Navy Seals - Code Black

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Lt. Alysa Vanders stood slightly angered before the Colonel whom seemed to forget that she was an adult now and not the small ten year old daughter standing before him. She gritted her teeth continuously while he continued to embark on the correlation of the path of service his daughter decided to take. “I know father.” She replied irritability toward him. Her hands formed a fist and was pressed against her thigh as she stood in attention before him. Her eyes shifted now and then over the Colonel’s shoulder to her mother whom lightly shook her head in a ‘I’m sorry Alysa but I agree with him’ fashion. Alysa sighed and resumed to lock glare with her father.

“Father, I’m going to the Navy Seal Academy.” She looked upon his chest at the silver wings that represented the special forces that he was a member of, the green berets were just as difficult to become as is the Navy Seals. She was about to mention that to him, but the ringing of the door bell ended all disputes regardless of what they were. Her father was a strong believer in what happens behind closed doors stay that way. She stiffened up when took a step toward her.

“Lieutenant, I wish you the best.” He stood over her, his glare burned deep into hers. “Alysa, I know you think you want this and it’s an honor that you do, but that type of training is not meant for a woman. No disrespect to you or the women of this world, I know there are women, including you that can accomplish getting the silver wings but I don’t think you or them really know what you, they will be going through.” He restated his concern before placing his arms around her. “I’m here if you need me.” He knew he wasn’t going to win this time.

That was just hours ago from the time Alysa’s boot hit the concrete pavement of the San Diego Navy Seal training academy. The moment she took one step they were on her like a blood hound on a fresh scent. The brim of the DI smacked her across the nose while he attempted to push his nose to hers. “What the fuck do you think your doing! Do you see a fucking stop signs her pretty panty! Get your scanty ass on that fucking Yellow foot print … What? Do you thank that God Damn Butter bar you have on your fucking collar means anything to me! Fuck! It just shows me how much God Damn more work I have to do to get your scanty ass in shape than what I would have to do for that damn Private over there! Hell on earth, What the fuck is this Core coming too!”

Alysa moved to the yellow foot print, her heart pounded in her ears along with all the loud screaming the horde of DI’s were doing.

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Open group role-play...

 

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Roger Freeman was now just an ordinary soldier, gone were the perks of being an officer in the Royal Marines, no more fancy dinners in the wardroom and hordes of pretty young girls dropping their knickers in the hope of snaring an officer as a husband.
He had resigned his commission three years ago when his American father decided to move back to the States, he had followed and applied to join the renowned NAVY SEALS. It had been a long and harrowing process involving being vetted as he was to all intents and purposes a foreign national and once cleared there was proving that he could actually pass the rigorous fitness program that preceded acceptance for the Seals Academy in San Diego.

Here he was standing stiffly to attention being eyeballed by the duty DI. He knew what to expect from the very beginning, new recruits the world over were all treated the same, bullied, intimidated, even sometimes physically abused if they showed any sign of weakness.

"Name?" barked the DI in his ear.
Without flinching he replied "Freeman R Sir."

"What sort of fucking accent is that? Bellowing again in Roger's ear
"Freeman R, sir The DI repeated in a mincing tone.

" Whaddya know a goddamm fucking Limey. Let's see how you make out in a man's world. I am your Drill Instructor, you will do whatever I tell you without question or argument, is that understood?"

"Yessir" The two voices replied in unison, surprising Roger as he had been so wrapped up in his own thoughts he hadn't noticed the pretty young female Naval second Lieutenant also standing stiff as a ramrod and staring straight ahead.

"My name is Stone, my job is to break you not the other way round, many have tried but no one has succeeded yet "

At this Roger had to stop a smile as he recalled an article he had read in 'READERS DIGEST' in the 'Humour in Uniform' page, this concerned a similar situation and the names were the same, when the bullying instructor asked their names the first one looked him in the eye and replied "STONEBREAKER, SIR"

After another thirty minutes of bluster and insults they were dismissed and Roger held his hand out to the young woman and began to speak before DI Stone said with ill concealed glee,

"Vanders, you'll be bunking down with the men , I want a team that knows each other inside out, no special privileges for anyone.

"Hi I'm Roger Freeman, i'm afraid I didn't catch your name, seems like we'll be sorta living together, we can be partners if you like."

 

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Vanders keep a straight face, her eyes forward while DI Stone drilled the man beside her. She knew this was going to happen as it did during her basic training, although she did think it would be a little different since she did out rank them, however that wasn’t the case, something that her father tried to tell her, but she was already past the point of defiance with him and took everything he told her was a tactic to get her to back out from joining this endeavor.

Vanders wondered what the hell has she done, when DI Stone informed her that she would be bunked down with the men. She shifted her eyes a little to the side and took in the very few men and women she could see in the few seconds before she snapped her eyes back toward the front. They, like her, especially the other women, had the apparent same idea snap through their minds as it did hers for she also seen a few orbs looking her way.

When the bellowing finally came to an end and they gave their dismissal, which was odd for in basic they hounded the newbies till the sun went down and then released them just a few minutes before they called lights out. Maybe something was up and they didn’t have the time or this was a ruse for everyone to come to a state of rest before jumping down upon them again. She didn’t know for it seemed like they moved away and did give them the order to dismiss.

She looked to the man beside her when he informed her that they would be sorta living together and that he would be her partner if she liked. “No thanks.” Alysa smiled and quickly grabbed her stuff and moved to where the other women were filling into the barracks. Her intent was to stay as close to the ladies as possible, but knew that would change sometime this evening if she read the farcical expression that came over DI Stone correctly.

Alysa found her place toward the end of the barracks, right next to the wall where the header was located. She took the bottom bunk as a rather tall, lean woman took the top. “So, They fun begins.” She whispered to the woman whom only nodded to her. “Yeah, I feel the same.” Alysa responded to the look she got…

 

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Roger Freeman was slightly miffed at the brush off from Vanders but it was done with a smile so that was encouraging and there was plenty of time to get to know her. He knew he didn't cut an impressive figure in his well worn civvy suit and compared to the other recruits in their crisp uniforms he looked well below par. Even so he caught one or two of the female contingent checking him out. His eyes though were on Vanders as she carried her belongings to the barracks. With his keen eyes he watched the gentle sway of her hips and the outline of her round little ass, he could detect no sign of a panty line and suspected that she was probably wearing a thong, the thought of which set his pulse racing.

Following everyone into the barrack room with its double bunks and grey steel lockers down either side he found an empty space halfway down on the opposite side to Vanders and he had a clear view of her. For a few minutes he watched the women hastily erect curtains with blankets to ensure their privacy.

Sighing quietly to himself he began to stow everything in his locker, his Navy issue fatigues he kept to one side but the rest he folded neatly in his locker hanging the dress uniform in its plastic protective shroud.

"ATTENSHUN!!!!!!"

DI Stone's bellow cut into his thoughts as he automatically stood to attention, back ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on a spot on the opposite wall.

Di Stone paced up and down his nose twitching and eyes darting side to side. Under his right arm he carried the usual swagger stick (the symbol of senior authority) while in his left hand was a large canvas bag.

"I want ALL your smellies put in this bag, by smellies I mean perfume, aftershave, eau de cologne, body lotion, in fact ANYTHING that smells. Why? I hear you ask, when you are on a mission the thing most likely to give you away is your scent. That's what dogs are trained for, so you will only use unscented soap and washing powder from now on, it will take several days to detoxify your bodies. Anyone who has a condition requiring the application of cream or ointment report to Sick Bay 0800 hours tomorrow and you will be given a scent free substitute. MOVE! "

Roger gathered up his aftershave lotion and facial wash and joined the line just behind Vanders, now just in skirt and tee shirt, which failed to disguise her ample bra clad tits, and whispered "I bet you smell gorgeous even hot and sweaty."