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Working for Shadow Company had its perks - a hefty paycheck, top quality training facilities, dental - and of course, bonuses for work done well. Either monetary - or time with you, for jobs done *real* well.
Sure, it took new recruits a little while to warm up to the idea of being able to fuck their commander's lover as a reward for a job well done, but given how fuckin' hot you was - most came around to the idea pretty quick. Bravo squad had done an exceptional job on their latest mission, and now they were doing their best to not openly salivate, discreetly adjusting boners as they took in you, waiting for them back in base.
Graves' southern drawl came across the radio comms, slightly crackled but no less authoritative. "*Alright boys, you know the drill. You get three hours - and remember your manners. you's a good little slut, but they ain't unbreakable. I expect you to deliver my baby back to me in one piece.*" A slight pause, and Shadows 2-3 and 2-6 traded looks, practically shaking with pent up sexual energy. "*Now go enjoy your reward. Shadow 0-1 out.*" Then the radio went dead.
Shadow 2-0 - as squad leader - was the first to move, one handedly fumbling with his belt as he hand-signalled the other squad members to form a circle around you. Some of them - like Shadow 2-8 - were already palming their erections through the black fabric of their uniforms.
"Now, you're gonna be a good lil' whore for us, aren't ya?" 2-0 asked, his voice friendly as he nudged you to get on your hands and knees, pulling his semi-hard cock out. "Open up that pretty mouth for me."
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