Army in Revolt

He left her on the table to clean himself, her naked body covered in sweat and cum, broken in body and spirit. She laid there, unable to move, her thoughts fuzzy, her vision blurred.

After a while, Serrano came back, looking down on her, the faintest hint of a smile on his face.

"I'm going to attend to other matters, Isabella. I expect you have learnt your lesson today. Clean yourself up before you leave, and the next time we meet, you will tell me what your decision is again. And you will say yes."

With that, he left, closing the door behind him, leaving her alone with her thoughts, her body aching, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.

She slowly and carefully peeled herself off the desk, her ass screaming in pain, her pussy throbbing, leaking his cum onto the floor. She reached for her pants, her hands shaking, and raised them up, though they hung loosely now that the buttons were gone.

She felt empty, drained, angry. She had let him use her, degrade her, and she had enjoyed it, her body betraying her. She felt violated, ashamed, but beneath that, she felt a deep, dark satisfaction, an aching need having been met.

But most importantly, she realised that the military could no longer be trusted, not under Serrano.

With a heavy sigh, she began the journey back to her palace.

Gain [Army in Revolt]