I don't own Fallout 3…yadda yadda.

So this is my first Fallout story. A lot of stories on here are really sweet and nice…and I wanted to do something naughty. This is for the ladies! Warning there is Ghoul love in this. I never thought that I would ever in a million years write something like this but please enjoy!

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He calls me Mistress.

I am his owner. His God. His Devil. His everything. I hold the contract binding his life solely to me. And the power I feel over him is glorious. I can get him to do anything. Like right now. I lead him to my room and shut the door behind us. No need for interruptions from Wadsworth or Dogmeat.

He stands before me. Unwavering. Tall. Strong. His face blank and with out emotion.

I order him to take off his armor and clothes. He does it while saying, "As you wish, Mistress."

I smile a little. He's such a good little pet sometimes.

Soon he is naked. I back up and I look at all of his body. I glance down and I see that his cock isn't even slightly excited. I glance up at his face. Still that blank look. He's smart. He's keeping his desires in check. Good boy.

I order him to lie on my bed. He goes onto the bed and lies down with his arms at his sides. I walk up to him slowly and lift each limb so that he was holding onto the metal bed posts. "Do not let go." I tell him.

"Yes Mistress."

I back up and slowly begin to undress. He is watching me. I keep my eyes locked onto his as I'm soon as naked as he is. I smile at him as I saunter over to his prone body. I know he likes looking at my body as I see his cock jump ever so slightly. I almost want to laugh. But I don't. This is a game and I can't be the one to ruin it by laughing stupidly.

I run my fingers along his chest. There is a modern misconception on Ghouls. People think that they're gooey zombies. They're oh so wrong. Ghoul skin is quite tough…almost leather like. And oh so sensitive. More sensitive than human skin. I test this out by slapping his chest lightly. A flicker on my Ghoul's face. It was only for a second but it was enough to know that he liked it. I looked at his cock. Oh yes…it was most definitely awake. I slapped his chest harder…and a hitch of breath from him. I look at his face. "Charon, do not make a sound. If you make any noise I will stop what I am doing and leave you alone in here for the rest of the day. Do you understand?" Charon wisely nods.

"Good."

I climb on top of him and lean down to kiss and lick when I had slapped him. Could Ghouls bruise? I suppose I'll figure it out soon. I spend the rest of my time teasing and caressing his body while watching his face. His eyes were locked onto mine. He couldn't make a sound but he didn't need to when his eyes were shining with desire. I feel something poking into my backside. I look behind and there it was. Standing as strong and tall and unwavering as the Ghoul who owned it. I reach behind me and begin to stroke it. Ghoul cocks (When it was still attached to their bodies) were much different than human cocks. Human men….their members were soft yet hard at the same time. But nothing special. Ghoul cocks how ever…had ridges and bumps that rubbed the inside of a woman the right way…all the time and Charon's cock was just perfect.

My thumb stroke over the head of his cock and my other hand moves all over my body; squeezing my breasts, running over my stomach, a finger in my mouth as I slide it down to the place I know he wants to be in the most. I begin touching myself down there. Teasing touches on my clit, a slender finger dipping itself inside my wet body. All while I'm stroking my poor Charon. The look on his face was beautiful. Still as blank as ever. But his eyes. His eyes were telling me a story.

I want you.

I pull my hand away from his cock and there was a flicker of disappointment on his face. I let it go. I slid my finger from inside me and hold it over his mouth. "Taste me." I order. He takes my finger into his mouth and from the way his tongue was sliding over my finger; he was enjoying the taste. I pull my finger out of his mouth slowly and he sucks on it lightly as I pull it out. He licks his lips when my hand is away from his mouth.

Enough teasing. I slowly position myself over his cock and move downward slowly. I feel the head part my lips and I moan softly as he enters me. His body is hot…but my body is hotter and God how he just stretches me the right way! He is big…but not enough to hurt me. It's perfect.

I close my eyes and press my hands against his hard stomach. A stomach that would have had wash-board abs if it wasn't for his Ghoulification.

I tilt my head back and rocked on him. So good...so fucking good.

I open my eyes and he's watching my face. Soon I'm rocking faster and harder on him. A light sweat on my body as I'm moving above him. Hips undulating over his hard body. Over his cock. Even Charon couldn't keep the expression of pure rapture off of his face. His face looked pained…and I knew it was hard for him to keep in his oral appreciation for what I was doing to him. I don't blame him. I was moaning and panting all over the place.

So between moans I relinquished my order and allowed him to make noise. The first moan that escaped his lips was the hottest thing I ever heard. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. I could taste myself on him faintly. I pull away and I gasped as I felt the tremors letting me know that I was going to come.

I know he could feel it too. I could feel the way his cock is twitching inside me that he's close too.

My moans grow louder and louder until I was crying out my orgasm. It was like being hit with lightening. My whole body was stiff, my head tilted back with my eyes shut tightly. Under me…inside me…I could feel and hear Charon's orgasm. The splash of his seed inside my body, the slight arching of his back and the short cry from his strange lips.

I lay on top of him when it is over. Sated and happy. I could feel his heart beating hard and fast and I know he could feel mine as we both greedily suck in air. I allow him to release his hands from the bed post and they move down to relax around my body and stroke my hair. I sigh happily.

We lay in silence.

I love my pet.

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Fin! This is only a little plot bunny I had stuck in my head all day. I'm contemplating doing a Charon POV of this. Maybe I'll do it. Maybe I won't. I have a lot of plot bunnies hopping about in my head…and Reviews are like carrots to them! So please review and let me know if I should do a Charon POV of this.