BY; D. A. Bowmer GENE; Captain America and the Winter Soldier WARNING; NC17. Adults only. Forced sex.
NOTES; Hydra believes in rewarding their best people for a job well done. The Asset is no exception.
The man known only as the Asset to those around him looked neither right nor left as He walked to His cell. Hydra agents moving out of His way, Conscripts , people forced to work for Hydra cowered against the walls as He passed. Once inside His cell He gave His guns to the Conscripts who were to clean and put them away. Two more undressed Him.
He took His place in His chair and allowed the Doctors to examine Him. He endured their cold hands and impersonal and some times not so impersonal touches. When they finished His handler came in for the report. The report was short, He had done His work fast. A quick in and out, the way His handler liked it. His handler ordered Him to be fed and then a reward was to be brought in for Him.
He left His chair and put on the robe that was handed to Him. A Conscript brought in His meal. Beef, fish, vegetables, hot bread and a glass of cold milk. They took good care of Him. Like a prize winning race horse.
After He ate they brought in the rest of His reward. Five young men, all with blue eyes and blonde hair, three young women with red hair all Conscripts. He was to choose which one or ones he wanted. He picked one of the girls.
After the others left He removed his robe and walked over to the bed. The girl undressed, bruises on her body showed that others had been at her all ready, but the death glare she gave Him showed that her spirit had yet to be broken. Good , He hated it when they just laid there are let Him fuck them, or worse they cried.
He ran His right thumb over her lips, He smiled when she tried to bite him. He grabbed her and threw her on the bed. He could have just started fucking her, but He wanted to see how far He could push her, to see if He could make her want Him inside her. He took her hands and tied them to the head board. She struggled to free her self. He started at her neck, slowly kissing a nipping His way to her breasts. Using His right hand He dipped His fingers into her wet pussy, causing her hips to buck. His thumb rubbed her clit causing her to moan and become even wetter. He replaced His hand with His mouth. She screamed , cussing Him as her orgasm ran it's course threw her body.
As she lay there panting He took her legs and pushed them up over His shoulder's. Her eyes half opened as He slowly entered her. She was hot and tighter than He would have expected from Conscript. Ether she was new or she was able to keep the strike teams off her. But that would not last, unless He did something to stop it.
She must have liked what He was doing because she kept clenching the mussels of her pussy around His cock. He wanted to make it last as long as He could but she was having anther orgasm, that triggered His.
Latter as He lay next to her wile she slept, He untied her hands. He ran His left hand along her neck then with a twist of His wrist He snapped her neck and set her free. The strike teams would never hurt her again. He rolled over to sleep Him self wishing He had some one to set Him free.
