ER - Mission Accomplished

You worried that chasing after Ela was the wrong decision. That you were overstepping as her girls and/or master by doing that, but it turned out to be the right decision.

You couldn’t truly sort out all Zofia’s baggage in one evening of angry shouting, but you did tell her something that she needed to hear. That set her on a path of being just a little bit less angsty and secretly shameful about her kink. As for how she and her sister turned out to have the same, rather **** kink… you aren’t sure about that, but you’re guessing that it has something to do with the military stuff they were involved in.

A year has passed since that night in Poland.

FUTA has become a big success, and is well into its second season. You were able to get Ela back to the United States quickly enough that she was able to regain her contract and get back to playing.

Your dominant style in the bedroom translated well to the field, and you managed to stay captain of your team. As for Pink Team, they’ve done well.

You are more confident than ever.

Ela is no longer deferential to her older sister. She is more free now, yet also even more devoted to you. You aren’t the most **** master, but Ela has made it clear that she doesn’t want anyone but you. It’s probably because of the whole rescue from Poland thing, but you aren’t complaining. Ela is such a strange girl, but you have definitely fallen in love with her.

Which is incredibly awkward, because being in a stable relationship seems to have helped her find a huge level of focus in soccer. She’s twice the player she was when she joined FUTA, and she’s not on your team. In fact, she’s cost you at least two games this season, but you don’t mind.

FUTA is doing well enough that it’s here to stay, and you and Ela both recently decided to keep renewing your contracts. A few of the others have gone off to pro play, but the two of you don’t want to leave the unpredictable, unabashedly horny chaos of FUTA. With that in mind, you no longer spend your winning weekends at the Lodge. You have an apartment in the city where you can have privacy, since you aren’t on the same team. So far you’ve managed to avoid the paparazzi. Sooner or later they’ll catch you, but that won’t hurt anything. It’ll just make juicy gossip headlines.

It’s a little weird to introduce Ela to your family, especially to Kayla. Even though Ela is now in a committed relationship, she still exudes this vixen-like, dripping sexuality that even your mother probably can’t help but notice. So that’s a little awkward, but no big deal. For the most part, things could be better.

There’s just one small thing, one consequence of your actions that you still have to deal with, and that’s Zofia. True, she’s no longer overbearing and trying to control her sister… but that night in Warsaw, your brutal interrogation took her kinky mind and body to such heights of pleasure that she wasn’t able to forget it.

It wasn’t long after you got back to the states before she started to contact you, and she was persistent. She’s a dom behind closed doors, but in the open she’s a ruthless, invincible bully. She doesn’t take no for an answer. Apparently she has a reputation in the military for being unstoppable, and you quickly understand why.

That, along with the strange relationship between her and Ela, makes for some very strange visits when Zofia comes to check up on her sister.

Your apartment is on the twelfth floor, way up above the street. It’s a warm night, but the breeze through the balcony doors still feels cool on your sweaty skin in the bedroom as you thrust deep into Ela’s tight ass. You have her on her feet, bent over by the bed, her hands bound with a leather harness behind her naked body. Her green hair bounces in time with her moans around the ball gag in her mouth as you try to pound her without falling over.

Your balance isn’t so great because you have one foot on the floor, and the other on the flared base of the fat vibe that’s buried in Zofia’s pussy. She’s on the floor under you, tied up and blindfolded, sobbing through a full-body orgasm. You push your foot down cruelly, and she shrieks and writhes.

Meanwhile, your fingers are busy on Ela, sore because you’ve been edging her for so long tonight, but it’s time. You shove three digits inside her, crushing her clit with your palm and fucking both holes roughly. Her damp body wiggles against you, and by now you can play her body like a musical instrument. The timing, the intensity, the aim…

Her squirting juices splash all over her sister’s bare belly and breasts, and a moment later she pees. You make sure Zofia feels every drop of it, then pull out and throw Ela on the bed.

You drop down on Zofia with your full weight, crushing the breath from her. You sit on her chest and **** your cock into her mouth, all the way until she gags. She tries, ****, but she’s bad at giving head. Maybe on purpose because this is what she wants. You lean over and use your hand to cushion her head, then drive your hips, fucking her throat just as hard you fucked Ela’s ass a moment ago. You were already pretty close. You yank violently on her hair and gush into her throat, not pulling out until you’ve poured it all in and your cock is just twitching and contracting, with nothing left to shoot.

You pull out and collapse against the bed, panting. Behind you, Ela’s limp with her legs spread wide, her red, swollen pussy twitching as she moans in satisfaction around her gag. Beside you, Zofia coughs, trying to swallow it all as her legs shake and her feet slip and slide across the floor. She’s still cumming.

You wipe your hand across your sweaty forehead. It’s a good thing Zofia only visits once a month. You’re a good athlete, but you don’t have the stamina to do this every night.

~ Route End ~