Ready to Serve

Eyes fluttering open to the familiar sight of her RV's roof Tara Markov woke up with a small groan.

Sitting up to pinch at the bridge of her nose the blonde winced and placed her hand on her right bicep. Instead of smooth skin she felt the surface of medical tape and a bandage. With a blink she remembered the events of the day.

She had come to Kingsville TX to stop a group of wanna be terrorists from testing out earthquake inducing machines. It hadn't been hard and aside from a brief shoot out she delt with the group well enough that the quiet town wasn't even aware of how close they'd come to becoming a sink hole.

She spent the next three days relaxing and enjoying the sites (while occasionally assisting the cops subtly with her powers) before loading up on groceries for her next road trip. Then...

Tara's eyes grew wide as she remembered the fight that had broken out. She had sensed someone out in the distance but without feeling them moving any closer she held off from engaging and starting an unnecessary fight. Maybe they got the wrong girl she thought.

Apparently not.

She remembered the brief battle. He clearly had training and was dead set on getting her. She'd thought she had him with the mini sandstorm she whipped up and with him captured she approached with her guard up. Then he dropped the name Wilson and feelings of fear, anger, betrayal and other things she kept locked up spiraled out from a part of her mind she'd been making a point to ignore for years.

It was all the opening the guy needed to launch a final attack with his hidden tail and she was hit with a wave of dizziness and drowsiness before everything went black. Then she woke up in her RV trailer with the sun setting in the waning hours.

Getting to her feet Tara felt...oddly calm all things considered. Despite being attacked she didn't feel threatened. Her mind felt clearer than it had in years.

She had tried to live a normal life when she woke up all those years ago. A pleasant older couple had found her stumbling half out of her mind. They'd taken her in as if she were their own and helped put her through school with no questions whatsoever.

When her schooling was over she'd become restless. She needed to do _something _or else it felt like she'd go mad. The couple again helped her and next thing she knew she was packed up and driving an old pickup truck to wherever she felt she had to go.

Fast forward a few years of doing random part time jobs to earn money, stopping natural disasters from harming people, stopping ecoterrorists and here she was.

The entire thing felt like a blur to be honest. Not to mention it felt more like she was running from something...or someone.

Stepping out the door of her bedroom she spotted her attacker. His jeans and denim jacket had been replaced with a simple t shirt and jogging pants while he looked through a laptop. For some reason just seeing him sit there put her at ease and excited her.

"You're awake." He said casually typing a few things into his computer before proceeding to power it down. Tara decided he had a nice voice. "I'm guessing that since you're not trying to smash me with boulders you're not holding a grudge against me."

"NO!" She shouted, much to both her and his shock. The geomancer suddenly found the floor very interesting as she blushed at her outburst in the following awkward silence. She couldn't help it. For some reason the idea of attacking him repulsed her. Even now thinking about their brief fight she felt guilty for trying to fend him off! Despite knowing logically she had every right to defend herself!

Steadying her breathing she looked at him as he calmly assessed her. "No, I don't feel any resentment for what happened." She explained calmly before moving on. "I...I know you did something to make me feel like this. What exactly was it? ...Also could I get your name so I can stop calling you...well You?"

After a brief stare he nodded and spoke. He explained who he was and why he came after her. What he intended to continue to do while making use of her abilities. As he spoke she had sat down across from him taking it all in. Before she knew it the sun had set outside.

Despite being told she'd been effectively enslaved she didn't feel even the least bit concerned. Instead she felt more and more relaxed. She had to be with him. To protect him. To help achieve his goals. To make him happy. To be used by him.

The more she thought about it the more determined she became to see this new goal in her life made reality. To see his will done she'd be anything he needed her to be. Whether it be his scapegoat or his weapon.

Because he was her better.

Her leader.

Her master.

Her Alpha.

"I understand." She said calmly with a content smile as her psyche processed her thoughts and took root in the core of her very being. Before he could say anything else she slipped under the table and crawled her way to his lap. Moving quickly her hand began to massage the his crotch underneath his pants.

"What are you-?" Shane groaned as his not so little soldier began to stand at attention at her treatment.

"You've been stressed out for so long." Tara explained as she pulled away his lower clothing. "I'm just doing what I can to help you relax." With his cock now free the blonde quickly moved forward to take him inside her mouth.

Despite the obvious pleasure the merc still eyed her with skepticism. "I just basically explained that I mind controlled you, fully intend to do the same to others be they heroes or villains, and the first thing you do to de-stress me is give me a blowjob?" He asked with a disbelieving laugh.

Humming at his scent and taste she pulled her lips off of him to jack him off to answer with a giddy laugh of her own, "I know it sounds crazy. Just yesterday the idea of blowing a guy who attacked me sounds ridiculous but now...I just can't help it." Taking a moment to gather her thoughts and put some attention to his balls with her tongue she continued, "This should repulse me but being with you... I feel so clear minded and certain of myself. I just know that I have to take care of you." Nodding to herself for being able to verbalize her thoughts before continuing with a naughty grin, "And I don't hear you saying anything about wanting me to stop." So saying she took one of his balls into her mouth and hummed.