Chapter 146: Chapter 142

“Everything’s going smoothly,” Gwen said as she stood on shaky legs. Perhaps a quickie before the actual report was not the best idea, but she still had control of her faculties, unlike some of Sev’s other girls. She gave a glance down at her naked and stained inner thighs, bending down a bit to wipe away a stray droplet of cum, and then suckling on the finger thoughtfully. “Even the staffing issues we were expecting haven’t materialized yet. If anything, we’ve got a reserve list to cherry pick from once we hit the next stage of growth.”

 

Sev nodded with satisfaction, seemingly unaffected by the almost silent gagging and slurping of his newest devoted cocksheath. Kelly Doyle had all but thrown herself at the chance to serve the Nexus, even when Gwen had warned her that the fast-track out of probation would likely see her give up a lot of her independence. She was eager to wipe the stigma of being a traitor, no matter her intentions of doing so, and to prove her loyalty to the Nexus Severalty.

 

Not wanting to waste such talent, Sev broke her in, turning the bright, independent young woman into a bright, cock-hungry pet. Gwen watched as Kelly did her inexperienced best to bury Sev’s cock down her throat while keeping as quiet as she could to not disturb the meeting. To her credit, Kelly was doing a good job at it, despite her body still trembling from the orgasmic aftershocks Sev’s dick had inflicted on her.

 

“How’s public sentiment so far?” he asked as he absently stroked the cocksucker’s head.

 

Gwen shrugged lightly as she answered. “About the same as ever. Most people are optimistic, there’s still a long waiting list for a chance at serving in the Minutemen or Companies, and it’s the usual ghouls who’ve given anything close to negative sentiments.” She frowned as the familiar whining came to mind. “They’re begrudgingly happy that you’re cleaning up the wasteland, but they still wish you’d rebuild things to back to what they were like before the bombs.”

 

A stupid notion, really. Even Nora disagreed with it. Hearing about ‘the good old days’, Gwen wondered just how strong nostalgia can be for someone to wish for a far more inefficient and unfair life than what Sev was offering to everyone now. Some of these ghouls were practically paupers in their old life, yet they preferred looking back to a life of strict rationing and curfews over the luxuries surrounding them now.

 

“Eh, until they can get the votes in to make it a formal petition, screw the old-world sprawl.” Sev paused for a moment to stop Kelly. “You don’t have to go so fast, you know. Take it slow, get yourself used to it.”

 

“Yes Sev. Sorry Sev,” came the panting reply, before he lightly patted the young woman on the cheek and she dove back down on him once more.

 

He brought his gaze back to Gwen with a faint smile. “Anyway, it’s just those old timers?”

 

“Yeah,” the redhead nodded. “If anything, the video of Ithaca resulted in a spike of outrage against the Enclave, but that got turned into further approval for you when you finished with that threat. There’s no violence, harassment or such against our Enclave defectors, though there’s already several Enclave-focused documentaries and shows in the works. Desdemona’s checked, they’re mostly tasteless, demonizing stuff.” Gwen gave a disapproving sniff. “Tasteless and unimaginative, but harmless.”

 

At Sev’s inquisitive look, she sighed heavily. “They’re clearly trying to create something to ride on the current expansion’s success for easy money and ratings, but frankly, unless they get Nat to put her name on it, the usual productions will still crush them with sheer quality.”

 

“That bad, huh?”

 

“Deacon’s voiced a request to blacklist the producers and directors from ever touching any official works in the future,” Gwen deadpanned. “And Nora agrees with him after she got a peek at a few of the scripts.” It was probably the most offended Gwen had seen the lawyer, outside of the meetings with Sev.

 

Sev though raised his eyebrows and let out a low whistle. “Now you got me curious.”

 

“Don’t,” she warned as her palm came up to press against her shaking head. “Seriously Sev, even the orgy movies have more plot in them…” And those mindless pornos didn’t actively cause migraines.

 

“If you say so…” Fuck, he’ll be getting his hands on the scripts, wouldn’t he? Gwen will have to warn the girls, Curie especially with her more refined taste.

 

She ignored Sev’s cheeky grin as she gave a cough to return back to business. “Anyway, even with things getting ahead of schedule, our human resources are still far from being overbooked and overworked…”

 

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As the meeting drew to a close, Gwen remembered this time to put on her clothes before leaving the office, leaving Kelly to have her fun as Sev bent her over his desk. 

 

*****

 

Kelly would need time getting used to walking on sore, aching legs. After taking the plunge at being accepted into Sev’s inner circle and getting her daily pay of his thick, powerful cock stuffing her in a variety of ways, the new administrative assistant of the Nexus found her days far more enriching and fulfilling than being a senator’s aide in Ithaca. It helped a lot that Kelly realized how much of a cock-starved slut she was, and how generous Sev was in satisfying that hunger. Honestly, if she knew how good getting Sev’s dick in her felt, Kelly would’ve whored herself to the Nexus much sooner.

 

As it was, she was getting used to the sights and sounds of Boston and Caladan, pacing herself to experience all that the Nexus had to offer. The sights and sounds, the culture and the greenery… The rumors didn’t do any of it justice.

 

Kelly had her own apartment in Caladan, just a few flights of stairs above Sev’s office, and it was far better furnished than her much sought after private lodgings in Ithaca. And that’s before she used her wages to renovate the place. Having a television and multipurpose terminal all to herself was great, though both risked becoming dangerous time-sinks if Kelly wasn’t too careful.

 

Healing arches or no, she still had to sleep after all.

 

Oh yes, the Nexus had healing arches! And the Broad Spectrum Cure, and actual magic circles to fix anything that the arches and BSC couldn’t. It’s no wonder the liberated slaves and wastelanders were so devoted to Sev if practically any wound and disease can be fixed, no matter how severe.

 

It also helped that food here was not only plentiful, but far richer and more delicious than anything the outside world had to offer. Fresh, radiation-free ingredients made for meals that were devoid of grit or tasted of metal. The most basic stew was already mouth-watering enough, but Kelly then discovered the many eateries out in Boston that greatly spoiled her taste buds. There was even a cute protectron robot cooking some sort of exotic noodles and rice dishes.

 

As much as she enjoyed the food, Kelly made sure to keep herself in shape though. She belonged to Sev now, after all, and it would reflect poorly on him if he had waved off various red tape to secure her employment, only for her to take it for granted and get lazy.

 

It was funny, she realized. Back in Ithaca, Kelly fought fiercely to keep herself independent and be more than just a trophy. But now that she was in the Nexus, now that she met Sev, she’s become little better than the obedient Enclave wives she used to fear turning into. Maybe it’s because Sev wasn’t trying to turn her into a trophy, and was actually more interested in what she could offer him as a staff in the Nexus administration. Maybe she was simply waiting for the right person to devote herself to.

 

And maybe Kelly’s slutty nature just never had a chance to bloom until now.

 

Part of her pay involved getting her needy cunt stuffed by Sev at a near-daily rate, after all.

 

Like right now, as she screamed her lungs out while Sev’s cock pistoned into her at a furious rate, keeping her pinned on the desk. Her juices dribbled down her legs as she drowned in the pleasure of an unceasing orgasmic state.

 

“FUCK! FuuuuCK!” There was none of the keen intellect in Kelly now, her mind melted to a lust-driven slush. Incoherent noises left her throat as Sev’s cock stabbed deep in her and the blissful, stretching pain kept her arousal at its bursting peak.

 

Kelly didn’t care that the door opened and Piper and Curie walked in. She was too busy moaning to hear the words that they spoke, or understand the looks that they gave. When the younger raven-haired girl walked up to her and dropped her pants though, Kelly’s slutty brain understood enough to lean forward to kiss at the moist slit.

 

It was nice hearing a moan that’s not from her throat, and in a flash of motion, Kelly was on the ground, her face buried between Piper’s legs as Sev continued to ruin her cunt. She was too busy enjoying herself to care that Sev filled her up twice, or that Curie took over Piper’s place once the younger girl was done. Kelly happily served as a tool for pleasure, and once they were done having fun with her, she basked in the drunken giddiness of her satisfied lust for a while.

 

And then Kelly had to pick herself up and clean herself, before limping to work. It was amazing that what felt like hours of debauchery was actually only a few minutes joyfully spent.

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