Research Assistance

Bob laid back on his bed, pondering how far he got with this whole thing. Honestly, this was the first time he got to stop and reflect on… well everything. So far he just went with the flow and moved ahead, sure he had some moments of reprise but every time he found another goal to work towards and just like that he kept himself busy, not sure of his own endgame.

Now as he administered Sombra’s punishment he used it as his holiday. Sombra was his first subject and one that he has the most control over, not that it matters, he can just scribble anything on anyone to adjust that, but where’s the fun in that? Regardless, with full access to Sombra’s mind through her implants he administered her penance to his amusement.

But now a question lingered. With Talon basically in his control, where should he go now? Sure he already made strides into Overwatch through Tracer, D.Va and D.Mon. But he could still lay low, people could assume that Talon is just laying in wait and get complacent while he would still generate revenue and live comfortably thanks to Talon’s facilities. Hell, he wouldn’t even have to let go of Tracer, a story could be fabricated that she decided to retire with Emily and that would be it. As for D.Va and D.Mon, if their little side gig would surface, they would just ride the scandal and would have to hide less with their implicit activities, making sure no one would trace a thing back to Talon or Bob himself. But would that be enough for him? He could just keep going and as his collection of powerful people from around the world would expand he would have more tools to prevent anything bad from happening, hell, he could potentially solve some problems with the world.

The problem he found with his musing really quickly is simple. The power he received doesn’t really allow him to do it morally, he always takes away some part of someone or something from them. Sure they don’t mind, sure he did it plenty for his hedonistic pleasure. But there's a scale difference by building himself a comfortable life with a harem and taking away something from the whole world. He can manage a few people, maybe a few hundred even. But literally… everyone? No, that would be too much responsibility first, not right for the people he wouldn’t be able to address directly, second.

Bob shifted laying on his bed, the quilt covering him up to his chest shifted a bit and he chuckled and shuddered a little. She woke up again, huh. For the past 48 hours Sombra was undergoing her punishment. What was it? It was simple in how ingenious it was. Since he had most direct control over Sombra he gave her a few commands she couldn’t disobey. First he told her to have a growing, subconscious urge to suck cock, not any cock but Bob’s cock in particular. Second, he made her forget that he ever gave her the command but retain the effect. As a result, it wasn’t even 90 minutes from the start of the punishment period where Sombra started to get extra flirty with Bob and extra pushy. Of course it ended with a quick blowjob, which Sombra explained away as her way of teasing Bob. That, of course didn’t last too long, after about 18 hours Sombra was basically begging for Bob to shove his cock into her mouth. At first Bob denied her that. Wondering if Sombra will throw herself onto him before the 24 hour mark.

At 20 hours while working at his desk he felt his pants being undone, looking under the desk he saw nothing there but just shrugged knowing a thing or two what may be happening, His suspicions were confirmed after he heard a familiar moan of a certain hacker after warmth enveloped his cock and the air between his legs vibrated with purple energy in a shape of a woman before revealing the shape of Sombra. She gave in later than expected. Now that her cloaking vanished, Bob could see that Sombra was basically shoving her face onto his crotch, Bob’s member deep in her mouth, reaching for her throat. Sombra took him like a champ there, taking him deep and just moaning, giving in and losing herself in the pleasure she got from her ministrations. Bob wasn’t far behind and without a warning, he did let go into Sombra’s mouth, who in turn just moaned more as she swallowed hard the seed given by her superior.

And that brings Bob back to the present time. He was laying back and fiddling with a tablet, looking through reports and files of the projects he ordered the organisation to begin with. With the backdoor in Overwatch he also knew the movements of the “nemesis” organisation. And as far as he was concerned everything was going well and dandy. Talon still dabbled in criminal activities, but now it wasn’t a threat to the world and Overwatch was ready to acknowledge it as well. Sure, there was some **** because the recall happened just a few years ago and now it felt like an overreaction, so the peacekeepers now were allowed to move about and just be on-call in case a huge crisis rears its head.

Still, Bob was curious about finding some dirt on the organisation and he was looking into a particular member of the former Blackwatch that did not join Talon and instead chose to stick with the “good guys”. To Bob’s surprise, that person seemed to have more going on to them than met the eye. A fake name is not uncommon in the line of work, but the amount of dirt sweeped under the carpet made someone like Bob to be even disgusted.

It seems that his next target is due some vigilante justice.