Sarah Lynn

~Prologue~

In a cold bedroom, lies a humble military man named Rick. Ex-boyfriend to one Sarah Lynn.

Rick tossed and turned in his bed, fighting a dream about his lost lover. Sarah’s promotion meant she wasn’t “allowed” to date him anymore. But Rick knew that was just an excuse she used. He knew Sarah thought he was just too weak for her. Even the rose tattooed on her asscheek to playfully brand her as his property felt like an empty lie she went along with to humor him as her dom. And now it just mocked him.

“Rose butt.” He groaned as he smashed the snow globe he regularly falls asleep holding.

~Sarah’s magnificent morning~

“Eggghhh.” The sleepy woman let out a cry of protest at this detestable military routine she’s been programmed with. Waking up at 5 a.m. like she could still hear that god-awful horn they played at this time in basic training. (Dadada DADADA DADADA DADA DA DAAAAAA)

Sarah Lynn, if you’ve been paying attention to the descriptions given BEFORE coming to this story, is a woman with short red hair, eye color unspecified, and a slender body she preferred to keep hidden behind clothing in all public situations.

After waking up and doing her usual morning routine. One far too boring to describe in writing. She made her way outside to begin a nice walk to the park for some fresh air and exercise.

As for what she was wearing? A light jacket over a sports bra, along with modest track pants and a pair of no-nonsense panties beneath them. Lastly covering her feet were her favorite military boots.

~Sarah reaches her destination~

The park, an open space filled with sunshine and fountains and pathways and probably a picnic table somewhere.

There were a few more people around than usual but Sarah tried not to let that bother her. She continued her walk along the park until something most unexpected happens.

~Something most unexpected happens~

“Rick?” said Sarah, implying that she just ran into her ex-boyfriend. This was rather awkward as one can imagine. They didn’t leave on the best of terms.

“Sarah...” Rick looked her up and down to determine that yes, his banger ex-girlfriend did in fact just run into him at the park. He was now trying to decide whether this was good news or bad. And it didn’t take him long to realize that it was indeed good news.

This was the chance he’d been waiting for. To prove once and for all he was willing to fight for her and to get her back for dumping him.

After exchanging awkward pleasantries Rick decided it was best to strike while the iron is hot.

~The inevitable turn~

“You know I’m not the same sergeant you left all that time ago. I’m willing to fight for what’s mine. That tattoo on your ass isn’t just for show.” said Rick.

Sarah was caught off guard. All this time she wished Rick would have put up more of a fight to stay with her. Maybe he could be worth another chance. And his assertiveness was certainly getting her excited again. It’s been so long.

“What do you have in mind...?” Sarah was cautious and didn’t want to appear too into it yet.

Rick had no interest in taking the slow approach. He wanted to get right into it.

“Come with me,” he said in the commanding voice he knew she liked. “I’ll show you.”