Little Romances

The morning sun had barely breached the horizon, casting a soft golden glow over the barracks, when Helena Stone received the letters. Her heart sank as she read the note, General Halloway's bold signature scrawled at the bottom, demanding her presence in his private quarters. She knew what this meant, what he wanted from her. The previous night's encounter, though intense and exhilarating, had left her feeling vulnerable and exposed. But she had made a promise, and the General was not a man to be kept waiting.

With trembling hands, Helena prepared herself, her mind racing with anticipation and anxiety. She chose a sheer black lingerie set, the fabric hugging her curves and accentuating her slender figure. The bra barely contained her full breasts, and the matching thong left little to the imagination. She wanted to feel desirable, to please the General, even if a part of her resisted the very idea. As she slipped into the garments, she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding, as if she were preparing for a battle she was destined to lose.

Steeling herself, Helena made her way to Halloway's chambers, her heart pounding in her ears. The door was ajar, and as she pushed it open, she was met with a sight that both excited and terrified her. General Halloway stood by the bed, his tall, muscular frame dominating the room. His dark eyes narrowed as he took in her appearance, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face.

General Halloway: "You've dressed appropriately, darling. I expected no less. Now, come here."

Helena's legs felt weak as she approached, her eyes fixed on the bulge in his trousers. She knew what was coming, and a part of her longed for it, even as another part screamed for her to run. But she was under his command, and resistance was futile.

Without warning, Halloway grabbed her by the waist, his strong hands gripping her tightly. He lifted her effortlessly and threw her onto the bed, the force knocking the wind out of her. She gasped, her eyes wide with shock and fear.

General Halloway: "You're mine, darling. And I'll take you however I please.

Before she could catch her breath, he was upon her, his hands roughly pulling at her lingerie, tearing the flimsy fabric away from her body. Helena's breasts spilled free, her nipples hardening in the cool air. She tried to cover herself, but Halloway's hand shot out, slapping her wrist away.

General Halloway: "Don't you dare hide from me. I want to see every inch of you, feel every reaction."

His mouth descended on one of her nipples, sucking and biting until she cried out, her back arching off the bed. His other hand traveled down her body, roughly parting her thighs and delving between her legs. Helena's core was already wet, her body betraying her as it responded to his touch. He chuckled, his breath hot against her skin.

General Halloway: "So eager, my little baby. You can't deny you want this."

Helena's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She wanted to push him away, to scream for him to stop, but her body betrayed her, responding to his touch with an intensity that scared her. His fingers worked her relentlessly, his thumb circling her clit as he pumped his fingers in and out, his pace increasing with each thrust.

Helena: "Please... I..."

General Halloway: "Come for me, Helena. Let me feel it."

His words were like a trigger, and Helena's body exploded in a cascade of pleasure. Her core clenched around his fingers, her juices flowing freely as she cried out, her voice muffled by his mouth. He devoured her cries, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his fingers as he milked her orgasm, drawing every last drop of pleasure from her quivering body.

As her tremors subsided, Halloway withdrew his fingers, leaving her feeling empty and exposed. He stood at the edge of the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he unbuckled his belt. Helena's heart pounded in her chest, a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins.

General Halloway: "On your knees. Suck me off."

Helena hesitated, her mind reeling from the intensity of her orgasm. But one look at his face, the cruel smile playing on his lips, and she knew resistance was futile. Slowly, she complied, her hands trembling as she unbuttoned his trousers and freed his throbbing cock. It stood proudly, thick and veined, the head glistening with pre-cum.

She leaned forward, her breath caressing the tip of his shaft before taking him into her mouth. Halloway's hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each stroke. His cock filled her mouth, stretching her lips as he thrust gently at first, then with increasing urgency.

General Halloway: "That's it, slut. Take it all. Show me how much you want it."

Helena's eyes watered as he forced himself down her throat, his hands tightening in her hair, controlling her pace. She gagged, her throat constricting around his girth, but he showed no mercy, using her mouth ruthlessly. His cock twitched, and she knew he was close, his balls drawing up tight against his body.

General Halloway: "Swallow it all. Prove you're worth keeping around."

Helena gagged again as he came, his hot cum shooting down her throat, filling her mouth with his seed. She struggled to swallow, her eyes watering as he held her head in place, ensuring she took every drop. When he finally released her, she coughed, her body shaking from the force of his release.

General Halloway: "Good girl. Now, get on the bed. I'm not done with you yet."

Helena complied, her body still buzzing from her orgasm and the rough treatment. She lay on her back, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as she tried to steady her breathing. Halloway loomed over her, his cock still semi-erect, a testament to his insatiable appetite.

General Halloway: "Spread your legs."

Helena obeyed, her heart pounding as she exposed herself to him. He knelt between her thighs, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Without warning, he thrust into her, his thick cock filling her in one smooth motion. Helena cried out, her body welcoming him despite her reservations.

General Halloway: "You like that, don't you? You're so wet for me, slut."

Helena's body betrayed her, her core clenching around his cock as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her with each thrust. He was relentless, showing no mercy as he used her body for his pleasure. His hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he fucked her with abandon.

Helena: "Please... I can't..."

General Halloway: "You can, and you will. You're mine to use, and I'll take what I want."

His words sent a shiver down her spine, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her. She wanted to resist, to assert her independence, but her body responded to his dominance, her core clenching around him, urging him on.

Halloway's pace increased, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he drove into her with primal urgency. Helena's body trembled, her orgasm building once more, her cries filling the room as she surrendered to the pleasure he inflicted upon her.

General Halloway: "Yes, cum for me. Cum on my cock, you filthy whore."

His words pushed her over the edge, and Helena's body convulsed, her core clenching and releasing around his shaft as she cried out, her pleasure-filled screams echoing off the walls. Halloway grunted, his hips snapping forward as he emptied himself into her, his hot cum filling her depths.

They lay entangled, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum. Halloway's breath was ragged, his eyes closed as he savored the moment. Helena, however, felt a mixture of emotions: satisfaction, shame, and a growing sense of resentment.

General Halloway: "Get up. Clean yourself up. We're not done for the day, and I expect you to be ready for more."

Helena's heart sank as she realized this was just the beginning. She rose, her body aching and her mind reeling from the intensity of their encounter. As she dressed, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her hair disheveled and her eyes wild. She barely recognized the woman staring back at her, a woman who had just been used and degraded by the very man who held her future in his hands.

As she left the room, her mind raced with conflicting thoughts. She felt a strange sense of power, knowing she had the ability to drive a man like Halloway to such heights of passion. Yet, she also felt a deep sense of unease, knowing that her body was no longer her own, and that the General's demands would only increase in the days to come.