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Dawn of New Vegas	By : DarkWolves Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 11860 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3- Justice of the NCR Ranger

“Veronica?” Brianna asked vaguely into the open air.
Brianna could feel her assailants grip loosening; clasping her shoulder with their free hand Brianna could feel herself being drawn around to face her attacker. Brianna was greeted by the sight of Veronica dressed solely in the blood red beret of the NCR First Recon.
“I am a soldier of the New California Republic, First Recon” Veronica put on her best impression of Boone; she had made enough sarcastic comments to gain a mastery of his tone. “I am here to get my answers from the person known as The Courier, the one who betrayed our trust at the Second Battle of Hoover Dam. We know you had contact with the Legion before the battle and we suspect you were contacted again” Veronica allowed her hands to drift down Briannas sides. “I have been authorized to utilize any methods necessary to acquire the information I seek” Veronica clasped Briannas sides tightly, throwing the girl onto the bed with the little effort born through years of intensive training. Veronica leapt onto her with animalistic fury, planting her to the soft mattress, straddling her. “And I do mean anything”
Veronica leant over to the bedside table, planting her combat blade onto the table and retrieving the thin strip of black fabric which had been used to deprive her of her sense of sight in their last fantasy. Veronica drew the long strip of fabric between her fingers until her finger tips held either end loosely taut, Veronicas lips curling into a smile at Briannas expression of revelation. “I told you next time you would be the one to wear the blindfold” Veronica wrapped the blindfold around Briannas head, tying it behind the head. Veronica reached over to the bedside table and retrieved a second strip of cloth; clasping Briannas wrists in her hand she tied Briannas hands. So it had come to this, the tables had been turned; the hunter had become the hunted. “You do know what Boone will do to you if he knows you have his beret?”
“He didn’t seem to mind. He’s actually an ok guy once you get to know him...” Veronica smiled. “And he’s completely plastered on Sunset Sarsaparilla Cass loaded with vodka during their drinking contest”

****************************** Three Nights Ago ***********************************

“And another thing is you should never play Caravan with a talking Cactus” Cass thrust her vodka towards Veronica. “They always cheat”
“Do they?” Veronica sat beside Cass at the Lucky 38 Cocktail Bar within the New Vegas Citadel of the Lucky 38, nursing a Sunset Sarsaparilla.
“You know who I am?” Boone sat alongside Cass, savouring the taste of the Sunset Sarsaparilla Cass had ‘improved’ before they had started their drinking contest. “I’m First Recon. I’m the first thing you never see”
Cass indicated Boone with the neck of her bottle. “But I see you now?”
“No you can’t” Boone clasped his hands across his face, his usually sober attitude suddenly tainted. “I’m not here”
“You know I used to own a Caravan” Cass’ words became slurred with each new drink. “You know what it was called?”
Veronica smiled. “Cassidy Caravans”
Cass raised her drink to her lips. “Yeah, something like that”

****************************** Present Time ***********************************

Veronica knelt over Briannas stomach, her fingers intertwined accompanied by a devilishly evil smile. “I have ways of making you talk”
Even though Veronica was usually a sweet, bubbly little Scribe girl who could never kill a fly, as long as the fly was not the size of the car and spitting deadly acid at her, but when she played the evil role she was strangely convincing. “I will never tell you anything”
Veronicas smile grew. “I had hoped you would say that” Veronica allowed her fingers to scurry across Briannas sides, her fingers tickling into her most sensitive spots. Veronica finally ended her barrage, staring down at Briannas quivering form. “You’re sadistic”
“No” Veronica was quick to retaliate. “I’m just a quirky little Scribe girl with a Pneumatic Gauntlet” her expression suddenly turned serious. “Now, I’m going to ask you some questions” Veronica trailed her fingers across Briannas front. “If you play nice and tell me the truth I will delight your right breast” Veronica allowed her left hand to creep up to clasp Briannas right breast. “Tell me a lie or something I do not want to know I discipline your left breast” Veronicas right hand clasped her left nipples tightly between her finger tips.
“You’re serious?” Brianna joked.
“Yes I am” Veronica remained resolute. “The feeling will become even more intense with each passing question”
Veronica ran her palms across Briannas front. “First. Our Rangers sighted you entering the decommissioned Weather Station behind Caesars Camp in Fortification Hill. What did you find under Fortification Hill?”
“A secret Legion Orphanage where they teach young, impressionable little Legionaries how fun it is serving under big daddy Caesar and how your President is such an evil man and-” Brianna droned on despite the looming threat of retaliation.
“Wrong answer” Veronica said sternly, reaching forward to clasp Briannas left nipple tightly between her fingers. Veronica twisted the sensitive nub sharply, eliciting a flash of pain and a growl of pleasure to pour through her. Veronica finally released her devils grip.
“You visited Red Rock Canyon” Veronica continued unabated. “You made a great effort to convince the Great Kahn leaders to end their support of Caesar, breaking the Legion-Great Khans alliance. Why?”
“The Khans were trapped beneath the steel boot heel of Caesars Legion. I wanted to show them that there was another way, allow them to see the truth”
Veronica smiled. “Very good” Veronica reached forward to clasp Briannas right breast in her palm. “See, doesn’t telling the truth feel much better?” Veronicas fingers curled around Briannas breast, her lips growling as she felt the elicit thrill of the moment washing through her. “Because lying to me is so very hard for you to do”
Veronica removed her hand from Briannas breast. “NCR President Aaron Kimball, remember him?” Veronica continued oblivious of the women left writhing on the bed before her. “The man you saved from being assassinated by the Legion. But it turned out that you only did it to stab him in the back in our time of need”
“The NCR needed him” Brianna pleaded. “The people needed the NCR to maintain stability”
“And yet you did not need the NCR?” Veronica retorted.
“I believed that there may have been a better way” Brianna chose her words with care. “That perhaps once Caesars Legion had been forced back we could talk of an alliance with the NCR”
Veronica pondered her words for a moment. “It is almost as though you truly believe your own bullshit” Veronica leant forward, clasping her pouty lips across the hardened nipple of Briannas left breast. Veronica gently swished her tongue across the tip of Briannas nipple, each gentle caress eliciting yet another soft coo to cascade past her quivering lips as the pleasure continued to build within her. Had Veronica abandoned her own system already? Veronicas intentions soon became clear as her teeth clamped down onto the sensitive nub, maintaining the delicate balance between pleasurable and painful. Brianna growled deeply within her throat as Veronica stimulated the sensitive nub.
Veronica released her hold on Briannas nipple, allowing her captive only a few short moments of recuperation before continuing the interrogation. “Our Rangers received reports that a Legion Assassin infiltrated the Lucky 38 and assaulted your companion”
Brianna fought to regain her composure. “Yes, ‘he’ snuck in the night before; he held a knife to her throat”
“And he blindfolded her” Veronica interjected. “He tied her hands and forced her to fulfil every naughty little fantasy he had been repressing since maturity”
‘I am going to get you for this Veronica’ Brianna thought to herself. Brianna spoke through gritted teeth. “Yes”
“What did he do to her?” Veronica asked.
“He touched her breasts” Brianna spoke.
Veronicas devious smile grew. “Like this?” Veronica reached up and clasped both of Briannas breasts in her fingers, caressing her supple mounds in her agile fingers.
Brianna suppressed a gentle moan which threatened to expose her true beliefs. “Yes”
“What else?” Veronicas fingers already began to descend in anticipation of the coming pleasures and Briannas expected answer.
“And her, pussy” Brianna forced her last word past her lips, unsure of precisely what response it may elicit.
“Like this?” Veronicas fingers caressed Briannas pelvis mere centimetres above her quivering pussy lips, tantalizingly close to her warm centre, she yearned for Veronica to caress her in her most intimate centre. But just as quickly as she had come Veronica suddenly withdrew herself. “See...” Veronica trailed her hands up across Briannas stomach. “Isn’t telling the truth so much better?”
Veronica returned to her facade as an NCR ranger. “We last encountered the Brotherhood of Steel at the battle of Helios One. We lost a great many soldiers but we managed to seize the facility, but not before the Brotherhood rendered the facility inoperable and escaped any salvage of value. Our tech experts spent a great deal of effort restoring the facility to operational status. After the battle Brotherhood activity decreased substantially all across the Mojave, we assumed they had fled the area, disbanded or torn themselves asunder through infighting. But our Rangers have discovered that not only were the Brotherhood still active within the Mojave Wasteland but they were once more conducting military operations. You not only brought them back from the brink of annihilation but you convinced them to end their campaign against us. Why?”
“I did it for someone I care about” Brianna said beneath her breath, just enough for her captor to hear her.
“Someone you care about?” Veronica repeated.
“A Scribe, a girl who is very dear to me”
Veronica was taken aback by the response, she reached forward to clasp the seam of Briannas blindfold in her hand, gently casting the fabric aside. “You love this person?”
Brianna stared into her partners eyes. “More than anything”
Veronica smiled sweetly. “I guess that deserves something special”
Veronica leant down to place her lips to Briannas neck, her elegant swan like neck, laying a path of gentle kisses and licks all across the silky smooth skin. Veronicas trail began to descend southwards across Briannas heaving bosom. Veronica cupped her palms across Briannas breasts, gently massaging the hardened nipples in her agile fingers.
It seemed that all pretence of the interrogation had been abandoned in favour of simply indulging in the pleasures they could experience in eachothers embraces. Veronicas lips finally touched the top of Briannas warm pussy, the sensitive bundle of nerves quivering with each gentle caress. Veronica inhaled the salty, sweet scent of her warm centre. Veronica placed her tongue against Briannas lips, tasting the true flavour which made the scent a mere shadow of its being.
Veronica allowed her right hand to creep down her flat stomach, gently tickling her sensitive nerves as she made her advance. Veronicas agile finger tips caressed her own wet outer lips, sending jolts of pleasure soaring through her and by extension her partner through the tongue currently caressing her most sensitive region. Veronicas fingers dived into the depths of her quivering lips, the pleasure intensifying as she reached ever closer to the true heart of all her pleasures, and with it her tongues pace against Briannas pussy lips quickened and deepened. They both knew that their end was coming quickly; they would not be able to resist it once they reached the point of no return. Once the pleasure reached its peak they felt the energy could no longer be contained and instead they simply choose to embrace it.

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Veronica rolled over once more, feeling the warm embrace of her partners back against her chest. Veronica pressed her nose into her long brown hair, savouring the distinctive aroma of her companion. “Did you sleep well?” Veronica whispered into her ear.
“Kind of” Brianna whispered beneath her breath. Brianna rolled over to face her companion, Veronicas arms wrapping around Briannas torso. Briannas fingers scurried up across Veronicas front over her full breasts. “I may have slept better if you had not tied my hands together” Brianna fluttered her hands before Veronica, her wrists still bound by the jet black fabric Veronica had used to restrain her the night before during their fantasy.
“But you looked so adorable sleeping I did not wish to wake you from it” Veronica unravelled her arms from around her partner. “I’m going to go make some coffee, be back in a moment” Veronica rolled from the bed, rising to her feet she felt the cool air washing over her bare skin.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Brianna held out her tied wrists as an unsubtle hint.
Veronicas smile only grew wider. “I kind of like you like that; I think I will leave you tied up for a while”
“I didn’t do that to you” Brianna protested.
“You really should have when you had the chance” Veronica stepped towards the other side of the room, glancing over her shoulder. “I’ll be back to play later”
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