| STORY DESCRIPTION Recruit Johnson's stressed. Thrown right into a military exercise, it doesn't help to be tasked with collecting classified documents from the enemy base when the rest of his team is already down. He'll do anything to complete the mission. But when that involves satisfying the lustful desires of his dominating sergeant and her dickgirl corporal, will he obey or will he have second thoughts?
[WARNING: This story contains explicit scenes described in graphic language, sizzling menage action, femdom, bdsm, domination, oral sex, anal sex, double penetration, transsexual sex, sex with a dickgirl and more! Adults only.]
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She's a similarly sexy looking woman with two chevrons sewn onto her olive green sleeve - she's a corporal. Not as highly ranked as the sergeant but still higher than me all the same.
"What's going on?" I blurt out at last. Normally I should be dead already, slumped over the table in front of me covered in a pool of paint. So why aren't I out of the game yet? We're supposed to be on opposing teams this round, right?
She senses the uncertainty and confusion in my eyes and smiles accordingly. Holding up a brown filed with the words 'CLASSIFIED' stamped onto them, she stares straight at me, relishing in the eagerness I radiate for the mission objective. My arms reach out to grab it. I'm fast, but she's faster.
"No? bad boy!" she pulls the file back out of my reach and wiggles her finger. She's mocking me, the both of them are! But as long as I can complete the mission objective, I'm willing to do whatever it takes.
"You want this, am I right?" she purrs.
I nod. There's no point lying about it. She looks past me and nods at the corporal. I hear the 'click' of the door being locked and instinctively shiver slightly in fear. From my past secret romps with my platoon sergeant, I have a sinking feeling of what's going to happen next. The problem is, I can't believe she's actually willing to invite a third person to watch/join in the fun as well! |
