I don't own Fallout. If I did…guys wouldn't want to play it.

So here's chapter 3. I listened to a lot of Sisters of Mercy, Robin Thicke, and Peter Gabriel while writing this…and a Robin Thicke song really gave me incentive to make it as naughty as it is. It's called "Teach U a lesson." So if you like Robin Thicke I would say listen to it while reading…or not. Listen to whatever you want as long as it's sexy!

Enjoy!

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We're playing another game.

Oh these games I play with my pet. I think he enjoys them. Who would have thought that the young girl from Vault 101 would grow to become a deviant of a sexual nature?

What would my dear father (God rest his soul) say if he seen me walking around a Ghoul with a belt in my hand naked with the Ghoul on his knees naked with his hands behind his back?

I can't dwell on that. I can only focus on the right now. I'm allowing my pet to moan with every crack of the belt to his back. He likes it. The gleam in his eye tells me so. His cock is hard and seems to grow with every lash. Still I talk to him…taunt him.

I take some skin off with every lash. A simple dip in some irradiated water will heal all his wounds so I do not worry. He can take it anyways. Charon is strong. He will not break.

Is it wrong for me to get off on whipping him? I feel a tingling between my thighs and a familiar wetness. It takes all of my power to keep from lying before him with my legs open and ordering him to take me.

I do the next best thing.

I walk up to him and rest my foot up on the table beside us and I order him to pleasure me with his tongue. He quickly goes to work…licking and nibbling at my most sensitive spot. His hands were still behind his back and I allow him to grab onto me to work my body better.

The sensation is exquisite. I could make him do this all day. Maneuvering towards the couch I sit down and he kneels before me with my legs on each side of his head.

It was two hours later when I order him to stop. He looks at me…his mouth and chin wet with my juices. I lean down and I run my tongue along his lips…tasting myself off of him.

Doing that seemed to turn him on more. I glance down at his cock and it's looking right up at me.

How could I deny my pet pleasure any longer? I order him to stand and he does. I lick my lips at the specimen before me. Large, proud, and utterly male. My hand slowly moves along the shaft. Up and down. I still have the belt in my other hand and with a wicked smirk I spank him lightly with the black leather accessory. His breath hitched and I could see a faint smirk appear on his face.

"Do you want to fuck me, Charon?"

He looks down at me…the smirk is gone. His face is blank and he speaks.

"Yes Mistress."

I grip onto his cock. "How badly do you want to fuck me?"

He bites back a moan. I can tell because his stomach tensed for a second. He finally speaks. "So bad it hurts, Mistress."

I release his cock and pull him down on top of me.

"Then fuck me, Charon."

It was all I needed to say. He entered my body with ease…the sensation of his thickness spreading my folds apart and the ridges of his strange member hitting so many different parts of my insides that it sends a flurry of electricity through my body. It's never the same when he enters me. The feeling is so different…so strange…but so amazing.

I order him to fuck me hard and fast. And he complies. I whip him with the belt as his hips buck into mine. He groans…I pant. I moan…he gasps.

Suddenly I wrap the belt around his neck and I tighten it around him. Not enough to kill him…But his breathing was definitely labored from it. The look of amazement on his face when I did it almost made me come. I know the sensations for him doubled the moment I did it…And I know he liked it from the way his hips started churning double time inside me.

I gripped onto the belt as I felt my orgasm build to excruciating heights within. I was shaking…quivering…and suddenly it hit me. With out thinking I pull Charon's head down and I kiss him deeply as I came around him....his lips swallowing my moans.

I register his own orgasm as his head snapped back as best it could and with a choked out cry…he filled my body with his essence. He could never get me pregnant so it's not an issue when ever he came inside me…in fact I prefer it. He collapsed on top of me and I weakly struggle to unhook the belt from around his neck. Soon he was breathing normally…or as normal as a Ghoul can breathe after a round of mind blowing sex.

I stroke his head tenderly and give him a kiss on his forehead when he finally looked up at me.

"You can speak freely, Charon."

He ponders for a moment…before asking me (in an amazed tone), "What the hell did you just do to me?"

The expression on his face and the question makes me laugh.

After my fit of the giggles I give my poor Charon a kiss and tell him not to worry about it…and only to let me know if he liked it enough to do it again.

With a tiny smile he tells me he did.

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The pervert in me is in high frigging gear! Two chapters in one DAY!!! These plot bunnies in my head must be procreating because I keep coming up with new things for these two to do. I'll give her a name in the next chapter. I was thinking of Seraph but we'll see. As always reviews are like carrots to my bunnies so keep feeding them!