants to get in your pants?"

He scoffs, before declaring "He's been hinting at it since I was freshly legal."

I clear my throat, before asking "Have you let him in?"

He gives a sharp laugh, before declaring "Never in a million years."

He looks over at his laptop and sighs "We have been on the phone for the past thirty minutes. I still have some paperwork to do."

I give a short nod, before declaring "I'll just have a seat, then."

He takes a deep breath, before ordering "Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I'm going to be done in just a few minutes. I want to jump into it as soon as possible."

I furrow my brow and ask "Make myself comfortable?"

He looks at me, sweetly "Get out of those clothes."

I take in a deep breath, before asking "You want me to get naked?"

His sweet smile goes sinister which sends chills down my spine, before he remarks "Either you do it yourself or I rip them off of you. Your choice."

I take in a deep breath as he leans back and crosses his arms. I can't help but blush, before asking "What is your intention for tonight?"

As I pull off my shirt, he looks over my chest with a mischievous smile "I have many plans for tonight. Any questions you have will determine what I actively act on." He looks over my crotch as he explains "I want to show you the full extent of my BDSM capability. We can talk about it before we do anything. Make you more comfortable."