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Her Bottom And The Sergeant’s Stick

Her Bottom And The Sergeant’s Stick

Sergeant Brute #2: Not sure about her military career, she found a way to survive

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I’ve been in uniform for the last five years that I lived in South Africa, being a member of the South African Defence Force. I loved being in uniform and had some… er… interesting experiences.

The story which follows is not a true story.

No, it’s my imagination running wild, remembering people I’ve met in the military, and the authority that oozed from their veins. To be honest, despite having loved to be in uniform, and having followed the rules and protocol, I believed everyone was just human. We all had to eat, all had to sleep, all had to… well, you get the picture.

Below is the second of two parts of this story with a military setting.

Enjoy!


Her Bottom And The Sergeant’s Stick

Read part 1 here…

Meeting The Sergeant Face To Face

Meeting The Sergeant Face To Face

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“Anything?”

Lory instantly knew what the sergeant meant by that one word. Her nipples hardened almost to the point where they hurt and her panties were soaked with an unprecedented lust.

“Yes, si… Sergeant.”

Lory didn’t flinch when his hands covered her breasts and lightly squeezed them.

Sergeant Bruce let go of her breasts and walked around to stand behind her one more time. Again he pressed his body against her body, moving his crotch and pressing his hardness against her hands.

Lory moved her fingers to fondle his crotch.

The sergeant breathed in hard and after a couple of seconds, he stepped back.

“Drop your pants, recruit.”

Lory hesitated only for a moment. Lust clouded her judgment. She unbuttoned the combat pants and pushed them down to her knees.

“Down to your ankles,” Sergeant Bruce said.

Lory bent forward and pushed her pants as far down as they would go. Behind her, Sergeant Bruce enjoyed the view on her bottom.

“Now do the same with your panties,” he said.

As she did, Sergeant Bruce looked at her pussy and saw a hint of wetness glistening on her slit.

Standing at ease, Lory waited for his next command.

He didn’t speak. His hands rested on her upper arms as he helped her to inch forward until her hips touched his desk. Then he pushed her upper body down onto the table, his hand resting between her shoulder blades.

“Let’s see what we have here,” he said as he touched the soft flesh between her buttocks and thighs.

His fingers brushed against her labia as he pulled the flesh sideways.

Lory breathed in hard when her lips spread to reveal her wetness. Her legs were trapped in the combat pants, preventing her from spreading them.

Sergeant Bruce didn’t seem to mind. He ran his finger through her wetness, from top to bottom, ending at her swollen clitoris. He moved his finger back in the direction it came from and pushed between her labia, slipping one finger inside.

Lory pushed herself up to her tip-toes, inviting the sergeant in. She was surprised when she felt his hard cock pressing against her opening, because she hadn’t heard him taking off his pants.

He spread her labia with his fingers, exposed her opening, and pushed in.

Lory moaned when he buried all of his erection deep inside her. He pulled back until just the tip of his cock was still in her and then pushed in hard again.

Soon he picked up his pace and roughly fucked her, until he slammed in one last time, grunted and climaxed.

For seconds, they didn’t move.

Lory gasped when he buried his hand in her hair and pulled her up, in the process turning her head so she could see part of his face.

“One word about this and your military career will be over before it even started.”

Lory didn’t answer. She was planning to leave anyway, so his threat didn’t scare her. She wanted to tell him this, but just kept her lips pressed together and looked at him. She wondered how many women he had scared like this before, only to use them for his own pleasure.

“Do you understand, recruit?” the sergeant asked.

Lory pushed back against the sergeant and pulled her hair from his grip.

In surprise, Sergeant Bruce let go and stepped back.

Lory turned around and lifted herself onto the table. She leaned back, supporting herself with her arms.

“Yes, Sergeant Bruce,” she said in her sweetest, obedient voice, while slowly spreading her legs, giving him a full view of her naked crotch.

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