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  I knew it was happening, but it didn’t seem real. Like it was happening to someone else. The focus of the group standing above was palpable. I felt it on my pussy. On my tits. Every male pitched an obvious tent. Several of them even had drool oozing down their smooth chins. If Straker wasn’t here, I knew exactly what these animals would do to me.

  I wouldn't be able to stop them.

  I hated that they saw me. Not that. I hated that it was their choice to see me. That I didn’t have control. Anger boiled in my belly. I opened my legs as wide as I could and angled my pelvis up, making my pussy stick out.

  “Get a good fucking look, you degenerates!”

  My words or my movement caused a stir in the group. O’Malley grabbed his pants and stroked himself through the green cloth.

  He wanted me so bad. I saw it in his crazed eyes. My pussy hypnotized him. From somewhere deep in my subconscious, a smile formed. Like a part of me wanted to know if I could take them all. Even for my first time.

  That was my dirty, little secret. As much shit as I talked. As much as I swayed my curvy ass to help win better assignments. I was a virgin. No guy had stuck around long enough to change that.

  Their loss.

  I wanted to burn that fucking bridge right this second. I wanted to scream and demand Straker shove his stiff cock inside me. I wanted it my way. But I knew nothing good would come of demanding it.

  Straker stepped into view.

  “You have a filthy mouth, Private Smith,” he said. “If you dirty our ears with it again, I’ll stuff it full.”

  “Fuck you!”

  It came out before I could stop it. I didn’t like him thinking he owned me. No matter how hot he was. Nobody owned me. Not even Uncle Sam.

  “You've made your choice,” Straker said. He turned to me. A burning light in his deep blue eyes. He reached down and unbuckled his belt.

  Oh God! Was he going to beat me? Whip me black and blue? All for a few angry words? That was fucked up!

  WHAP.

  I flinched as he slapped the belt in his hand.

  “As much as you might deserve a proper beating," Straker said, "I can't deal with the avalanche of paperwork from an ER visit. Hard spanking with an open hand will do."

  What?

  I turned to him and he raised questioning eyes at me. Daring me to have a problem with it.

  “I’d love to terminate this punishment and help you pack your bags, Private Smith.”

  I bit my tongue.

  Fuck.

  The Army owned my ass.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Dr. Straker dropped his belt to the floor. It curled up like a snake ready to strike. He leaned down, lightning fast, and swatted my inner thigh.

  “OWWW!” I yelped. “What the fuck was that for?” I jerked my leg and it went no where.

  He shook his head like I’d failed the APFT. He swore everyday that if any of us failed the physical at the end of basic training, he’d personally kick our ass all the way back to Shitburg. It was a surprise that every single one of us apparently grew up there.

  “Filthy mouth,” he said under his breath. He unzipped his pants and yanked them down. Of course, he had camo underwear on.

  Really?

  Was it like he was going to end up nearly naked in a battle zone somewhere? And the reason for his survival was because his cock looked like a tree trunk?

  Did it?

  Look like a tree trunk?

  He tugged his underwear and pants to his knees. His cock hung thick and heavy between his legs. He yanked his shirt off and threw it to the ground.

  Holy Jesus of Nazareth!

  His abs were chiseled granite. You could wash clothes on them. I wanted to climb them. His broad, hard chest hinted at the power he wielded. His biceps bulged as he lifted his cock and stroked it.

  The building agony in my pussy flared. A hot pulse of need hit me. I wanted that cock inside me. Taking my virginity. Making me a woman.

  He stepped to my head and then swung a leg over my face, his ass in my face. He held his cock down between his legs and bumped it into my lips. His enormous balls filled my view. The crack of his ass inches above.

  This was his idea of shutting me up!

  I should've have kept my damn mouth shut. Now, I had no choice but to open it wide. Still, I wouldn’t surrender without a fight. I clenched my teeth closed. I'd bite that thing off if he pushed me.

  His cock bumped my lips.

  He pinched my nose.

  There was no way I was going to let him feed that thick rope down my throat. Not if I didn’t ask for it.

  I couldn’t breathe! My lungs ached. My chest burned.

  Air!

  My mouth popped open and I sucked in a huge breath of air, alongside Straker’s cock.

  One hand gripping the base of his shaft, he fed me his full length with one thrust.

  I gagged and hacked. Not ready for it filling my throat. His balls swatted my nose. His ass grazed my eyelashes. I flinched back, trying to dig my head into the mattress, but there wasn't much give. Not much meaning zero.

  He clutched my breasts and squeezed. My ample flesh spilled out the sides of even his monster-sized grip. His rough hands kneaded my tender flesh. He circled his fingertips around my nipples, tickling and flicking them to hard, jagged peaks. He rolled them between his fingers.

  Against my will, I arched up into him. The sweet agony in my nipples swept around my body in tingling waves. Wetness dripped out of me.

  Straker grunted. His cock pumped in and out of my mouth. His balls a suffocating pillow over my nose with every thrust.

  “Squad, look here,” Straker said. He leaned forward and sandwiched my pussy lips between two fingers. One finger directly on my groove.

  I moaned, but the sound got stuck on the cock in my throat.

  “She’s soaking wet,” he said. He shoved a finger into my pussy. My hips rolled open to help him deeper. I tried to fight it. I tried not to want it.

  But my body betrayed me. I wanted it all.

  And more.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Straker pulled his finger out. He held it high for everyone to see. It glistened wet and shiny under the buzz of the fluorescent ceiling lights.

  “This is the kind of lubrication you only get from an eighteen-year-old.”

  He held his finger out to O’Malley—the slavering dog.

  “Give a smell,” Straker said.

  O’Malley took a big whiff and jerked the bulge in his pants.

  “Everyone, gather round, take a whiff of Private Smith’s pussy,” Straker said.

  Even as my mouth and throat worked his cock, my mind was horrified at my squad mates sniffing my pussy juice. The slick lubrication was never meant to be sniffed at, peered at, examined like a laboratory rat.

  It was humiliating. I still had to finish basic training with these people. I was never going to hear the end of it. Every fucking minute filled with their derision and ridicule.

  I gagged and then fought to regain my breath. I had to focus on keeping my throat open and accepting or the gag spasms hit. It wasn’t so different from bonging a beer. You relaxed and opened your throat and waited to be filled up.

  With a wet slurp, Straker pulled all the way out. He dragged his cock over my nose, between my eyes. He tapped my forehead with it.

  THWAP. THWAP.

  He was so thick. Like a fucking meat log.

  He reached into his open satchel on the bunk and pulled out a silver, cylindrical device.

  Oh fuck.

  A speculum.

  What was that for?

  I mean, I knew what it was for. But I didn’t know what it was doing here.

  “Let’s take a closer look at Private Smith’s vagina," Straker said. "We’ll forgo the unnecessary lubrication.”

  He held the shiny silver device up to me.

  “It’ll be a little cold at first. Just relax and you’ll get through it.”

  He didn’t wait for me to respo
nd. To give him permission. He didn’t give a fuck what I thought.

  Chill metal plunged inside me. It went deeper and deeper. Like it was going to tunnel through my body and out my back.

  “Now, I’m going to open her up,” he said.

  Then, the pressure.

  Oh my god.

  The intense, full stretching shook me. My insides clenched and went wider still.

  Straker clicked on a small flashlight and shined it between my legs. He knelt down and peered into the depths of my pussy.

  I couldn’t even imagine the horror show going on down there. It was all I could do to keep from crying out.

  “Look at this,” he said. “I believe we have an eighteen-year-old virgin. They really do exist. Private Smith, you make me rethink unicorns and the tooth fairy.”

  My squad snickered.

  “Are you a virgin, Private Smith?” he asked.

  I didn’t want to say it. Not in front of everyone. Jesus, they already had way too much shit on me.

  SMACK.

  His palm lit up my inner thigh.

  “Answer me,” he said.

  “Yes. Yes. Okay. Fuck. Yes I am. There.”

  “I already knew with certainty,” he said. “I think the squad just wanted to hear you say it.”

  They all laughed.

  I was so going to get them all back for this. Each and every one. From that fat ass O'Malley to that four-eyes brainiac Winkler.

  “Don’t look so cross,” Straker said. “What did you expect? This is punishment. It’s not designed to be fun.”

  I gave him my best kiss-my-ass fake smile.

  He winked and continued.

  “There is the cervix,” he said and pointed. “Everyone take a turn. You don’t see this every day.”

  Straker's thick cock hung between his legs as he spoke. He moved as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

  Or maybe as if he owned the world and didn't give a rat's ass what the renters thought.

  He stared into my pussy.

  “What? You need a fucking picture?”

  He looked up at me with a wicked grin. “You need gagged again?”

  That shut me up quick. Sure, I’d like to have his big cock in my mouth. But not in front of the squad. Not so out of my control. He leaned down again and a flash of lightning ignited between my legs.

  His tongue landed soft and moist on my clit. He licked up and tickled under the protecting hood.

  My body shuddered and shook. Like my clit was the epicenter of an 8.6 shaker.

  “Watch closely everyone. I want you to see how the inside of her vagina reacts when she orgasms.”

  I couldn’t believe it. It was a nightmare. Straker’s insistent tongue lashed me. Hurt me with exquisite agony. I needed to come so bad. So fucking bad.

  But not in front of my squad.

  Straker made sure I didn’t have a choice. He reared back and slapped my thigh. Owww fuck! It jiggled and settled. The burn seeped in and mixed with the whirlpool of ecstasy and pain doing the rounds inside. They danced in a blur so fast it was hard to tell which was which. They became one.

  Straker resumed my lashings. He lapped me like a dog at a water bowl. Every touch blasted echoing quivers through me.

  And I came.

  Straker pulled back and gave the others a clear view. They took turns peering into my gaping pussy. Straker’s fingers sandwiched my clit, rubbing up and down, making sure my orgasms didn’t fade before he wanted them to.

  I lay there in stunned, orgasmic, horrified silence. Clenching, delicious agony coursed through me as every single one of my squad mates knelt down and peered deep inside my pussy.

  As I came.

  How fucking humiliating.

  The guys didn’t even pretend not to be interested. They jumped down and looked ready to eat me alive. O’Malley was in such a rush he tripped and would’ve impaled the speculum into me if Straker hadn’t caught him.

  At least O’Malley got a hard rap to the head for it.

  The girls in the squad pretended to be disgusted or disinterested, but they each took their turn. And their turns were no shorter than the rest.

  After everyone took a turn between my legs, Straker adjusted the speculum. The pressure inside me eased and the smooth metal slipped out.

  Thank God.

  It was over. I survived. Barely. The rest of basic training was going to be a fucking nightmare. With my spanked ass on the end of every disgusting joke these degenerates could think of.

  Thank God it was over.

  “Untie me already,” I said. I just wanted to be alone.

  “You packing your bags?” Straker said.

  “What?”

  “We aren’t done yet,” he replied.

  CHAPTER SIX

  “All of that was for science,” Dr. Straker said. “For the advancement of their education.” He gestured to the circle of depraved fiends that surrounded me. I longed to slap each of them in turn, but having my legs and arms spread and bound wasn’t going to let that happen.

  I looked back at Straker. At the hard ridges over every inch of his body. He was one lean cut of beef.

  Mother Mary save me!

  Why did Straker have to be such a hunk? Such a piece of hard candy needing to be sucked? Why did his cock look so big and yummy?

  Straker stood between my legs.

  “You want to go home, Private Smith? It’d be the happiest day of my life to buy your ticket.”

  What an asshole. He wasn’t going to break me. None of them were.

  “I’d open my mouth to say no but I’m afraid you might think it an invitation to shove your cock back in.”

  “Is it an invitation?”

  I so wanted to say yes. To suck the cum out of his balls like I needed it to live.

  But not in front of everyone. Not like this.

  “No, it isn’t. Get on with the punishment.”

  He raised an eyebrow at me.

  I hoped he was surprised. That my attitude was a kick in his balls.

  “You heard the lady, get your asses up close, dimwits! Get your pants down and get busy. I don’t want to see anyone fall out until you’ve emptied your loads on Private Smith. Even you ladies!”

  So that was the real punishment the squad had chosen!

  Fucking disgusting!

  And hot.

  I disgusted myself thinking it was hot.

  But I did.

  They thought this was going to teach me a lesson. Well fuck them! I’d take every last shot and smile. On the belly, on the tits, in my face. Whatever. They weren’t getting the satisfaction of seeing me grossed out and trying to escape.

  O’Malley had his pants down in a flash. He grunted and a jet of hot cum splashed on my knee. Another spurt went further and trickled down my hip.

  “O’Malley’s leading the pack for once,” Straker said.

  The rest of my squad shouldered in around me and pulled their pants down. In less than a minute, a sea of cocks surrounded me. Heavy hands thumped them, whipping them toward eager completion. A few unshaven pussies eyeballed me too. Hot fingers pumped inside them. Just as eager as the boys.

  Fuck it. Let them come on me. Then it could be finished. I could find a way to live with it. After a long, hot shower.

  “Private Smith,” Straker said, “I’m a devout Catholic and I will not spill my seed without purpose.”

  Why tell me? I didn’t care what religion he was. What the fuck difference did that make?

  His cock slid between my lips.

  “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” I jibbered.

  “You like that?”

  My head nodded before I could stop it.

  His size stretched me open. Wider than the speculum. Only his was a hot spear burning into me. A stinging wound that healed the more he pounded. He grabbed my hips and dug his fingers in. His chest flexed and his stomach rippled as he fucked me. Corded muscle rippled in his arms as he hammered my pussy.

  A hot spurt h
it my stomach. Another splashed my tit. I couldn’t tell which direction it came from. The world was a mosaic of jerking hands and cocks and pussies.

  Straker grunted and moaned and kept at his steady rhythm.

  Someone above my head grunted, deep and raspy. A splash of scalding cum coated my lips. I licked it off and the second spurt dropped neatly into my mouth. The salty tang shocked me. I swallowed it quickly and licked at the thick coating on the roof of my mouth.

  “This squad is a team,” Straker yelled. “You stick together. Stay together. Come together!”

  His thumb found my clit. He circled and teased it as his cock bored into me. My hips bucked under him, opening myself before his every thrust. My belly tensed.

  Hot seed spilled on my tits, from both sides of the circle. My nipples drowned in milky white. The grunts and moans and higher-pitched orgasms grew to fever pitch. The room shook with guttural noise.

  They came on me. Together.

  I needed to join them.

  Straker bottomed out inside me and pinned the weight of his body on his cock. His stomach clenched. Hard muscles etched clear under the skin. He pulsed inside me. A searing spray erupted and coated the walls inside me.

  He throbbed again and his hot cum filled me. He yanked his cock out. The feel of his sliding flesh on my inner walls was too much.

  He dropped to his knees and covered my pussy with his mouth. He sucked my clit in between his teeth and tongued me.

  I blasted off. Through the roof. Through the clouds. To outer space or some place like it. Where no thinking, no breathing, no nothing happens but the climax.

  I came and came. Shuddering spasms swept through me.

  Waterfalls of hot seed fell upon me. Briny cum splashed into my mouth. It pooled over my eyes. I jerked as each hot string slapped my tits and belly.

  All the while, my legs begged to close around Straker’s face. To stop the jagged intensity.

  He kept going. Licking and sucking.

  Making me come harder and harder.

  I was insane.

  It hit me like a hammer blow.

  I was utterly insane. No rational thought left.

  I was a pulsing, shuddering blob of orgasm.