Personal Guard/Harem

The post-apocalyptic world is a dangerous place. It would be a much safer one, for you, if you had a little personal protection, and if you had to be surrounded 24/7 it might as well be by some highly trained, gorgeous military women. With that in mind, you approach LT Mills. "Let's go talk in private," you say, gesturing her to follow you to a secluded corner. "I have a very important mission for you and your squad to play."

"What's the mission?" she asks.

"I need you to lead your squad in protecting me. I need one of you with me at all times and one of you downstairs to stand guard inside the Stryker. However you decide to make that happen is up to you. Think of me as your new commanding officer."

"That's a lot more reasonable of a request than I was expecting..." she thinks for a few moments. "I can have shifts made up soon. Would we be able to get showered and cleaned up before, sir? Err, should I call you 'sir'?"

"You can call be 'Boss' or 'sir' it's up to you. And yes, go ahead and get showered and take care of your laundry. None of us showered in a couple weeks, so I think we all need one. Meet me at nightfall with a plan." LT Mills salutes you and walks off to inform her squad. They don't seem too surprised or bothered by your "mission" which makes you glad you didn't go into more detail. Whoever was on shift guarding you would be responsible for your safety and all your personal needs. Including the sexual ones. Especially the sexual ones.

First things first, you need a shower yourself and head up to your room. When the warm water comes on hits your body, you can't imagine a greater feeling in the world. Of course, that feeling only lasts for a few minutes before you're imagining the feeling of Mill's body against yours or Garcia's ass around your cock. This is where you would usually jerk off fantasizing about such things, but now you get to make that fantasy a reality. When you're all cleaned up, you grab one of your few remaining sets of clean clothes and get dresses, waiting for whoever LT Mills has decided to put on first shift with you.