Appointment with the Overseer.

After showering and changing into a new vault suit Madeline made her way to Overseer McIntire's office. His elderly secretary Claire wasn't there. That was a bit odd, but she must have been off on some other duty.

This _was _the time Norman said to come to see his father. At least Madeline certainly hoped the boy hadn't messed that up like he had messed her face and every other part of her body up the week or so prior.

She knocked on the metal door with a fist, gently. She did not want to disturb the Overseer if he was actually busy or she had been given the wrong time.

Madeline jumped as the metal door slid up unexpectedly.

Overseer McIntire sat behind his large ornate semicircular desk.

He eyed Madeline up and down, his eyes resting on her breasts ever so long. Madeline chose a particularly tight suit to accentuate her figure that day, and had intentionally left the zipper a bit lower than etiquette required.

“Ah Madeline, come in," He said with a smile. He looked like Norman, just older and a bit more out of shape but still the strong Anglo features with a Roman nose and angular jaw. "How can I help you? Norman said you wanted to see me. Sit."

"Yes sir." Madeline said as she sat down across from the ominously large desk of the Overseer. She saw his eyes wandering all over her body.

"What's all this about anyhow?" he smiled wryly.

"Its about the Mission outside the vault. I want to be on the mission sir." Madeline said as resolutely as she could. The Overseer's eyes widened a bit.

"So Norman was telling the truth. You were trying to get on the mission. Interesting." The Overseer leaned back in his chair stared at a computer terminal and taped a few keys casually.

"Well, Miss Blackwater," the Overseer said with feigned **** "I am afraid your services won't be needed on the mission. Besides, it is entirely too dangerous. Your father would be most angry if I were to let you go out in the wasteland and get killed."

"Please Overseer McIntire," Madeline almost pleaded as she sat up and on the edge of her seat, leaning...maybe subconsciously forward to reveal her excellent chevage "I have to be on that mission. Its my one chance to get out of the vault."

"Would you do anything to be on the mission?" The Overseer said with the tone of a hunter.

"Anything." Madeline narrowed her eyes seductively "Any-thing." Madeline had a creeping feeling she knew where this would go.

"You know Madeline," The Overseer said as he punched in some more keys behind his desk to a console she couldn't see "I had needed to get a hold of Norman this week a few times and it was difficult to find him. I managed to track him eventually disappearing to the reactor storage room." Madeline began to tense up.

"Take a look at this for me." He motioned for her to come around to the side of his desk. "You see--I wanted to know what he was doing in there so I had the Head of Vault Security Captain Ward put a camera in the room to see exactly what was going on."

As Madeline walked around the side of the Overseer's desk her mouth dropped and she actually put her hand up to her mouth as she saw what was on the Overseer's console. She saw herself on her knees in front of Norman--her head bobbing on his cock through a grainy security feed. She was speechless. She was embarrassed and ashamed. Madeline froze. Overseer McIntire looked up at her.

"Think you could try to convince me like that Miss Blackwater?" He raised an eyebrow and a sheepish grin spread across his face as he swiveled the chair toward her, a bulge not well hidden in his utilitarian vault suit.

Madeline took her hand away from her mouth. She reached down deep inside of her for control. She could do this. She had whored herself out to Norman. She could certainly do this to get on the mission. She moved slowly to he knees on the floor in front of the Overseer, whose legs were spread invitingly.

"Overseer McIntire," Madeline said as she unzipped her vault suit to reveal her breasts dangerously close to the Overseer's groin. "I would do ANYTHING for this mission. Even...what I did for Norman."

"Mhmmm I know you would." He nodded as if in approval of Madeline's luscious breasts and as if to signal her to begin her untoward act.

Madeline reached up and unzipped the Overseer's suit slowly, her hands almost shaking. But she knew what she needed to do. She moved the zipper down passed the Overseer's crotch, his nearly erect member poking naturally out of where the zipper freed it. He was clearly aroused, but perhaps his age meant he wasn't rock hard just yet. She reached her hand into the suit and freed his cock entirely. Without a word--without hesitation, knowing she could only use her mouth to get out of this in one way-she began to suck.

Madeline didn't look at the Overseer at first. She couldn't bare it. She moved her mouth on the head of his cock slowly sucking on his head with great pressure. He got hard fast enough.

"Oh Damnnnnn....mmmmm." the Overseer moaned as he felt Madeline's lips on his shaft. He looked down and saw her young face pleasuring him, her dark hair waving as her youthful head bobbed up and down on his cock.

Madeline moved a hand to caress his balls while her mouth worked his shaft.

"Mhmmm I haven't mmmmm had this...ooohmmmm in...a while." He said slowly, drawing out the words as he enjoyed the sensations of Madeline's soft lips and tongue.

Madeline looked up at him as she moved her mouth along his manhood. She saw he was biting his lip, resisting the urge to cum. Madeline decided to try deep throating the old man. If he hadn't had head in a while from his wife Madeline was sure she probably didn't try to deepthroat.

Without a gag reflex to speak of Madeline moved her moved down inch by inch slowly taking his decently sized manhood into her mouth. His eyes widened as he saw Madeline inhale his cock.

"Ughhhh" the Overseer sighed as he let out a deep breath of pleasure.

Madeline moved her mouth slowly back to his cock's head then down once more. She repeated this feat a half a dozen times until she felt the Overseer begin to writhe in his seat. He was about to cum. Madeline moved her mouth from the base of his cock to his head quickly to accept his seed. Sure enough he came, with no decent courtesy of telling her--maybe it really had been a long while and he forgot some etiquette. Madeline figured the Overseer's wife didn't put out much these days being older.

He came fiercely. Madeline was glad she had moved her mouth to his head to gather his goo easier. He shuttered and jolted.

"Fuck. Ugh! UUUGH! FUCK! GOD Yesss Ughmmmmmmmm" his leg shook as he came with a primal intensity. His first few salvos of warm juices shooting deep inside Madeline's throat. But Madeline was a natural it seemed, and managed to swallow even his large load with little fuss.

As the spasms died away and Madeline tasted no more of his warm cum in her mouth she pulled off his cock.

"Well, Miss Blackwater," the Overseer said with a long sigh of pleasure as he looked down at Madeline between his legs "that was...you...you are something else. I haven't had that in a quite a while." He moved his hand to his zipper after stuffing his cock back into his vault suit and covered himself back up.

Madeline did likewise and slowly moved to her feet.

"So..." Madeline spoke softly "I am on the mission now?"

Overseer McIntire's brow farrowed and he looked at Madeline.

"Oh I am afraid that won't be possible Miss Blackwater." he said with a feigned sigh.

"What!?" Madeline exclaimed in panic and anger "But you said--"

"You have convinced me." The Overseer said holding up and hand as he interrupted her "Convinced me that your talents would be wasted outside the vault. I think I have plenty of ideas on how exactly to use your...talents here. I will need someone to replace my secretary, and she needs a break. I will talk to your father about letting you work part time here."

He grinned viciously.

"I thought we had a deal?" Madeline began to tear up but was even in too much shock.

"Madeline--" The Overseer said, calling her by her first name as if to add emphasis "You know that I can make your life a living hell while you are in the vault. I could assign you to kitchen duty or to scrubbing the carbon exhaust emitters for the rest of your life. Or perhaps reassign your father to other duties. Do you understand?"

Madeline slowly nodded. It wasn't enough for Overseer McIntire.

"Do you!?" he insisted.

"Yes Overseer." Madeline said defeated "I understand." She hung her head low.

"Very good. You will come back by tomorrow evening. For...further instructions. Now go."

Madeline left the Overseer's office exhausted mentally and emotionally. She went back to her room, not daring to even look at her father on her way to her bed to cry herself to sleep. How would she ever get out of the vault? Perhaps...she could try to convince the head of vault security, Captain Ward. It was her only option now. Or else she would become nothing but the Overseer's plaything.