My steps are quick, but sergeant's arm is quicker. I choke on the floor after she clotheslines me, sending me sprawling backwards onto the floor.

"Now, now, Recruit Johnson, did I say you could leave?"

She steps over me, kneels down and grabs my shirt, pulling me three inches from her angry face. I'm scared and turned on at the same time.

"No, ma'am." I whimper softly, feeling my erection grow harder than ever. Parade be damned, I want ma'am to treat me as roughly as she can!

"You betcha sorry ass I didn't give permission." she seethes as she lets go. I fall back onto the floor, curled up while stroking myself and watching the both of them. If I'm going to suffer at their hands I better enjoy myself while I can.

"Corporal!" sergeant's booming voice fills the room.

"Yes, ma'am!" Corporal Dara responds with an equally confidence voice.

"Take five at the side. You can watch while you like, but first, go to the bunks and retrieve Recruit Johnson's graduation uniform." sergeant turns to me and flashes me an ominously naughty smile.

"I think it's time I teach Recruit Johnson here a little lesson myself."