Author's note: This particular story is 95% true, some details have been changed to help the flow and protect people involved, but THIS story did happen and all three remain close friends to this day!
*****
Ok, this was definitely an interesting situation I've had gotten myself into.
The room was warm, her naked body glistened lightly with sweat. She had five minutes to get free, they were watching her, she wanted to get free but at the same time she wanted to put on a show, something they would never forget.
The first thing she tested was the gag, she rolled her head, pushed against it with her tongue, but no matter what she did she couldn't work the bandana out of her mouth. Finally, she stopped trying, she looked at her wrists and tried to move them, tugging in any direction, but they were snuggly held with soft white rope to the bed posts. Even in the low light she could see the ropes had been expertly tied, they looped around the metal post and her wrists a few times and then were tied well behind her wrists where she couldn't even come close to reaching. She focused on the left, then the right, and found she could only grasp and wiggle her hands. She lifted her head and looked at her ankles, like her hands, no matter how she flexed her muscles or straightened her feet the rope held her firmly in place.
She closed her eyes and flexed as hard as she could, but the bed was metal and didn't have any give. It was impossible to get any leverage no matter how she twisted or moved.
They watched her struggle, noting how her calf and thigh muscles flexed, showing how defined she was. She had perky C tits, with small pink nipples and a taut flat stomach.
They knew Cruz worked out as much as they did. That's how they had first met her, at the gym while they were working out. She was 5'6" weighed 120 pounds and could have modeled for fitness magazines. Shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, with clean white skin and a beautiful face, she looked like the girl next door you always fantasized about while growing up.
As they stared, air from the rotating fan hit her body, she froze, they heard as she sucked in her breath and watched as her nipples hardened. Neal and Michael looked at one another, each silently mouthed "Wow!" fist bumped, then went back to watching her. She started moving again but was no longer flexing her hands or tugging at her feet, she just twisted her body slowly back and forth.
She was looking at them now, seeing the way their eyes roamed over her body, she was getting excited, breathing hard through the gag and clenching her teeth. She could smell her arousal and knew they could too. It was obvious she was excited, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing was labored!
Beep, beep!
The spell was broken as an alarm went off. Neal stood up and went over to an iPod lying on the table in the center of the room.
"Damn, I have to go check on the posts now!" He looked at each of them, "You guys are going to behave while I'm gone right?" He put on his shirt and gear and in a couple minutes was ready to leave the barrack room. He walked over to Cruz and made sure she saw him take a nice long look at her body, "Very nice." Smiling, he reached down and stroked his fingers through her pubic hairs a couple of times, up and down. Her eyes closed and her hips moved in time with his strokes, her breathing quickened, after a few seconds he stopped. She opened her eyes in time to watch him hold up his iPod, click, click, click, she heard.
"Just a few pictures to remember this, enjoy yourselves while I'm gone," he laughed.
Her eyes widened and she glared at him.
Son-of-a-bitch! Damn, more naked pictures of me out there, he better not show that around.
"Don't act like you're mad, you are so enjoying this," he said as he traced a finger around her hardened nipples.
"Hmph," she sounded through the gag. She was enjoying it, but hell would freeze before she'd admit it.
"Now hold still, I want to get a close-up picture to enjoy as I walk post. Don't worry nobody else will ever see it."
He brought his iPod close to her sex, she lifted her hips and froze, click. He checked to make sure the picture was perfect, he looked in her eyes and smiled as she winked at him.
"Haha, you're lucky I have to go," Neal laughed. As he left, he looked at Michael, "Try not to do anything I wouldn't."
After he left, Michael looked at Cruz, their eyes met, walking to the door he deliberately turned the deadbolt on the door hard making sure it made a loud 'clack' as it locked.
She was alone, naked, tied to a bed completely helpless. She thought back to how she had gotten into this position.
*****
Three months earlier.
Sergeant Cruz first noticed them as she was leaving the gym. She had been deployed for six months of a yearlong tour. Being on an Army base in Afghanistan, you noticed when there were two new Marines. They tended to stand out from the Army crowd since there were none on base. They were coming into the gym, the taller one was white, blonde, blue eyes and looked about 6 feet tall, his name tape said Neal and his rank showed he was a Sgt. The other had dark hair, tanned skin, was 5'11" and his name tape said Michael, his rank was Staff Sgt.
After a few days she noticed they went to the gym at the same time every day, she decided to adjust her schedule to get a better look at them. She was a Sergeant in charge of her shop, so she could choose her workout times and the next day she timed it with theirs. She got to the gym and saw them and started her routine next to them so she could get a better look. Wow, she thought, they were both great looking and very muscular. They reminded her of a Doberman and a Rottweiler, lean and mean looking. They acted different from the Army soldiers who worked out, the Marines were more focused and they constantly checked what was going on around them, as if they thought they were in enemy territory and had to protect each other. Despite this, their workout looked every bit as intense as the others in the gym.
Over the next week she saw them throughout the base, they were always together. She also noticed that nobody else ever talked to them, even when she saw them in the chow hall, nobody sat next to them. Army and Marines don't mix she thought, and nobody wanted to be seen hanging out with Marines.
She began working out at the same time every day just to see them. She knew they had noticed her, they would sneak extra glances her way when they thought she wasn't looking. She made sure to wear tight shorts and tops to give them something to enjoy. It was fun to tease and if everyone was going to ignore them maybe she could make their workouts more fun.
*****
"Neal, that girl is so fucking hot, we're going to go talk to her."
"What? Hell no! Are you crazy? She's a soldier, she's probably been told to go nowhere near us. Be happy we get to look at her, if you go talk to her, she might leave, not come back and we won't even have eye candy."
While they talked, she started her squat routine, with her back to them they saw as her butt clenched and she pushed the weight up, she was wearing tight pink shorts and a white sports bra, her should-length hair was in a tight ponytail. Sweat stained her clothes as she finished her last set for the day.
"Dude, we've been watching her for a week now, we know she always finishes with squats, now's our chance, I'm just going to chat and make friendly, I swear. At the very least she'd be someone to talk to, the rest of these guys don't seem to want anything to do with Marines."
"Fine, but I swear if she quits working out here because of you I'm not talking to you for a week."
"Deal!"
She watched them come over. She was hesitant to talk to them at first, but then she remembered how everyone else ignored them. She decided to give them a chance, as they talked to her, they were friendly without being too aggressive and flirty without being jerks. She could tell they liked her and she was definitely attracted to Michael.
After that, they started talking every day and soon became friends. She found out they were here for seven months, they were infantry but had volunteered to stay in Afghanistan for another tour and serve as guard chiefs. Eventually more Marines were coming in to take over security for the base and they would be in charge of them. They began working out, then eating together, and finally hanging out after work. The first time she went to their barracks room she was a scared but after she relaxed, she had fun and was soon over at their barracks all the time.
Their room was large, with two metal beds on opposite sides and a table and chairs in between. There was a weapons rack on the wall and a TV and microwave setup in a corner. They had their own internet and cable, they called it the perks of being Marines on an Army base. "Nobody wants us around, so they make sure we don't need to leave our area," Neal once told her.
As time went on, she practically lived at their room, Cruz loved having the Marines to herself and the three of them became good friends.
*****
One day as they were relaxing in their room...
"Yeah, I get to train some of the other soldiers around here. Neal and I are both martial arts instructors and a few of your officers found that out. Now they want us to teach Marine Corps Martial Arts to them," Michael said.
"What? Why?" Cruz said.
"They get a belt and bragging rights, it makes them feel good I guess." Michael said.
Feeling a little frisky, Cruz decided to have some fun.
