His first command

Hawk stood in front of Valerie. "I have a command for you.", he said ominously. She knew what it meant - she would need to obey what he ordered her to do, no matter what.

"What is it?", she asked nervously.

"Field agents are not allowed to wear underwear on this mission."

She realized what he wanted her to do. She began to unzip the front of her suit, intending to take it off so she could remove her panties. To her surprise, he stopped her when the zipper was above her bellybutton.

"No time - the chopper will leave any moment now."

She was confused. Did he want her to remove her panties or not? She looked at him, and noticed he was pointing towards the table in the center of the room.

"Bend over.", he said simply.

Valerie wanted to protest, but she had no power to. She had promised him that she would obey his every order while on a mission. She walked over to the table, obediently bending over it as she practically hugged the table. He pressed his hand in between her thighs.

"Wider", he ordered. She obeyed, spreading her legs as far apart as she could in her position. She bit her lip in anticipation. She was presenting her ass to him, with only thin layers of leather and lace in between him and her sex. What was he going to do?

She found her answer when he took out his sharp pocket knife. She couldn't help but shiver slightly as he brought the blade to a rest at the apex of her behind, right at the center.

"Stay still.", he said. She held her breath as the blade began to travel. She felt the leather in between her ass cheeks give way, followed shortly by the leather over her pussy. He made a clean U-shaped cut, stopping slightly above her crotch.

"Not long left.", he paused. She bit her lip, trying her best to hide just how turned on she was getting by all of this. She could already feel her panties becoming moist. What exactly was he planning? She prayed it wouldn't involve more destruction of her clothing.

Her hopes were in vain as he used the gap to access her panties. They ripped much more easily, the knife splitting them clean down the middle. With a final tug, Hawk pulled out both halves from under her catsuit, the sudden movement making her gasp. She felt the unmistakable sensation of cool air on her wet pussy, confirming that his job was done.

She rose from her bent position, noticing that Hawk had stuffed the now destroyed garment in his pocket. She wondered - had he noticed how moist it was? The thought made her blush a little.

"There we go.", he said happily. "Now you're in compliance with my instructions."

She looked down, a surge of alarm rising inside her. While his statement was true, what was also true was that the tight leather suit still hugged her every curve. Her pussy lips were fully exposed!

"Hawk, please.", she begged. "We haven't even left HQ yet. I can't go to the mission like this."

"Why not?", he asked playfully.

"There will be hostiles at the site. Not to mention, how will Eva ever respect me if the first thing she notices about me is my pussy?", she exclaimed, her voice clearly stressed. "Please, you have to help me."