About a year ago, I had called up an old buddy that I went to boot camp with. He had gotten out a few years back and started up a construction company. I figured that it was good, honest work, and I wasn’t above taking the shit jobs to stay above water. But, like everyone else, he knew about my DD and said he couldn’t help me out. He said he couldn’t have someone that would disgrace the uniform working for him.
That was part of the reason I was so reluctant to help Knight out. I didn’t want to make any friends that could betray me, and I didn’t want to become a part of a team that could turn on me the way my unit had. But when Knight talked about getting my life back, all I could think of was getting the respect back. I wasn’t sure I could go back into the military if Knight was able to accomplish what he was promising, but the taste of freedom in was in my mouth, like when you’re out in the desert dying for that last drink of water.
I rolled over in my bed and finally felt myself relaxing. This was one really awesome bed. I couldn’t remember the last time that I had slept in anything this comfortable. And the pillows were like sleeping on little clouds from heaven. I closed my eyes and let my worries drift off. I could think about them after I figured out this case. Hopefully I would have some sign of what to do with my life when this was over.
I whistled happily as I walked through Reed Security. Hunter had come to get me earlier after I slept in. So sue me. I hadn’t gotten such a good night of sleep in years. I felt refreshed and ready to take on any of the shit that could possibly happen today.
Blake walked out of the training center with sweat dripping down her skin and into her sports bra. And that was about the biggest scrap of material she was wearing. Her shorts barely covered her ass, which wasn’t a bad thing from where I was standing. My eyes were glued to her body as I took in her muscles and the way the sweat slickened her skin. It was so fucking sexy. She cleared her throat, glaring at me and letting me know that she wasn’t too fucking happy with the way I was eye-fucking her.
I grinned at her, happily taking in every last inch of her. “If you needed a workout, you could have come and knocked on my door.”
She walked up to me slowly, seductively, and ran her finger down my chest. My cock swelled in my pants, and I was two seconds from telling Hunter to fuck off. Her hand trailed over my cock, squeezing gently. Fuck, I groaned in excitement, but then she grasped me hard and twisted. My eyes bulged and my breath caught in my throat as she yanked me to my knees. I collapsed, unable to hold myself up, and then her knee came up, slamming into my face. I barely heard Hunter’s laughter as I laid on the floor, cradling my injured cock as she stepped over my body and walked away.
“Holy shit. What did you do to her?” Hunter laughed.
I moaned in pain and rolled over to my stomach, hoping the pressure would ease the pain in my cock. That was the second time that woman had taken out my balls, and the third time she had kicked my ass. I was beginning to think that I really wasn’t a man. It wasn’t normal for a woman to be able to do so much damage.
“Hey.” Hunter tapped me on the shoulder. “We gotta go. Meeting in ten.”
“Just leave me here,” I said pathetically, not sure that I could get up if I wanted to. Bombs could be exploding around me and the fucking roof could collapse on top of me, and still I wouldn’t fucking move. I wasn’t sure what hurt worse at this point, my cock or my ego.
“Can’t. We have to get going. If you think this is bad, just wait until Knight gets ahold of you. He’ll kick your ass just for getting hurt three fucking times in three days.”
“She nailed me in the balls,” I groaned.
“Yeah, I saw that.”
“Fuck, that hurts.”
“Yeah, I’ve been there before.” He sighed heavily and motioned forward. “Alright, let’s go.”
I slowly pushed myself up to my knees and groaned again. I was dying. I was sure that I was dying. There was no other explanation for the pain that was coursing through me. I breathed in and out through my nose, trying to get to the point where I could move without feeling like my nut sack was being seared in half by a fucking blow torch.
“Dude,” Hunter said, leaning down. “This is fucking pathetic. Get your ass up and move.”
“She twisted my balls,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, I know, and if you don’t shake it off, she’s gonna keep doing that shit. You have to show her that you’re stronger than her. You have to prove that you can take whatever she dishes out. And frankly, at this point, that’s gonna take a lot of work. That’s three times she’s fucking kicked your ass.”
“I know,” I bit
