She's angry, but he isn't having any of it.

"Come in." The curt voice of my Captain calls out.

She's mad. No doubt about it. I could understand why she would be, going from being proud of a subordinate to disappointment so quickly - doubtless she had already heard about my escapades last night. Certainly, she wouldn't see anything abnormally wrong about them or start calling for my head - but that didn't mean that she was going to approve of my actions. I give a sheepish nod. "Captain. Apologies for being late."

"Your actions are an embarrassment to the squad." She informs me bluntly. "I was proud of your actions on the surface world, considering to myself how best to reward you - pondering if you would be suited for additional responsibilities. If I could trust you to that extent." Soifon shakes her head. "Instead, you show me that I was wrong. I offered you a chance, and you left at the first distraction. I thought it would mean something to you, but I was clearly mistaken."

"That's going a bit far." I protest. "I missed one session, enjoyed a single night out. You're overreacting-"

"We pride ourselves on our discipline!" She snaps at me. "Gallivanting about with the biggest whore in Soul Society after a drunken night on the streets, what were you thinking?"

That was a bit rude to Matsumoto. She wasn't that ba- Wait. Hadn't I told Matsumoto it was normal for her to get fucked after getting drunk? And considering her lifestyle, perhaps I shouldn't be surprised that she was now considered an utter whore by my Captain.

I couldn't help but feel an inkling of frustration at her words. I had a good amount of respect for her when I first came here, and I understood that my actions were hardly something she would support. But I wasn't just going to roll over and let myself get chewed out for something that any guy in my position would have done. Not when I was the one with all the power here.

"Alright. I fucked Matsumoto." I admit. "And before that, I fucked Orihime - not that you would know her." I take a few steps towards her. "But you know, before any of that? I fucked you, Captain. I'll freely confess that I fucked a few sluts here and there, but I can't just ignore your own hypocrisy here." I cast my mind back to our first meeting. One of the first few changes I had made. "Strip for me."

In a flash, her clothes hit the floor. She still looks angry - she might consider my actions to be normal, but that didn't mean that she had no genuine reaction to what I was doing and saying. It was just... another part of daily life.

"That's better." I mirror her actions, standing fully naked in the room - then circling around to place myself next to her as she remains in her seat. "It's normal for women I've fucked to obey me, after all." There, something a bit more generally useful to work with. I stroke myself off as I take in her petite form, taking a certain amount of enjoyment in the mix of clear displeasure and placid acceptance of the events that were transpiring.

"I suppose it is." She confirms. "But I am still the Captain here. This conversation is over, get out of my office."

"No." I deny, knowing that the earrings will shelter me from any consequences. "You might be done with the conversation, but I'm not done here. I think you need a reminder of how things went the last time we met. I think I'll just stay here for a moment, paint that body of yours white with my cum - just to help you work on your humility a bit."

Perhaps it was petty. But so was lambasting a subordinate so harshly for a single mistake, especially when she tried acting so high-and-mighty when from her perspective she had fucked me for practically no reason other than me asking.

"Whatever." She tries and fails to act like she isn't bothered as I jack off in front of her, pretending to do paperwork as she steals glances at me out of the corner of my eye. "When you are done, you can leave."

Oh, I will. This time. I pull Soifon's chair around to face me at the final moment, erupting onto her naked body with ****. Her face is entirely coated with my cum, and her petite chest barely slows down the streams of my seed rushing down her body. She's an absolute mess, and she certainly knows it.

I smile at her. "I think this will be a great experience for you, Captain. You're going to stay like that for the rest of the day. No cleaning up, no putting clothes on. I think I'll swing back around tomorrow, by that time - I want you to have properly reflected on how you should be treating me with more respect. I'll have your apology then, and if it isn't satisfactory enough - I guess we'll just have to repeat this experience. Maybe just before a Captain meeting?"

"I'll keep that in mind." She acts as if I hadn't just said something absurd or unfair, like I had been telling her about the weather or something instead. "I have work to do, get out already."

I give her a mocking bow, enjoying the way my cum continues to drip down her face onto the desk as she tries to do paperwork without a speck of clothing to cover herself up. "As you wish, Captain."

As I leave, I hear her angry shout. "Omaeda! Nobody is to enter my office today without my express permission! They can come back another day, that's an order!"

Well. I didn't forbid her from doing that, so she's spared herself the humiliation of her squad seeing her like this. For now, at least - it all depended on just how she reacted tomorrow.