Training Camp for wives and lovers

[subFLmale]

OOC: Allow me to introduce myself and my internationally renowned facilty. I am General Cary Swift and after my retirement at the age of 38 my wife and I own and operate the exclusive Fulfillment Training Center for Women.

We are a five star military style training center where husbands and lovers can send their ladies to be trained in all the finer attributes of pleasuring their man and attaining personal sexual gratification and fulfillment. We operate on a 12 week intense program of strict dicipline and sexual training. Our program is the best of it's kind and does not come cheap. The average cost for a stay is $150,000.00 and we guarantee our results.

I am the Camp Director and lead instructor. I am 39 years old, 6'4", 210lbs of pure muscle with a body fat content of less than 2%. I work out daily and am compulsive in how I take care of my body. I wear a full set of military BDU's as part of my compliment and require obedience from all. I have a 12" fat cock and know how to use it. It is my "weapon" of choice.

I have a staff to assist me in the operations of the camp and the training program. My first assistant is my lovely wife, Colonel Cindy Swift. She is a master and ravishing beauty. She is 5'7", 120lbs and has 36C+ tits, she has brunette hair and big brown eyes. My other staff include 2 men and 2 other women.

Our facility is located in the French Riveria and is 800+ acres of unspoiled and private luxury and beauty.

Most of the women who come to us come from families of money and prestige. They are brought into camp normally reluctent to be here and with a sense of attitude. As soon as they arrive they are inducted into our program with a full physical and inspection. they are showered and dressed out in an issued pair of camp uniforms. They are assigned to a barricks that can house up to 8 women in one common room with 4 sets of bunk beds. They each have a foot locker to stow their belongings. The barricks are rough and there are no ammenities. This helps serve to breal attitudes and demand obedience. Diets are strict and meals are taken on schedule in the main recruit dining hall.

As the client progresses through the program they graduate up thorugh a series of better dwellings before spending their final two weeks in the main house which is the ultimate in prim and proper luxury with all the ammenities. Graduation from the program occurs each week on Friday with a formal ceremony which includes the trainees family.

Looking for other staff members and women to fill the ranks of recruit. Also need a lady to fill the role of Cindy, my wife. Just jump in and start. And welcome to the Fulfillment Training Center for Women.

 

[little_golden]

Janet Swanson.... Unsuspecting Recruit

Janet Swanson was twenty-two years old and a college graduate. She'd been married only a few months and thought marriage was for the shits. The man who said he loved her and would take of her forever, now seemed like an animal who only wanted sex and more sex. That had been a turn off and quickly led to fights and arguments. Her mother-in-law was a bitch and seemed intent that Janet should start pumping out children so she could have grandchildren. The joke was on dear mother-in-law since her son Bert Johnson (age 42)was sterile!

Janet had married the older Bert for his promises of money and living on easy street. At the time they met, he seemed like a perfect gentleman and had always taken her out to the opera, plays and expensive restautant. Now it seemed they never went out. All he wanted was sex. The bastard had even suggested that she pose nude for him and maybe his friends too. Well, he was sure surprised when she'd slapped his face!

Bert had decided one and for all he'd have to do something about his young bride. He was rich and successful and a whole lot more experienced in life. His mom had insisted he marry a lady and so he had picked Janet. But now she had turned into a frigid bitch. Well he was going to teach her a little lesson. He had told her they were going to a camp to get a little marriage counselling but the truth was that he was just dropping off. She get some good lessons all right and maybe would go down on him however and whenever he wanted. They'd break her spirit and teach her to fuck like a whore. All women were whores as far as he was concerned.

Janet had enjoyed the first class flight. Bert had explained he was going to make everything up to her. The trip in the limosine was okay. She had enjoyed several glasses of expensive bubbly champagne and some light refreshments of fresh fruit. As the driver pulled up, she looked out the window. It wasn't quite what she was expecting. He probably had some expensive gifts waiting for her. She knew that Bert liked to throw around his money and probably figured she could be bought.

Janet exited the limosine looking absolute stunning. She was a petit woman at 5'4 and weighing 92 lbs. Her hair was a dark brown colour. It was long and normally reached to the middle of her back but for today she wore it up. It allowed her beautiful face to radiate and her sensuous neck to be open. The make-up she wore was perfect for a fashion concious college grad.

The designer red dress was made for her trim little body and the fur coat gave her a royal look. She felt it made her look elegant and classy as the front reached to her neck while the back of the outfit was open and hung daintly on her body by the tiniest of shoulder straps. Her matching red shoes gave the ensemble a perfect look. Under the outfit she wore a slinky lace matching bra and thong panties. A small black purse completed the outfit.

Her bum was small, tight and delightful to the male eye. Janet's breasts were very small but the nipples were unusually large. Janet looked delicate, tight, and youthful. The tripple strand of pearls around her neck made it obvious that the marriage had provided her with a lot of new luxuries. On her left was a huge diamond ring and matching wedding bed that represented the santity of her marriage and Bert's love for her. Dangling from her ears were large golden hoops that gave her a European look.

"So who takes our bags Bert???" Janet bitched.

 

[subFLmale]

Cary Swift

A limosine pulled up into the circlular dirve and out stepped a well dressed little young lady. From the way she held herself you could tell she was full of attitude and pomp.

I was expecting this new arrival today, the women's husband was a wealthy man named Bert Jonhson. He had provided all the details we we were ready to start immediately.

As I approached I could hear Janet snarl at her husband "well, who takes our bags?" The limosine began to pull away as instructed and I got up into Janets personal space. Bending down placing my nose an inch from her's I hollored in a deep drill sargent voice. "You don't need any bags, now march forward to the building in front of you!"

Janet looked intimidated and I could see the attitude building. But she was scared and began to walk forward toward the doorway. She tried to get away from my face but I stayed right with her, sidestepping her and keeping my face in hers, intimidating her. I continued to hollor "I said march, you call that marching" As we got to the doorway one of my staff members opened the door and saluted me as we passed into the intake building.

Janet stopped inside to protest but I didn't give her the chance. I hollored out "Recruit you have just entered an intense 12 week military training camp. you will not speak unless given permission. You will do everything you are told or you will get punished. This is not a party for rich little girls, this is real life. Now lets get that jewelry and petite little slut clothes off! NOW"

Janet was trembling as I towared over her staying in her personal space.

 

[little_golden]

Shock & Surprise For Janet Swanson

Janet was more than a little surprised and shocked. A giant of a man appeared before her and was right in her face! It was scary as the belligerent man started screaming in her ear:

"You don't need any bags, now march forward to the building in front of you!"

"I have a trunk full of bags...." Janet started to explain.

But the man just wasn't listening to her frustration. Janet felt rage building in her and started to look around for her husband but now noticed he hadn't got out of the limo. Given the windows were glazed she couldn't even see the look on his but was waiting for him to emerge and take charge of the situation.
Janet mouth dropped as the limosine now seemed to pull away leaving her there.

What the heck is going on? Who is this clown!!!! Janet wondered to herself.

The big man seemed very serious and continued to crowd her as he literally walked her away from the driveway and into a long rectangular looking building. It didn't look like a luxury resort to her. Something was definitely wrong. This man wasn't being polite and respectful to her.

Is this some type of joke? Janet wondered nervously. She kept walking and she was worried about the big man. He wouldn't hit her - why that would be uncivil. She'd call the police and sue him, she decided.

The man was actually yelling at her:
"I said march, you call that marching!

A door opened by other men similarly dressed to the big man. To Janet's surprise the other men saluted the first man as he kept telling her to march.

"What is this? I'm not in the army!" Janet protested. The thought of being in the army made her laugh. She was tiny and would probably be used as a door stop. She sure wasn't a threat to anyone and never in her life had she ever handled a gun or a weapon. Young ladies didn't do things like that.

The big man now hollared:

"Recruit you have just entered an intense 12 week military training camp. you will not speak unless given permission. You will do everything you are told or you will get punished. This is not a party for rich little girls, this is real life. Now lets get that jewelry and petite little slut clothes off! NOW"

The man seemed serious and very scary. Janet knew she was trembling.

"This has to be a joke" she asked nervously.

"My name is Mrs. Janet Swanson...." Janet starts to explain.

"I haven't signed up for any military training...." she offered as an explanation as she shifted from foot to foot.

"This is expensive jewellery and I'm not taking off my clothes....." she mumbled..... Instintively her hand went up to protect her expensive strands of pearls.....

 

[subFLmale]

Cary Swift

This one was going to be fun to break down, but knowing what she would become by the end of the 12 week program was even more exciting. Sure, she would protest at first but then after a week or so she would begin to conform and step into obedience just like all the rest of the recruits.

"You were not given permission to speak recruit!" I shouted in a deep voice only an inch from her face. "You are a grunt, a recruit, less than a dog right now. If you want respect then you are going to have to earn it and act like a proper lady."

One of my female assistants and one of the men moved to Janet and began removing her jewelry and outer clothes roughly to show her they were in control and she was powerless to resist. As items were removed they were throuwn into a paper bag marked with "JOHNSON" on the outside.

"I am General Swift and you are recruit Johnson. That is your husbands last name and you are his wife. You have been brought here for a 12 week intensive training program. You will learn how to behave like a proper women and wife by the end of your training."

"You will ask permission to speak, you will ask permission to use the toliet, you will ask permission to sit, stand, eat and anything else. Disobedience will not be tolerated and will be punished."

"You will answer all staff members with YES SIR or NO SIR! You are a grunt, you are nothing!"

"Now remove the rest of your clothing or it will be cut off you. You will be inspected, showered and issued a uniform for your stay here at the Camp. Just don't stand there recruit, I said STRIP, NOW!" I know my hot breath was direct in her face.

Janet stood with no jewelry left in only her tight little dress and underclothes in front of myself and the rest of my staff who were all at attention, two staff members still at her side.

 

[little_golden]

Janet was not impressed by look of the barracks like structure. There seemed to be rows of bunkbeds and lockers. It sure looked like a military camp to her and not the all-inclusive resort she had been expecting.

The big man seemed to bark at her again and was in her face as he yelled:

"You were not given permission to speak recruit! You are a grunt, a recruit, less than a dog right now. If you want respect then you are going to have to earn it and act like a proper lady."

What the hell is a grunt????? Janet wondered but she resisted the urge to ask.

This guy is crazy!... and has bad breath... probably a smoker
Janet decided.

But it was unnerving to her as a female assistant, a woman with short cropped hair and dressed in army fatigues seemed to start removing her jewelery as a second man held her arms so she couldn't move. The pearls were off in two seconds and then carelessly tossed into a paper bag.

You idiots that's a $20,000 necklace! she thought to herself.

Then she felt the woman removing the precious diamond earrings. She wanted to shake her head but was afraid of injuring herself. The earrings were also tossed into the bag.

"This is a robbery...... now I get it" she started to say but bit her tongue as the glance from the big man was more menacing than ever.

The two assistants seemed to work together and the expensive red fox coat was slipped off revealing her in the expensive red designer dress.

There is no way I'm taking off my dress for anyone..... she decided. She wasn't going to be humiliated.

Where are the police when you need them!!!! she wondered as if she was getting ready to yell for help.
Then the big man spoke:

"I am General Swift and you are recruit Johnson. That is your husbands last name and you are his wife. You have been brought here for a 12 week intensive training program. You will learn how to behave like a proper women and wife by the end of your training."

Janet wanted to interrupt but his eyes looked hard and his hands seemed rough.

The man went on in a rant:

"You will ask permission to speak, you will ask permission to use the toliet, you will ask permission to sit, stand, eat and anything else. Disobedience will not be tolerated and will be punished."

"You will answer all staff members with YES SIR or NO SIR! You are a grunt, you are nothing!"

"Now remove the rest of your clothing or it will be cut off you. You will be inspected, showered and issued a uniform for your stay here at the Camp. Just don't stand there recruit, I said STRIP, NOW!"

"Look Sir" Janet started to explain. There were tears in the corner of her eyes and she was trying to prevent herself from crying.

I'm not going to cry.... Janet told herself.

"Look Sir... I use my maiden name... Swanson... There must be a mistake.... I'm supposed to be at a luxury resort.... Ladies' don't strip......" Janet began to explain.

Janet was determined to keep her dress on. For a quick second she was thankful to have worn undergarments......

 

[subFLmale]

Cary Swift

"You were not given permission to speak worm, you will obey!"

"Sargeant remove this worms clothes and toss them into the trash"

The male Sargeant took out a large military knife from his belt and easily cut off the designer dress. He then quickly and efficiently cut off Janet's bra and panties leaving her standing naked in front of the group. I remained in her face keeping my eyes focused right into hers.

"This is Master Sargeant York, he will be your drill instructor for the next 12 weeks" Sgt. York stepped forward and stood next to me in front of the recruit. He placed his face up next to her's and touched his nose to her's. "Sgt. York, this is your new runt, Janet Johnson, take over"

"Yes Sir General" bellowed Sgt. York in a roar that shook the room. I backed down as Sgt. York made an inspection circle moving around Ms. Johnson using his riding crop to poke and prod at her as he made his way around her starring through her. Sgt. York took up his position back in the face of Janet telling her how she was nothing, not worthy to breath God's god air further breaking her down.

"Report" I roared and Sgt. York stood at attention and firmly stated "Sir, the recruit looks to be in good physical condtion, just a little weak but we will condition her, Sir."

"Continue" I hollored.

Sgt. York returned to Janets face and shouted out for his Sargeant "Shower the recruit, wash her hair and clean her up. Get that makeup off her face and put her into her issued unifrom. Stow her belongings and assign her a bunk."

My female Corporal stepped up and took Janet by the arm and pulled her under a shower nozzle that was against the wall. She took a scrubbing brush and applied some soap. Sgt. York grabbed a water hose and aimed it toward the recruit in case she resisted the water from the shower.

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhoun

I watched the General "greet" the new arrival. This was his routine, to personally introduce each recruit into the program, but I was the drill sargeant, and in charge of the day to day training.

As he showed her to her barracks billet, I carried in a set of fatigue uniforms properly sized in anticipation of her arrival. The general's orderly held her arms as the matron removed her jewelry, but there seemed to be some reluctance to removal of her clothes.

Possibly I could be of assistance.

 

[subFLmale]

OOC: Welcome to Sgt. Calhoun. Sgt. Calhoun will be stepping in to take Sgt. York's place at the camp as the drill sergeant as Sgt. York goes out intot he field to continue the training of some advanced recruits. Sgt. Calhoun is a true success story of the training cmp. Several years ago she had come to the camp much the same way that Janet Johnson had. Using her maiden name in defiance of her husband's authority over her. She started with some rough times but as the program progressed she quickly became one of our best.

Shortly after her graduation Sgt. Calhoun's husband had a change of heart and decided he really did not like his wife being in the role of a submissive wife. He himself was the submissive in the relationship and son decided to pursue a homosexual lifestyle. He left his wife and moved on. Ms. Calhoun returned to the camp and requested to be a staff member. She had an accomplished military career as a Drill instructor int he marine corps special operations division and quickly made a valuable asset to our staff. She was the perfect individual to break and train a women like Janet Johnson (still refering to herself as Janet Swanson in open disobedience and disrespect to her husband)

IC: Sgt. Calhoun entered the intake area and stood at attention saluting me. "At ease Sgt." I barked. "Are you ready to take over the training of this new recruit? She will be showered and dressed in a few minutes and ready for you." I turned to Sgt. York and said "Dismissed Sgt. York, you may continue your regualr duties in the camp."

 

[little_golden]

Janet at just 5'4" felt very short and tiny compared to the big men that seemed to have surrounded her. It was the big nasty man (Cary) that kept yelling in her face.

What the hell is his problem? Probably has never got laid..... Janet mentally mused.

Then chills went across her neck as the big man barked again at her:

"You were not given permission to speak worm, you will obey!"

How dare he call me a worm. I'm Janet Swanson! Who does he think he is? Janet reasoned to herself as she resisted the urge to talk back and to mouth him off as he so richly deserved.

He barked again in his military bossy voice:

"Sergeant remove this worms clothes and toss them into the trash"

"Hey wait a minute!!!!!" shouted Janet in panic forgetting the orders. She sensed herself fighting off a wave of panic. The urge to take a step backward seemed cut off by the female brute behind her.

Briefly she asked herself Is this some kind of cult? One of those secret paramilitary religions of fanatics waiting for a post nuclear war or aliens to pick them up on some spaceship?

Janet nervously tried to back up or side step the group as she saw one of the big man (the sergeant) with a large military/hunting knife. It looked well over six inches and she could imagine the man stabbing her in the heart and then letting her bleed to death.

They want to rob me. They can have the pearls and diamonds. I'll make Bert by me more. When I catch him for dropping me off here...... Will they kill me anyways?

There was barely a sound as the sergeant cut the little shoulder straps to the red designer dress and it instantly fell to her feet as gravity pulled it down.

"Oh my!" Janet screamed out in shock and surprise. Never had she expected this! For a brief second, she stood before her tormentors dressed in her red high heels, and an expensive lace matching bra and panty set. The little panty was a white thong with delicate lace that only partially hid a very thick and hairy pubic area. The white lacy bra, gave her the little support she needed for her breasts. Her big hard nipples simply poked their way through the lacy holes. It was a sexual charge to be standing there and so vulnerable. When it dawned on her that she felt a surge of horniness at the escaped she was quick to pull her hands over her breasts trying for some semblance of modesty.

To her further humiliation, the man grabbed the front of the bra and pulled it out. As he did so he slipped the sharp blade under the delicate fabric and cut away. The cut bra fell to the ground revealing her smallish A size breasts. She knew they were small. In school the bigger breasted girls had teased her about having "little girl" breasts but she had always felt a sense of smugness as some of those big breasted bimbos suffured horrendous back pains and the taunts of boys for having breasts that were seen as too big. This made Janet remember that the right breast size was as confusing as men themselves.

Bert was a small breast man. she mused. She remembered him always telling her "the smaller the grapes the sweeter the vine".

The panties came off next as the big man pull at the panties and then with two cuts sliced off the panties and seemed to smirk at his handywork.

This can't be happening..... Janet thought.

Things like this don't happen to me.....

The sergeant seemed to have a burning hatred in his eyes as he continued to stare down Janet. He was so close in her face that she kept blinking.

The big burly man spoke:

"This is Master Sargeant York, he will be your drill instructor for the next 12 weeks. Sgt. York, this is your new runt, Janet Johnson, take over"

I'm not staying here for 12 weeks they are nuts!

The master sergeant came nose to nose with Janet as he leaned down to her.

"Yes Sir General" bellowed Sgt. York in a lion like roar that made Janet wince as if she was expecting to be hit.

The master sergeant had a stick of some sort under his arm. He seemed to walk around Janet which scared the hell of out her.

He wants to rape me..... she reasoned. He's another sick fuck like Bert.

Her concentration was broken as the master sergeant was yelling obcenities at her:

"You're nothing! Not worthy to breath God's god you worm!"

The verbal abuse ended when the big burly man yelled:

"Report"

The master sergeant immediately stopped his abuse, stood at attention and spoke:

"Sir, the recruit looks to be in good physical condtion, just a little weak but we will condition her, Sir."

"Continue" the big man hollered.

Couldn't they talk a little lower. We're all so close.... What the hell is he inspecting? What does he mean by just a little weak? That bastard....

The big burly man continued "Shower the recruit, wash her hair and clean her up. Get that makeup off her face and put her into her issued unifrom. Stow her belongings and assign her a bunk."

"No way!" whispered Janet but it was a losing battle.

To Janet's annoyance it was now the female corporal who seemed to be pushing her around. Janet was forced to the nearby shower nozzle. The water was cold! Janet tried to twist and squirm to elude her captors. She tried to pull the corporal under the spraying water too.

Maybe I can take the corporal in a fair fight..... she speculated in her brain as the cold water splashed against her awakening her senses. The corporal's hands seemed to be all over her as she lathered her up with soap....

"I bet you're a dyke!" she insulted the corporal.

 

[subFLmale]

Cary Swift

IC: This spoiled little brat was proving to be everything her husband had put into his admission application and even a little more. This is what I love about this camp and my work here, hell if the truth was known I would probably even do this for free, but the income I earn from these "clients" is more than Bill Gates makes and I am sure a lot more fun and satisfying.

Janet was again making comments out of line and trying to wrestle my Corporal who was showing remarkable signs of self control at this point. I knew that Janet's little party was about to come to an abrupt halt as soon as Sgt. Calhoun took charge of her. I have to say that in all my years of military service to our country I had never seen a harder or more determined drill sargeant. I almost felt sorry for Janet at this point, but she needs to learn the hard lesson that for every action there is a reaction and for every decision there are dire consequences.

Watching Janet struggle in the shower was having an effect on me. My cock had started to swell at the sight of this helpless little rich girl who thought she was the center of the world. She had a perfect trim tight little ass, small tits with extordinarilly large nipples that held a certain appeal all their own. As I looked at her hairy little bush I thought to myself that the hair had to go. A military shaving was in top order. I had a desire to go over and take her right there in the shower, but not now, she needed to know that her pleasure was soley at the discretion of the man she served. Before long she would be the one respectfully requesting the priveledge of serving me sexually. Then only after I was well satisfied and had sufficiently begged for her own release would I allow her that honor.

When our training was over she would be a proud alumni of our camp. She would long to return to these days. She would be the perfect submissive wife for Bert Johnson. Thousands had trod the path that Janet was now on and many thousands more would soon be following Janet. Our camps waiting list has over a three year waiting list and it grows daily.

"Corporal, scrub that piece of shit worm clean and make sure you wash behind her ears." A low chuckle was heard among my staff members who were all intently watching this first phase of the "breaking down" process. Janet was reacting exactly as expected. I could see the defiance in Janets face which seduced me even further.

 

[little_golden]

The wrestling continued and Janet was surprised at the strength of the corporal. The cold water was annoying. It made her senses shriek in shock.

Then the big burly man barked:

"Corporal, scrub that piece of shit worm clean and make sure you wash behind her ears."

The others seemed to laugh at the comment but Janet didn't find it funny at all. She didn't like to be laughed at. She didn't like it at all be on display like some cheap stripper.

For God's sake I'm naked... fighting under a shower in front of a bunch of strange men!

"Please let me get out of here" Janet pleaded with the corporal. She was trying to whisper the request. All in the hope the cascading water would hide the sound of her voice.......

 

[angels1stdying]

Cindy Swift

Colonel Cindy Swift. She is a master and ravishing beauty. She is 5'7", 120lbs and has 36C+ tits, she has brunette hair and big brown eyes.
___________________________________________________________

Walking over to the man that has my heart and glancing at the young woman that is giving him the opportunity to get into a good roll.

"Problems with the new runt,sir?" Giving Cary the proper salute. Then stepping to one side and watching as Sgt. Calhoun takes a hand in bringing this woman in line. Even smirking as the reaction on Cary was getting noticeable.

"Any Orders for me, Sir." I used the medium voice to let him know that I had no intention of letting his hard-on go to any waste either.

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhounh

The Colonel walked in and all heads turned. No matte whee she was, she captivated the room and everyone's attention, especially mine.

It was difficult to keep her rank in mind as i pictured her naked in my eyes, just as she had been a few days ago in the hotel room where we made love behind the General's back.

We watched the girl taking the shower with the corporals help. We heard her ask if she was a dyke, and I could have answered that too. No, not a dyke as she had proven to me being very much a woman as we had sex often, but definitely bi and part of our traning program for just that reason

As a matter of procedure, we always let her have the first night with a new recruit, as she knew just how to seduce a new girl and get her ready for the training period to start the next day, but I liked to watch

 

[little_golden]

Janet didn't like the circumstanes one bit..... The corporal seemed more than a little rough as she had soaped and sprayed her repeatedly with the icy cold water. Several times Janet had been sprayed in the face which had temporarily blinded her. But her contacts hadn't come out.... That was a stroke of good luck since she had a hard time seeing much without them.

Just as the unwanted shower seemed about to end another one of the military cult member seemed to arrive This was an attractive looking woman in an officer's uniform who was a little taller than herself, a brunette but whose inform did little to hide her curves. Janet couldn't tell if the woman simply had short hair or if longer hair was nestled inside her hat.

Another dyke, I bet she thought to herself as she felt the icy water dripping off her shivering nude body.

She could see sometyp of green army like fatigues on a chair. They seemed to be carefully folded in wacko military fashion. But somehow Janet had the suspicion these weren't ordinary army fatigues.

These cult members are pervert.... must be something special about them... she mused to herself.

"I'm not wearing those!" she spoke aloud as if her voice was only now retruning as she pointed to the green fatigues.

"This is crazy..." Janet mumbled as she tossed back her wet hair over her shoulder.

Janet felt a rising hatred for new woman officer as she spoke so condescendingly:

"Problems with the new runt,sir? "Any Orders for me, Sir."

She may be a little taller and heavier... But I can still make her very sorry.... Janet thought to herself as she imagined kicking and scratching the woman officer.

Janet gave the dirtiest of looks to the female officer......

 

[subFLmale]

Cary Swift

My corporal had been doing a great job in keeping her temper under control while taking the verbal and physical abuse from young Janet in the shower. This was her first week serving in the rank of corporal and this was part of her training and testing in that position. She had passed with flying colors that even made this General proud.

I looked at the corporal who was still holding back and gave her my nod of approval to remove the "kid" gloves with this little worm.

My corporal stepped up into the shower fully and without hesitation got into Janet's face saying "So, you want to continue playing it your way, huh?" Immediatly she reached out and with each hand grapped each of Janet's nipples and pinched so hard I thought they may just come off. Janet immediatly went down to the floor onto her knees to try to get away from the sudden source of pain. Now the corporal had her right where she wanted her - Janet's face only inches away from the corporals still BDU covered pussy, Her death grip on Janet's nipples still strong and firm.

"Not only will you put those on when you are told but you will thank me for allowing you to wear them worm. You will do everything when and how you are told and you will do it cheerfully. Any disobedience will bring swift and hard corrective action. Do you understand worm?" with this the corporal pulled Janet's face up against her crotch. The corporal had a gleam in her eye looking down upon Janet's naked body that was shaking from a mixture of the cold water, the pain and the humiliation she was experiencing.

Sgt. Calhoun stood silently at attention watchng and admiring the handiwork of our new corporal. She had protested the corporals promotion but I think now she had a new respect for her fortitude.

Colonel Swift, my wife had entered the room and watched the progress of what was happening. She knew well from past experience that I was now highly aroused and made a statement to that effect in saying "Any Orders for me, Sir." Looking at her she knew I could not resist.

"Yes maam, your deployment orders are just about ready to be carried out" I replied looking back at the poor helpless form of Janet still kneeling under the cold shower her face buried deep into my corporals pussy.

It was going to be a great night at the camp tonight.

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhoun

I said Ok, enough shower, Corporal. If she wants to sleep nude she has my permission. Otherwise she either ears the fatigues or goes nakes. I couldnt personally care less, but she wont pass inspection without the uniform as we all know.

The Gedneral and thes Colonel left hand in hand,m leaving me in charge of two now naked womewn, azss the corporaL had taken off her wet clothes too. She had Janet's head in her hands pressing her into her crotch, making it totally clear what she wanted, expected and demanded

And, what did I want, expwect and demand? just to be allowed to watch them

 

[little_golden]

Janet was taken aback as she the corporal become more vocal and aggressive:

"So, you want to continue playing it your way, huh?"

At that very second, Janet experienced overwhelming pain as the corporal grabbed her two nipples so hard that Janet thought she was trying to twist them off. Dropping to the floor like a wounding animal all Janet could do was to scream out in agonizing pain and whimpers and tears flooded down her face as she instinctively tried to cover her nipples with her hands trying to protect them from further abuse but the Corporal was holding on tight - like a farmer to his prized milking cow's tits.

Adding to her embarassment the nude corporal took the opportunity to stand over Janet in a suggestive fashion with her own bushy twat only inches from Janet's face.

"No more... please" whispered Janet to the Corporal.

"I'll wear the clothes......" Janet said hoping to get the corporal to release her sore nipples. The fatigues looked special as she stared over at the chair she realized the shirt was simply a small great tank top scooped out in the front and back. The bottoms were more of a micro-mini skirt in an ugly green color.

They look so tacky! she thought but right now she was anxious for any clothing.

Beside the chair on the floor she could see a hair buzzer the type used to shear off a lot of hair quickly. She wasn't sure what that was for and it made her very nervous......

 

[LilAshley]

New Recruit

OOC:
Kimberly Jackson

5' 5 inches
115lbs with a well toned atheletic body
Long blonde hair and bright green eyes with a model face
36D-24-34 , her chest bought by her hubby

Formerly Kimberly Smith who had been the daughter of a wealthy judge in uptstate New York. She had been spoiled all of her life and never known anything different. Then she went away to college, Harvard, to become a lawyer. To make a long story short, she ended up meeting a black student that was scraping his way along on financial aide. She never told anyone back home about her black boyfriend in fear of what could happen.

She helped him pay his way through college. Finally word got out and Daddy cut her off, disowning her. Now she had no place to turn to but Leonard, her boyfriend. He took this opportunity and figured she was such a slut in bed that she would be easy to manipulate and carry out his other fantasies of a good wife.

She married him and he convinced her to drop out of college and work as a waitress to help pay his way through college since he would have better opportunities as a man. He always played on her weaknesses and made her more and more under his control every day.

He was now a successful lawyer making good money at a firm, but he still made her waitress. Claiming it was better to keep her busy than be a bored housewife. He had brought up the idea for her to become his "assistant" at work once. He explained her duties as entertaining clienle as well as the more successful lawyers in his firm. Wanting to climb the ladder faster by having his wife sleep his way to the top, and to fufill his desires of having a sex wife that was also slutty enough to do anyone he told her to on command.

She felt disappointed that he would ask this of her and refused. After he talked it over with his colleauges they decided it would be a worthwhile investment and all chipped in for her tuition to this school they ahd heard of. So Leonard told her she was going on a short vacation to a spa resort. Knowing she was so easily tricked and manipulated he was sure this camp would be just what he needed for her to become the slut wife he desired.

IC:

I took my private flight to the airport and found my limo waiting. I hadn't packed any bag, Leo had explained that they had all the things I needed there for me. My short black designer dress clinged to my body as I sat in the limo, sipping on some of the finest white wine. I once had so many luxuries with a wealthy Daddy, but I lost all of that. However, I knew I made the righ choice with Leo, he was giving me what I needed badly again.

The limo stopped and the driver walked around and opened my door. I stepped out and put on my glasses to shade the bright sun. My heels dug into the gravel beneath me, wondering why a resort would have gravel and not cemet. Then I looked up, seeing what looked more like a Army base than a resort.

"Uhh excuse me driver, I think you have the wrong place" I mentioned to him politely, Leo had taught me not to be so snobby to people and they would be nicer to me.

"Nope, this is it for sure. I'm positive" He excalimed and nodded his head in the direction down the walkway with a grin on his face as he walked back to his door and hopped in.

I looked down and saw someone barreling down the walk towards me. Wow, that person sure looked mean, I hope they don't get mad when I clear all of this up. I waited for them to approach me so that I could figure this out and go get my mud bath and rub down at the resort, that flight and ride had me aching for some attention.

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhoun

"OK Corporal, enough of that. Give her her shave now unless you can get her to do her little duty", whereupon the corporal put her hands behind Janet's head and pulled her in tight to her own shaved pussy.

"Get the message, worm. You take care oif me and I'll take care of you. That's the way it works around here", she barked

Janet looked up at her. The pressure on the back of her head eased. The corporal hollered "NOW"

 

[angels1stdying]

Colonel Cindy Swift

We moved to other quarters and once behind the doors of Cary's main office I slid to my knees and looked at him with a smirkish grin.

"Awaiting your orders, Sir."

"Proceed as planned, Colonel Swift" Cary's eyes lite up as he spoke.

Removing the part of the pants that invade the goal, I slide them down far enough to allow me ample access to Cary's hard-on. Lowering my full llips onto the cap and licking across the top. I slowly worked his hard-on into my mouth and sucked/licked each inch as Cary pushed into my tight pursed lips. Giving each inch individual attention just the way Cary deserves.

Licking more of his cock and letting my throat relax to swallow and bring his cock into my throat. Taking my time to savor all of Cary's imenense organ that I so love. Making sure that every inch was well taken care of. Using my chin to stroke his balls and the way I stroke my cheek into his groin has a well sought after effect.

Groaning as his cock jerks in my throat and grabbing my hair and shoving into my mouth. He does it violantly and I love the way he fucks my mouth. I don't jerk or shy away, I take and suck harder on him as Cary does it. I can feel the build in his cock, the way that it swells and rewards me with rich thick streams of Cary's Hot Milk. Nursing each drop and licking him to a clean that passes his strictest detail.

When finished I look into his eyes that are burning with a firey lust. "Any other orders, Sir."

 

[little_golden]

Janet didn't like the way things had turned out and the corporal seemed as crazy as the rest of the cult.

I'm not giving my body to them. The bastard over there will probably mount me from behind if he got the chance. What a sick bastard Janet thought to herself as she tried to imagine a way to escape this psycho lodge.

In the back of her mind she suddenly wished she was on the pill. But her husband had been sterile for so long she had never worried about it.

The man from the back spoke up suddenly as if he wanted a display:
"OK Corporal, enough of that. Give her her shave now unless you can get her to do her little duty"

At that moment the corporal roughly forced her small hands behind Janet's head and pulled her in tight to her own shaved pussy.

"Ouuuuuch!" blurted out Janet.

"Take it easy...."

Fucking dyke! thought Janet.

The corporal barked in a nasty bossy voice:
"Get the message, worm. You take care oif me and I'll take care of you. That's the way it works around here".

The pressure on the back of her head forced her mouth closer to the woman's beautifil shaved pussy. She had a sweet odour and was probably desirable to most men but Janet just didn't go both ways. In high school she had experiemented a little but since then she had been extra careful to hide those feelings.

No way! No way! she told herself.

They wouldn't shave my sweet hairy pubic bush? What would that serve? My long brown hair is too beautiful to cut.....

"Fuck yourself dyke!" Janet spoke in a momentarily spat of bravery.

She knew she'd be punished. She would be wearing the strange little fatigues soon enough and probably other outfits too. These were crazy people.......

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhoun

"Ok Corporal, that does it."

Together we draggeed her over to a small stool and set it under the shower. I was tempted to just use cold water, but didnt want a cold shower either, as we sat Janet down and I kissed the corporal, and then got the cordless shaver and handed it to her. I stood behind Janet and leaned over and picked up and spread her two knees, holding her while the corporal started to cut her bush with scissors. When much of the hair was gone she started with the shaver. I got undressed not wanting to get my uniform wet, so all three of us were nude. I kept prodding the side of Janet's neck with my hard cock

Down to a stiubble, the corporal looked at Janet's contorted face, and then kissed and licked her pussy getting it wet. We turned on the shower, and she went to work with the razor.

It wasnt as if we'd never teamed up like this before. Some recruits were compliant and cooperative and their pleasures were rewarded. But, some were defiant and tried to hide their latent lesbian tendencies, but we always were able to bring them out in the open, as I held her securely and the last of her hairs were scraped away by the razor.

She was completely bare except for the top of her head, which would come later if she wanted to be sweet and helpful, but if not we could make her bald too if that was her choice.

Still holding Janet I watched the Corporal dive in to insure that she was in fact well shaved. She tested her cunt with her tongue and it took a long time for her to decide, but finally she announced that the shave was complete, and I let go of her knees letting her put her legs back down.

The corporal held a mirror for her to let her take a peek at herself. She couldnt resist. She spread her legs and looked at her beautiful shaved twat, and then felt it with her fingers while we watched.

Her face softened and I could tell we were making progress, aas she started to finger herself.

The corporal stepped forward again and pushed her own shaved cunt right to Janet's face, giving her another chance to make this easy, but the choice was hers.

Say no and we would shave her head and then handcuff her to a bunk bed and take turns with her.

Say yes and do the corporal willingly and nicely, and she would have a good time. It was up to her

I'd get mine either way, taking my turns with Janet or the corporal, and I was getting very turned on by the prospect.

 

[little_golden]

Janet dreaded the words from the Sergeant's lips. He spoke harshly and she knew the game had changed drasticly as he spoke sharply and headed towards her:

"Ok Corporal, that does it."

Janet cursed:
"No... no ....no!" but the corporal and sergeant made easy work of dragging Janet to a stool under the shower.

It got weird as the sergeant momentarily kissed the corporal before they started to get rough forcing Janet into an awkward position with her legs spread too wide for her liking.

"Let me go!" Janet pleased with the sergeant but it was too late.

The Corporal was already snipping at her hairy bush.

"Why?" Janet screamed out. It was humiliating to her - even senseless. The humming of the shaver started and then a vibrating sensation teased her pussy to her shame and frustration. She wasn't in control. Janet didn't like that - but it excited her too. Her body was responding to the pair. The vibrating was too much - it reminded her of her own dildo.

"Ooooo" she whispered in embarassment as the corporal methodically shaved away to leave a fine stubble. As the corporal finished the job she could sense the sergeant "getting ready". His pants lay on the floor and his clothing was dropping quickly. Soon he'd be there too.

I'm getting fucked Janet realized. Not a thing I can do.... my pussy is even excited....

Janet could hear a few steps and then a hard cock seemed to pressing against the back of her neck.

Is the corporal going to hold me down? Janet worried.

Janet watched in shock as the corporal pulled out a little shaving cream and a razor. Her resistance faded as she didn't want to be mutilated. The corporal simply shaved away with a wicked grin on her face. Janet felt like a young girl now - her pussy was bald......

"AAAAaaaaaaaaaaa" moaned Janet for a sweet velvetly tongue explored her new smoothness.

"Oh no.. please no...." whispered Janet but she knew it was too late. It seemed the corporal was repositioning her for the sergeant's benefit. The sergeant was out of her view and she knew he'd probably mount her from behind like a dog fucker.......

Bastard! she thought. But there wasn't a thing she could do. She was wet now and he would have an easy time sliding into her. Her body would take him eagerly regardless of how she despised him.

The mirror appeared and Janet couldn't resist a peak and spread her legs.

"I'm beautiful" she whispered and smiled at the smoothness.

Nothing was hidden anymore. She was eager for a male. Her feminine secrets were no longer so hidden. Janet touched herself.... so smooth... so pink... so ready...

The corporal stuck her cunt in Janet's face... awkward Janet moved forward.... she began licking her softly like a kitten as she found the sweet lips and worked her way around the outter lips before licking the inner lips and working her fingers to better find her target......... Janet opened her legs as she knelt before the corporal......

 

[catlover]

Sgt Calhoun

Janet knelt before the corporal giving her her tongue. Her legs were apart, and as she knelt, I lightly massaged her back and down to her very cute ass, and then between her legs with my fingers probing her hairless pussy.

I spoke softly to Janet, saying "welcome to the club. You are no longer "worm", now you are Janet" as I pressed up against her kneeling from behind her. She shifted a little getting herself higher, so i could rub her with my hard cock between her legs from behind.

Suddenly the corporal shreiked from her orgasm and stepped aside. Janet turned and looked at me with a smiling face covered with the corporal's juices. I kissed her and quetly offerred her a choice of a man or a woman. I stood, and pointed my hard cock at her face, and got my answer as she took me into her mouth.

Soon I would get to taste her hairless pussy, and since she was shaved since i was, I was the one with the stubble and would have to be careful and gentle with her.

At daybreak tomorrow we would go on our first cross country run. Not far or fast on the first day, but far enoiugh to be in a little private spot the corporal and i knew and used often, and we would have our first training sessioin with this little darling.