Under His Discipline - Love Under Lockdown

I giggled.

“I’m yours. Body and soul,”

“I was hoping you would say that.”

“I want to have your babies!”

“That can be arranged,” he grinned, gliding his hand over my pussy.

In seconds, I was flat on my back, my legs wide, welcoming him once again. His cock felt perfect inside me. Leaning down to kiss me, he started to move. Softly working me, my pussy tightened around his cock, not wanting to let him go. Not that he seemed to have much intention of leaving.

Just in case, I wrapped my legs around him, my hips moving in sync with each of his thrusts. I felt the warm rush as he filled my pussy up with his warm, thick cum.Chapter 16 - MaxI didn’t want to leave her. The distance almost hurt after such a close intimacy. Were it up to me, I would have held her in my arms forever. Except the agents of chaos had, once again, made themselves known and forced my hand.

I looked at Charli asleep beside me. My sweet girl gave a new meaning to my life. Existence seemed to become less fleeting and pointless. Almost anything was stronger when it was shared.

I felt better than I could have imagined after letting my genuine feelings out. It helped that she felt the same way. Our spirits and bodies came together in a beautiful union rare, even among humans or galaxies.

I’d thought she had been at least half-kidding about wanting to have my babies, so I was surprised when she put her legs around me like that. It felt amazing to release while still deep inside her.

I dared to wonder what the future might be like. To love and fuck Charli every day. It was a great image. A future worth fighting for.

After dressing, I went to my office. What I was about to do was something I swore I would never do again, but I didn’t have a choice.

It was a part of my previous life. A part I thought I’d left far behind. Yet, when needed, I was ready to step back in.

Unlocking the drawer, I took out the flash drive. It didn’t look like much. A standard 8GB model with the letters W.E.E.O. on it in sharpie. The acronym stood for World Ending Emergencies Only. Depending on your definition of ‘world,’ the situation with the blackmailer counted.

I had been at the top of the game. One of the best. Even the Pentagon was nervous when I was at my height even though I wasn’t interested in them. I wore a white hat, occasionally dipping over into gray when needed. I wasn’t into black hat tactics, but what I was about to do was as shady as it could get.

I clicked onto the video link and back-traced the cameras’ signal. After a while, I got the IP address for the computer it was being stored on. The video they’d emailed Charli wasn’t the only one they had. I went through each file one by one, cloning the hard drive to my work machine. I deleted the original copies, scrubbing the hard drive after, so they couldn’t be recovered.

I could have left it there. I probably should have, but they’d mistakenly messed with my girl. They had to suffer.

It took longer than expected to launch, but I shouldn’t have been too surprised considering what it did. I’d written the virus years ago. A doomsday protocol, which was the computer equivalent of a cyanide pill. I needed to get rid of everything in a hurry.

The download bar hit complete, and I was at the point of no return—a point where my past met my present.

Taking a deep breath, I hit enter, burning the blackmailer’s system and any hope of ever fully escaping my past as a world-class hacker. I wasn’t worried about getting arrested.

What were they going to do? Report me to the cops? They couldn’t, not without explaining why I laid waste to their motherboard. Besides, they would never be able to prove it was me. I was a master at hiding my tracks.

The sun was becoming visible through the windows when the deed was done. Charli’s privacy protected, and her honor defended, I decided it was time to go back to bed.

I wouldn’t have much chance to sleep before starting another demanding workday, but I had the best assistant I’d ever encountered to help me with it all. My phone beeped a few seconds after I got back under the blankets.

“What’s that, Master?” Charli asked, stirring.

“The lockdown is over.”

“Really?”

She pushed up onto her elbows, the blanket falling away from her gorgeous tits.

“Yep,” I said, taking her left nipple between my lips.

“Do we have to leave paradise?”

It was an odd way of putting it. Most people would have been happy to go back to what they thought of as normal life.