The Jackoff

Millia followed Jack as he dragged the woman through a back door and to the reserved parking lot.

"What did you do to me?" Nox asked, her voice breathy and confused. She gasped as Jack pushed her into the backseat, binding her hands and feet with zip ties. The harsh touch of his fingers caused the woman to shudder as Jack **** her feet together and bound them securely, a soft moan escaping her lips. "Wh-what is this?" Her hips bucked slightly as Jack finished securing her limbs, causing Nox to blush furiously as Jack's eyes flickered towards the movement.

"Shhh," Millia hushed, slipping into the seat next to her. "Don't talk. Just... breathe." Millia reached for Nox's face, her fingers trailing down her cheek, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. Nox's breath hitched as Millia leaned closer, her lips almost touching her ear. "You're feeling it, aren't you? How it spreads through your veins, sets your body on fire." Nox gasped, her eyes wide and dilated. "That's what happens when you cross the Goddess of Lust." Millia's fingers trailed down Nox's neck, to her collarbone, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "You should have stayed out of our business, Niccy." Millia leaned back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Jack climbed into the driver's seat, turning to look at the two girls in the back. “Seatbelts on, ladies."

"Where are we going, Master?" Millia asked, teasing Nox by stroking the woman's calf with her bare toes. Nox shuddered, her eyes locked on Millia's feet, the blend of fear and arousal evident on her face.

"When I married Sam, I didn't really have much in the form of belongings. An Xbox, my uniform, some civilian clothes. And a whole bunch of guns. And apparently, those didn't belong in the same house as a young kid, so she ordered me to sell them. And, yeah, I didn't. Instead, I did what any man would do, given the chance. I created HQ Alfa Jack: Codeword Temple. Or, as my Delta buddies came to call it, the Jackoff. So, my friend Niccy, that's where I'm taking you."

Jack started the car, pulling out onto the quiet streets, Nox's ragged breaths and muffled moans filling the air as Millia continued her torment. Jack glanced in the rearview mirror, watching as Nox squirmed and writhed in her seat, her bound hands and feet limiting her movement, her face flushed with arousal.

"There in five, pet. Ease her torment for a few minutes." Millia obeyed, pulling her feet away, earning a soft whimper from Nox. Millia smiled, her eyes flickering to Jack in the front seat. He was focused on the road ahead, his expression unreadable. But as he glanced in the mirror again, he winked at her, sending a thrill through her body.

The car pulled to a stop in front of a house on the outskirts of town. It was small and unassuming, surrounded by trees and hedges, cutting of view from prying eyes. Jack got out first, walking around to the other side to open Millia's door. She smiled, taking his hand as she stepped out.

"Welcome to the Jackoff," Jack said, gesturing towards the house with a smirk. "Not much to look at from the outside, but inside? Inside is where the magic happens."

He led them to the front door, unlocking it with a key from his pocket. Inside, the house was surprisingly well-maintained, the furniture modern and sleek. With the squirming Nox slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, Jack led them into the living room, where a large TV dominated one wall, surrounded by comfortable-looking couches, past the kitchen and down the stairs. The basement was a different story.

“Ta da,” Jack said, kicking the door open with a flourish. “Welcome to the heart of the Jackoff, the inner sanctum, the-” He gestured into the room with a sweeping motion of his arm. “-the Jackory.”