Fanfic: "Career Advancement" (Divine/Jack)
Divine knew when it was wise to obey and keep his head down, and to wait for the right opportunity.
His intelligence and leading qualities had earned him a good position rather quickly, but working one’s way up the ranks took time and effort, even when one was an as dedicated and flawless member of the party as he himself.
In fact, Divine had of course his own ideas and his own thoughts on certain matters, yet he knew that in his position, obedience was still crucial. You had to be careful with Dr. Fudo as your superior, who tended to act out of a whim and could be very supporting but still cut you down in a second, if he felt like it.
Although Dr. Fudo wasn’t the one he was concerned about at the moment, but his right hand, Rudger Godwin.
Divine could follow orders if he had to, and he could respect his superiors, but bending over Godwin’s desk or sucking his dick was not something he was prepared to do for longer than necessary.
He decided it was time to force his career a little bit.
Luckily, Godwin had a few weaknesses. One was certainly his sex drive. Another was that his son was very similar to him in that aspect, but lacking the sharp intellect that made Godwin such an excellent officer.
The boy was vain, horny, spoiled and in his desperate need for attention, he was easy to exploit.
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His black boots on the stone floor was the only sound in the dark corridor, as Divine made for the door to his private bureau. It was already quite late, but working overtime always left a good impression and had its advantages, especially when you wanted to work without unwelcome interruptions.
He unlocked the door and entered, went over to his wooden desk, took off the black coat and opened the first button of his uniform, making himself more comfortable. He didn’t heed the muffled moans at first, and arranged a few things on his desk, before a loud noise of need and frustration made him look up.
“Getting impatient already?”, he asked the young man who was gagged and tied up on the chair in front of the desk. The violet eyes stared back with anger, although the frustration had already brought tears to the boy's eyes.
Divine allowed himself a moment to appreciate the beautiful sight. The dark leather ropes tying the young man's naked body to the chair suited his pale skin, and the red bruises caused by his violent struggling against the restraints complimented it quite well.
His legs were spread apart and tied to each side of the chair, making it impossible for his exposed erection to get any friction, his arms and hands were tied together behind his back and, perhaps the most beautiful part of it, the collar around his neck was tied to the back of the chair, forcing his to keep his body upright and in clear view of the camera.
“I had important matters to take care of”, Divine said casually as he walked over. “And I suppose that waiting is a good lesson for you, Jack.”
Jack groaned, his violet eyes half-closed and unfocused - he was clearly too absorbed by his own need to pay any attention. Divine’s gloved hand wandered over his neck, causing him to moan and to writhe on the chair, trying to get as much contact as possible. The older man then began to undo the gag, and for a moment, Jack stopped moving and waited in anticipation, still breathing heavily.
When the gag came off, Divine got hold of Jack’s blond hair - the boy had inherited his father’s perfect genes - and pulled his head up so he’d face the camera placed on the desk in front of him.
“Now Jack, is there something you’d like to tell me?”
“Please”, Jack moaned, babbling incoherently as soon as the black cloth had left his mouth “Please, I need… Need it…”
Divine pulled his head back sharply and Jack’s breath hitched in his throat.
“No, Jack”, he said calmly. “Focus. I was asking you about your father earlier. Do you remember what I wanted to know?”
It was almost amusing to watch Jack trying to gather his thoughts when he was so hard and needy that all he could think of was to get release in some way, any way, as long as his body got the attention it craved for. That boy’s sex drive really was surpassing Godwin’s by far.
Divine waited only a moment, before he bent close to the boy’s ear and said softly: “Jack, did your father fuck you?”
The pronounced moan would have been answer enough, but Divine needed more. He took the leather strap that was tying Jack’s collar to the chair and pulled, choking him effectively, then he released him just enough so he could speak.
Jack was coughing, whimpering and moaning, but the pain helped him to focus enough to come up with an answer.
“Yes”, he breathed, and then louder, he repeated the words Divine needed. “Yes, daddy fucks me. Almost everyday. In his bureau. Sometimes… hits me, too.” His own words seemed to arouse Jack even more, and in his helplessness, he could only writhe in his restraints, hoping to gain some friction. “Now, please!”
Divine patted his head. “Good boy. As a reward, you may earn yourself your release.”
As he pulled out a knife from the sheath on his belt and cut the rope that was holding Jack’s collar, so that the boy was free to put his head to a use, Divine smiled to himself.
It was really about time that he got promoted, and he was sure Godwin would agree.
His intelligence and leading qualities had earned him a good position rather quickly, but working one’s way up the ranks took time and effort, even when one was an as dedicated and flawless member of the party as he himself.
In fact, Divine had of course his own ideas and his own thoughts on certain matters, yet he knew that in his position, obedience was still crucial. You had to be careful with Dr. Fudo as your superior, who tended to act out of a whim and could be very supporting but still cut you down in a second, if he felt like it.
Although Dr. Fudo wasn’t the one he was concerned about at the moment, but his right hand, Rudger Godwin.
Divine could follow orders if he had to, and he could respect his superiors, but bending over Godwin’s desk or sucking his dick was not something he was prepared to do for longer than necessary.
He decided it was time to force his career a little bit.
Luckily, Godwin had a few weaknesses. One was certainly his sex drive. Another was that his son was very similar to him in that aspect, but lacking the sharp intellect that made Godwin such an excellent officer.
The boy was vain, horny, spoiled and in his desperate need for attention, he was easy to exploit.
-
His black boots on the stone floor was the only sound in the dark corridor, as Divine made for the door to his private bureau. It was already quite late, but working overtime always left a good impression and had its advantages, especially when you wanted to work without unwelcome interruptions.
He unlocked the door and entered, went over to his wooden desk, took off the black coat and opened the first button of his uniform, making himself more comfortable. He didn’t heed the muffled moans at first, and arranged a few things on his desk, before a loud noise of need and frustration made him look up.
“Getting impatient already?”, he asked the young man who was gagged and tied up on the chair in front of the desk. The violet eyes stared back with anger, although the frustration had already brought tears to the boy's eyes.
Divine allowed himself a moment to appreciate the beautiful sight. The dark leather ropes tying the young man's naked body to the chair suited his pale skin, and the red bruises caused by his violent struggling against the restraints complimented it quite well.
His legs were spread apart and tied to each side of the chair, making it impossible for his exposed erection to get any friction, his arms and hands were tied together behind his back and, perhaps the most beautiful part of it, the collar around his neck was tied to the back of the chair, forcing his to keep his body upright and in clear view of the camera.
“I had important matters to take care of”, Divine said casually as he walked over. “And I suppose that waiting is a good lesson for you, Jack.”
Jack groaned, his violet eyes half-closed and unfocused - he was clearly too absorbed by his own need to pay any attention. Divine’s gloved hand wandered over his neck, causing him to moan and to writhe on the chair, trying to get as much contact as possible. The older man then began to undo the gag, and for a moment, Jack stopped moving and waited in anticipation, still breathing heavily.
When the gag came off, Divine got hold of Jack’s blond hair - the boy had inherited his father’s perfect genes - and pulled his head up so he’d face the camera placed on the desk in front of him.
“Now Jack, is there something you’d like to tell me?”
“Please”, Jack moaned, babbling incoherently as soon as the black cloth had left his mouth “Please, I need… Need it…”
Divine pulled his head back sharply and Jack’s breath hitched in his throat.
“No, Jack”, he said calmly. “Focus. I was asking you about your father earlier. Do you remember what I wanted to know?”
It was almost amusing to watch Jack trying to gather his thoughts when he was so hard and needy that all he could think of was to get release in some way, any way, as long as his body got the attention it craved for. That boy’s sex drive really was surpassing Godwin’s by far.
Divine waited only a moment, before he bent close to the boy’s ear and said softly: “Jack, did your father fuck you?”
The pronounced moan would have been answer enough, but Divine needed more. He took the leather strap that was tying Jack’s collar to the chair and pulled, choking him effectively, then he released him just enough so he could speak.
Jack was coughing, whimpering and moaning, but the pain helped him to focus enough to come up with an answer.
“Yes”, he breathed, and then louder, he repeated the words Divine needed. “Yes, daddy fucks me. Almost everyday. In his bureau. Sometimes… hits me, too.” His own words seemed to arouse Jack even more, and in his helplessness, he could only writhe in his restraints, hoping to gain some friction. “Now, please!”
Divine patted his head. “Good boy. As a reward, you may earn yourself your release.”
As he pulled out a knife from the sheath on his belt and cut the rope that was holding Jack’s collar, so that the boy was free to put his head to a use, Divine smiled to himself.
It was really about time that he got promoted, and he was sure Godwin would agree.