by Carla Kane
He pulled her up to her feet and turned her around. Paula cringed as he slapped her hard on the ass through the white linen of her nurse’s uniform, his other hand still holding her by the hair at the back of her head.
‘Step forward!’ he barked and walked her over to the metal rings on the wall. He shoved her roughly up against the wall. ‘Keep your hands up or there’ll be hell to pay,’ he said.
Breathing heavily, the General yanked his pants up (though his throbbing cock still protruded out before him, stuck at full mast) and walked to the table. He turned back to Paula and clicked open his steel briefcase.
Inside there was a plethora of strange contraptions – leather whips and handcuffs, other strange objects the intended use of which Paula could only guess. General Stern took out two sets of handcuffs and walked back to her, his cock sticking out and upward in front of him. When he snatched her wrist, Paula felt its throbbing heat push up against her thigh.
The General clicked one of the cuffs around her wrist, before hooking the other end to the metal ring on the wall. Grabbing her other hand roughly, he did the same again.
Standing close to her, with his cock pushing up against her thigh and his masculine smell filling her nostrils, General Stern eyed his prisoner closely. He lifted his hand and placed it around her throat, pulling her head towards his and kissing her hard and rough.
As Paula felt his tongue invade her mouth, force its way into ever wet crevice and aperture, the General wrapped his other hand around her hip and squeezed tantalizingly tight. Paula rocked her hips forward, pushing her mound up against him, her clenching cunt ravenous to be filled.
Still kissing her with an intensity she had never felt before, General Stern felt his way up her stomach towards her tits. Through the material of her dress, he rubbed his fingers against the soft supple flesh of her lumps, before taking her nipple and squeezing it hard between thumb and forefinger.
‘Ahh,’ Paula cried out in an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and pain.
They broke mouths and the General released his grip on her throat. Standing back and panting, with a look in his eyes like he was possessed by a powerful demon, he brought both hands to the neckline of her uniform and tore the material open with a loud ripping sound. Pulling her towards him, he reached under her dress and around her back, the warm touch of his hard fingertips sending pearls of ecstasy shooting down her spine, and unclasped her bra. As he pulled it open, her tits fell forward out of the cups. Staring hungrily, the General licked his salty lips and then placed his mouth over her right nipple.
He sucked hard and Paula closed her eyes, her body twisting and squirming with the pleasure of it, as he fondled and pushed her breasts with his hands. Reaching back to grasp the material of her torn dress, the general proceeded to rip it all the way open, unveiling Paula’s naked stomach and soaking underwear to the heat of his body.
‘Heh,’ the General grunted greedily and began to lick his way down her stomach, along the surface of her milky-white skin.
Paula twitched and moaned as he felt his way down towards her swollen cunt, her lips engorged and throbbing and every nerve pulsing with electricity. He stopped with his chin at the top of her mound and pressed it hard into her flesh, sending an explosion of pleasure coursing through her body, and then he was down over her labia, licking and sucking, working his way up and down her cunt.
He placed his mouth wide open over the hood of her clit and sucked, flicking his tongue up against her nub. As Paula rocked back and forth in raptures of sensation, he brought his hand up between her legs and rubbed his middle-fingers against her crevice. She longed to take him inside her, to have him thrust himself up and inside, force his way to her core. Slowly, he inserted his fingers up into her cunt, pressing the tips tantalizingly hard against the wall as he felt for her special spot.
Sucking greedily on her clit, he frigged her hard as Paula thrust her hips forward against his head, crying out with passion and pleasure. She was sure she was going to cum any minute now and, before she did, she wanted to feel that huge cock inside her, she wanted to wrap herself around it and squeeze for all she was worth.
‘Fuck me,’ she moaned, ‘oh sir, please fuck me…’
The General pulled back and slipped his fingers out of her cunt. He stood up and placed his wet fingers on her cheek, turned her face towards him. His chin glistened with her juices, he smiled as he pressed his mouth over hers, forcing her to taste herself as well as him. General Stern moved in close and with his other hand guided his cock up to her lower lips. Her cunt tingled and burned at first contact as he rubbed the head up and down along her labia.
‘This is what you want?’ he asked, pulling back from her lips and staring intently into her eyes.
‘Please…’ Paula sighed, as her flesh opened around him and she felt his gargantuan thing push its way up through her passage.
It seemed like an age before he’d filled her completely, slowly sliding forward, opening her up – she even thought she mightn’t be able to take him all the way, before she finally felt the hilt push up against her.
‘Oh Christ,’ she moaned as she savored the feeling of being filled so completely.
General Stern pulled back out and with a grunt thrust himself all the way up once more.
Paula stretched her wrists out as far as her confines would let her go as their flesh slapped together, the General gaining speed and intensity as he fucked her. They kissed, rough and hard, his hands wrapped tightly around her hips, pulling her further over him. Christ, she was cumming now, she could feel the surge, the rush, as her synapses began to relax and let go and her cunt tensed further, now the only part of her being that really seemed to matter.
She sensed that the General was approaching also, and she pressed her mouth tighter against his, forcing her tongue into the crevice and wildly dancing around his own oral muscle.
‘Oh fuck!’ General Stern groaned as his cock swelled inside her and the explosion of his liquid erupted up her passage.
Clenching her thighs around his hips, a shudder of powerful ecstasy reverberated through Paula’s whole being as her mind shut down for several seconds and the heaven of orgasm took her completely.
Breathless, panting, they both stood together for several seconds. Their mouths still together, his cock still hard inside her, the General’s arms around her body and his hands pressed possessively against her hips. Finally he pulled back and turned away.
He didn’t say a word and a wave of panic washed over Paula. Had this all been some terrible mistake?
The General walked to the door and pressed the buzzer on an intercom. His voice was hoarse when he spoke.
‘Briggins,’ he said, ‘tell the troops they’re to stay the hell away from the Red Cross Clinic down the road. Find out which moron broke the window out there this morning and tell him he’s on skivvy duty for the rest of the week…’
He clicked off the buzzer and turned back to Paula. ‘heh,’ he smiled.
‘Thank you,’ Paula whispered, feeling a little ridiculous with her hands still chained up over her head and her dress torn open all the way down.
‘Shut your mouth,’ the General commanded, ‘you’re still my prisoner…’
‘I am?’ Paula said, a smile spreading across her face as she caught on.
‘Uh-huh,’ The General nodded, ‘and we’ve still got plenty of interrogation to get through before I consider letting you go. Hell, I’ve barely even dug into my briefcase.’
Paula looked at the selection of strange contraptions on the table and felt a surge of excitement as her juices began to flow again.
‘I’ll never talk, you know,’ she smiled.
‘Well we’ll just see about that,’ General Stern said and walked back to the table.
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