The Latina follows her orders...

EDITED AUTHOR NOTES: I am cancelling the contest because almost no one participated. Probably because I made it too complicated unintentionally. Oh well, I suppose you win some, you lose some. I hope you still like the chapter anyway and if you have any thoughts to share, my comment section is open.

Finally, I recently posted a new Information on the Cast chapter to cover details about another group of people aside from the Original Residents of the apartment building that were claimed by the MC. This one covers some of the still missing soldiers that have been mentioned by name so far. Here is the link:

https://chyoa.com/chapter/Information-on-the-Cast%3A-Mentioned-Members-of-the-All-Female-Special-ForcesSquad.1458628****

Now, without further ado, let us continue with this more smut-heavy chapter:

Laurel's POV

You turned your head to look at the watch at the wall, waiting patiently for the time you were supposed to continue following your Master's written orders. In the meantime, you absentmindedly played with your own shorts to pass the time, sitting down as you were on the sofa near the entrance of the classified warehouse.

While you waited, your thoughts drifted back to the past half an hour. Soon after you realized that Master Michael was your rightful owner and always would be, you started discussing a plan to rescue your ex-girlfriend, Kira Preto, and your sister Sara from your former gang leader. Eventually, they settled on getting started by having one of the drones under his command enter into "package mode" and then take one of their radios all the way to her companion she had split up from not in the last hour.

Then, once their owner's computer guy, who she understood was called Zachary, could look for your former lover in the meeting place they had agreed upon or at least somewhere near enough, since she couldn't have made it far, and give her the radio. At which point, you could communicate with her yourself to inform her the first part of the good news: that you found the generous owner of a very well stockpiled warehouse and that the two of you may have found some valuable allies that were willing to trade like civilized people.

But before he sent the drone and one that controlled it on a quest to find your ex, your group's leader said he wanted to experiment with something so, he started writing a few things on a wall most directly in front of the door that led to the street with a small and thick marker.

That was when you had learned that not only did Master Michael owned every inch of your body but this building as well. And most importantly, he had rules in the building that must be followed promptly, including the one that said you had to strip to your underwear if possible, and then wait 10 minutes before stripping further.

And so, here you were in your pink bra and panties.

You were originally embarrassed by stripping in front of an audience, even if the members of her new group really didn't seem to mind, ESPECIALLY the younger professional soldier of the group that had introduced herself as Sergeant Garcia. But it was truly amazing what your Master could do to your emotional state since, with just a few verbal commands, you became completely calm at the idea of exposing your objectively hot body to the members of her team.

Which made perfect sense, you supposed, since your Master owned your feelings as well and that meant that if he wanted to purge the hesitation from your mind and let your confidence bloom instead, he was perfectly within his rights to reshape your emotions.

So, when you noticed that it was time after glancing at the clock again, you got on your knees over the couch and started removing your bra as required.

Before you could finish fully exposing your breast to fulfill the written rules of your owner, however, you saw Sergeant Garcia approaching, her eyes obviously liking the sight of you almost completely naked.

"Good, I came just in time," She said from the opposite side of the room, her tone sultry as the female soldier gave you a once-over.

You chuckled at the obvious hunger in her eyes, not feeling the least bit embarrassed at the situation. "To what do I owe the pleasure, Sergeant Garcia?"

"Our owner told me to get a break for now," She explained with a smirk. "And I wanted to take the opportunity to admire your body as you got more and more naked."

You cracked up at the blunt confession, unable to help it. "Straight to the point, I see?"

Garcia's cheeks flushed a bit but soon nodded. "Our owner commanded me to tell the truth, just the truth and nothing but the truth a few minutes before we first met. So, until he says otherwise, I lack a truth filter at the moment."

You raised an eyebrow at that, feeling intrigued. "That sounds interesting. So, if I told you I would be willing to humor you, as my fellow sister-in-ownership, as a way of making amends for attacking your team when I did not know better, what would you say? Especially if I also asked you if you would kindly start stripping as well."

As an answer, the younger Sergeant took off her uniform and sat in front of her in nothing but her black bra and panties.

You looked at her from head to toe and smirked, feeling your lower lips moisten at the sight. "I think I like your figure, Sergeant Garcia." You said, not seeing the point in being ashamed of admitting it after your owner's last command.

Garcia cheeks flushed ever so slightly but her smirk only grew. "You look quite hot yourself, Laurel. But I have a feeling you could look even more appealing right now."

"Oh?" You asked with a sudden wink. "Maybe you are right. How about...like this?" You said slowly as you stood up and turned to the side as you finished removing your pink bra.

Even across the room, you heard Garcia inhale sharply as she looked at your large chest. You smirked at that, enjoying the surge of ego that came with it.

"Much better," The sergeant replied with a knowing smile. "But maybe it is time I give you something more to ogle as well."

And with that, she started to, slowly and deliberately, take off her own bra.

You swallowed at the appetizing look of her areolas on instinct and realized in that moment that you were looking forward to sampling the taste of her nipples. But as you progressed in this increasingly kinky game, you knew that you did not want to be left behind. So, you bent over, lowered your pink panties, and allowed the attractive soldier before you to get a good look at your exposed pussy, spanking your ass in the process for good measure.

Garcia couldn't help but moan at that and sat down at the window. Which was patently unfair, you soon realized, because she looked so hot dressed only in her black panties and the heels that they had taken from you while tied up that you were already getting weak at the gorgeous view.

She grinned at you when she noticed the recognition on your face. "I requested our Supreme Commander for the right to claim your heels as my spoils of war after your defeat, since they don't fit LT Mills's feet," She explained, her tone as cheeky as it was toe-curling. "Don't worry, we will get you better military grade boots to wear from the supply cache for you to wear on the way back.

You felt your mouth go dry at her choice of words and felt like removing your last trace of clothing immediately. So, off your panties went.

"And is there...anything else that you would like to claim for the time being as a spoil of war, Sergeant?" You asked her, getting dangerously close to drool.

In response, Garcia gave her a smoldering look before dropping her own panties as well.

"Maybe I do...but you are the one that has to make amends, Laurel," She reminded you with a heart-racing smirk. "So, why don't you tell me what you are offering?"

You moaned as you sat back down om the coach. You couldn't help it. Not when her words snapped your remaining restraint and made you start fingering your cunt in full view of the female soldier.

It took you a long moment to compose your thoughts and it was not made easier by the fact that Garcia, not wanting to be undone while she watched you start masturbating, decided to stretch her naked leg in anticipation for what they both knew was to come.

Your moans got louder at that, imagining those strong legs around your neck and demanding you served her with your tongue.

You couldn't hold it anymore after that thought and gasped as you orgasm right then and there, your fingers coated in your essence. You panted hard as Garcia watched the reaction that she obviously had on you. But soon, you smirked back at her right before tasting yourself on your finger, hoping to make the soldier hornier.

Garcia moaned on reflex at the sight, her eyes closed in pleasure as she started caressing her outer lips. You watched as she continued to frak herself and soon noticed that her nipples had grown so hard that they might become as bullet proof as Kevlar if they kept this up. You suppressed a chuckle at the amusing thought before swallowing once more, your gaze resting on her aroused pussy.

Making a snap decision, you stood up and decided to answer her. "Can I start making it up to your team for the violent misunderstanding with my tongue now?" You asked, giving her a wide, knowing grin in the process.

At that, Garcia rose, and you immediately found the sight of her confidence while raising her magnificent leg to be hot hell.

Then, Garcia pointed at a smaller couch in the reception area and ordered you to get on your knees there and then to take her.

"I want to explore my switch tendencies," The soldier told you as she got in position. "Might as well kill two birds with one shot."

You nodded eagerly, feeling hungry as you hurried up to do as you were told, your face mere inches from her dripping core in a matter of seconds.

"Off," She demanded as she pointed at the heels.

You were a bit disappointed at that, since the Sergeant looked so hot and domineering with them on but hurried to obey your new lover. You blinked as it got darker inside and soon noticed that some clouds must have made the view from the windows dimmer.

Still, it was easy enough to refocus on the task at hand. You just had to feel Garcia's hand on your head as she pushed you ever closer to her inner sanctum. You felt your mouth water at her scent and started massaging it with your fingers, making your current mistress moan in the process.

"Go ahead then," Garcia said, her eyes pools of liquid lust. "Make. It. Up. To. Me."

You swallowed hard, feeling powerless to do anything other than complying with such a command. And so, you gave in as you started licking, feeding on her strong, military essence and immediately realizing that you loved the taste.

"Oh, I am going to LOVE making amends to this entire team, aren't I?" You thought to yourself on the spot.

All the same, that was a conversation for later. For the time being, your new lover needed you. And you had no intension of disappointing. So, you focused on giving the good sergeant a tongue-lashing she won't soon forget.

A/N: Well, this was my most graphic chapter yet so I hope you enjoyed it for the milestone occasion!

Please review and until next time.