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Andy's Brave New World: Part 5

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Andy’s Brave New World: Part 5
Ranger Andy and Crystal.

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Day 8, Afternoon

Andy leaned over the dining room table, studying the

building plans Daniela had spread out. The paper was covered in neat
handwritten notes and carefully drawn lines. From somewhere upstairs came the
sound of drawers opening and closing as Sarah continued her self-assigned task
of sorting through the consulate's belongings.

"I think these spots here are important," Daniela

said, pointing to several areas just inside the perimeter fence. Her finger
traced along the paper, leaving a slight smudge. "I'm pretty sure anyone
climbing over would probably land in these areas. The fence is lower here, and
there's better cover from the street." She tucked a strand of hair behind
her ear. "We could hide the mines under some leaves and dirt."

"That makes sense," Andy nodded, examining the

spots she'd indicated. "But we need to make sure we don't place anything
outside our actual property line. We don't want to hurt random people just
walking by."

"Yeah, of course," Daniela said quickly. "Dad

always said mines are only for protecting your own property, not for random
areas." She pulled out another hand-drawn diagram showing the yard.
"I was thinking we could also put some here behind the bushes, and maybe
here near the side entrance. Those seem like places someone might try to sneak
in."

Her finger moved to another rough map of the surrounding

blocks. "And maybe we should think about these spots across the street
too? There are some good hiding places over there. If someone wanted to watch
the building or set up some kind of attack, they'd probably use these spots."

Andy shook his head. "Let's hold off on anything

outside our perimeter for now. I think that's going a bit far." He studied
her markings. "But it's good thinking to identify those positions. Keep
that map in case things get worse."

From upstairs came a loud thump, followed by Sarah's voice:

"Who needs seventeen copies of the same trade agreement? This is
ridiculous!"

Andy smiled slightly, then turned back to Daniela.

"We'll need warning signs too. Something that's clear but doesn't seem too
aggressive. Maybe just 'Warning: Security Perimeter'?"

"Yeah, and we could add 'Please Use Front Entrance'

with an arrow," Daniela suggested, already making notes in the margin of
her diagram. "Just plain black text on white background would probably
work best."

"Good idea. We want to keep people away from the

dangerous areas without making it seem like we're paranoid." Andy studied
her placement plan again. "This looks really well thought out. Go ahead
and set them up like you've drawn here."

"Okay, will do."

Andy watched as she added a few more notes to her diagram,

struck by the strange contrast; a teenager calmly planning deadly defenses as
if discussing a school project.

"Just be really careful when you're placing them,

alright?" he said.

Daniela gave him a look that clearly said she wasn't an

idiot. "I know. I'm not going to blow myself up."

A crash echoed from somewhere upstairs, followed by Sarah's

voice: "Oops! Just knocked over some really ugly vases. No great
loss!"

Andy chuckled. "Sounds like the great consulate purge

is going well. Do you need any help with the warning signs?"

"No sir, I've got it," Daniela replied sharply,

then caught herself. "I mean, no thanks, Andy. I can handle it."

"I'll make the signs first," she added, gathering

her papers. "Then place the mines after it gets dark. Less chance of
anyone seeing what I'm doing that way."

Day 8, Late Afternoon

Andy entered the study. Crystal knelt on the floor beside

the large map she'd removed from its frame, her silk pajamas flowing gracefully
around her curves as she leaned forward to make another notation. The soft
fabric clung and shifted with her movements, the absence of a bra evident as
her full tits swayed gently. Her honey-blonde hair fell in perfect waves past
her shoulders as she alternated between checking her phone and marking the map.

Sensing his presence, she looked up through her lashes,

subtly arching her back as she straightened. "Good to see you, sir,"
she whispered, her blue eyes warm. "I hope the trip to the Presidio went
well." She gestured at the map spread before her. "I'm mostly done
here, I've mapped out all the businesses and their types within reasonable
distance."

The sound of furniture being dragged across the floor came

from above, followed by muffled thuds as Sarah continued her thorough sweep of
the building.

"Good job," Andy said, moving closer to examine

her work. Crystal shifted slightly, making room for him while ensuring her
silk-draped figure remained in his line of sight. Her hard nipples pressed
visibly against the thin fabric as she leaned forward again. "Any
standouts?"

"Several, sir," she replied softly, pointing to

various markings. "These three are large grocery stores, Whole Foods,
Trader Joe's, and a local market. They're our best bet for practical
supplies." Her finger traced along the paper. "And there's a medical
supply store here that might still have inventory."

"Good." Andy turned to leave, but found himself

unable to tear his eyes off of Crystal's beautiful, kneeling form. Vivid images
of her proposition to him the night before flashed in his mind's eye.

"Crystal, meet me at the sauna downstairs at

10pm."

"Tonight, sir?" said Crystal, looking up at him a

little apprehensively.

"Yes, it's time for you to fulfill your end of the

bargain."

Her gorgeous face broke into a warm and confident smile.

"Yes, sir. I'm looking forward to it."

Day 8, Evening

";and the whole parade ground has been

transformed," Sarah explained animatedly, gesturing with her fork. The
setting sun painted the bay in golden hues behind them as they sat around their
makeshift dinner table on the roof. "There are all these tents set up, really
nice ones too, like the expensive outdoor brands. And they've got these
designated areas for different things, medical station, trading post, even a charging
station someone rigged up with solar panels. There's cell signal all over
too"

"Are they managing to keep order?" Daniela asked,

focused on the practical aspects.

"Actually, yes! There's this woman, Meg Lunn, she used

to lead wilderness expeditions. She's sort of naturally taken charge of
coordinating everything." Sarah leaned forward enthusiastically. "She
seems amazing at it." She turned to Andy. "You had quite a discussion
with her about the future plans, right?"

Andy set down his fork thoughtfully. "Yeah. She's very

competent. Politically savvy too, understands the importance of building
legitimate authority through actual results, not just claiming power for its
own sake." He glanced around the table. "She's coming by tomorrow
morning to use our shower and have some coffee. We should make her feel welcome,
she'll be a valuable ally."

"What do you mean, ally?" Crystal asked, leaning

forward with interest.

"It looks like they might be forming some kind of

semi-formal council for the Presidio soon," Andy explained. "And Meg
will certainly be on it."

The sharp pop of a can opening interrupted them. Andy pulled

back the lid of his canned pineapple, and Sarah's eyes darted to the sound.
Their gazes met, and she bit back a grin before she continued.

"Oh! And Daniela, there's this former Army sergeant,

Guillermo Herrera, who's really interested in meeting you. He's trying to
organize some kind of militia, and when Andy mentioned your training, he
specifically asked about you."

"And there's Dr. Wilson running the medical

station," Sarah added. "She's;" she paused, choosing her words
carefully, "intense, but in a good way? She's starting training classes, I
signed up for Tuesday! And they've got Diana from the Forest Service organizing
hunting parties because they know we can't live on scavenged food
forever."

"Yeah" noted Andy. "I expect these three to

end up on the council too. Well Diana maybe, I don't see her playing the
political game as much, she seems more of a folksy old hunter to me than
someone who cares about managing a settlement.

"What about you?" Crystal asked softly.

Andy smiled slightly. "I'd like to be on it, if all

goes according to plan. We haven't done much yet, but we made a good impression
today, bringing medicines, offering help, showing we want to be part of the
solution." He took another bite of pineapple. "People remember who
stepped up early."

Day 8, Night

Andy slipped into the sauna, where Crystal was waiting for

him, seated on one of the low benches. She had set up several camping lanterns,
their soft yellow light casting a warm glow across the room and highlighting
the curves of her body.

Crystal wore the same lingerie from the previous night. A

black lace bra cupped her full tits, pushing them up and creating a deep
cleavage. The material was semi-transparent, allowing glimpses of her rosy
nipples beneath. A matching garter belt encircled her narrow waist, the straps
leading down to sheer black stockings that clung to her long legs. High-cut
lace panties completed the ensemble, the dark fabric a stark contrast against
her pale skin.

Her face was a picture of classic beauty. Large, bright blue

eyes looked up at him, framed by long lashes. High cheekbones gave her face an
elegant structure, leading down to full, pouty lips painted a soft pink. Her
honey-blonde hair fell in soft waves past her shoulders, framing her face
perfectly.

"Please sit down, sir," Crystal said softly, her

voice barely above a whisper. She patted the wooden bench beside her, the
movement causing her tits to jiggle slightly within their lacy confines.

As Andy sat, the bench creaked slightly under his weight.

Crystal immediately shifted closer, her bare thigh pressing against his clothed
one. Without hesitation, she reached out and began rubbing his crotch through
his pants. Her delicate fingers traced the outline of his rapidly hardening
cock.

"Before we get started," she purred, her breath

warm against his ear, "I was thinking we could discuss the terms of our
arrangement." Her hand never stopped its ministrations, applying just
enough pressure to be tantalizing without providing real relief.

"The terms?" Andy asked, his voice slightly

strained. He could feel the heat of her body next to him, smell the light
floral scent of her perfume.

"Yes," Crystal nodded, her fingers now tracing

circles over the bulge in his pants. "Well, for starters, Crystal's body
is available to you day and night. Its mouth, tits, and pussy are yours."

As she spoke, her free hand moved to her own tit, cupping it

through the lace of her bra. The action drew Andy's eyes to her chest, watching
as she gently squeezed the soft flesh.

Andy swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. He

had expected that they'd maybe hook up a few times, but here this beautiful
woman was offering herself to him almost as some kind of sex slave. The
combination of Crystal's words and actions was making it difficult to think
clearly. "I see," he managed. "For whatever I want?"

"Yes, sir, more or less," Crystal replied. Her

hand on his crotch paused, resting on his now fully erect cock. She looked
directly into his eyes, her gaze intense. "I would just add a few
restrictions. First, nothing too extreme, please. I don't mind a little
roughness but nothing that will leave a mark. And nothing to do with excrement,
or sharing. Crystal's body is yours, not anyone else's."

Her hand resumed its movement, this time with more pressure.

Andy could feel the warmth of her palm through the fabric of his pants.

"That's fine," Andy agreed, his voice rougher than

he intended. "I'm not into those things either."

Crystal's face lit up with a smile, her blue eyes sparkling

in the lantern light. "Crystal's body is grateful to hear that, sir,"
she said, her voice warm with what seemed like genuine relief.

Andy's eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve and

shadow highlighted by the soft lighting. "I want to see Crystal's
body," he said, his voice low and commanding.

"Yes, sir," Crystal responded immediately. Crystal

stood, her body swaying gently. Her hips moved in slow, hypnotic circles. She
reached behind her back, fingers working at the clasp of her bra. With a soft
click, it came undone. She let the straps slide down her arms, the lace falling
away to reveal her tits.

Her tits were full and perky, perfectly proportioned C-cups.

They sat high on her chest, defying gravity. Her nipples were a soft pink,
already erect in the cool air of the sauna. Crystal cupped her tits, lifting
them slightly as if presenting them to Andy. She ran her thumbs over her
nipples, causing them to harden further.

As she continued her dance, Crystal spoke. "You can

also decide what clothes Crystal's body has on, if you want to, sir. If there's
anything you want to add to my current wardrobe we can also go scavenging for
it." Her hands trailed down her body as she spoke, fingertips tracing the
curves of her waist and hips.

Andy watched, unable to look away, as Crystal unhooked her

garter belt. It fell to the floor with a soft rustle. Her hands moved to her
panties, thumbs hooking into the waistband. She paused there, teasing.

"I see," Andy said, a thought occurring to him.

"What about tattoos or piercings?"

Crystal stopped her dance, her thumbs still tucked into her

panties. "Hmm. Never been something I've done myself except my ears,"
she mused. After a moment, she resumed her movement, slowly sliding the panties
down her long legs. "I guess I'm open to it, but I'd like the option to
say no to anything you propose."

As the panties hit the floor, Andy's eyes were drawn to

Crystal's newly revealed pussy. It was completely hairless, the skin smooth and
pale. Her outer lips were plump and light pink, forming a perfect innie. They
were closed tightly, hiding the deeper pink of her inner folds from view. The
top of her slit dipped inward slightly, hinting at where her clit was nestled.
Crystal ran a finger along her slit, the touch causing her to shiver slightly
and her lips to part just a bit, revealing a glimpse of glistening moisture
within.

She then turned slowly, giving Andy a view of her backside.

Her ass was perfectly round and just the right size, not too big, not too
small. It was the kind of ass that would look great in tight jeans, fill out a
bikini bottom perfectly, or catch the eye when naked like now. The cheeks were
firm and smooth, with a gentle curve leading from her lower back down to her
thighs. Crystal looked over her shoulder at Andy, a playful smile on her lips.
She gave her ass a little shake, the flesh jiggling enticingly but quickly
settling back into its perfect shape.

Turning back to face him, Crystal's hands roamed her body.

She cupped her tits again, lifting and squeezing them. One hand trailed down
her flat stomach to her pussy. She rubbed herself for a moment, her middle
finger disappearing between her lips. A soft gasp escaped her as she touched
herself.

Andy felt his mouth go dry at the sight. His eyes roamed

Crystal's body, taking in every curve, every smooth expanse of skin. She truly
was a vision of perfection, her body seeming to glow in the soft light of the
lanterns.

Crystal, now fully nude, knelt before Andy. Her tits swayed

slightly as she moved, nipples erect in the cool air. She reached for his
pants, slender fingers working at the button and zipper. "And speaking of
saying no," she added, her voice soft but clear, "Sometimes Crystal's
body might be a little tired or reluctant, or might just be pretending because
it's fun. I give you consent to force yourself onto Crystal's body in those
cases, unless I say a safe word that we decide on."

Andy nodded, his eyes fixed on Crystal's hands as they freed

his erection from his underwear. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, warm and
soft against his skin.

She leaned forward, her full lips parting. Her tongue, pink

and wet, flicked out to lick the tip of his cock. Andy inhaled sharply at the
contact. Crystal's blue eyes looked up at him as she slowly took him into her
mouth. Her lips stretched around his girth, creating a tight seal.

The warmth and wetness of her mouth enveloped him. Her

tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft as she took him deeper. Andy
felt the back of her throat and Crystal paused, adjusting before taking him
further. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, creating an intense pressure around
his cock.

After several long moments, Crystal pulled back. A thin

strand of saliva connected her lips to the tip of his cock as she continued
stroking him with her hand. "In exchange, sir," she said, her voice
slightly husky, "I ask that you protect me and take care of me. Even if
I'm useless to your survival otherwise, I'd like you to make sure that I'm fed,
clothed, and safe. And if circumstances become difficult, I want you to
prioritize me even over the others in our group."

"I can do that," Andy agreed, not considering the

implications, his eyes fixed on the movement of her hand on his shaft.

"Great," Crystal smiled, her white teeth flashing.

"Shall we finalize the agreement?"

She lay back on the floor, her honey-blonde hair fanning out

around her head. Her tits settled on her chest, still perky despite her
reclined position. She spread her legs, revealing her hairless pussy, the lips
slightly parted and glistening with moisture.

Andy positioned himself between her thighs. The heat

emanating from her core felt like a tangible force against his skin, drawing
him closer. He gripped his cock, now throbbing with anticipation, and aligned
it with her entrance. The visual contrast was striking; the swollen purple-red
head of his cock against the delicate pink of her outer lips. He rubbed the tip
along her slit, feeling the slick wetness coat him. Each pass of his cockhead
against her opening sent electric tingles through his groin. Crystal looked up
at him, her blue eyes wide and expectant, lips slightly parted, her chest
rising and falling with quickened breaths.

Slowly, Andy began to push inside her. There was a moment of

resistance as her entrance yielded to him; a brief tension where her body
seemed to hesitate before accepting him. The initial penetration sent a shock
of pleasure up his spine as the sensitive head of his cock was enveloped in
wet, silky heat. Her outer lips stretched around his girth, clinging to him as
he pressed forward. The feeling was indescribable; a combination of warmth,
wetness, and a gripping pressure that seemed to pull him deeper.

As he sank further into her, he felt the subtle texture

changes inside her pussy; the ridged entrance giving way to velvety smoothness,
then the rippled sensation of her inner walls. Crystal was incredibly wet, her
arousal making his entry smooth despite her tightness. Her body gripped him
like a glove tailored perfectly to his dimensions, both yielding and resistant
at the same time. Each inch he gained rewarded him with new sensations; subtle
changes in pressure, temperature, and texture that his cockhead registered with
exquisite sensitivity.

By the time he was fully sheathed inside her, Andy felt

almost dizzy with pleasure. The base of his cock was nestled against her outer
lips, his pubic bone pressing against her clit, and he could feel the subtle
pulse of her internal muscles adjusting to accommodate him. The wet heat of her
surrounded him completely, creating a perfect seal that seemed to both trap and
welcome him. He paused there, savoring the all-encompassing sensation of being
fully engulfed in her body.

As they began to move together, Crystal's eyes fluttered

closed, her head tilting back slightly. "Look at me," Andy whispered,
his voice rougher than he intended. "Look me in the eyes while you submit
to me."

Crystal's eyes snapped open, meeting his gaze with startling

intensity. Andy could see flecks of green in her blue irises as he thrust into
her, the color seeming to shift with each movement. Her pupils were dilated
with arousal, giving her a slightly wild look. Her tits, perfect pale mounds
topped with hardened pink nipples, bounced with each thrust. The jiggle of her
flesh was hypnotic, the softness contrasting with the firmness of her erect
nipples. Andy smiled and leaned down to kiss her, his lips pressing against
hers, tasting a hint of mint from her earlier tooth-brushing. She smiled back
when he pulled away, her expression now more relaxed, almost smug.

Feeling she was a little too at ease, Andy raised his hand

and brought it down on her tit with a soft smack. The sensation against his
palm was exquisite; the initial firm resistance of her tit giving way to
yielding softness. The flesh jiggled at the impact, sending ripples across the
creamy skin. A pink handprint formed almost immediately, the color blooming
like a rose against her pale complexion. "Your boobs really are
amazing," he said, watching them move, fascinated by how they settled back
into their perfect shape.

"Thank you, sir," Crystal replied, her voice

breathy and lower than normal. "They are all yours to play with." The
vibration of her voice seemed to travel through her body, creating subtle
sensations that Andy could feel around his embedded cock.

Andy started with slow, deep strokes. The drag of his cock

against her inner walls created a friction that sent sparks of pleasure
radiating outward from his groin. He could feel every ridge and fold of
Crystal's pussy as he moved; the slight roughness near her entrance, the
smoother, deeper recesses, the way certain spots seemed to grip him more
tightly than others. Her inner walls clenched around him rhythmically, creating
waves of pressure that traveled along his shaft. The contrast between the cool
air on his exposed shaft when he pulled back and the engulfing heat when he
pushed forward heightened every sensation. Crystal's breath hitched with each
thrust, creating little puffs of warmth against his neck as he leaned over her,
her eyes half-lidded but still locked on his.

Gradually, he picked up the pace. The sound of skin meeting

skin filled the room; wet, slapping noises that grew louder as their movements
became more vigorous. Their heavy breathing and occasional moans created an
erotic soundtrack that seemed to urge him on. Crystal's tits bounced more
dramatically with each impact, the flesh quivering with each collision. Beads
of sweat began to form on her chest, making her skin glisten in the soft light.
Andy could smell their mingled scents; the clean sweat of exertion mixed with
the musky, intimate aroma of her arousal. He shifted his angle slightly,
pushing deeper, and Crystal gasped, her back arching off the floor, presenting
her tits even more prominently.

"Oh god, yes," she breathed, her fingers digging

into his shoulders. The slight pain of her nails biting into his skin only
heightened his pleasure, adding a sharp counterpoint to the soft wetness
enveloping his cock.

Andy maintained this new angle, enjoying the way Crystal's

face contorted with pleasure; the flutter of her eyelids, the way her nostrils
flared slightly with each sharp intake of breath, the reddening of her cheeks.
Her lips, now swollen from their kisses, parted with soft moans that escaped
with each thrust. He could feel a spot inside her that seemed particularly
sensitive, a slightly rougher area that made her inner muscles clamp down
harder when he dragged his cockhead across it. He leaned down to kiss her, his
tongue pushing into her mouth, tasting the sweetness within. Crystal responded
eagerly, her tongue sliding against his, her breath hot and quick against his
face.

After a while, Andy slowed his pace again, opting for long,

deep strokes that made Crystal whimper. The change in rhythm allowed him to
feel every minute detail of her pussy; the way she tightened around the ridge
of his cockhead each time he pulled back, almost as if trying to prevent his
withdrawal, the subtle spasms of her deeper muscles when he pushed all the way
in. The inside of her was impossibly soft yet gripping, wet but not sloppy, hot
enough to make him feel like he was melting into her. Crystal's hips began to
move in counter to his thrusts, the slight rotation of her pelvis taking him
even deeper and changing the pressure points inside her.

"More," Crystal pleaded, her voice breathy and

ragged at the edges. "Harder, sir. Please." Tiny beads of sweat had
formed along her hairline, making the tendrils of blonde hair there stick to
her skin.

Andy obliged, gradually increasing his speed and force. The

physical impact of their bodies meeting created vibrations that traveled
through both of them. He could feel the trembling in her thighs as they wrapped
around him, the quivering of her stomach muscles with each thrust. Crystal's
moans grew louder, higher pitched, almost desperate. Her face flushed a deep
pink that spread down her neck to her chest, a visible sign of her arousal. Her
eyes were wide now, the blue almost swallowed by the black of her dilated
pupils, filled with a mixture of pain and ecstasy. The sight of her beneath him;
this perfectly beautiful woman coming undone through his actions; was almost as
intoxicating as the physical sensations.

"Yes, yes," she cried out, her voice strained and

cracking. "Don't stop, sir. Use Crystal's body." Her internal muscles
were beginning to contract in irregular patterns; little fluttering pulses that
signaled her approaching climax.

The pace became frantic. Andy pounded into Crystal, the

force of his thrusts shifting her body slightly on the floor. The impact
created a percussive rhythm, punctuated by Crystal's cries. Despite the
intensity, she continued to encourage him, her legs wrapped tightly around his
waist, heels digging into his lower back. The pressure drove him even deeper,
allowing him to feel parts of her that had been unreachable before. The
tightness at the very depths of her created an intense pressure around the head
of his cock that was almost overwhelming.

Andy felt pressure building at the base of his spine, a

familiar tightening that signaled his approaching orgasm. His balls drew up
closer to his body, heaviness and tension building within them. The muscles in
his thighs and ass tensed as he fought to maintain the rhythm that was bringing
them both pleasure. "I'm gonna cum," he managed to gasp out, the
words coming between labored breaths.

"Yes, cum inside Crystal's pussy, sir," she urged,

her voice shaky but insistent. A fine sheen of sweat now covered her body,
making her skin slick under his hands. Her ankles locked behind his back,
pulling him even deeper, the pressure almost painful in its intensity.
"Make your ownership official." Her inner walls were contracting more
consistently now, rippling along his length in waves that seemed designed to
extract his seed.

With a few final, powerful thrusts, Andy reached his climax.

The sensation started as a tightening at the base of his spine, then exploded
outward through his groin. His cock pulsed inside her, each contraction sending
jets of hot semen deep into her pussy. The release was overwhelming; waves of
pleasure radiating from his core throughout his entire body. Each spurt was
accompanied by an intense contraction that made the head of his cock almost
painfully sensitive as it pushed against her innermost depths.

Crystal shuddered at the sensation of warmth flooding her,

her body responding to the physical and psychological impact of his release.
Her own pussy clenched down rhythmically, the internal muscles contracting in
powerful waves that milked his cock, squeezing and releasing in a primal effort
to draw every drop from him. Andy could feel the subtle temperature change as
his warm semen mixed with her natural wetness, creating a slick, silky
environment that continued to caress him even as his thrusts slowed and
eventually stopped.

The intensity left Andy breathless. He collapsed onto

Crystal, feeling the softness of her tits against his chest, her rapid
heartbeat matching his own. Crystal's body trembled beneath him, aftershocks of
pleasure running through her as her pussy continued to grip him tightly.

As the waves of pleasure washed over them both, Crystal's

arms wrapped around Andy, holding him close. Her breath came in short gasps
against his ear, her body still quivering slightly from the intensity of their
coupling.

Andy and Crystal lay together for a few moments, their

bodies intertwined. Andy could feel the warmth of Crystal's pussy still
enveloping him, her inner walls occasionally twitching around his softening
cock. He savored the sensation of being sheathed inside her, feeling the
connection between them.

Slowly, Andy began to pull out. The movement sent shivers

through both of them, the friction of his cock sliding against her sensitive
walls creating an agonizingly pleasurable sensation. As the head of his cock
finally slipped free, a small trickle of their combined fluids followed.

Crystal remained on her back, her legs spread, watching Andy

with half-lidded eyes. Her submissive posture, coupled with the sight of his
cum slowly leaking from her pink, swollen pussy, stirred something primal
within Andy.

"Get on your knees," he commanded, his voice low

and authoritative as he stood up.

Crystal complied, moving a bit unsteadily. She gripped

Andy's leg to steady herself, her small hand warm against his skin. Once on her
knees, she looked up at him expectantly, her blue eyes wide and eager. She
began to lean forward, her full lips parting slightly as if to take his cock
into her mouth.

Before she could, Andy's hand shot out, gripping the back of

her head firmly. With his other hand, he took hold of his cock, still wet and
glistening with their combined juices. Without warning, he began to rub it
across Crystal's face.

Crystal let out a surprised yelp that quickly turned into a

moan of pleasure. Andy started at her left cheek, dragging his cock across her
soft skin. He could feel the delicate curve of her cheekbone, the slight bump
of her nose, the plumpness of her lips as he moved to her right cheek.

The degrading act clearly aroused Crystal. Her eyes

fluttered closed, and she leaned into Andy's touch, savoring the feeling of his
cock smearing their juices across her face. Andy enjoyed the varying sensations,
the smoothness of her cheeks, the slight resistance of her nose, the wetness of
her parted lips as he passed over them.

Getting more into it, Crystal opened her eyes, locking her

gaze with Andy's. Her face was now a mess, shiny with their combined fluids.
She reached down between her legs, gathering some of the cum that had leaked
out of her. Bringing her hand to her mouth, she licked her fingers clean,
swallowing with a satisfied smile.

Unprompted, Crystal moved her face forward. Her features

were now coated with a sheen of their juices, her mascara slightly smudged,
giving her a debauched look. She slid Andy's cock up her face until she reached
the junction where his shaft met his balls.

Crystal began to lick at this spot eagerly, her tongue warm

and wet against Andy's sensitive skin. A good amount of their combined fluids
had collected here, and she lapped it up hungrily. As she worked, some of the
mixture smeared onto her nose, adding to the mess on her face.

Her hand came up to gently caress Andy's balls. They were

slightly swollen and tender from his intense orgasm, and her soft touch sent
conflicting sensations of pleasure and soreness through him. Crystal seemed to
sense this, her ministrations becoming even gentler as she continued to clean
him with her tongue.

Finally, Crystal pulled back, her chest rising and falling

with deep breaths. Her face was flushed, a mixture of exertion and arousal
coloring her cheeks. "Wow, sir," she said, her voice slightly hoarse.
"I had a feeling you were dominant but I didn't realize you'd be this
dominant." She looked up at him, her blue eyes wide and sparkling.
"Sit down and I'll clean us off now?"

Andy sat on the wooden bench, the warm surface a contrast to

his cooling skin. Crystal scooted forward on her knees, the movement causing
her tits to sway gently.

"Seems like you didn't mind," Andy observed,

watching her intently.

Crystal began her cleanup, using a delicate finger to

collect the mixture of their fluids from her face. She slipped the finger into
her mouth, her full lips wrapping around it as she sucked it clean. "Yes,
I'm technically a switch but," she paused, savoring the taste before
swallowing. Her tongue darted out to catch a stray drop at the corner of her
mouth. "I'm happy to suppress my dominant side, if that's what you
want."

She looked at her hand, still glistening with their combined

juices. "Man, you really made a mess out of me, huh?"

"You look beautiful," Andy said, his eyes roaming

over her face, taking in the sight of her disheveled hair and the remnants of
their activities still visible on her skin.

Crystal made a playful face, wrinkling her nose slightly,

before leaning forward to clean Andy's now limp cock with her mouth. She worked
carefully, her warm tongue laving over his sensitive skin. She took him fully
into her mouth, her lips meeting the base of his shaft, before slowly pulling
back. As she did, she sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with the effort. Her
tongue swirled around the head of his cock in a way that made Andy's legs
twitch involuntarily with pleasure.

"Ok, all done," Crystal announced, sitting back on

her heels and looking up at Andy expectantly.

Andy's eyes dropped to the floor beneath Crystal.

"Actually, I think you missed a spot there," he said, pointing to a
small pool of cum that had dripped from her pussy and collected on the wooden
planks.

Crystal's gaze followed his finger. "Ah yes, thank you

sir," she said, her tone one of exaggerated gratitude. She lowered her
face to the floor, her ass rising in the air as she extended her tongue.
Delicately, she licked his cum from the wood, her pink tongue contrasting
sharply with the dark surface.

She then turned back to Andy, opening her mouth to display

the pearly fluid on her tongue. With a flirty wink, she closed her mouth and
swallowed, her throat visibly moving as she did so. "Delicious," she
said cheerfully, licking her lips.

"You're really up for almost anything, huh?" Andy

asked, a mix of admiration and curiosity in his voice.

Crystal nodded, her expression becoming more serious.

"Yes, well, I told you the things I don't want you to make me do. Outside
of that," she paused, reaching out to stroke Andy's cock affectionately,
her touch light and gentle on his oversensitive skin, "the way I see it,
the better I please you, the more likely you are to protect me and take care of
me." Her hand continued its gentle ministrations as she spoke. "If
that means having to endure a bit of degradation and cum-play, that's fine."

"Endure, huh?" Andy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"So you're saying you don't actually enjoy it?"

Crystal's demeanor shifted subtly. Her eyes widened slightly

and her posture became more exaggerated; back arched to push out her tits,
shoulders pulled back, head tilted submissively. Her lips formed a perfect pout
as she spoke.

"Oh no, sir! Crystal's body loves whatever you do to

it," she cooed, her voice taking on a breathy, high-pitched quality that
hadn't been present before. Her hand on his cock moved in an overly theatrical
manner, her wrist twisting with unnecessary flourish. "Every drop of your
cum is like nectar from the gods. Crystal's body was made to be your perfect
little fuck-toy."

The performance was skillful but noticeably artificial; like

watching an actress play the role of "submissive girl" rather than
genuine submission.

Andy laughed, shaking his head. "No seriously, I'm

asking because I want to know." He reached out to brush a strand of hair
from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear. His thumb lingered for a
moment, wiping away a smear of fluid from her cheekbone.

Crystal's posture relaxed at his touch, the exaggerated

submissiveness falling away. Her voice returned to its normal register as she
looked up at him with curiosity. "Why?" she asked, her hand stilling
on his cock.

"Well, one because I do want this to be enjoyable for

you too," Andy explained, his expression sincere. He leaned forward,
elbows resting on his knees to bring his face closer to hers. "And, well,
making you do things you don't really want to do and watching you put up with
them for my sake is kind of hot."

Crystal's eyes widened slightly at his admission. Her lips

parted as she considered his words, then curved into a small, understanding
smile. "I see. In that case I will be totally honest."

She sat back on her heels, thoughtful. While she

contemplated, her fingers resumed their gentle exploration of his genitals,
this time moving lower to massage his balls with feather-light touches. The
casual intimacy of the gesture contrasted with her serious expression.

"I mean, it depends on what exactly but overall it was

fine," she said finally. Her eyes unfocused slightly as she mentally
reviewed their encounter. "Stripping, blowing you, getting railed, all
hot. Loved it when you made me look you in the eyes and when you came inside of
me."

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed slightly, either from the

memory or from her continued nakedness in the warm sauna room. The lantern
light caught the sheen of sweat on her collarbone.

"Yes about that," Andy said, suddenly serious. He

shifted on the wooden bench, the slats creaking beneath him. "You're on
some kind of birth control I assume?"

Crystal's hand froze momentarily. She looked up at him with

wide eyes, her expression solemn. "Umm, no, but I'm a big believer in the
power of prayer."

"What??" Andy jerked upright, alarm clear on his

face.

Crystal's serious expression cracked, a mischievous grin

spreading across her face. She giggled, the sound light and playful as she gave
his balls a gentle squeeze. "Got you. No, I'm on an I U D."

Andy exhaled with relief, his shoulders visibly relaxing. He

laughed, running a hand through his short hair. "You got me. Wouldn't be a
great time to have kids right now."

"No," Crystal agreed, shifting her position. Her

knees had begun to redden from pressing against the hard wooden floor. She
leaned forward to rest her cheek against Andy's thigh, her breath warm against
his skin as she spoke. "Anyway." She paused, her fingers tracing idle
patterns on the inside of his thigh. "Ok, rubbing your cock on my face
after was objectively disgusting but also super-hot. I don't know, something
about the dominance, and the juices, and doing it to my face. And--"

Andy raised his hand to stop her, his fingers nearly

touching her lips. "Hold on, I'm curious. Where do you think that comes
from?"

Crystal tilted her head, her expression quizzical. She

absently licked her lips, tasting the faint saltiness that still lingered
there. "You mean why do I find it hot?"

"Yeah," Andy nodded, his gaze intent on her face.

"Umm, well." Crystal's eyes dropped to his cock,

which she began to stroke again with slow, contemplative movements. Her thumb
occasionally circled the sensitive head, making Andy twitch. "In some ways
it's like you're marking me as yours when you do that, and like, all of our
juices remind me of how hot our sex was and that you just came inside of
me."

She looked up, making eye contact as her hand continued its

ministrations. "And then I guess there's an aspect of like, I know that
most girls won't let you do this to them, so when you do this to me I'm giving
you a special treat that should make you want to keep me around?" Her
voice lilted upward, making it a question. "Maybe. I don't know. It's just
hot, ok?"

Her cheeks had reddened during her explanation, but she

maintained eye contact, her blue eyes clear and honest.

"Duly noted," Andy said with a small smile, his

hand moving to stroke her hair appreciatively. His fingers combed through the
blonde strands, working out small tangles as he went. "And the cum-play
stuff?"

Crystal shrugged, her bare shoulders rising and falling

gracefully. The movement made her tits sway slightly. "Eh, that was ok.
I'm not super into it." She leaned forward suddenly, her pink tongue
darting out to give his cock a quick, gentle lick before continuing. "I
guess there's something kind of hot again about you ordering me to eat it off
the floor, just because that's so, like, dirty, and it can be fun to act a
little depraved." She wrinkled her nose slightly. "The taste isn't
great, to be honest, sir."

Andy laughed, the sound echoing slightly in the wooden

sauna. His hand still played with her hair, twirling a strand around his
finger. "Could have fooled me! Sorry about that, yeah I'm planning to try
to eat more fruit."

Crystal beamed up at him, her smile bright and genuine. She

leaned forward to nuzzle against his softening cock affectionately, her lips
brushing against it as she spoke. "Thank you sir, your little cum-slut
would really appreciate that."

A pause filled the room, broken only by their breathing and

the occasional creak of the wooden bench as Andy shifted his weight. The
lantern light flickered slightly, casting moving shadows across Crystal's naked
form.

"You know," Andy admitted, his voice lower, more

intimate, "I think it's kind of hot both ways, both pretending to enjoy it
and if you show me that you don't like it but you're doing it anyway for my
benefit. Feel free to mix it up sometimes."

Crystal lifted her head from his thigh, her blue eyes

meeting his. "Yes sir," she said simply, her voice warm and sincere.
Her hand gave his cock one final, gentle squeeze before releasing it.

She glanced up at him, tucking a strand of honey-blonde hair

behind her ear. "Is that all, sir?"

"Yes," Andy nodded, giving her an appreciative

smile. "Thank you." He hesitated for a moment, then added,
"Would you like to go upstairs and cuddle in my room? Sleep together
tonight?" His tone softened, becoming less commanding. "Not an order,
just if you want to."

Crystal considered his offer, her expression thoughtful. She

ran her hands along her bare thighs, as if suddenly aware of her nakedness in
the cooling sauna. After a moment, her face brightened with a genuine smile.

"Yes, I'd really appreciate that," she replied,

the relief in her voice subtle but unmistakable.

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