Army Initiation

[pleatedskirt]

All Colin had wanted to do was be in the army..but would he survive this...............

Nothing had prepared him...he had never submitted to woman in his life...but if meant his dream..would he?

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

OOC:

Drill Sargent Molly Ramirez 31

5'7, 140 lbs, firm, toned, and in perfect shape. A drill sgt. in the Army for 4 years, and a rather well known one at that. Not many women make it to the title of Drill sgt. but somehow she had. And the men that she turned out were better than any others in the Army. Too bad nobody knew why.

IC:

I walked up and down the line of new recruits, my BDU's crisp and clean, my reflective sunglasses sending the glare of the sun back into their unshaded faces. What a group this was, I thought bitterly to myself, looking over the wimpy physiques of the men standing at attention in front of me. I noticed two of them exchange smirks as I passed them, and I knew what they were thinking. All of the men that I dealt with thought that a woman was nobody to be training them. Too bad they'd picked the wrong woman.

I stopped in front of the two uniformed men and pivoted on my heel, snapping to attention in front of them.

"Is something funny, Private Burns?" I nearly screamed from 6 inches in front of his face.

"No ma'am, nothing funny here, ma'am." he bellowed back, his face reddening at being pointed out.

"Nothing funny huh? How about push ups? Drop and give me 50, NOW Private! And make sure you kiss my boots with every one." His face was something to remember. Of course he'd been made to do push ups before, but to kiss his commanding officer's boots? Never. And sad for him, this wasn't going to be the last or only thing he'd end up kissing by the time the 6 week course was over.

 

[pleatedskirt]

Up, Down...Kiss

The sharpness of the voice..he knew he could only obey..submission was not on his mind, only the fulfilment of his dream...

So as the eyes of the other raw recruits focussed on him..he had no choice but to drop to the commanded position..all he could see was shiny glint of the zealously polished boot which would be his to kiss for 50 times...his arms pumped, his body quivered...

1...................

 

[pleatedskirt]

His muscles tired...

25...26..each time his lips fell to fall upon the shining boots of her...in front of the others his submission publicly declared....

his heart raced..his mind clear as always but now even more clear could he do it would he want to do it....

he could feel her stare...would this be just the start....

 

[Renagade21]

hmm

the other recruit who smirked at the woman drill sarge, was still smirking... until she shot a glance at him from behind those reflective lenses.

" what are you smirkin' at ? care to join you buddy here?',she shot at him.

"Name's Brian, Miss Drill Sarge. And No maam i would not like to join my buddy.' replied the recruit.

He noticed her ample frame and her breast ow what a joyous sight, held in by that lucky fabric. But he thought to himself, she is a dril sarge, does that mean she is very dominant in "other " thing as well?? Private Brian never got to finish that thought..