Podcasts about Jack Bauer

A month after our last 2025 MLB Mock Draft, there's been a lot to shuffle the board. So Carlos Collazo and JJ Cooper are back to discuss our newest Mock Draft.(00:00) How the NHSI and everything else is shaping up the draft board.(03:00) Strengths and weaknesses of the draft class(07:30) Why the middle and the back of the first round looks good(11:30) 1. Washington Nationals(16:30) 2. Los Angeles Angels(21:20) 3. Seattle Mariners(23:00) 4. Colorado Rockies(24:45) 5. St. Louis Cardinals(28:30) 6. Pittsburgh Pirates(30:50) 7. Miami Marlins(33:35) 8. Toronto Blue Jays(37:00) 9. Cincinnati Reds(38:55) 10. Chicago White Sox(42:20) Where Jack Bauer fits into this first round(47:30) A rising FSU infielder who we have mocked to the YankeesLinks: Mock Draft 2.0, picks for all 30 MLB teams: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/2025-mlb-mock-draft-2-0-updated-first-round-picks-for-every-team/Why Liam Doyle believe he has the draft's best fastball: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/why-tennessee-ace-liam-doyle-believes-he-has-the-best-fast-ball-in-the-country/Is FSU Alex Lodise the draft's biggest riser: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/could-alex-lodises-career-year-make-the-florida-state-shortstop-a-first-round-mlb-draft-pick/Draft Chat: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/mlb-draft-chat-with-carlos-collazo-4-16-25/High School pitchers in the 100 mph club: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/these-2025-high-school-pitchers-have-joined-the-exclusive-100-mph-club/Jack Bauer shows rare velocity: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/jack-bauers-102-mph-fastball-adds-to-deep-lefty-mlb-draft-class-draft-podcast/Seth Hernandez impresses at NHSI: https://www.baseballamerica.com/stories/seth-hernandez-strengthens-mlb-draft-stock-with-impressive-performance-at-nhsi/Our Sponsors:* Check out Indeed: https://indeed.com/BASEBALLAMERICASupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/baseball-america/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Carlos and Peter hop on the draft show to talk about all the latest movers and shakers in the 2025 draft. The two lament Texas outfielder Max Belyeu's thumb injury, then get into how insane Illinois lefthander Jack Bauer's velocity surge has been this spring. The two try and work their way through their lefty preferences on the board, then talk about the insane season that Florida State shortstop Alex Lodise is in the midst of, as well as other college risers like Kyle Lodise (Georgia Tech) and Charles Davalan (Arkansas). —Time Stamps(1:00) Max Belyeu injury(5:00) Jack Bauer (15:00) Continued LHP talk(28:00) Alex Lodise(32:00) Kyle Lodise(37:00) Charles DavalanSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/baseball-america/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Ben and Carlos talk about the latest trend in bat technology and whether or not people need to be concerned about “torpedo bats,” then get into a few high-profile prep pitchers in the 2025 class. First, is this the year that we have a high school righthander taken with the first overall pick? California righthander Seth Hernandez might have a chance to make history. Meanwhile Illinois lefthander Jack Bauer already has, by touching 102 mph as a high schooler and joining a miniscule group of prep flamethrowers. The two also talk through contract extensions for Kristian Campbell and Garrett Crochet with the Red Sox, and Jackson Merrill with the Padres. They then continue to wonder when Roman Anthony will get his deserved big league callup. —Time Stamps(0:00) Torpedo bats(18:00) Seth Hernandez's 1-1 case(38:00) Jack Bauer's unprecedented velocity(51:00) Extension talkDo you have a question or feedback for the show? Email us: futureprojection@baseballamerica.com  Ben's Twitter: @BenBadlerCarlos's Twitter: @CarlosACollazoBaseball America WebsiteSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/future-projection-a-baseball-america-podcast/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Audient!This episode imposes upon us (well Jake mostly) the horrors of shoddy writing and bad aesthetics. And yet, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's creation seems to be very much alive. How is that? Why?We get to touch on some long-neglected Star here, Il vaut mieux Lyotard que jamais, hearkening back to its post-structuralist origins.  We go back down memory lane to when me and Jake were reading this exact critique of that exact attitude, that time between Analytic philosopher John Searle and the evil Continentalist Jacques Derrida and his essay Signature, Event, Cuntext. There, Derrida shows how each utterance, of necessity, breaches whatever context is assigned to it, thus always opening the way for what Holmes keeps pretending to have had already hermetically closed: the other possibility. Sherlock Holmes is shown to play out a fantasy of control, one that professionalizes thinking in much the same way an AI does. Holmes' "method of logical deduction" is explored in this vein to reveal a logical abduction, where Truth is nowhere acknowledged, and the process simply arrives at the least improbable outcome. Alas, since the entire context, the full "One", will always be breachable - we were thinking also of Gödel's Incompleteness Theorem here - the probability will forever be dangling, insecure; or worse, open to various biases of 'normativity.'Jake, once again, recalls Jack Bauer, as a distilled version, a sublimated Sherlock Holmes; one that stopped bothering about that (quite flimsy) justification, along with the 'method' Holmes uses to construct it. If it was always bullshit, why not go right to the point?Our perverts also hone in on the obvious closeted Homosexuality that emanates from this dynamic duo, and all the libidinal affirmations and denials that move this - many times unspoken, but always quite present - sexually-tense relationship. 'No Homo,' this time operating as a literary device...Stars:IL VAUT MIEUX LYOTARD QUE JAMAIS; Pervs 'R Us; Beast & Sovereign.

Hang on to your harness, nerds! We're hitting the outer rings of the galaxy with Firefly! The number one answer for sci fi fans “which show should have never been cancelled?” Well here's something you might not have known, our nerdlings, the pilot we watched was unaired and for good reason!So enjoy us breaking down a painful 90 minute pilot with the kinks not even remotely worked out! We discuss your favorites, Nathan Fillion, Gina Torres, Alan Tudyk, Ron Glass, the 2002 Anaheim Angels, Owl City, Jack Bauer, JarJar Binks and SPACE HORSES!HostsGeoff KerbisMax SingerRich InmanAlan Tudyk, subbing for his brother Rich Inman

Full Court Press: Mavs Meltdown, Paul George Shut Down, Pistons Ref Drama, Jordan Poole Celly & Bulls Banners Disturbed That Actually Happened: The Incredible Life & Career of Junior Bridgeman 3-on-3:The 3 Best Postgame Interview Video Bombs/Interruptions And Also: Mamawala Family Lore, Podcast P, Mouth Sounds, Officiants, Small Town Cops, Poole Party, Jesus Fresco, Hostage Video, Jack Bauer, Love Vs Hart, #ReporterKlay, Big Purr, Donkey From Shrek, Tout Suite, Arena ConstructionSponsor: Tab for a Cause: Raise money for charity every time you open a new browser tab. Visit www.tabforacause.org/horse to start raising money today. Perfect for tab monsters like Adam!   Find Us Online- website: horsehoops.com- patreon: patreon.com/horsehoops- twitter: twitter.com/horse_hoops- instagram: instagram.com/horsehoops- facebook: facebook.com/horsehoops HORSE is hosted by Mike Schubert and Adam Mamawala. Edited by Kensei Tsurumaki. Theme song by Bettina Campomanes. Art by Allyson Wakeman. Website by Kelly Schubert. About UsOn HORSE, we don't analyze wins and losses. We talk beefs (beeves?), dig into Internet drama, and have fun. The NBA is now a 365-day league and it's never been more present in pop culture. From Kevin Durant's burner accounts to LeBron taking his talents anywhere to trusting the Process, the NBA is becoming a pop culture requirement. At the same time, sports can have gatekeepers that make it insular and frustrating for people who aren't die hard fans. We're here to prove that basketball is entertaining to follow for all fans, whether you're actively watching the games or not. Featured in The New York Times!

In this electrifying episode, host Ryan Maguire dives into the epic victory of Team Colorado at the 2025 Dubai Games, joined by two elite athletes, Veejay Jones and Jack Bauer. The trio breaks down the intense battles, clutch performances, and the untold stories behind the scenes that led to Colorado's dominance on the world stage. From grueling obstacles to game-changing strategies, they uncover what it truly took to bring home the gold.Veejay Jones shares firsthand experiences from the course, revealing pivotal moments that tested the team's grit and unity. Jack Bauer adds his analytical edge, dissecting the competition's strengths and how Team Colorado's preparation paid off. Together, they relive the most nail-biting moments, including a last-minute surge that turned the tide, and the raw emotions of crossing the finish line victorious.Listeners get an insider's view of the camaraderie, rivalries, and relentless training that defined this unforgettable journey. Whether you're a hardcore OCR fan or just love a good underdog story, this episode captures the spirit of competition and the thrill of achieving the impossible.

Geheimagenten, eine Verschwörung und ein Präsident in Gefahr – „The Sentinel“ (2006) klingt nach einem klassischen Polit-Thriller, der Spannung und Nervenkitzel verspricht. Doch kann der Film mit Michael Douglas und Kiefer Sutherland heute noch überzeugen? In dieser Folge von Das Filmmagazin nehmen wir uns den Action-Thriller genauer vor und fragen uns: Ist The Sentinel ein unterschätztes Juwel oder doch nur ein weiterer 2000er-Agentenfilm, der sich selbst zu ernst nimmt? Wir sprechen über die vertrauten Thriller-Mechanismen, das post-9/11-Agenten-Kino und warum Kiefer Sutherland eigentlich Jack Bauer in einem anderen Film spielt. Außerdem werfen wir einen Blick darauf, ob die Story rund um einen Maulwurf im Secret Service mehr als oberflächliche Spannung liefert – oder ob der Film doch ein nostalgisches Relikt aus einer einfacheren Zeit bleibt.

From childhood, we admire heroes—whether it's Spider-Man, Indiana Jones, or Jack Bauer. But as we grow, we start to ask deeper questions: What truly makes a hero? What makes a fool? And where do I fit into this story?The book of Judges forces us to wrestle with these questions as we meet powerful kings, cruel gods, and unexpected leaders. Israel was destined to save the land, free the people, and introduce the ONE TRUE GOD—but things didn't go as planned.Will Israel rise to their calling, or will they be trapped in an endless cycle of failure? And what does this ancient story mean for us today?Continue watching as we set the stage and meet the characters for the next 8 weeks of Judges!

Según comenta esta semana Juan Luis Álvarez, en el territorio de las series, nunca te acostarás sin ver una conspiración más. Las de hoy son las buenas. El agente nocturno (Netflix, 2 temporada, 20 episodios) En los Estados Unidos un agente de bajo nivel del FBI, Peter Sutherland, trabaja por la noche en el sótano de la Casa Blanca manejando un teléfono que nunca suena y que solo suena, cuando agentes lo llaman para informar de una seria amenaza de seguridad nacional que no se puede tratar por los procedimientos normales, ya que están seriamente comprometidos por agentes infiltrados. Suspense y acción de primera con Gabriel Basso y Luciane Buchanan como protagonistas. Está recién estrenada la segunda temporada. Tráiler La diplomática (Netflix, dos temporadas, 20 episodios) La veterana diplomática Kate Wyler (Keri Russell) asume un nuevo cargo en el Reino Unido que pondrá a prueba sus habilidades, y también su matrimonio. En medio de una crisis internacional, tras el ataque a un barco británico, esta diplomática tendrá que lidiar con su flamante trabajo como embajadora y también con las injerencias de su marido (Rufus Sewell) un prestigioso asesor político. Tráiler 24 (Serie de TV 2001-2017, 10 temporadas, 192 episodios) En la madre de las series conspirativas, 24 mantiene fresca la premisa de que cada temporada y cada capítulo se desarrolle en tiempo real, lo que la hace totalmente inverosímil, pero increíblemente adictiva. Una noche, Jack Bauer, jefe de la Unidad Antiterrorista de Los Ángeles, recibe una llamada de emergencia en la que es informado de que el senador David Palmer, candidato a la presidencia de la nación, corre peligro de ser asesinado en el plazo de 24 horas. Tráiler

Join Rich Ryan, Bracken Crocker, and Jack Bauer on the Race Brain Podcast as they dive into the highly anticipated updated rankings for the greatest male obstacle course racing athletes of all time. This episode is packed with debates, blind comparisons, and in-depth discussions on the legends who shaped the sport. [0:00] Welcome & Overview [1:15] Top Spot Debate: Atkins vs. Call [5:00] John Albon's Legacy [10:00] Blind Comparisons Begin [20:00] Sergey Perelygin vs. Gregory Basilico [30:00] Hunter McIntyre's Career [40:00] Regional vs. Global Impact [50:00] Final Rankings & Closing Thoughts

Sagi and Jake take on the toxic political masculinity of Jack Bauer on their own. They speak about how the State of Emergency places Jack in a position outside the law, both beast (criminal) and sovereign. In this state Jack finds a Christian faith that ensures that every extra-legal decision he makes will save the lives of  pure innocent and good Americans, specifically his erotic yet virginal daughter.

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Wow. What a ride. Our longest TV recap series ever has come to a close, and after a whopping 10 seasons, 216 episodes, a TV movie, video game and two spinoff episodes of an animated show, we have finished our 24 recaps. That's a lot of Jack Bauer and Kiefer Sutherland to talk about! But who is complaining about that?! Ben and Colin certainly aren't, although they may be complaining a little bit that it has to end today as we bring you the final episode on 24 by going over the series as a whole one more time! Here we go over the best episodes, worst episodes, seasons we loved, seasons we hated (sorry Legacy), characters that we fell for, characters we are glad that are dead and so many more moments that you simply have to listen to! We then of course bring you the moment you have been waiting for and go over all the moments we ranked from the seasons and find out just which ten moments make the list as the top ten moments in the history of 24! So get your towels, bombs, moles, torture and cougars ready to go as we bring to a close one hell of a recap series covering one hell of a show! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

We did it. We survived 24: Legacy. But we still have one more episode to talk about. That episode being the season. Which doesn't make sense when we put it like that, but you know what we mean. Our last episode on the crap pile that is Legacy is us talking about the entire season one. Which technically is the entire series. So that's fun right? Well we're about to find out. It gives us one more chance to talk about Carter, Rebecca and John and find out just how esteemed actors such as Corey Hawkins, Miranda Otto and Jimmy Smits were wasted in a show such as this. We also learn more on our thoughts about wasting Tony and Carlos Bernard, see if we have figured out why Edgar having a cousin is important and try and get to the bottom once and for all about why the hell anyone thought a 24 show would be good without Jack Bauer. We then somehow will find five moments that we think are the best to rank in order for our top moments of the season, and close out the show that we have loved by talking about a spinoff that we hate. It's all here and more in our 24: Legacy recap! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

Support RB on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/racebrain The DEKAFIT World Championships brought out the best in hybrid racing, and we're here to break it all down. From the men's and women's elite performances to the surprising strategies, transitions, and chaotic finishes, this was a season finale to remember. We analyze the races, celebrate the champions, and dive into the details that defined this year's championship. Chapters:0:00 – Intro and Sponsors5:20 – Jack Bauer's Recap from the Field15:30 – Men's Elite Race: Key Performances and Dylan Scott's Win35:15 – Women's Elite Race: Lauren Weeks Sets a New World Record50:00 – Transition Chaos: Impact on Results and Suggestions for Improvement1:10:45 – Team Races: Controversial Finishes and Tactical Moves1:30:30 – Final Thoughts on DEKAFIT 2024 and What's Next Tune in to hear all the insights, controversies, and standout moments from this year's DEKAFIT finale. Don't miss it!

Jack Bauer gives Nina Myers more than expected.Based on a post by Talking Bowl. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Nina Myers stared at Jack Bauer, a mixture of fear and vulnerability in her eyes. Just moments before, Ed, who had been sent along with Jack to help guard her on the truck ride to the airport, had slumped over unconscious into Jack's lap, the victim of a ‘mickey', which the rogue CTU agent had slipped into his bottled water. It had taken her tired mind, already rattled by Jack's previous violent interrogations back at HQ, a few minutes to process the full implication of the look on his face. To see the faintest trace of a smirk that played across his lips, and realize that he had been in the process of outwitting her, even as she had thought she was doing the same to him. Her previous taunts faded from her lips, and she stared at him in fear, dry-mouthed, her heart thumping in anticipation.For what seemed like an eternity, they did not speak. The only noise came from the dull roar of the engine, the rattle of the truck as it jostled down the road, the almost imperceptible sound of their breathing, and Nina's heartbeat, which, although only she could hear it, was almost deafening to her ears. Finally, she licked her lips, swallowed hard, and screwing up her bravado, said:"You got me, Jack." The words came out in a husky croak. He did not speak or move. Clearing her throat and holding her head a little higher, she tried again."What are you going to do to me now, Jack? Kill me?""I would never give you the satisfaction," he hissed. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he started to move towards her, bracing himself against the pitch and roll of the vehicle."What, then?" Bolder still. "Beat the shit out of me? Leave me unconscious for the guards to find, and then say I slipped and fell?"Or is it a mind-fuck;" (she caressed the word fuck, trying to make him savor it) "you want? Interrogate me a little more, try to make me piss myself, and hope I'll end up blubbering everything to you? Even you can't be that naïve," Nina sneered. "Don't forget, Jack, I'm as good at this as you are."Jack smirked. "Not quite." He was halfway towards her now. "Don't forget who's in chains here.""And why is that, Jack? Because I got away with something you never thought I could? Because I did it right under your nose and you never had a goddamn clue?" Fire glinted in her eyes. "Because you had the chance to kill me, but you just didn't have the balls to; "Nina's words turned into a yelp as Jack's hand shot out from his arm, grabbing her by the throat. The momentum of his grasp was so great that it lifted Nina out of her seat, until she was standing tilted back against the honeycombed metal walls of the truck. He rammed his torso against hers, pinning her in place, and put his face so close to hers that she could practically taste his hot breath with her tongue. The musky scent of his skin filled her nostrils, bringing back lewd memories despite the pain at her throat. Voiceless, she croaked out;"Jack; let go; ""Beg me," he snarled."What?""Beg me, Nina.""; please; ""Please what?"She stared at him blankly."Please what!" He tightened his grip, making her choke anew. "You may not work for me anymore, Nina, but you are still under my command! And as long as you are under my command! You will do! As I fucking say!" His face was flushed red, his breast heaving with exertion. "Now Please, fucking what?""Please; Sir; ""What?" His voice suddenly dropped in volume to a husky purr, and he put his ear up to her mouth. "What was that? Speak up, I can't hear you."Nina tried to speak, but could only make choking noises. Realizing he had made it impossible for her to carry out his orders, Jack loosened his grip on her throat, ever so slightly. Trying again, Nina gasped out:"Please; sir; will you let go of my throat?"Without a word, Jack let go of Nina's throat, but kept his body pinned against hers. Nina gasped as the air rushed back into her lungs. Her breathing was still slightly constricted from the pressure of Jack's weight against her ribs and diaphragm, but at least she no longer felt as if she were drowning for lack of air.Silence again, more charged than before. Jack's mouth by her ear, hers by his. Breathing in tandem, as much out of force of habit as out of comfort in their close quarters. Nina became aware of the fact that Jack's pelvis was pressed up against hers. Was it intentional? You never could tell, with Jack."So you're not going to kill me, Jack."He said nothing."And you're not going to beat me up, either."No response. She thought she could read agreement on his face, but wasn't sure."Then what are you going to do to me?" A slight note of fear in her voice, more than she would have liked, which she tried immediately to push away.He turned his face and looked her dead in the eye. His left hand crept around the back of her head, cupping it for support. He leaned in closer and, a trace of the arrogant smirk still on his lips, hissed at her:"Anything. I. Want."Nina knew it was true. He could do anything at all to her, and would most likely get away with it. Even if he were found out, who at CTU would defend her at this point? It took all her inner steel to avoid breaking down in tears at the thought.Jack's face drew even closer to Nina's. His breath felt warm on her face, yet his eyes still glittered with hatred. For a second, she thought he might strike her. Bite her. Spit in her face.Instead, to her surprise, she felt Jack's lips burning on hers. His tongue battered its way into her mouth as he kissed her violently. This time, there was lust mixed in with his anger, and the mixture sent a shiver through Nina in spite of herself. Almost instantaneously, she was furious both at him for taking advantage of her like this, and at herself for – she had to admit it – liking it.There was no doubt Jack was enjoying it too, in his own perverse way – the steadily fattening bulge in his jeans, burning against Nina's thigh, was proof enough of that. Not much blood going to his head right now, thought Nina. Seeing a chance to regain her edge in the situation, she kissed him back with gusto, trying to turn him on as much as possible. Just give him a nice big hard-on, and pretty soon he'd be weak enough to ease up on her. Ask her if the shackles were hurting her. Reach for the key and undo her, and just when he thought she wouldn't try to get away –All of a sudden, Nina felt Jack simultaneously disengage from her mouth and crotch. The hand that had been resting at the base of her skull only moments before yanked her head back by the roots of her hair, so far that she could barely breathe. Jack stood up, by now gasping for breath. His face was red; his erection strained the seams of the well-worn denim clinging to his lower body. Yet he seemed completely in control, both of himself and of her. Nina's mouth and pelvis burned at the withdrawal of his venomous lust, at the same time as her mind cried out in fury at being foiled by his ever-calculating mind."You thought you'd get off that easy, you piece of shit?" Jack shook his head in mock amazement. He leaned his face back in to hers and hissed:"I fucking own you. Do you understand me, you little cunt?"“Yes.""Yes what, ass rag?""Sir! Yes sir!" Nina shouted. Her humiliation fueled her arousal.Jack let go of her hair, shoving her head forward so hard that Nina was sure her neck was broken. She saw him kneel on the floor and go through Ed's pockets, searching for the key to the cuffs that bound her wrists and ankles together. She willed her facial muscles to remain neutral, but permitted herself an inward smile of triumph. Santa Barbara all over again. She had him by the balls.Jack found the keys, tried several of them before finding the right one, and undid the cuff attached to her broad leather belt and the one that connected her ankles to her wrists via a narrow metal chain. He disengaged those bonds completely and tossed them on the floor. She shifted slightly, anticipating the release of her hands and feet, but to her surprise, he left those cuffs on, throwing the keys over his shoulder, where they bounced off of Ed's inert body and skidded across the floor.Gingerly bracing his body against the truck's motion, Jack walked back towards Nina, the small smirk back on his lips. His left hand grabbed the chains binding her wrists and shoved them behind her neck, so that her hands were practically behind her head. Quick as a flash, she saw his right hand reach for something, heard the well-oiled flick of a blade popping out of its sheath, and before she knew it, Jack had a knife at her throat. MicroTek Halo, she registered."Now," he said, all business despite his barely concealed rage. "If you try to pull any more shit on me, or disobey me in any way, I will hurt you in ways you could only imagine. You'll fucking pray for death before I'm through with you. Understood?""Yes, sir.""Good," he said. He gently caressed her cheek with the butt of the knife, a twisted mockery of a tender lover's gesture. "Now lean back so that your head is touching the wall. Slowly."Trembling, she complied. As she did so, she noticed that her lower body tilted out over the seating bank, pelvis forward, legs splayed, as though she were presenting herself to him. Jack had planned it that way, no doubt. How like him, she thought bitterly.His left hand released her wrists, then traveled down to the front of her drab prison uniform. The hand holding the knife never left her throat. One by one, he undid the buttons, his thumb and forefinger working to pop each button gently yet firmly out of its hole. When he reached the buckle on her belt, he paused, as though contemplating his next move. Still acting one-handed, he loosened the tooth of the buckle from its leather hole so that the belt hung slack around her waist, then pulled it slowly down her thighs, almost to her knees."Put your knees together."She did so, wordlessly. He cinched the belt tightly around her legs, so that her loins touched each other. He chuckled softly to himself."Just think. If you'd kept your knees together before, none of this would have happened.""Jack; " she began to protest, forgetting herself."Shut up." He barely raised his voice, but she knew he meant it. She obeyed, but her eyes glittered with anger and frustration.Jack continued his slow, methodical unbuttoning of her uniform top, until he had undone the very last button. Then, in one supple motion, he yanked down her uniform bottom around the belt, exposing her plain white cotton panties. He then stood back up, replaced the point of the blade where it had been before, and pushed the fabric of the top far enough off her shoulders to expose the straps of the cheap standard-issue bra they had permitted her in prison. He smirked again, reading her mind – he knew how much she liked nice underwear, and how much it humiliated her to have to wear cheap, unflattering crap. Before she could even gasp in shock, he had cut both the straps with the knife, so that the bra hung loosely around her tits. He pulled down the fabric on each cup, one at a time, so that each nipple was just barely exposed. Nina's nipples had been fully soft in the steamy heat of the truck, but as Jack knowingly circled his thumb around her right one, they both watched it harden at his touch."Is this what you're going to do to me, Jack?" Nina spat in a low voice. "Tear my clothes off and fuck me in the back of this truck?"Jack said nothing. The hand with the knife slipped around behind her neck until his hand rested between her neck and shoulder, as though embracing her, but with the blade still pointed where it could hurt her if need be. His other thumb left her right nipple and started massaging her left one. He gazed directly at it, both pleased and fascinated by the effect he was having on her body in spite of itself. Nina's face flushed, but she continued:"How do you think you're going to explain yourself when we get to the airport and the guards find me like this? Do you think they're going to just hand you your Get Out of Jail Free card and say, 'Okay, Jack, just don't let it happen again?' Even you can't be that crazy."At this, Jack pinched her nipple – hard – between his thumb and forefinger. Nina yelped involuntarily, then held back another gasp as he continued to roll it around in his grasp, firmly yet – could it be? – gently. He continued to switch off, from left tit to right and back again, until he was sure both nipples were painfully hard, and then smiled again ever so slightly in satisfaction. Nina was almost wincing at the effects of her own arousal, but she somehow managed to hold herself in check.He had another command for her:"Hold still."Nina's throat was too dry to respond. She could only gaze dumbly as she watched the arm holding the Halo slip back from around her neck, slip up under her bra with the blade facing outward, and position itself right at the junction of the bra's two soft cups. With a sudden burst of force, Jack grabbed the bra with his other hand, braced against her for support, and cut Nina's bra open. A small, animal sound escaped from the captive woman's throat as the bra's support lapsed and her breasts fell to their sides. Even before, when she and Jack had been lovers and she had shown herself naked in front of him for the first time, she had never felt this exposed. Or this turned on.And then Jack's head was bent, he was kneeling, his firm hot mouth burning on her nipple, the knifeless palm grabbing her other tit and kneading it for all it was worth. Nina closed her eyes and felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. Rage in her mind, fear in her heart, heat in her cunt."Santa Barbara was business, Jack." She tried to sound cold and calculating, but her rising libido betrayed her. "I needed you to trust me. I needed you on my side. If you think you're reawakening an old flame or something, you're a bigger fool than I though. I saw my chance and I took it. End of story."Jack pulled his face away from her nipple and nuzzled between her breasts. He worked his way down slowly, tortuously, towards her stomach, his lips and teeth moving in stinging, sucking bites that Nina was sure would leave readily visible marks. Marks the guards would see, that would make them ask questions, that would – oh, GOD, his tongue was in her navel, he was working it around, hot DAMN that man was good with his mouth; shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, he was moving lower, lower still, but how the hell would he get her panties off with this fucking belt around her thighs, what was he, crazy?Again, the knife made an appearance. Again, Jack was grasping some piece of clothing on her body, trying to rip it off of her. First one side, then the other, along both seams of those hideous fucking granny panties that made her look like a friggin' hippo."I'll just rid you of those," he said, knowingly. The bastard was actually grinning. Then, as though performing a parlor trick, he whipped out her shredded panties from under her uniform, and Nina again yelped as the fabric stung her swollen clit and aching lips. He was enjoying this. Cocksucker."I don't hate you, you know, Jack." Trying to retain at least a shred of composure. "I didn't love you, either. None of this was ever personal."His mouth continued its searing path down her stomach, pausing as he lowered himself further still to give the tip of his turned-up nose a chance to nuzzle her dark pubic thatch."Oh, sure, I liked you all right. You were a decent guy. A good agent. An above-average fuck, when you got the chance. But no fuck is worth jeopardizing – AH!"Jack had nipped the sensitive skin just above her clitoral hood. He hadn't bit very hard, but the area was so engorged with the blood of Nina's hotly stoked lust that her eyes watered with pain. And then she could feel his hot breath on her, his mouth so close, but still not touching. Waiting. Teasing. Bastard. His tongue flicking, ever so lightly, over the painfully erect surface area of her sex, teasing her some more. Come on, motherfucker, get it over with.And then he was done teasing her, his mouth, his glorious mouth was on her, encircling her, inside her, licking and sucking her lips, her hood, her clit, fucking her with his tongue, tasting her wet hot slippery salty arousal. The man gave dynamite head, and he knew it, and she remembered it now more than ever. And as he got more and more into it, he yanked the belt down around her ankles and grabbed her by the hips and slammed her ass down on the seat – Nina was moaning steadily by now, no longer able to control herself – and spread her legs as far apart as they would go and oh my GOD he just kept eating her and eating her and eating her and –What? Why did he just -Jack stopped. He pulled his face away from her and squatted back on his heels, his hands still braced against her inner thighs. He had a wicked glint in his eyes and Nina's slick, clear juices all over his mouth and chin. She could feel his fingertips tickling the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs, just barely touching, but enough to let her know he was doing it deliberately. His tongue darted out lasciviously and licked some of it off his face, savoring the taste when he put his tongue back in his mouth."Want some?" He grinned, arose slightly, and leaned in for another kiss.Nina reared back reflexively, again banging her head on the wall, but Jack was too quick for her, and his tongue darted between her lips before she could muster the strength to force him out. It really didn't taste that bad, she thought. A slight marine tang, but nothing to gag over. It was more the way Jack was forcing it upon her, violating her mouth with his, that made her want to bite him, force him out, tell him to fuck himself.Then, as suddenly as he had begun, he stopped. He reached behind her for her mangled bra, which had fallen on the seat behind her. Then he had a command:"Stand up."Nina obeyed as best she could, bracing herself against the Humvee's momentum and willing strength into her quivering knees. Jack bound the bra around her eyes, whipping her around to tie it in the back so that it could serve as a makeshift blindfold. Then he turned her back around, this time more slowly but still firmly. Another command:"On your knees."Nina had a pretty good idea of what was coming next. Despite her fear, she allowed herself a mental roll of the eyes at Jack's stupidity. I'm supposed to give him a blowjob sight unseen with no hands? What is he, high?Jack must have sensed her insubordination, because she felt the knife press against her throat again. "Nina, this morning I cut a man's head off with a hacksaw. My wife is dead, my daughter isn't talking to me, and the people I work for would like nothing better than for me to fuck off and die. I have absolutely nothing left to lose."Now you're going to open your mouth – wide – and pull your lips over your teeth, and you're going to take what I give you the way I tell you to, and if you so much as think of pulling any shit with me, I swear to Christ I will cut you from ear to ear. Are we clear?""Y; yes sir; ""Good," said Jack, "Good." He was breathing heavily again. She heard a zipper, the rustle of fabric, the motion of skin against skin. She felt a hand, the one holding the knife, slip behind her head. The other hand, she knew, was where Jack intended her mouth to be shortly; he was busily making himself as hard as possible. Then he moved closer, and she felt the burning blunt head of his massive cock brush against her face. She had to restrain herself from gasping at the incredible heat he was giving off, as though his lust were being stoked by some huge internal furnace."Now open your mouth like I told you. Nice and slow." Again Nina could not help but obey, sliding her lips over her teeth as he had requested and opening her mouth as wide as she could.And then that massive head – which, she remembered, must be a deep purple color by now – found its way into her mouth, guided there by its master's hand. Although Nina remembered all too well how huge Jack was, her mouth still had trouble adjusting to his girth at first, and when he pushed it deeper into her mouth she had to restrain herself from gagging."Suck it," he commanded.Finally, Nina managed to get her reflexes under control, and began to work her tongue around the sensitive head, just the way she remembered Jack liked it. She burrowed her tongue into the tip and felt him stiffen and gasp involuntarily, then swirled it around the corona and heard a low moan resonate in his chest cavity. Flattening her tongue against the frenulum – Jack was practically growling in pleasure now – she took as much of him into her mouth as she could, then pulled back slightly and began sucking him in earnest. She could feel his fingers stroking her hair – a surprisingly tender gesture, she thought, for a man getting his cock sucked by the woman who killed his wife. She thought, again, of how relieved he would be after he came. How relaxed. How vulnerable and open to suggestion. Surely, Nina said to herself, he would have mercy on her. The stupid shit. She took a deep breath through her nose and sucked him even harder.Before long, Jack lost patience with being acted upon and decided to take matters into his own hands. Nina felt his legs move apart and bend slightly, so that he was straddling her head. His hand pushed her head even further down onto his cock as he began to fuck her mouth in earnest. She could feel him banging against the back of her throat, each pitch and roll of the Humvee deepening his thrusts."You like that, don't you, bitch?" Jack growled. "You wish you could see it right now, don't you? That you could touch it? Stroke it?" His thrusting grew harder and faster, and she could tell he was on the verge of coming. "That you could suck it dry? Swallow; every; drop?"And then all of a sudden, right before she thought he would shoot his load, Jack withdrew roughly from Nina's mouth and pushed her head away. Both of them were breathing raggedly. Nina felt disoriented from the blindfold, and her throat ached from the impact of the mouth-fucking she had just sustained. She had no idea what Jack would do to her next, and at this point it no longer mattered to her. Whatever it was, she was sure nothing could be more humiliating than –OUCH!Daylight. Nina squinted at the light, the blindfold abruptly removed from her eyes. The bridge of her nose stung where the bra hooks had chafed against her skin. She could not see or feel Jack, but sensed his presence behind her. Heard his breathing, calmer than before, but still elevated."You've been very good, Nina," Jack said, somehow more gently than before. "You've done as I said. You've given me exactly what I want. And now I'm going to give you exactly what you want.""What's that, sir?" Nina said, although she had a pretty good idea."Get on your hands and knees."Nina did so, unable to prevent a small moan of anticipation from escaping her lips. She knew what was coming now.During their weekend in Santa Barbara, Nina had begged Jack repeatedly to fuck her in the ass. He had done everything else – fucked her mouth, fingered her g-spot until she gushed all over him, fucked her cunt from every angle and position the two of them could think up, gone down on her until she lost her voice for screaming in ecstasy – but when she asked him to do that, he demurred, saying they could do it "some time later." And by the time it was later, he had already decided to go back to Teri, and there was nothing she could do about it. What had changed his mind now, she wondered?Jack unfastened the belt from Nina's ankles and tossed it aside. She heard cloth brush against skin as he took off his jacket and shirt, laying them carefully on the seat. She tried to turn her head around, the better to get a look at his glorious chest and arms, but he yanked her head back to its original position. That was the worst part of all this, Nina thought to herself – being denied the sight of this beautiful man even as he brought her to new heights in the midst of her degradation. It was like being in a state of permanent solar eclipse.Nina felt Jack kneel behind her, felt his hand move against her skin, stroking her ass, the cold metal of the knife contrasting with the warmth of his hand. The gesture was gentle but possessive, as though he were claiming her as his property. She felt the chain that she had noticed around his neck dangling against her back, a small, thick metal circle attached to the end. She wondered what it was, but dared not ask him."Do you want this, Nina?""Yes.""What did you say?""Yes, sir.""Louder, bitch.""Sir! Yes sir! Sir, this bitch would like you to fuck her in the ass! With your big hard cock! Sir!” She saw his other hand come in front of her field of vision, the palm at her mouth. "Spit."She spat. He rubbed the saliva all in and around her asshole, making sure it got in there. She then heard him spit on his own hand and heard the wet sound against his own flesh, making sure he was well-lubed. Then she heard him remove the chain from his neck and dangled it in front of her face. It was a ring. A simple, metal band."Do you know what this is, Nina?""A ring.""What ring.""Your wedding ring, Jack. Sir.""Do you know what I'm going to do with it?""No, sir.""I'm going to make you taste it, you worthless piece of ass," Jack spat. "I want you to taste it while I'm screwing you in your filthy asshole, so that you can feel exactly what I've lost. Do you want that, Nina?"What could she possibly lose by being frank now? "No, sir."Jack chuckled bitterly. "Good." He slipped the loop of the chain around her neck. "Now open up."Nina opened her mouth to receive the ring, then gasped in pain as he twisted the chain, yanking it tightly so that it cut into her mouth and her head was lifted back into an upright position. Then, with his other hand, he slowly, carefully spread her legs and guided his massive throbbing cock into her ass.Nina gasped again and moaned, pain mixed in with pleasure as she felt his hugeness sink deeper and deeper within her. He began to move in and out, slowly at first, with long, deep strokes; he was so long that there was absolutely no slippage. He was down on one knee, the other one propped up for leverage. The hand not holding the chain grabbed her by the hip, pulling her back towards him for maximum penetration. The knife, she noticed, was no longer in his hand. When had he put it down?Jack's strokes got steadily faster. She felt his hand tremble as he held the chain, making her own head bobble slightly. Her tits rocked in motion with the truck; the sensation only enhanced the ones she was feeling below the waist. She tried to move her head down so that she could breathe more easily, but the force in Jack's hand never wavered. The metal tasted cold and sweet in Nina's mouth, a slight salty tinge the only evidence it had been nestled against Jack's skin in this heat.Jack was beyond words. He let out an animal noise that sounded like something between a moan and a growl. He began to drill her ass in earnest, pumping into her unmercifully. She could feel the metal chain starting to cut into the corners of her mouth, and almost gagged on the ring nestled like a horse's bit in her mouth. The hand holding her hip slipped between her legs and started dithering her clit, rubbing it so expertly that an involuntary shudder went through her body, drawing her back against Jack's pelvis.God, the pumping. The pain. The hugeness. The pleasure. The stroking. Jack finally giving her exactly what she wanted, the taste of his defeat, his lowest hour, sitting like a curse between her teeth. And then he yanked her head almost all the way back, at the same time as his hand worked her clit even harder than before, and she screamed and shook and came, over and over, and the roar in her head was so loud that it almost drowned out the sound of Jack's roar as he reached his own climax, pumping load after load of hot, steaming come deep inside her, until he finally collapsed on top of her, almost flattening her on the ground. His hands dropped to the side, his head to the space between her neck and shoulder. She felt his chest hair, wet with sweat, pressing against her back, felt his heart beating madly – and then, all of a sudden, felt his chest erupt with uncontrollable shaking and realized he was sobbing, intoning his wife's name under his breath: "Teri, Teri, Teri, oh my God, Teri, I'm so sorry, sweetheart, Teri, I'm so sorry, Teri, Teri, Teri; "Nina had no idea what to say. She wasn't sorry she had killed Teri – that had been strictly business – but she had no idea how to react to seeing a tough, hard man like Jack Bauer breaking down in tears, weeping like an infant. She felt the hot salt water in little streams down her shoulder, running down her torso until the tears dropped off her nipples onto the floor of the Humvee. He remained like that, crying helplessly, repeating Teri, Teri, Teri, as though saying her name would bring her back like Eurydice from the gates of Hades.The truck lurched to a halt. Jack, pulling himself together almost as instantaneously as he had broken down, put the ring's chain back around his neck, then pulled on his shirt and jacket, as well as a pair of sunglasses from his jacket pocket. Instantly the tough, unreachable CTU agent again. He wiped roughly under his eyes and nose, picked up his things, and went to the exit.Gazing at Nina, he saw a disheveled wreck of a woman, shirt open, undergarments in shreds, pants down. She could feel a stream of semen leaking out of her asshole and down her thigh. She returned Jack's gaze, an unreadable look in her eyes. He squatted for a second, picked up a half-empty bottle of water, screwed on the top, and threw it at her, bouncing it off her chest. He opened the door to exit the truck. Turning back to look at her one last time, he said, without an ounce of emotion in his voice:"Clean yourself up."And then he was gone.By Talking Bowl for Literotica.

Well we are here. The last proper season of 24 being done and dusted. And it's a bit of a sad occasion as we now no longer ever get to talk about Kiefer Sutherland and Jack Bauer. BOO! But we do get one more chance to bring you a season recap of a proper season of 24 as we get to talk one more time about the ‘London Season' of 24 and give our final take on season nine of the show! How underrated is this season? Should this season be talked about more? Is this a better ending to the show than we saw last season? And have we gotten over emo Chloe? These questions will be answered and more, as well as our last takes on all things Jack, Audrey, Tate Donovan and London! We then get all the moments that were big and shift them into our final proper top five moments of a season, before then dreading the handover to the rubbish that will be 24: Legacy. Tick it into your ears people! You won't regret it! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

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Jack Bauer in London. It sounds like a holiday right? Well when it's a season of 24, you know it's not going to be a holiday! And today we find out why as we move into our latest recap of the ninth season by looking at episode four, 2pm-3pm! How tense is this episode and how much does that add to it? How much are we loving Margot and does she need more appreciation as a villain? How scared are we for our fingers in this episode? How many top five moments are in this episode? How much are we liking Kate all of a sudden? Where does John Boyega go after this episode? Do we like Jack just punching random people? Why is Chloe becoming more annoying? And who is random Lithuanian guy and do we like him and is he actually Lithuanian? Tick it up and listen in for another epic episode! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

This week the guys discuss dropkicks, Halloween, Hades, Wild Robot, Jack Bauer, Mel's MRI scan, and so much more! – http://linktree.com/thegmgpod – All of our links can be found on the LinkTree link including our audio podcast (Apple, Spotify, etc.), YouTube, Twitch streaming channels, Discord, Patreon, GMG Merchandise, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and E-Mail. – Listen as Lucas, Patrick, Marc, and Ryan also talk about video games, TV, movies, sports, Jesus, but most importantly, life...the greatest and most difficult game of all. And you shouldn't go at it alone, so we are gonna do it with you on this fine morning.

¡Vótame en los Premios iVoox 2024! Jack Bauer nos interroga a todos en este especial sobre la serie de acción que revolucionó la televisión en su día y que, temporada tras temporada, subió el listón hasta límites difíciles de superar: 24. En este primer especial de dos sobre 24, los agentes de campo Rafa Pajis, Alvaro Gekko, Manuel Callejo y Antonio Runa, analizarán las primeras cinco temporadas de la saga. No seas un topo de la UAT y escucha el monográfico. Escucha el episodio completo en la app de iVoox, o descubre todo el catálogo de iVoox Originals

¡Vótame en los Premios iVoox 2024! Jack Bauer vuelve con este segundo y último monográfico de la serie 24. Rafa Pajis, Alvaro Gekko, Manuel Callejo y Antonio Runa serán los agentes de campo de la UAT encargados de la misión de analizar la sexta temporada hasta la final, Vive Otro Día, incluyendo alguna que otra película, videojuegos, cómics y un breve pero intenso vistazo a la lista de chistes con Jack Bauer como protagonista. Escucha el único podcast que transcurre en tiempo real. Escucha LODE, La Órbita de Endor. Escucha el episodio completo en la app de iVoox, o descubre todo el catálogo de iVoox Originals

The final season of 24 is here! Well, the original final season of 24, as we get into the eighth season of the show that initially was the last! And to kick things off we have to of course go over episode one of the season, 4pm-5pm! Why are we enjoying this episode, even if it's maybe some of the worst writing and acting we've seen so far? Why is Ben so critical of the start time? Are we already sick of Ben going off about the New York setting? Have we discovered the worst character in the history of the show? How excited are we to get to some Anil Kapoor, Freddie Prinze Jr and Katee Sackhoff? Why have we found a new word for Jack Bauer killing people? And have they just recast the same actor to a different character in this premiere or is she actually someone famous who we don't recognise? It's all here and more in one hell of a premiere! So get to listening! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

In this bonus episode Nat and Jo hear from listeners about their favourite TV heroes, ranging from proper 'heroes' like Jack Bauer in 24 to absolute icons like Pam in Gavin and Stacey. Plus Nat tries to explain to Jo what a 'hun' is.Natalie Cassidy and Joanna Page chat about all things on and off the telly. What they can't stop watching, what they definitely aren't going to bother with, new releases and comforting classics – TV is timeless and no telly is out of bounds. As well as having a natter about what's on TV, they share backstage goss from the world of telly, whilst also cracking up about the more humbling moments in their lives. Self-confessed TV addicts and stars of two of the biggest shows on our screens, EastEnders and Gavin and Stacey, Natalie and Joanna are the perfect companions to see what's occurring on and off the telly.Get in touch by sending us a message or voice note via WhatsApp to 03306 784704.Hosts: Natalie Cassidy and Joanna Page Producer: Georgia Keating Executive Producer: Richard Morris Commissioning Editor: Rhian Roberts Production Co-ordinator: Becky Carewe-Jeffries Sounds Editor: Arlie Adlington Music by MCassoOff The Telly is a BBC Studios Audio Production for BBC Sounds.

I am joined by Lindsay Smith and Ken Schneck to discuss Jack Bauer, Ken's newest venture and that little arson problem that sometimes happens.

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Jack Bauer gives Nina Myers more than expected.Based on a post by Talking Bowl. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Nina Myers stared at Jack Bauer, a mixture of fear and vulnerability in her eyes. Just moments before, Ed, who had been sent along with Jack to help guard her on the truck ride to the airport, had slumped over unconscious into Jack’s lap, the victim of a ‘mickey', which the rogue CTU agent had slipped into his bottled water. It had taken her tired mind, already rattled by Jack’s previous violent interrogations back at HQ, a few minutes to process the full implication of the look on his face. To see the faintest trace of a smirk that played across his lips, and realize that he had been in the process of outwitting her, even as she had thought she was doing the same to him. Her previous taunts faded from her lips, and she stared at him in fear, dry-mouthed, her heart thumping in anticipation.For what seemed like an eternity, they did not speak. The only noise came from the dull roar of the engine, the rattle of the truck as it jostled down the road, the almost imperceptible sound of their breathing, and Nina’s heartbeat, which, although only she could hear it, was almost deafening to her ears. Finally, she licked her lips, swallowed hard, and screwing up her bravado, said:“You got me, Jack.” The words came out in a husky croak. He did not speak or move. Clearing her throat and holding her head a little higher, she tried again.“What are you going to do to me now, Jack? Kill me?”“I would never give you the satisfaction,” he hissed. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he started to move towards her, bracing himself against the pitch and roll of the vehicle.“What, then?” Bolder still. “Beat the shit out of me? Leave me unconscious for the guards to find, and then say I slipped and fell?"Or is it a mind-fuck;” (she caressed the word fuck, trying to make him savor it) “you want? Interrogate me a little more, try to make me piss myself, and hope I’ll end up blubbering everything to you? Even you can’t be that naïve,” Nina sneered. “Don’t forget, Jack, I’m as good at this as you are.”Jack smirked. “Not quite.” He was halfway towards her now. “Don’t forget who’s in chains here.”“And why is that, Jack? Because I got away with something you never thought I could? Because I did it right under your nose and you never had a goddamn clue?” Fire glinted in her eyes. “Because you had the chance to kill me, but you just didn’t have the balls to; ”Nina’s words turned into a yelp as Jack’s hand shot out from his arm, grabbing her by the throat. The momentum of his grasp was so great that it lifted Nina out of her seat, until she was standing tilted back against the honeycombed metal walls of the truck. He rammed his torso against hers, pinning her in place, and put his face so close to hers that she could practically taste his hot breath with her tongue. The musky scent of his skin filled her nostrils, bringing back lewd memories despite the pain at her throat. Voiceless, she croaked out;“Jack; let go; ”“Beg me,” he snarled.“What?”“Beg me, Nina.”“; please; ”“Please what?”She stared at him blankly.“Please what!” He tightened his grip, making her choke anew. “You may not work for me anymore, Nina, but you are still under my command! And as long as you are under my command! You will do! As I fucking say!” His face was flushed red, his breast heaving with exertion. “Now Please, fucking what?”“Please; Sir; ”“What?” His voice suddenly dropped in volume to a husky purr, and he put his ear up to her mouth. “What was that? Speak up, I can’t hear you.”Nina tried to speak, but could only make choking noises. Realizing he had made it impossible for her to carry out his orders, Jack loosened his grip on her throat, ever so slightly. Trying again, Nina gasped out:“Please; sir; will you let go of my throat?”Without a word, Jack let go of Nina’s throat, but kept his body pinned against hers. Nina gasped as the air rushed back into her lungs. Her breathing was still slightly constricted from the pressure of Jack’s weight against her ribs and diaphragm, but at least she no longer felt as if she were drowning for lack of air.Silence again, more charged than before. Jack’s mouth by her ear, hers by his. Breathing in tandem, as much out of force of habit as out of comfort in their close quarters. Nina became aware of the fact that Jack’s pelvis was pressed up against hers. Was it intentional? You never could tell, with Jack.“So you’re not going to kill me, Jack.”He said nothing.“And you’re not going to beat me up, either.”No response. She thought she could read agreement on his face, but wasn’t sure.“Then what are you going to do to me?” A slight note of fear in her voice, more than she would have liked, which she tried immediately to push away.He turned his face and looked her dead in the eye. His left hand crept around the back of her head, cupping it for support. He leaned in closer and, a trace of the arrogant smirk still on his lips, hissed at her:“Anything. I. Want.”Nina knew it was true. He could do anything at all to her, and would most likely get away with it. Even if he were found out, who at CTU would defend her at this point? It took all her inner steel to avoid breaking down in tears at the thought.Jack’s face drew even closer to Nina’s. His breath felt warm on her face, yet his eyes still glittered with hatred. For a second, she thought he might strike her. Bite her. Spit in her face.Instead, to her surprise, she felt Jack’s lips burning on hers. His tongue battered its way into her mouth as he kissed her violently. This time, there was lust mixed in with his anger, and the mixture sent a shiver through Nina in spite of herself. Almost instantaneously, she was furious both at him for taking advantage of her like this, and at herself for – she had to admit it – liking it.There was no doubt Jack was enjoying it too, in his own perverse way – the steadily fattening bulge in his jeans, burning against Nina’s thigh, was proof enough of that. Not much blood going to his head right now, thought Nina. Seeing a chance to regain her edge in the situation, she kissed him back with gusto, trying to turn him on as much as possible. Just give him a nice big hard-on, and pretty soon he’d be weak enough to ease up on her. Ask her if the shackles were hurting her. Reach for the key and undo her, and just when he thought she wouldn’t try to get away –All of a sudden, Nina felt Jack simultaneously disengage from her mouth and crotch. The hand that had been resting at the base of her skull only moments before yanked her head back by the roots of her hair, so far that she could barely breathe. Jack stood up, by now gasping for breath. His face was red; his erection strained the seams of the well-worn denim clinging to his lower body. Yet he seemed completely in control, both of himself and of her. Nina’s mouth and pelvis burned at the withdrawal of his venomous lust, at the same time as her mind cried out in fury at being foiled by his ever-calculating mind.“You thought you’d get off that easy, you piece of shit?” Jack shook his head in mock amazement. He leaned his face back in to hers and hissed:“I fucking own you. Do you understand me, you little cunt?”“Yes.“"Yes what, ass rag?”“Sir! Yes sir!” Nina shouted. Her humiliation fueled her arousal.Jack let go of her hair, shoving her head forward so hard that Nina was sure her neck was broken. She saw him kneel on the floor and go through Ed’s pockets, searching for the key to the cuffs that bound her wrists and ankles together. She willed her facial muscles to remain neutral, but permitted herself an inward smile of triumph. Santa Barbara all over again. She had him by the balls.Jack found the keys, tried several of them before finding the right one, and undid the cuff attached to her broad leather belt and the one that connected her ankles to her wrists via a narrow metal chain. He disengaged those bonds completely and tossed them on the floor. She shifted slightly, anticipating the release of her hands and feet, but to her surprise, he left those cuffs on, throwing the keys over his shoulder, where they bounced off of Ed’s inert body and skidded across the floor.Gingerly bracing his body against the truck’s motion, Jack walked back towards Nina, the small smirk back on his lips. His left hand grabbed the chains binding her wrists and shoved them behind her neck, so that her hands were practically behind her head. Quick as a flash, she saw his right hand reach for something, heard the well-oiled flick of a blade popping out of its sheath, and before she knew it, Jack had a knife at her throat. MicroTek Halo, she registered.“Now,” he said, all business despite his barely concealed rage. “If you try to pull any more shit on me, or disobey me in any way, I will hurt you in ways you could only imagine. You’ll fucking pray for death before I’m through with you. Understood?”“Yes, sir.”“Good,” he said. He gently caressed her cheek with the butt of the knife, a twisted mockery of a tender lover’s gesture. “Now lean back so that your head is touching the wall. Slowly.”Trembling, she complied. As she did so, she noticed that her lower body tilted out over the seating bank, pelvis forward, legs splayed, as though she were presenting herself to him. Jack had planned it that way, no doubt. How like him, she thought bitterly.His left hand released her wrists, then traveled down to the front of her drab prison uniform. The hand holding the knife never left her throat. One by one, he undid the buttons, his thumb and forefinger working to pop each button gently yet firmly out of its hole. When he reached the buckle on her belt, he paused, as though contemplating his next move. Still acting one-handed, he loosened the tooth of the buckle from its leather hole so that the belt hung slack around her waist, then pulled it slowly down her thighs, almost to her knees.“Put your knees together.”She did so, wordlessly. He cinched the belt tightly around her legs, so that her loins touched each other. He chuckled softly to himself.“Just think. If you’d kept your knees together before, none of this would have happened.”“Jack; ” she began to protest, forgetting herself.“Shut up.” He barely raised his voice, but she knew he meant it. She obeyed, but her eyes glittered with anger and frustration.Jack continued his slow, methodical unbuttoning of her uniform top, until he had undone the very last button. Then, in one supple motion, he yanked down her uniform bottom around the belt, exposing her plain white cotton panties. He then stood back up, replaced the point of the blade where it had been before, and pushed the fabric of the top far enough off her shoulders to expose the straps of the cheap standard-issue bra they had permitted her in prison. He smirked again, reading her mind – he knew how much she liked nice underwear, and how much it humiliated her to have to wear cheap, unflattering crap. Before she could even gasp in shock, he had cut both the straps with the knife, so that the bra hung loosely around her tits. He pulled down the fabric on each cup, one at a time, so that each nipple was just barely exposed. Nina’s nipples had been fully soft in the steamy heat of the truck, but as Jack knowingly circled his thumb around her right one, they both watched it harden at his touch.“Is this what you’re going to do to me, Jack?” Nina spat in a low voice. “Tear my clothes off and fuck me in the back of this truck?”Jack said nothing. The hand with the knife slipped around behind her neck until his hand rested between her neck and shoulder, as though embracing her, but with the blade still pointed where it could hurt her if need be. His other thumb left her right nipple and started massaging her left one. He gazed directly at it, both pleased and fascinated by the effect he was having on her body in spite of itself. Nina’s face flushed, but she continued:“How do you think you’re going to explain yourself when we get to the airport and the guards find me like this? Do you think they’re going to just hand you your Get Out of Jail Free card and say, ‘Okay, Jack, just don’t let it happen again?’ Even you can’t be that crazy.”At this, Jack pinched her nipple – hard – between his thumb and forefinger. Nina yelped involuntarily, then held back another gasp as he continued to roll it around in his grasp, firmly yet – could it be? – gently. He continued to switch off, from left tit to right and back again, until he was sure both nipples were painfully hard, and then smiled again ever so slightly in satisfaction. Nina was almost wincing at the effects of her own arousal, but she somehow managed to hold herself in check.He had another command for her:“Hold still.”Nina’s throat was too dry to respond. She could only gaze dumbly as she watched the arm holding the Halo slip back from around her neck, slip up under her bra with the blade facing outward, and position itself right at the junction of the bra’s two soft cups. With a sudden burst of force, Jack grabbed the bra with his other hand, braced against her for support, and cut Nina’s bra open. A small, animal sound escaped from the captive woman’s throat as the bra’s support lapsed and her breasts fell to their sides. Even before, when she and Jack had been lovers and she had shown herself naked in front of him for the first time, she had never felt this exposed. Or this turned on.And then Jack’s head was bent, he was kneeling, his firm hot mouth burning on her nipple, the knifeless palm grabbing her other tit and kneading it for all it was worth. Nina closed her eyes and felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. Rage in her mind, fear in her heart, heat in her cunt.“Santa Barbara was business, Jack.” She tried to sound cold and calculating, but her rising libido betrayed her. “I needed you to trust me. I needed you on my side. If you think you’re reawakening an old flame or something, you’re a bigger fool than I though. I saw my chance and I took it. End of story.”Jack pulled his face away from her nipple and nuzzled between her breasts. He worked his way down slowly, tortuously, towards her stomach, his lips and teeth moving in stinging, sucking bites that Nina was sure would leave readily visible marks. Marks the guards would see, that would make them ask questions, that would – oh, GOD, his tongue was in her navel, he was working it around, hot DAMN that man was good with his mouth; shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, he was moving lower, lower still, but how the hell would he get her panties off with this fucking belt around her thighs, what was he, crazy?Again, the knife made an appearance. Again, Jack was grasping some piece of clothing on her body, trying to rip it off of her. First one side, then the other, along both seams of those hideous fucking granny panties that made her look like a friggin’ hippo.“I’ll just rid you of those,” he said, knowingly. The bastard was actually grinning. Then, as though performing a parlor trick, he whipped out her shredded panties from under her uniform, and Nina again yelped as the fabric stung her swollen clit and aching lips. He was enjoying this. Cocksucker.“I don’t hate you, you know, Jack.” Trying to retain at least a shred of composure. “I didn’t love you, either. None of this was ever personal.”His mouth continued its searing path down her stomach, pausing as he lowered himself further still to give the tip of his turned-up nose a chance to nuzzle her dark pubic thatch.“Oh, sure, I liked you all right. You were a decent guy. A good agent. An above-average fuck, when you got the chance. But no fuck is worth jeopardizing – AH!”Jack had nipped the sensitive skin just above her clitoral hood. He hadn’t bit very hard, but the area was so engorged with the blood of Nina’s hotly stoked lust that her eyes watered with pain. And then she could feel his hot breath on her, his mouth so close, but still not touching. Waiting. Teasing. Bastard. His tongue flicking, ever so lightly, over the painfully erect surface area of her sex, teasing her some more. Come on, motherfucker, get it over with.And then he was done teasing her, his mouth, his glorious mouth was on her, encircling her, inside her, licking and sucking her lips, her hood, her clit, fucking her with his tongue, tasting her wet hot slippery salty arousal. The man gave dynamite head, and he knew it, and she remembered it now more than ever. And as he got more and more into it, he yanked the belt down around her ankles and grabbed her by the hips and slammed her ass down on the seat – Nina was moaning steadily by now, no longer able to control herself – and spread her legs as far apart as they would go and oh my GOD he just kept eating her and eating her and eating her and –What? Why did he just -Jack stopped. He pulled his face away from her and squatted back on his heels, his hands still braced against her inner thighs. He had a wicked glint in his eyes and Nina’s slick, clear juices all over his mouth and chin. She could feel his fingertips tickling the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs, just barely touching, but enough to let her know he was doing it deliberately. His tongue darted out lasciviously and licked some of it off his face, savoring the taste when he put his tongue back in his mouth.“Want some?” He grinned, arose slightly, and leaned in for another kiss.Nina reared back reflexively, again banging her head on the wall, but Jack was too quick for her, and his tongue darted between her lips before she could muster the strength to force him out. It really didn’t taste that bad, she thought. A slight marine tang, but nothing to gag over. It was more the way Jack was forcing it upon her, violating her mouth with his, that made her want to bite him, force him out, tell him to fuck himself.Then, as suddenly as he had begun, he stopped. He reached behind her for her mangled bra, which had fallen on the seat behind her. Then he had a command:“Stand up.”Nina obeyed as best she could, bracing herself against the Humvee's momentum and willing strength into her quivering knees. Jack bound the bra around her eyes, whipping her around to tie it in the back so that it could serve as a makeshift blindfold. Then he turned her back around, this time more slowly but still firmly. Another command:“On your knees.”Nina had a pretty good idea of what

Jack Bauer gives Nina Myers more than expected.Based on a post by Talking Bowl. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Nina Myers stared at Jack Bauer, a mixture of fear and vulnerability in her eyes. Just moments before, Ed, who had been sent along with Jack to help guard her on the truck ride to the airport, had slumped over unconscious into Jack’s lap, the victim of a ‘mickey', which the rogue CTU agent had slipped into his bottled water. It had taken her tired mind, already rattled by Jack’s previous violent interrogations back at HQ, a few minutes to process the full implication of the look on his face. To see the faintest trace of a smirk that played across his lips, and realize that he had been in the process of outwitting her, even as she had thought she was doing the same to him. Her previous taunts faded from her lips, and she stared at him in fear, dry-mouthed, her heart thumping in anticipation.For what seemed like an eternity, they did not speak. The only noise came from the dull roar of the engine, the rattle of the truck as it jostled down the road, the almost imperceptible sound of their breathing, and Nina’s heartbeat, which, although only she could hear it, was almost deafening to her ears. Finally, she licked her lips, swallowed hard, and screwing up her bravado, said:“You got me, Jack.” The words came out in a husky croak. He did not speak or move. Clearing her throat and holding her head a little higher, she tried again.“What are you going to do to me now, Jack? Kill me?”“I would never give you the satisfaction,” he hissed. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, he started to move towards her, bracing himself against the pitch and roll of the vehicle.“What, then?” Bolder still. “Beat the shit out of me? Leave me unconscious for the guards to find, and then say I slipped and fell?"Or is it a mind-fuck;” (she caressed the word fuck, trying to make him savor it) “you want? Interrogate me a little more, try to make me piss myself, and hope I’ll end up blubbering everything to you? Even you can’t be that naïve,” Nina sneered. “Don’t forget, Jack, I’m as good at this as you are.”Jack smirked. “Not quite.” He was halfway towards her now. “Don’t forget who’s in chains here.”“And why is that, Jack? Because I got away with something you never thought I could? Because I did it right under your nose and you never had a goddamn clue?” Fire glinted in her eyes. “Because you had the chance to kill me, but you just didn’t have the balls to; ”Nina’s words turned into a yelp as Jack’s hand shot out from his arm, grabbing her by the throat. The momentum of his grasp was so great that it lifted Nina out of her seat, until she was standing tilted back against the honeycombed metal walls of the truck. He rammed his torso against hers, pinning her in place, and put his face so close to hers that she could practically taste his hot breath with her tongue. The musky scent of his skin filled her nostrils, bringing back lewd memories despite the pain at her throat. Voiceless, she croaked out;“Jack; let go; ”“Beg me,” he snarled.“What?”“Beg me, Nina.”“; please; ”“Please what?”She stared at him blankly.“Please what!” He tightened his grip, making her choke anew. “You may not work for me anymore, Nina, but you are still under my command! And as long as you are under my command! You will do! As I fucking say!” His face was flushed red, his breast heaving with exertion. “Now Please, fucking what?”“Please; Sir; ”“What?” His voice suddenly dropped in volume to a husky purr, and he put his ear up to her mouth. “What was that? Speak up, I can’t hear you.”Nina tried to speak, but could only make choking noises. Realizing he had made it impossible for her to carry out his orders, Jack loosened his grip on her throat, ever so slightly. Trying again, Nina gasped out:“Please; sir; will you let go of my throat?”Without a word, Jack let go of Nina’s throat, but kept his body pinned against hers. Nina gasped as the air rushed back into her lungs. Her breathing was still slightly constricted from the pressure of Jack’s weight against her ribs and diaphragm, but at least she no longer felt as if she were drowning for lack of air.Silence again, more charged than before. Jack’s mouth by her ear, hers by his. Breathing in tandem, as much out of force of habit as out of comfort in their close quarters. Nina became aware of the fact that Jack’s pelvis was pressed up against hers. Was it intentional? You never could tell, with Jack.“So you’re not going to kill me, Jack.”He said nothing.“And you’re not going to beat me up, either.”No response. She thought she could read agreement on his face, but wasn’t sure.“Then what are you going to do to me?” A slight note of fear in her voice, more than she would have liked, which she tried immediately to push away.He turned his face and looked her dead in the eye. His left hand crept around the back of her head, cupping it for support. He leaned in closer and, a trace of the arrogant smirk still on his lips, hissed at her:“Anything. I. Want.”Nina knew it was true. He could do anything at all to her, and would most likely get away with it. Even if he were found out, who at CTU would defend her at this point? It took all her inner steel to avoid breaking down in tears at the thought.Jack’s face drew even closer to Nina’s. His breath felt warm on her face, yet his eyes still glittered with hatred. For a second, she thought he might strike her. Bite her. Spit in her face.Instead, to her surprise, she felt Jack’s lips burning on hers. His tongue battered its way into her mouth as he kissed her violently. This time, there was lust mixed in with his anger, and the mixture sent a shiver through Nina in spite of herself. Almost instantaneously, she was furious both at him for taking advantage of her like this, and at herself for – she had to admit it – liking it.There was no doubt Jack was enjoying it too, in his own perverse way – the steadily fattening bulge in his jeans, burning against Nina’s thigh, was proof enough of that. Not much blood going to his head right now, thought Nina. Seeing a chance to regain her edge in the situation, she kissed him back with gusto, trying to turn him on as much as possible. Just give him a nice big hard-on, and pretty soon he’d be weak enough to ease up on her. Ask her if the shackles were hurting her. Reach for the key and undo her, and just when he thought she wouldn’t try to get away –All of a sudden, Nina felt Jack simultaneously disengage from her mouth and crotch. The hand that had been resting at the base of her skull only moments before yanked her head back by the roots of her hair, so far that she could barely breathe. Jack stood up, by now gasping for breath. His face was red; his erection strained the seams of the well-worn denim clinging to his lower body. Yet he seemed completely in control, both of himself and of her. Nina’s mouth and pelvis burned at the withdrawal of his venomous lust, at the same time as her mind cried out in fury at being foiled by his ever-calculating mind.“You thought you’d get off that easy, you piece of shit?” Jack shook his head in mock amazement. He leaned his face back in to hers and hissed:“I fucking own you. Do you understand me, you little cunt?”“Yes.“"Yes what, ass rag?”“Sir! Yes sir!” Nina shouted. Her humiliation fueled her arousal.Jack let go of her hair, shoving her head forward so hard that Nina was sure her neck was broken. She saw him kneel on the floor and go through Ed’s pockets, searching for the key to the cuffs that bound her wrists and ankles together. She willed her facial muscles to remain neutral, but permitted herself an inward smile of triumph. Santa Barbara all over again. She had him by the balls.Jack found the keys, tried several of them before finding the right one, and undid the cuff attached to her broad leather belt and the one that connected her ankles to her wrists via a narrow metal chain. He disengaged those bonds completely and tossed them on the floor. She shifted slightly, anticipating the release of her hands and feet, but to her surprise, he left those cuffs on, throwing the keys over his shoulder, where they bounced off of Ed’s inert body and skidded across the floor.Gingerly bracing his body against the truck’s motion, Jack walked back towards Nina, the small smirk back on his lips. His left hand grabbed the chains binding her wrists and shoved them behind her neck, so that her hands were practically behind her head. Quick as a flash, she saw his right hand reach for something, heard the well-oiled flick of a blade popping out of its sheath, and before she knew it, Jack had a knife at her throat. MicroTek Halo, she registered.“Now,” he said, all business despite his barely concealed rage. “If you try to pull any more shit on me, or disobey me in any way, I will hurt you in ways you could only imagine. You’ll fucking pray for death before I’m through with you. Understood?”“Yes, sir.”“Good,” he said. He gently caressed her cheek with the butt of the knife, a twisted mockery of a tender lover’s gesture. “Now lean back so that your head is touching the wall. Slowly.”Trembling, she complied. As she did so, she noticed that her lower body tilted out over the seating bank, pelvis forward, legs splayed, as though she were presenting herself to him. Jack had planned it that way, no doubt. How like him, she thought bitterly.His left hand released her wrists, then traveled down to the front of her drab prison uniform. The hand holding the knife never left her throat. One by one, he undid the buttons, his thumb and forefinger working to pop each button gently yet firmly out of its hole. When he reached the buckle on her belt, he paused, as though contemplating his next move. Still acting one-handed, he loosened the tooth of the buckle from its leather hole so that the belt hung slack around her waist, then pulled it slowly down her thighs, almost to her knees.“Put your knees together.”She did so, wordlessly. He cinched the belt tightly around her legs, so that her loins touched each other. He chuckled softly to himself.“Just think. If you’d kept your knees together before, none of this would have happened.”“Jack; ” she began to protest, forgetting herself.“Shut up.” He barely raised his voice, but she knew he meant it. She obeyed, but her eyes glittered with anger and frustration.Jack continued his slow, methodical unbuttoning of her uniform top, until he had undone the very last button. Then, in one supple motion, he yanked down her uniform bottom around the belt, exposing her plain white cotton panties. He then stood back up, replaced the point of the blade where it had been before, and pushed the fabric of the top far enough off her shoulders to expose the straps of the cheap standard-issue bra they had permitted her in prison. He smirked again, reading her mind – he knew how much she liked nice underwear, and how much it humiliated her to have to wear cheap, unflattering crap. Before she could even gasp in shock, he had cut both the straps with the knife, so that the bra hung loosely around her tits. He pulled down the fabric on each cup, one at a time, so that each nipple was just barely exposed. Nina’s nipples had been fully soft in the steamy heat of the truck, but as Jack knowingly circled his thumb around her right one, they both watched it harden at his touch.“Is this what you’re going to do to me, Jack?” Nina spat in a low voice. “Tear my clothes off and fuck me in the back of this truck?”Jack said nothing. The hand with the knife slipped around behind her neck until his hand rested between her neck and shoulder, as though embracing her, but with the blade still pointed where it could hurt her if need be. His other thumb left her right nipple and started massaging her left one. He gazed directly at it, both pleased and fascinated by the effect he was having on her body in spite of itself. Nina’s face flushed, but she continued:“How do you think you’re going to explain yourself when we get to the airport and the guards find me like this? Do you think they’re going to just hand you your Get Out of Jail Free card and say, ‘Okay, Jack, just don’t let it happen again?’ Even you can’t be that crazy.”At this, Jack pinched her nipple – hard – between his thumb and forefinger. Nina yelped involuntarily, then held back another gasp as he continued to roll it around in his grasp, firmly yet – could it be? – gently. He continued to switch off, from left tit to right and back again, until he was sure both nipples were painfully hard, and then smiled again ever so slightly in satisfaction. Nina was almost wincing at the effects of her own arousal, but she somehow managed to hold herself in check.He had another command for her:“Hold still.”Nina’s throat was too dry to respond. She could only gaze dumbly as she watched the arm holding the Halo slip back from around her neck, slip up under her bra with the blade facing outward, and position itself right at the junction of the bra’s two soft cups. With a sudden burst of force, Jack grabbed the bra with his other hand, braced against her for support, and cut Nina’s bra open. A small, animal sound escaped from the captive woman’s throat as the bra’s support lapsed and her breasts fell to their sides. Even before, when she and Jack had been lovers and she had shown herself naked in front of him for the first time, she had never felt this exposed. Or this turned on.And then Jack’s head was bent, he was kneeling, his firm hot mouth burning on her nipple, the knifeless palm grabbing her other tit and kneading it for all it was worth. Nina closed her eyes and felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. Rage in her mind, fear in her heart, heat in her cunt.“Santa Barbara was business, Jack.” She tried to sound cold and calculating, but her rising libido betrayed her. “I needed you to trust me. I needed you on my side. If you think you’re reawakening an old flame or something, you’re a bigger fool than I though. I saw my chance and I took it. End of story.”Jack pulled his face away from her nipple and nuzzled between her breasts. He worked his way down slowly, tortuously, towards her stomach, his lips and teeth moving in stinging, sucking bites that Nina was sure would leave readily visible marks. Marks the guards would see, that would make them ask questions, that would – oh, GOD, his tongue was in her navel, he was working it around, hot DAMN that man was good with his mouth; shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, he was moving lower, lower still, but how the hell would he get her panties off with this fucking belt around her thighs, what was he, crazy?Again, the knife made an appearance. Again, Jack was grasping some piece of clothing on her body, trying to rip it off of her. First one side, then the other, along both seams of those hideous fucking granny panties that made her look like a friggin’ hippo.“I’ll just rid you of those,” he said, knowingly. The bastard was actually grinning. Then, as though performing a parlor trick, he whipped out her shredded panties from under her uniform, and Nina again yelped as the fabric stung her swollen clit and aching lips. He was enjoying this. Cocksucker.“I don’t hate you, you know, Jack.” Trying to retain at least a shred of composure. “I didn’t love you, either. None of this was ever personal.”His mouth continued its searing path down her stomach, pausing as he lowered himself further still to give the tip of his turned-up nose a chance to nuzzle her dark pubic thatch.“Oh, sure, I liked you all right. You were a decent guy. A good agent. An above-average fuck, when you got the chance. But no fuck is worth jeopardizing – AH!”Jack had nipped the sensitive skin just above her clitoral hood. He hadn’t bit very hard, but the area was so engorged with the blood of Nina’s hotly stoked lust that her eyes watered with pain. And then she could feel his hot breath on her, his mouth so close, but still not touching. Waiting. Teasing. Bastard. His tongue flicking, ever so lightly, over the painfully erect surface area of her sex, teasing her some more. Come on, motherfucker, get it over with.And then he was done teasing her, his mouth, his glorious mouth was on her, encircling her, inside her, licking and sucking her lips, her hood, her clit, fucking her with his tongue, tasting her wet hot slippery salty arousal. The man gave dynamite head, and he knew it, and she remembered it now more than ever. And as he got more and more into it, he yanked the belt down around her ankles and grabbed her by the hips and slammed her ass down on the seat – Nina was moaning steadily by now, no longer able to control herself – and spread her legs as far apart as they would go and oh my GOD he just kept eating her and eating her and eating her and –What? Why did he just -Jack stopped. He pulled his face away from her and squatted back on his heels, his hands still braced against her inner thighs. He had a wicked glint in his eyes and Nina’s slick, clear juices all over his mouth and chin. She could feel his fingertips tickling the soft, sensitive skin of her inner thighs, just barely touching, but enough to let her know he was doing it deliberately. His tongue darted out lasciviously and licked some of it off his face, savoring the taste when he put his tongue back in his mouth.“Want some?” He grinned, arose slightly, and leaned in for another kiss.Nina reared back reflexively, again banging her head on the wall, but Jack was too quick for her, and his tongue darted between her lips before she could muster the strength to force him out. It really didn’t taste that bad, she thought. A slight marine tang, but nothing to gag over. It was more the way Jack was forcing it upon her, violating her mouth with his, that made her want to bite him, force him out, tell him to fuck himself.Then, as suddenly as he had begun, he stopped. He reached behind her for her mangled bra, which had fallen on the seat behind her. Then he had a command:“Stand up.”Nina obeyed as best she could, bracing herself against the Humvee's momentum and willing strength into her quivering knees. Jack bound the bra around her eyes, whipping her around to tie it in the back so that it could serve as a makeshift blindfold. Then he turned her back around, this time more slowly but still firmly. Another command:“On your knees.”Nina had a pretty good idea of what

A Filmklub podcast hetente jelentkező szezonális minisorozatában magyar filmkritikusok mesélnek a munkájukról, az életükről, az ars poeticájukról, a hozzáállásukról, az ízlésükről, az álmaikról és vágyaikról. "Elmehettem egy olyan filmre, ami délelőtt van a moziban, nem kell fizetni érte, mindenki előtt lehet megnézni, és mindenki előtt lehet róla véleményed. Ez adrenalinbombákat jelentett számomra" - meséli Valuska László arról a varázslatos pillanatról, amikor először került fel egy sajtólistára. Laci mostanában a Könyves magazin főszerkesztőjeként és a Margó Irodalmi Fesztivál igazgatójaként ügyködik, de 2006-tól jó pár éven át az Index filmrovatában gyártotta a kontentot. A hangja ismerős lehet a Magyarázat mindenre című filmből, ahol ő volt Sándor, a Magyar Napok főszerkesztője, aki telefonon instruálta a kokárdabotrányt felgyöngyölítő fiatal újságírólányt.Dolgok, amikről szó esik az adásban: Nem tudják milyen a vizilabda - riport a Szabadság, szerelem forgatásáról, ami Laci első cikke volt az Indexen A világ, amit Jack Bauer sem ment meg - Laci cannes-i kritikája a Melankólia című filmről Ember így még soha nem haldokolt - Laci cannes-i kritikája a Biutiful című filmről Critics at Large - a New Yorker podcastsorozata, amiben kritikusok beszélgetnek Kemény idők - Wostry Ferenc akciófilmes podcastja Nyomasztó történelemkönyv a jövőről - Laci kritikája A háromtest probléma című regényről Csak nézni, ahogy telik a kurva élet - a legendás Sátántangó percről-percre Ha csendben maradunk, vége a hazának - Laci nem-kritikája a Magyarázat mindenre című filmről Jó szórakozást az adáshoz, és ha tetszik, kérlek ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠támogasd a Filmklub podcastot a Patreonon⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, egy dollár is nagy segítség! Ha a Patreon túl macerás, támogathatod a podcastot a PayPalon (⁠⁠⁠@ferencv1976⁠⁠⁠) vagy a Revoluton (⁠⁠⁠@ferenc7drh⁠⁠⁠) keresztül is. Nagyon köszönöm!

Like an episode of 24, we're racing against the clock on this week's show. But the imminent threat of being thrown from the studio by Jack Bauer didn't stop us from dimension hopping with ITVX's Slip, digging up a relic with Company You Keep on Alibi and heading up to Scotland for some criminal shenanigans with Irvine Welsh's Crime, now on ITV1. Plus Boyd waxes lyrical about the Olympics, Kay asks about Summer shows and the practice of ‘raw dogging' gets a full examination — not the kind you think!

Ever wanted to be a podcast producer? This as-live episode will give you an unrivalled insight into the challenges faced by Producer James as he patiently waits for Chris and Sunil to join their scheduled recording session. It's a bit like an episode of 24 if Jack Bauer just really, really wanted a Sunday roast. The lads also talk about the economic model of Pizza Express. What we're trying to say is it's just another banger of an episode. You can now support Rural Concerns via Patreon. For less than the price of a pint, you'll get bonus episodes once a fortnight and access to The Creamery, our Discord hangout. You can see Chris' show at the Edinburgh Fringe! Grab your tickets here! Thank you for listening to Rural Concerns! Our music is by Sam O'Leary and our artwork is by Poppy Hillstead. Rural Concerns is edited by Joseph Burrows and produced by Egg Mountain for A Lovely Time Productions. And thank you to Darius for the podcast saving cable!

Another episode of 24 is here to recap as we move into the 14th episode of season seven and go over 9pm-10pm! How epic is some of the action in this episode? Why do we like Jack Bauer using a tractor and a screwdriver as weapons? Is Jon Voight hamming it up even more fun this week? Is Ben slowly coming around on Renee more? Why does Larry continue to get more awesome? What is the point of Morris and Chloe in this episode? Why is Morris 100% right in what he does? What is BlowFish148? How on earth does Jack get Renee's email address? Which former character being brought back in this episode would've made it epic? And which scene in this episode has the potential to be a top five moment if it was handled differently? It's all here and more so get to listening and enjoy! ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

We can finally have peace, as the Halo show has been put out of its misery. Fighting games seem to be getting a lot of new content this year, EA Sports hits the jackpot on College Football 25, and Unions make waves. Plus 24 may be coming back to a screen near you, James Gunn clarifies the DCU a little more, and the world preps for Deadpool & Wolverine. Meanwhile Pixar takes over the world inside our heads, Glen Powell seems poised to take over the actual world, and Twisters takes you on a thrilling ride.

This week, after a delay, I'm reviewing Bad Boys: Ride or Die in both a non-spoiler and spoiler feature review. Then, in this week's secondary review, I share my thoughts on the Max documentary, MoviePass, MovieCrash. I also talk about MGM+'s The Institute announcement, season 8 of 24, Blue Streak, and more.   Timestamps Show Start - 00:28 News - 04:05   Feature Review Bad Boys Franchise Overview - 13:03 Bad Boys: Ride or Die (2024) - 26:12 Spoiler - 43:38   Secondary Review MoviePass, MovieCrash (2024) - 59:54   Potpourri 24: Season 8 - 1:23:50 Blue Streak (1999) - 1:35:38   Closing the Ep - 1:37:57 Patreon Clip - 1:39:27   Related Links Start Your Podcast with Libsyn Using Promo Code OBSESS ‘The Institute': Ben Barnes & Mary-Louise Parker To Star In Series Ordered By MGM+ Based On Stephen King's Novel My 2024 Podcast and Writing Archive One Year of Criterion Channel - Dec 24, 2023 - Dec 23, 2024 Movies I Own But Haven't Watched/Rated Yet   Follow Us on Social Media My Letterboxd | YouTube | Facebook | Twitter/X Instagram | Threads | Bluesky | TikTok | Tiny's Letterboxd   Subscribe to the Podcast Apple Podcasts | Spotify | Audible   Support Us on Patreon for Exclusive Content Official OV Merch  Obsessive Viewer Obsessive Viewer Presents: Anthology Obsessive Viewer Presents: Tower Junkies As Good As It Gets - Linktree   Mic Info Matt: ElectroVoice RE20 into RØDEcaster Pro II (Firmware: 1.3.4)   Episode Homepage: ObsessiveViewer.com/OV433   Next Week on the Podcast OV434 - Inside Out 2 (2024) & Am I OK? (2024)

Jack BauerT BonePresident David PalmerSenator Cory BookerDelusional or a LiarRobert Menendez scumbagNietzscheBattle of KurskClintonian Truthiness"Helicopter under Hostile fire..."Imaginary FriendsStreet WisdomThe Easter Bunny And more...

Hosts: TJ, Brett, Krissy, & Jo This week on the show: Segment One (0:00:00): (0:04:54) Brett & Krissy celebrate 18 years of wedded bliss by doing… nothing. And then Brett suffers a head wound at work. Plus, Brett vs. Art The Clown on the Ol' Book O' Face. (0:16:49) Krissy gets a holiday off and spends quality time with the grand-baby. Despite no making plans for a celebration of the 18th, the gang looks at scheduling a proper 20th anniversary celebration. (0:21:12) TJ has a huge weekend coming up and introduces Jo to the wonders of Jack Bauer. Segment Two (0:30:23):: (0:33:38) Jo joins the crew as FGS presents lesbians vs priests. And the prize? Cookies. (0:49:45) HOT TAKES kicks off with THE GRIM REAPER ROUND UP and the passing of a couple of legends. (0:55:19) TJ brings Does Brett Know It: Anniversary Edition to celebrate The Carlson's 18th annual nuptials. Segment Three (1:32:55): (1:35:11) KRISSY'S KRAZY KORNER gives us another round of belly laughs and guffaws with Mad Libs! (1:59:32) PICKS O' THE WEEK It's THE QUAD M SHOW!

Jack BauerDisappearing PeopleArgentina Dictatorswaxed little big man PutinLinguistic DiversityBo Knows BoNo friends in diplomacy only interests to be protectedOllie NorthAgents are expendablePlausible DeniabilityDostoevsky & KafkaAnd more...

Jack Bauer The always half naked PutinBody Dysmorphic Disorder Syndrome"LGBT Propaganda" Legislation in Putin's RussiaPussy RiotNavalnyPoloniumDan Rather What's the frequency KennethHJooligabismThe GulagPunishment of the Boats & Persian Kingsand more...

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This week, I review Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes in both a non-spoiler and spoiler feature review. Then, in this week's secondary review, I share my thoughts on Michael Showalter's The Idea of You, currently on Amazon Prime Video. I also talk about recent news regarding 28 Years Later, Lord of the Rings: The Hunt for Gollum, Spider-Man Noir, Shogun season 2, Dune: Prophecy, and more.   Timestamps Show Start - 00:28 News - 02:45   Feature Review Thoughts on the Reboot Trilogy - 25:39 Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes (2024) - 39:04 Spoiler - 54:41   Secondary Review The Idea of You (2024) - 1:11:39   Potpourri 24: Season 8 - 1:27:50   Closing the Ep - 1:34:15 Patreon Clip - 1:35:19   Related Links Start Your Podcast with Libsyn Using Promo Code OBSESS Amazon MGM Studios Lands Hot Package ‘The Robots Go Crazy' From Andy Samberg And Radio Silence ‘Road House' Sequel Moving Forward At Amazon MGM Studios With Jake Gyllenhaal Set To Return ‘Happy Gilmore' Sequel Greenlighted At Netflix ‘Dune: Prophecy' Teaser Released As Prequel Series Gets Fall Premiere On Max Marvel Teases Disney+ Release Dates For ‘Agatha All Along,' ‘Daredevil: Born Again' & ‘Ironheart' Spider-Man ‘Noir' Starring Nicolas Cage Gets Amazon Series Order Sony Sets Summer 2025 Release Date For Danny Boyle's ‘28 Years Later' ‘Shōgun' Star Hiroyuki Sanada Inks Deal To Return For Season 2 As FX Limited Series Mulls Emmy Switch To Drama Amid Renewal Buzz Andy Serkis To Direct, Star In New ‘Lord Of The Rings: The Hunt For Gollum' Set For 2026 Release My 2024 Podcast and Writing Archive One Year of Criterion Channel - Dec 24, 2023 - Dec 23, 2024 Movies I Own But Haven't Watched/Rated Yet Follow Us on Social Media My Letterboxd | YouTube | Facebook | Twitter/X Instagram | Threads | Bluesky | TikTok | Tiny's Letterboxd Subscribe to the Podcast Apple Podcasts | Spotify | Audible  Support Us on Patreon for Exclusive Content Official OV Merch  Obsessive Viewer Obsessive Viewer Presents: Anthology Obsessive Viewer Presents: Tower Junkies As Good As It Gets - Linktree Mic Info Matt: ElectroVoice RE20 into RØDEcaster Pro II (Firmware: 1.3.4)   Episode Homepage: ObsessiveViewer.com/OV428   Next Week on the Podcast OV429 - The Strangers: Chapter 1 (2024) & I Saw the TV Glow (2024)

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Explore HYROX, DEKA FIT, and other hybrid fitness trends on the Hybrid Fitness Media Podcast. Join insightful discussions with athletes, event directors, and industry insiders for valuable information and entertainment. Stay tuned for engaging content about the dynamic world of hybrid fitness! Anthony Peressini from The Hybrid Engine, Jack Bauer from Race Brain, and Matt B. Davis discuss the hybrid topics of the week. Sponsor Mention: We are stoked to welcome back Resolute Coffee as a sponsor. Brian and team are athletes and members of the hybrid community. Use code HFM20 for 20 percent off at checkout right now. We also also sponsored by The Rocky Mountain Games. Join us for an awesome test of fitness in June. Connect & Support: Follow today's guests –  Anthony Peressinni | Jack Bauer Follow Hybrid Fitness Media on IG Listen at the top of the page or hit this link for your favorite podcast player.

Kiefer Sutherland on Jack Bauer and William Friedkin, Jovan Adepo on “3 Body Problem,” NPR's Scott Simon on The Treat.

Hello again, it's me, Steven. I'm back with another new show fresh off my wing Wednesday high. Full of Ultras and garlic pepper wings I recount the things that motivate me while I pontificate mid-life. Somehow I ramble my way into a Vegas smoking story and end the show with a positive message. Keep the good vibes coming, talk to ya soon.Bite Me The Show About EdiblesCreate your own tasty, healthy cannabis edibles and take control of your high life! ...Listen on: Apple Podcasts SpotifySupport the show

Without a doubt one of the best Simpsons episodes in years! Here we get a full-length "24" parody, complete with guest appearances from Jack Bauer and Chloe. The story focuses on the Springfield Elementary "Counter Truancy Unit" attempting to prevent the bullies from setting off a fart bomb at the school's annual bake sale.Support the Four Finger Discount Network for EARLY & AD-FREE access to every show we produce, as well as 100 hours of exclusive content! Join the FFD family today at patreon.com/fourfingerdiscountCHECK OUT OUR OTHER PODCASTS:Toon'd In! with Jim Cummings - spreaker.com/show/toond-in-with-jim-cummingsGoin' Down To South Park - spreaker.com/show/goin-down-to-south-parkSpeaKing Of The Hill - spreaker.com/show/speaking-of-the-hill-a-king-of-the-hill-The One About Friends - spreaker.com/show/the-one-about-friends-podcastTalking Seinfeld - spreaker.com/show/talking-seinfeldThe Office Talk - spreaker.com/show/the-office-talk-podcast

TCW Podcast Episode 204 - Exploring the Mass Effect   In part one of a two-part exploration of the original Mass Effect trilogy, the game emerges as a synthesis of diverse influences from literary books, video games, art styles, TV shows, and movies. Drawing heavily from Bablyon 5 and the TV series 24, the main framework of Mass Effect reflects a blend of narrative inspirations. The art style, inspired by luminaries such as architect Santiago Calatrava, futurist Syd Mead, and John Harris, contributes to the game's visually captivating universe. The initial year of development was dedicated to crafting a compelling hard sci-fi universe. A key goal was to imbue the game with cinematic qualities and broaden its audience appeal, challenging the conventions of RPGs at the time. The innovative use of a dialog wheel, featuring concise words to convey dialog choices, coupled with full voice acting for both player characters and the main protagonist, marked significant strides in the gaming landscape.   KOTR in 3 Minutes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTCSPo7ZuSE SCTV YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFb0L4MQziTjEsJKTbFgm8Q The Wild Life - Rick Moranis: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6mM9qvLYeI8 Rick Moranis - SNL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xzeyvaj1FiM "The Final Hours of Mass Effect 3": https://me3finalhours.com/#:~:text=Q%3A%20What%20is%20the%20Final,creative%20process%20behind%20the%20games. The Complete Deus Ex Retrospective: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yD54ndTFVU StarFlight: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=foX2Mn1TIzk Hard VS Soft Sci-Fi - What do they mean?: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vsbm2YDhItM The Physics of Space Battles: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFOuxAx-dkc The Truth About Space War: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Xs3mGhQGxM Syd Mead - Visual Futurism: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LuMIrHlAf2Q Mr Spock Attempts Mind Meld with V'ger: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0qpO47Iskac Santiago Calatrava: https://calatrava.com/ Santiago Calatrava: A selection of projects from all around the world: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEjJXEwicuA Babylon 5 - Everything You Didn't Know: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50xmPWmLUko John Harris - Beyond the Horizon: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTuZlYJOw-Q Book Notes Mass - The Art of John Harris: https://adamrowe.substack.com/p/book-notes-mass-the-art-of-john-harris 24's Jack Bauer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKKTkTMAJBw Mass Effect 2006 E3 Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCvCvqbn4qY Mass Effect 1 - Gameplay: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BT5HhrIQfrY   New episodes are on the 1st and 15th of every month!   TCW Email: feedback@theycreateworlds.com  Twitter: @tcwpodcast Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theycreateworlds Alex's Video Game History Blog: http://videogamehistorian.wordpress.com Alex's book, published Dec 2019, is available at CRC Press and at major on-line retailers: http://bit.ly/TCWBOOK1     Intro Music: Josh Woodward - Airplane Mode -  Music - "Airplane Mode" by Josh Woodward. Free download: http://joshwoodward.com/song/AirplaneMode  Outro Music: RolemMusic - Bacterial Love: http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Rolemusic/Pop_Singles_Compilation_2014/01_rolemusic_-_bacterial_love    Copyright: Attribution: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

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Jack Posobiec, Senior Editor of Human Events and veteran intelligence officer of the United States Navy, is back to expose the truth behind Antifa. Having infiltrated Antifa's ranks, Posobiec offers in-depth knowledge on the radical anarchist group. Hear Savage and Posobiec on Antifa's secret history that dates back to Weimar Germany, how the communists and Antifa worked together to destabilize Germany, Antifa's funding and their connection to George Soros, the group's similarities to Mao's Red Guard, what to expect for the 2024 election, and how Antifa thugs are receiving training from foreign radical groups. Then, Posobiec explains how the CIA is no longer Jack Bauer's walking in the halls of Langley, but Ivy League girls in high-heels who need trigger warnings before briefings on the deaths in Ukraine. Hear the chilling details about what the radical Antifa has in store... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices