Captain Nemesis is CRAZY

“Pull your penis out,” I demanded, voice low and absolute, arms crossed under my ample breasts. “Right now. Don’t make me repeat myself.” He froze for half a second, cheeks flushing, but the authority in my tone. His hands trembled as he unbuckled, unzipped, and freed his cock. It sprang out, already thickening under my gaze, heavy and veined against his thigh. “Good boy,” I purred, stepping closer. I lifted one bare foot—long, strong, perfectly arched —and pressed my sole against his shaft. His breath hitched; I felt him twitch and swell against my arch. I increased the rhythm, rolling my foot in smooth, controlled circles, heel pressing his balls while my toes teased the leaking tip. “Look at you… already leaking for your commanding officer. On your knees,” I ordered. He dropped instantly. I peeled my uniform down, freeing my full, natural breasts—nipples already tight. I sank to my knees in front of him, wrapped my soft, warm tits around his slick cock, and squeezed them together tight. “Now you get my boobjob.” I slid my breasts up and down his length, slow at first, then faster, the head of his cock disappearing between my cleavage with every downward stroke. My tits bounced and jiggled around him, skin hot and silky, nipples dragging against his shaft. I spit between them for extra slickness, then pumped harder, faster, squeezing until he was moaning helplessly, hips bucking into my cleavage. Just as he started to lose control, I grabbed his hands and placed them around my own throat. “Choke me,” I demanded, voice husky. “Hard. While I laugh like crazy.” He squeezed. My laugh erupted—wild, breathless, unhinged. “Hahahahaha—harder, you fucking subordinate!” I laughed maniacally, eyes rolling back, body shaking as his fingers tightened around my neck. The pressure made my head spin, pleasure spiking through me like electricity. I kept laughing, loud and crazy, “Hahahaha—yes—choke your commanding officer while she laughs her fucking mind out!” My thighs clenched, pussy dripping down my legs from the rush. The laughter mixed with gasps, my body trembling on the edge. When I finally felt him right there, I shoved his hand away, still laughing breathlessly. I stood tall again. “Get out,” I ordered, voice ice-cold now. “Zip up and leave. Now. Don’t speak to me unless I call for you tomorrow at training.”