An Apology

"Sorry about all that." Captain Lexa says.

"What?"

Lexa locks the door to the storage room. "It's true there's been more smuggling. The mayor has been breathing down my neck over it. With the election coming I need to make it look like the guard is trying."

My face crumples up with frustration. Of course, the captain uses this 'crisis' as an excuse to again expose my body and embarrass me. I should have never come back to this goddess-forsaken town.

"I can replay you." Lexa's hand wraps around my cock. "How quickly can you cum?"

"Well... it's been a while," I stammer.

"Perfect." Her hand starts slowly pumping up and down my shaft. I half expect her to squeeze or slap my genitals, but the sparkle in her emerald eyes says she's enjoying this. Then again, the only time the captain seems to be happy around me is when I'm naked and embarrassed.

"You can't be doing this." I grunt, as she hastens.

"What? You don't like this."

"Well... well no, I like it."

"Then shut up."

After a few more strokes, I feel confident Lexa isn't going to hurt me. I also realize that she is standing in front of me and is very much likely to end up with a uniform covered in my semen.

"Uhh, what happens if I cum on you?"

"What do you mean?"

I decide it's time to put my 'sellsword' initiative to use. "People will know what you did. You will have to swallow."

"Guess you're right." She sighs, before going down on her knees. Her lips wrap around the tip and her tongue then teases my sensitive head. As I stifle a moan she begins using both hands to stroke my shaft. Suddenly, one of her hands begins to play with my balls before her head plunges down my shaft. Her head begins bobbing up and down for a few seconds before I finally unload into her mouth. I can only grimace as I think of all the semen she'll have to swallow.

Having unloaded my balls, Lexa removes her mouth from my shaft and swallows every drop. Her only comment is "Get dressed."