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You found the request buried in one of those emails that is sent out to everyone on base, where it lists events and updates relevant to the entire list serv. Usually, you would delete it and get on with your day, but that day had been particularly slow, so you read through the whole email. As you were mindlessly scrolling and skimming the contents of the email, your eyes flitted to a request for anyone already working on base that would be willing to become a personal assistant to a captain. You were currently the personal assistant to a general that was about to retire. He was great to work for and was always kind to you, but you’d soon be out of a job. You decided to apply for the job, knowing that your current boss would write a great recommendation letter for you.
Of course, you got the job. Your boss even helped you move to your new desk. Him and Captain Price chatted before he bid you goodbye. Price did barely introduced himself before piling on the work. Working for Price was busy. This man had so much on his plate. His entire team had so much on their plate. The requests for missions, prep for missions, gathering intel, organizing transportation, meals, evac, medical support, all the other support crews, and then all the other post-missions debriefings had been piled onto Price. You had no idea how he could manage all of this without an assistant.
He was distant, but kind to you. He gave you that smile that you cherished with a curt nod in the mornings. You made tea for him, after watching YouTube video after YouTube video learning how to make a proper British cup of tea. He kept you busy, but he never micromanaged you. He trusted you to get the work done.
You were surprised when he wanted you to sit in on all of his meetings with him. He had pushed all the paperwork through so you’d have all the right clearances to attend. You typed away, making sure to take good thorough notes for him. Through those meetings you met Laswell. You soon learned that she was the one who suggested that he get an assistant in the first place. You briefly met the team, but whenever you were around them, you had work to do for Price, so you never really got to know them. Of course, you read about them while sifting through piles of paperwork, so you knew them in a sense. Ghost was the one that you had the most interaction with since he was directly below Price, but the man barely even looked at you.
Everything changed when Price slipped you a pamphlet. You stopped typing up a report for him and went to open it, but before you could, he cleared his throat, causing you to look up at him.
He spoke to you softly, but yet he sounded very calculated and careful with his wording. “This is a new program that was just approved by the SAS for lieutenants and captains. I think you should take a look. Let me know if you’re interested.”
“Okay, will do!”
You wanted to ask more questions, but your office phone rang, and you were quickly dragged back into your work. It wasn’t until you got back to your bedroom that you had time to finally look at the pamphlet. It was titled “Stress relief support for midtier SAS officers.” It went into great detail about the burden that these officers were under and how they required special assistance. You nodded along, knowing all too well how much Price had to deal with, and even how much Ghost had to deal with. They could barely have their own lives outside of their jobs.
As if the pamphlet had read your mind, it continued on to how these officers often did not have the emotional capacity to maintain, let alone pursue romantic relationships. That made sense. They were probably exhausted emotionally and physically, plus their schedules were sporadic, their lives were constantly in danger, and they probably did not want to grow close to anyone since they could be used as leverage against them. The pamphlet ended by introducing a new program, called free use assistant, that would be critical for supporting these officers. It said to contact the officer who gave you the pamphlet if you were interested in the program. And then it ended.
Free use…as in sexually ? Had you read that correctly? Was this a…prank? You sat there at your kitchen table staring at the pamphlet. Did Price want you like that ?
Turns out, that was a hard yes. Once you showed interest, Price immediately set up a meeting with you, him, Laswell, and Ghost. Expectations and safe words were set, guidelines, rules, and boundaries were established, and your pay went up substantially. You quite literally choked on your own spit when Laswell told you how much you’d be paid per hour of “stress relief services.” At this rate, you could pay off your student loans, your medical debt, and start saving for retirement within a year.
“Really? That much? Is there a monthly limit on time?”
“No limit. Just know that you can quit at any time. You are all in agreement to keep this organized relationship private until all parties agree for it to be public, yes?”
Everyone agreed in unison. The program was brand new and thus not many people knew about it. You found it flattering that Price moved so quickly on it, but perhaps he was just that stressed out? Either way, you were ready for them, dare you say excited for them. They were given keys to your quarters too so that they could have access to you whenever they wanted. You were excited and nervous to say the least.
It started out with neither of them approaching you for your stress relief services for some time. You figured they were too busy, especially with this op that was coming up in a few days. Ghost, Gaz, and Soap would be away for months on end. You and Price were staying late in the office for the past several days, making all the arrangements airtight and organized.
But, that was a distant thought as Ghost desperately fucked your tits with you sprawled out on your bed. His massive dick gilded effortlessly between your breasts due to all of his saliva that coated your tits. That man salivated so much; he must have some sort of medical condition. He nearly made you come from the way he sucked and licked your tits. They were so slippery that you had a difficult time holding them together as he aggressively pushed his cock between them, but he engulfed your hands with his massive ones to help you keep your breasts in place.
His breathing was ragged as he hovered over you, thrusting wildly as you looked up at him in bewilderment. Your headboard was slamming against the wall while your breath was being pushed out of you each time he snapped his hips. You wished you could drag your nails down his back, but you dutifully held your tits tightly together. He was getting close, you could tell by his beautiful groans. He suddenly pulled his cock out from between your breasts and started to furiously pump it with his large hand.
“Open your mouth.”
You obeyed his command, opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out for him. A few seconds later, his cum was shooting into your mouth and all over your face. You initially flinched back because of the velocity of it. It went on for way longer than you expected. The amount of cum this man produced was insane. As he came down from his high, he rested back on his heels while he still straddled you. He lazily used his finger to gather some of his cum from your face and placed it on your tongue.
“Suck and swallow.”
You followed orders, and wrapped your lips around his finger and twirled your tongue around it. You swallowed while staring up at him. He groaned while looking deeply into your eyes. You were so turned on right now, but you could tell he had to leave soon.
“Fuck, I have to get going. We are flying out in 15 minutes. I know we agreed that you could take care of your own orgasm if I was pressed for time, but please know that I’ll make it up to you once I get back.”
You nodded up at him while he pulled his finger out of your mouth. He smoothed out your hair and lifted his mask up to give you a quick peck on your lips. And then he was gone. His mission lasted 3 months, but Price kept you busy while Ghost was gone.
You found out that Price really liked giving and receiving head in his office. You had suggested it after a particularly stressful day having to deal with Ghost’s long mission.
“I could do it under your desk.” Of course, he resisted. He seemed to be ashamed to ask for it, but he did eventually break when you insisted that it was okay.
Of course, Laswell walked in while you were just building him up to his orgasm. You giggled to yourself when you heard his frustrated groan. Laswell briefly asked where you were, but Price quickly waved it off, saying you must’ve gone to the restroom. They continued their conversation, while you continued to pump his cock.
You stared at it as you slowly stroked it from the base to the very tip. As you followed your motion, you noticed his balls hanging heavy, being ignored. You wondered if Price was into his balls being stroked. Only one way to find out.
You gently cupped them and started to curl your fingers under the base of them. Price immediately groaned, but expertly covered it up with a cough, and somehow continued the conversation with Laswell. Price instantly got harder, as if that was even possible. You decided to take it one step further and gently suckle them.
Just as you were taking them into your mouth, Price instantly grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled you away while somehow maintaining his conversation with Laswell. You continued to pump him, but his grip in your hair kept your mouth away. You knew he was frustrated and that made you scared.
Once Laswell had finally left, he pulled you out from under the desk by your hair. You let go of his cock and immediately start to apologize. He let go of you and you grabbed his leg and rested your head on it, averting your gaze from him.
“I-I’m so sorry, Captain. I got bored and carried away. I didn’t mean to upset you. It won’t happen again, promise.” You were almost in tears, not wanting to disappoint him.
He instantly softened after seeing how upset you were. “Hey hey shh shh, it’s okay. You’re okay. I quite liked it actually, but it would be great if we didn’t try new things when I need to maintain professionalism, yeah?”
“Yes, I can do that.”
“Such a good girl.” Your heart skipped a beat, and you beamed up at him.
“Oh, you liked that, didn’t you? Why don’t you be a good girl and finish me off then with your new little trick?”
Turns out, Price is very much into his balls being touched in any sort of way. And Ghost is an expert at eating pussy. He’s a man of his word. He barely woke you when you found him climbing into your bed, his head nestled between your thighs, his massive hands gently guiding your panties down your legs. You only fully woke up when your orgasm punched the air out of you, making you moan out and tangle your fingers tightly in his hair.
“I love hearing you moans. Please keep going and be as loud as you can for me.”
Ghost added two fingers into your tight pussy, causing you to cry out. “That’s it love, let me make you feel good. Love feeling your pussy tighten around me.”
Your bedroom was pitch black, and that made it all the more intense. Not having sight really enabled you to focus on your pleasure that was rapidly building. “Come on, be a good girl, and cum on my face and my tongue. You can do it.” You could feel him push his tongue into your tight cunt with his fingers. He curled it up to stroke your g spot and hummed.
You squeezed your thighs tight around his face, and harshly pulled his hair as you came. You practically screamed from the immense amount of pleasure that he brought you. You could hear your heart beating wildly in your ears as momentarily closed your eyes, allowing yourself to enjoy the weightlessness that comes after climaxing. As you came down from your high, you could feel Ghost kissing up your body, eventually making it to your neck. “Can I sleep with you tonight?”
You were surprised to say the least, but you couldn’t deny him. He spooned you and rested his head above yours since he was so much larger than you.
You woke up the next morning with his cock fully seated inside you, waiting for you to wake. You guessed that he had become inpatient since he started to lightly bite your neck. You felt so fully that you could barely move. “Ghost, I-I’ve never had-d…never this deep.”
He was still spooning you from behind, squeezing your breasts and licking at your neck. “We’ll take it slow, love. Let me take control.” He fucked you so slowly and intimately that you’d say he was making love to you. He was doing everything right, murmuring the filthiest things into your ear, leisurely rubbing your clit, kissing and lapping at your exposed neck, and using his other hand to firmly keep your ass as close to his crotch as possible. You tackled your hand in his hair and arched your back, pushing him even further into you.
“Oh, that’s it sweetheart. Lean back into me. Let me pump you full of this cock.”
He kept this up for what seemed like hours. He kept you both just at the edge of an orgasm, only allowing you the indulgence when you properly begged for it. Afterwards, he helped clean you up and insisted that you charge for the whole night even though it definitely did not feel like work to you.
You eventually figured out that Price was interested in anal. He made not so subtle comments about it while fucking you from behind on his desk. You had a few favorites so far.
“Such tight holes for me, both want to be filled, yeah?”
“Spread your cheeks for me, love. Let me see all of you. You’d like me to fuck both of your holes, wouldn’t you? Such a greedy little slut.”
He eventually started to include it when he ate you out. That was another thing he really really enjoyed, eating you out while you were in doggy style. He loved having you spread on his desk, with your ass in the air and face smooshed on some important documents scattered out all over his desk. He loved to sit in his desk chair while he ate you out. He eventually added a dildo in too. He seemed to really like watching it disappear deep inside your dripping cunt. His tongue started to linger longer around your asshole. You knew he wanted it, but he wanted your permission.
“Add a finger, please,” you whimpered out as he sucked on your clit while pumping the dildo leisurely into your tight pussy.
“Sweetheart, you’re filled to the brim. Are you sure you want more? I can barely fit this toy into you.” He continued to slurp and lick your clit while your legs started to shake.
“No, into somewhere new.”
You couldn’t see him, but you could feel his smile grow while he continued to eat you out. You could feel the energy in the room increase. He was practically humming with excitement. “You sure, love? I’ve been wanting this for a while, but I don’t want to push you unless you want it.” He sounded ragged and spent. He sounded desperate. You liked him like this. Desperate for you, all of you.
“Please…please I-I want it. So badly.”
He just hummed in response as he coated his finger in your juices along your slit. He slowly started to work it into your ass, stopping to let you adjust. “Just let me know when you want me to stop. Just tell me what to do, sweetheart.”
He continued to train you over the following months until you could comfortably take his cock up your ass. He had been such a good and patient partner, allowing you to take the reins and be in charge of the process. He must’ve told Ghost about the progress too because Ghost worked ass play into your intimate moments as well, but he never went beyond what you and Price had worked up to.
Ghost and Price were similar, but starkly different at times. They both were into throat fucking and restraints. Ghost was a sporadic lover, mostly sticking to fucking you at night or during the early hours of the morning with large breaks in between. He sometimes liked to fuck you in the showers or randomly in your kitchen, especially if you’re only wearing his shirt.
Price, on the other hand, worked fucking you into his circadian rhyme. Once or twice a day. There may be a morning session, depending on how frustrated he already is. If he does fuck you in the morning, it is a hard fuck with hair pulling, degradation, ass slapping with complete and full domination. If you’re up for it, he’ll exclusive fuck your ass during those sessions.
There’s always an afternoon session, which is much more relaxed. He’ll either sit at his desk and eat you out with you bend over his desk or have you slowly suck him off under his desk.
A few of these sessions had been interrupted by Ghost coming in to talk to Price about something. He’s always patient, letting Price have his time with you. He would watch as Price used you to his liking. Eventually, Ghost always came in during your afternoon session with Price to watch you both.
“Want to join in?” Price muttered before he sucked your clit into his mouth. You couldn’t see Ghost since he was seated next to Price, watching him eat you out, but you could hear him hum.
“Where should I go?”
“Wherever you want. Her mouth is available and so is her ass.” You clenched hard around Price’s fingers, which were deep inside you, curling ever so slightly into your g spot.
“Oh, you like us talking about you like this, don’t you? Like you are just a thing to us. A fuck toy for us to use. Just three needy holes that need to be filled.”
You cried out as Ghost eased the dildo into your ass. He expertly matched Price’s pace, and they slowly built up to a steady, but demanding speed. You were panting and moaning with your eyes squeezed shut. You hadn’t felt this much pleasure before in your life. Both Ghost and Price spewed praises and filth while they increased the pace.
“Such a good girl, baby. You’re taking us so well.”
“You like being used like a fuck toy, sweetheart? Oh, I know, baby. I know you do.”
“That’s it. Open up that tight ass for us. You love it when your ass is full, don’t you honey?”
You eventually felt nothing but pure bliss. It was building and building, and soon became out of control. You screamed and started to convulse, not being able to control yourself any longer. You felt so sensitive, so delicate, and tired. You could barely form any words, let alone a sentence. You could make out their praises though. They were the only things that were grounding you.
“Oh honey, you just squirted all over my face. Such a good girl.”
“Fuck, baby that was the hottest thing I’ve ever saw. You took us so well, sweetheart.”
You eventually ended up curled into Ghost’s chest while he sat on the couch in Price’s office. He took the role of babysitting since Price needed to answer some phone calls that he had ignored for too long.
That one afternoon session changed everything. Price had floated the idea of getting a sex bench with a massage face rest and changing the afternoon session into a night session that would be held in your room. Eventually, you said yes, and those nights, when they both were available to take you, were magical.
It started with one at a time, so that you wouldn’t feel so overwhelmed. You had let it slip that you wanted to see how doggystyle looked from behind.
“We could get a screen for you to watch and Ghost could film us.”
You were so embarrassed about letting that fantasy of yours slip, but the boys never pried. They knew you’d come around, you just had to warm up to the idea. When you said yes, and the full set up was in place, you had never come so hard in your life. Seeing Price’s fat cock disappear inside you while his balls harshly slapped you from behind was life changing. Watching Ghost hover over your restrained body and fuck your ass like a wild man made you squirt in record time. They both quickly figured out that you liked being forced to watch it. They would tug your hair and force you to watch them take you over and over again.
Your favorite type of session was when they would have you strapped in and spread out with your ass towards them. They’d force you to spread your cheeks for them and grip a fist full of hair to force you to watch them fuck your ass. They’d take turns on you, while the other would film and become hard again. Multiple rounds later, you’d end up in a bath with either of them washing your body off.
Sometimes though, both of them would be away on a mission together. Being without both of them was really hard, but gave you time to get caught up and work ahead. This was important since you knew without a doubt that they would both come back in full force and worship your body for at least a full day straight.
Eventually, you’d go public about the relationship. It was a relief to be able to show intimacy in public. As the relationship grew into something more, you decided to stop getting paid and enter into a committed relationship with them both. Sharing quarters with them would be wild, but worth it. Becoming a free use assistant was easily the best decision you’ve made. You gained fiercely passionate lovers who would protect you at all costs, and who would do anything for you. What else could a girl want?
Author's note: I just found this & had to add it in!! This pretty much sums me up right now 😅
