New America the Sufferage of Men 03

NOTES

This story is about the intersecting lives of seven men living in the female-led New America government. It is primarily a CFNM story. Each new chapter deals with another of the seven men, each living in a different male Classification or cast. Eventually the seven men meet up and become a force for change. I recommend that you read the Prologue and prior chapters for background information for the story.

All characters engaging in sexual activity are age 18 and over.

All remaining characters are fictional and are not based on real people. Therefore, any likeness to real people is coincidental and unintended.

This publication contains nudity and references and/or describes situations of humiliation of men in a female dominated society of the future.

© July, 2018 -- Trapezoid1976

Chapter 3

Males in the Military -- Classification 2

Week One -- Fall In

Day 1 -- Reception to the Army of New America

At 18 years old, Roger Warren is a Classification 2 male and a new recruit for the New American Army. The title of recruit is a misnomer. With the erosion of Article 3, the New America government dictates what males serve in the military and males have no freedom to choose. They are typically selected based on temperament, overall physique, and willingness to submit to the female leadership of the armed forces. They are provided access to weapons based the need or mission and based on the demonstrated loyalty and submission of the soldier.

Roger comes from a Mid-Western farming community and worked on a family farm currently owned by his mother, and is therefore accustomed to a private female-led home and work life. He is also accustomed to forced nudity or being "divested" as it is now frequently called in the New America Government. For nearly his entire life, Roger grew up in a nation with the eroded rights of the male population.

Roger was traveling via bus to boot camp, and as a Classification 2 male in public, was not forced to be "divested" for the bus trip. His bus arrived at Fort Benning, Georgia as the sun was rising in the early morning and is about to begin his indoctrination. Roger's bus came to a stop inside the camp as the sun was just peeking over the horizon.

Waiting for the bus was Master Sergeant Leslie Philips. When the door of the bus opened she stood next to the doorway and started barking orders, "Alright new recruits move it! Move it! Move it! Get off that bus and fall in line!" She pointed where they should line up as she repeated her commands again and again.

Master Sergeant Phillips is a stunningly beautiful blonde woman with an athletic and toned hard-body. Even through the shadow of the wide-brimmed hat she wore, her bright blue eyes shone through. She held a riding crop in one hand, which rhythmically slapped her opposite hand. Though a Sergeant is a non-commissioned officer position, in the New America Government it is always held by females. The female-held Master Sergeant position ensures the successful indoctrination of new male recruits. As she continued to bark her orders, Roger and the rest of the new recruits followed her commands and fell in line outside the bus.

Once they were all in line Master Sergeant Phillips shouted, "I am your drill instructor. You will obey any and all of my orders beginning immediately. Failure to obey my commands will result in discipline," she added while slapping the riding crop against her hand. "Now, get out of your clothes and throw them on the ground behind you!" She continued to slap the riding crop into her other hand as she continued, "You will not be need you clothes for the duration of your training."

Although Classification 2 males may be permitted to wear clothing, it was always up to the base commander. Clothing for males is not permitted on this base. Here complete male nudity was used by the female leadership to reinforce command and control, and female superiority.

Master Sergeant Phillips then began walking down the line as they began discarding their clothing. She then said, "What you need, you will be provided. What is not provided, you don't need!"

Each young man did as instructed and divested themselves of all clothing and then stood again at attention the best they knew how. Master Sergeant Phillips again walked down the line of naked men. She paused briefly at nearly every young man and stared first at his penis, and then into their eyes before proceeding down the line. "Eyes straight ahead," she'd bark when anyone was looking down or elsewhere.

When she got to the end of the line she said, "You are about to meet your base commander, Captain Sara Ellis. I expect you to stand at attention for the duration of her visit."

As Master Sergeant Leslie Philips finished her comment, an open-air Jeep pulled up in front of the group driven by a naked man. The naked man jumped out and ran to the passenger side of the vehicle where he took the hand of a beautiful brunette woman dressed in a crisply pressed uniform. She stepped out of the vehicle and approached the group of naked recruits. The naked men stood at attention as instructed as Captain Ellis stopped and stood before them. Slowly she scanned up and down each of them as she looked over the line, seemingly enjoying her new naked recruits.

Captain Ellis then addressed the young men, "This should be an important day in your life! You are here because you are a privileged few males that were deemed fit to serve in the Army of New America. With that privilege comes responsibility. If you do not or cannot conform to the requirements of your position or refuse to accept that responsibility, you will wash out of this force and be relegated to a Classification 5 male at best. That choice is yours. You are about to embark on a boot camp training and indoctrination program designed to weed out those of you not worthy of Classification 2 males. Some of you will not successfully complete the program. Understand clearly, we will not tolerate any kind of insubordination or the lack of conformity!"

She looked up and down the line of recruits again and then said, "The clock starts now! You will immediately begin your training and indoctrination into the Army of New America. I expect the best out of each and every one of you. Good Luck recruits."

As quickly as she appeared, the camp commander jumped was back into her Jeep and was chauffeured away.

Master Sergeant Phillips barked, "Recruits, grab your personal gear only. Leave all clothing behind and follow me to your barracks." She gave them a moment to gather personal items the said, "Move it now recruits," as she began jogging down the road.

Anyone that did not immediately comply or took too long gather up their personal items and start following the Master Sergeant was ushered back on the bus by several posted armed guards, which instantaneously and unceremoniously ended their quest to remain a Classification 2 male. Just like that!

Roger Warren was fit and strong from working on the farm and easily kept stride with the drill instructor. Master Sergeant Philips turned around and started jogging backwards and appeared to be enjoying watching the bouncing penis's of her other new recruits. At the end of the road she turned stopped and motioned the men to pass her on the right. She then followed from behind, enjoying their naked buttocks jiggle with each stride.

At the third barracks on the right she shouted, "Recruits halt, and fall in line." Several recruits were winded with their hands on their knees.

Seeing this Master Sergeant Phillips barked, "Stand at attention recruits!" The men straightened up and continued to gasp for air. Master Sergeant Phillips walked up to one of the winded men and grabbed his scrotum and penis and shouted as she squeezed, "This is mine recruit. You are all mine! This was just a walk in the park compared to what is ahead of you." The out of breath man groaned as she squeezed and inquired, "Did you have something to say recruit?"

"Sir, no sir," the man managed in response.

Master Sergeant Phillips squeezed and rhetorically asked, "Do I look like a subservient man to you recruit? I am not a sir! You will address me as mam, Sergeant or Sergeant Mam. Do you understand?

The recruit moaned a response, "Mam, yes mam, I understand."

Master Sergeant Phillips let go of the man and said as she pointed to the barracks, "This is your home for the next ten weeks recruits. Go inside, claim a bunk, stow your personal items and reassemble here in three minutes or less, beginning now!" She tapped her watch and the men scattered.

Roger quickly found his bunk, threw his things into his locker and was the first to return to the waiting Master Sergeant. Master Sergeant Philips smiled and looked back at her watch as several others soon took their place in the lineup. The last man out was one of those gasping for air after the run to the barracks. Master Sergeant Philips stood in front of him with the brim of her hat against his forehead and said, "Recruit, you better pick up the pace or you're out of here! Do you understand?"

The man replied in the affirmative, still gasping for air.

Master Sergeant Phillips turned to her left and commanded the recruits, "Follow me and DON'T fall behind." The off she started to jog with the recruits quickly following behind her. Roger being the first one out was first in the line and had the privilege of examining the Master Sergeant's well-toned buttocks, not well hidden by her uniform, as she ran ahead of him.

"Recruits halt, and fall in line," Master Sergeant Philips called out as they arrived at their next destination. She moved to the center of the line and said, "You will follow me inside and have your hair cut as the first step in your indoctrination. Once the barber is finished with you, you will then enter the showers and shave EVERY other hair from your body. When you walk out of that shower for my inspection, I expect you to look like a little eight year-old boy. If you do not pass my inspection, you will be disciplined and then try again until you get it right. The only hair I expect to see on your bodies will be those left by the barber on the top of your head. Do you understand recruits?"

"Mam, yes mam," the recruits all replied in unison.

Roger knew he would have his hair cut off and he always shaved his pubic region as required by law. He never expected to have to shave off all other vestiges of his manhood. Of course, being the first in line for the jog over, he was first to have his hair cut. A naked and hairless male barber started his work as soon a Roger uncomfortably sat in the chair and had his head shorn. One-by-one the recruits sat down before the naked barber. He was positioned behind the chair and quietly performed his work with only the buzz of the clippers. Quickly the hair pile up on the floor at his feet.

Once Roger was finished Master Sergeant Philips pointed him toward the shower. The water was cold and goose bumps formed on his skin, and to his dismay, it never warmed up. Roger lathered his body and began shaving his chest. Another recruit entered the shower and also started shaving, and soon another. Roger shaved his arms, then legs and then armpits. He rinsed himself off and did a one-over look to be sure he got everything hair off. When he looked around he noticed there were no towels so he did his best to squeegee water from his body using his hands and then reported to Master Sergeant Philips for inspection.

Master Sergeant Phillips was standing in front of the windows and Roger stood cold, wet and hairless at attention in front of her.

"Hold out your arms recruit," Master Sergeant Philips commanded. She examined each arm then said, "Now raise your arms recruit." Roger obeyed her command and she inspected him to ensure he had complied with her instruction of all remaining hair. She then kneeled down in front of Roger and examined the front of his legs and pubic region. Roger was extra embarrassed because the cold water made his penis and scrotum shrink up to gain the warmth of his body. None-the-less, with Master Sergeant Phillips kneeling in front of him and his increased embarrassment, his penis began to swell into a semi-erect state.

"Turn around recruit," Master Sergeant Philips commanded, and Roger complied giving her an eye-level look at his bare ass. She looked up and down each leg and then to Roger's surprise she then commanded, "Spread your legs apart and then bend over and touch the ground recruit." Roger took a hard gulp and reluctantly complied. He had never thought of shaving his ass so he immediately knew he was probably in trouble.

Master Sergeant Philips stood up and said, "Hold that position recruit." She then addressed the entire room, "It seems our first recruit has failed his first examination and will be disciplined for not completely following my orders."

Roger's heart sank. Master Sergeant Philips took position beside Roger and lifted her riding crop high and with a swishing sound, brought it down hard on his wet buttocks. Roger nearly fell forward from the sudden sting on his still wet buttocks, but managed to hold his position. Again the riding crop landed on his behind, then again, again, and again for five stinging blows in all. The second man into the shower saw what had happened to Roger and immediately scurried back into the showers before suffering the same fate.

Master Sergeant Philips ordered, "At attention recruit!" Roger stood up and she added, "Return to the showers recruit to shave your back and ass and finish the job as I ordered. If you are not in compliance for my next inspection, the discipline will double in count each time until you get it right. Now dismissed."

Roger meekly scurried back into the showers and started again, but this time shaving between the cheeks of his buttocks. One of the other guys said, "Sorry man, I saw what happened to you. Will you please help me shave my back and I can do the same for you?"

As foreign as it seemed to be shaving the back of another man Roger saw the necessity to work together, and though Roger does not have a particularly harry back, the guy did the same in return of the favor.

Master Sergeant Philips systematically examined every bare naked recruit including Roger, for the second time. When she reexamined him she commented, "Good work...this time recruit."

His butt was still stinging from the discipline and he was just happy that he had passed his second examination. When they had all completed the task they were then reassembled in center of the building with their fresh buzz-cut heads, and their naked bodies shaved as smooth as a baby's.

Master Sergeant Philips grabbed a box from a table positioned behind her and said, "On my order, each of you will take one of these yellow collars and put it on. These collars represent your submission to your leadership and the color will identify you as a new recruit, without rank. You will wear it 24 hours a day for the next ten weeks. She dropped the collar she was holding back into the box and said, "Now get you collar."

Roger and the other recruits grabbed one of the collars out of the box and fastened it around their necks before falling back in line and at attention.

Master Sergeant Philips then said, "You have all just completed your reception into the Army of New America. Now follow me recruits." She then ushered them out of the building started jogging as the naked and now hairless recruits followed.

Their next stop was the mess hall and Master Sergeant Philips escorted them into the building and into line for chow. She got in line behind Roger and his buttocks was still red from the stinging blows of her riding crop. She leaned into him and whispered, "Don't take it personally recruit. I see you have potential but someone always has to be the first to fail and unfortunately, for you, that person was you."

"Yes Master Sergeant," Roger replied with a strange sense of encouragement.

All of the recruits got their chow and were directed to a table to eat. After lunch Master Sergeant Philips escorted the new recruits back to their barracks.

First Task -- First Fail

With her bare recruits standing at attention outside their barracks, Master Sergeant Philips provide instructions for the afternoon. "It has been weeks since this barracks has been used by another class of recruits. Over the next three hours I want you to spit and polish the inside of your new home in accordance with your new recruit handbook. I will be back for inspection at exactly 1600 hours. So get to it, recruits dismissed!"

The men hurried inside as Master Sergeant Philips departed. The new recruits went right to work cleaning and readying the barracks for inspection. Being young men and having been raised their most recent years in a female led households, they all knew how to clean, and clean they did for the next several hours. After they finished, Roger reviewed the manual to ensure everything was done correctly, but ran out of time before completing his review.

At exactly 1600 hours Master Sergeant Philips returned as promised and she entered the barracks and yelled, "Attention!"

The new recruits stood at attention at the bottom of their bunk and the inspection began. Master Sergeant Philips walked up to each recruit's bunk and then inspected the bunk itself, beneath it, and inside their footlocker.

After examining the fourth recruit's bunk she ripped off the blankets and pillow and then threw things from the footlocker onto the bunk and floor. Master Sergeant Philips then stood in front of the recruit and spoke, "Recruit, your area has not been prepared to my satisfaction. Turn around, spread your legs and touch the floor!

With a sense of embarrassment and trepidation the recruit complied. "Spread those legs further apart," the Sergeant commanded!

The recruit complied and then immediately Master Sergeant Philips struck his bare buttocks using her riding crop. The recruit lunged forward and the Sergeant admonished him to maintain the spread position. He complied and then another hard blow stung his buttocks.

After applying five hard and stinging blows in all she then said, "Remain in that position until I am finished recruit," and she proceeded to the next bunk.

One-by-one she completed the inspection of each recruits space and disciplined two more recruits that failed the inspection. When she was done, she left them all standing at attention except for the three that were disciplined and went into the showers and latrine. Panic immediately set in for every recruit for they realized they had completely neglected those areas.

Master Sergeant Philips returned to the recruits and said, "You have all regretfully disappointed me and failed your inspection! You have failed to consider the entirety of your new home and as a result, you will forgo dinner in the mess hall and complete the task I gave you over three hours ago. I will be back at 2100 hours to re-inspect the barracks but this time I will be expecting perfection. Now get back to work and finish the job!"

Sergeant Phillips left and the recruits returned their unfinished work, scrubbing, scouring and polishing every surface and object.

As promised Master Sergeant Philips returned at 2100 hours and re-inspected their work.

The recruits stood at attention and Master Sergeant Philips re-inspected the recruits who failed the first bunk and footlocker inspection, without further incident. She then inspected the shower and latrine.

When Master Sergeant Philips finished she said. "Good first try recruits. I will see you at 0600 tomorrow morning. Be ready to begin your first week of training. Dismissed and good night." She then turned around and unceremoniously departed.