The rules were quite simple. Two bases – pink and blue across each other in a field, miles away from anywhere. Each base had a team of 50 people training (all women) for "endurance training" or something like that, nobody really was sure, with a few security officers (again all women) to make sure everything was in order. Some days each team trained by themselves with various tasks. Other days they warred. No different from any other army camp. Oh and most days, if not all either side was allowed to wear was a bra and knickers with a various sex toy hanging between the two.
Sarah was part of Bravo squad, one of 5 members of the squad, the other being Abby, Rosie, Charlotte and Emma. They were on the pink team, and were all friends ageing between 22 and 26. Abby and Rosie were both brunettes, Abby being very tanned whilst Rosie was more pale. Charlotte and Emma were blonde, Charlotte was tall and blue eyed, Emma was also blue eyed but with a definite French look to her. Sarah herself was 5ft 7, blonde, green eyes with a very petite build. As was the case with all members in there base, they wore pink bra's and knickers, with a various sex toy, Sarah Charlotte and Rosie all had dildo's of various colours whilst Emma and Abby had a vibrator. All the toys were held in place by two pieces of string connecting there bra and knickers, with the item being held in the middle above there bellybutton. This was there 'weapon' an item they had to have at all times on them, so to show it wasn't lost, or worse stolen, it had to be displayed at all times.
Bravo squad had finished their activities for the day, and had finished there meal. On their back from the mess hall they were talking about next day's war – a full out war between two the bases, the first war Bravo squad would be involved in. "So let me get this right" Said Charlotte, "Winner is whoever capture the most of the other team?"
"Sort of" Replied Abby, "You get more points depending on how you capture them, plus you get more rewards as well. To capture you have to show you get control of the other person you're fighting against."
"How do you do that?" Said Charlotte."
"Prove your stronger, you have to fight to take control of their cloths, taking their bra gives you one point and captures them for a few hours, taking bra and knickers is two points and keeps them till nightfall, and taking both and using their sex toy on the capturer one gives you three takes them until next morning. Also you can be harsher on the caputerored ones in what you tell them to do with each level."
Sarah was understandably nervous. Ok she had be nude around other women before, all squads were expected to shower in two's or three's to "closer relationships with squad members" but the capturer part was more worrying as she knew that you became the other teams slave for a few hours with no limits – again "endurance testing" was the key phrase here.
Lost in thought and nerves Sarah barley realised she was back at Bravo squad's dorm. Meanwhile Abby and Charlotte were still talking about the rules.
"So to fight you basically wrestle, no punches or kicking is allowed or you forfeit and the guards step in. When wrestling you have to take the others person cloths off, before it starts we'll all get a special set of cloths and something to carry our toy. Not sure what the carry thing is yet, but the cloths are rippable so that's how it works. The battle will last for about an hour and you can only fight one person in this time, rest of time is manoeuvring, trying to ambush etc. If your lose stuff you can't put it back on off course. If you lose say one bit you keep going till the end then go to the other team's base. If you lose everything including toy you go over immediately with your capturer." Said Abby clearly excited about it all.
Rosie looked excited as well, Emma likewise, Charlotte like Sarah seemed bit more nervous about this.
"Ok girls" Said Rosie, who was sort of, but not officially the leader, "Shower time, are itself or help day today?"
Self or help referred to wither you showered and washed yourself (self) or wither one of the others washed you (help.) With help, the washer could only use their hands to wash the other but body bodies were be touching each other constantly due to the small shower space available, but had to wash everywhere, whilst the person being washed had to have their hands up in the air. Again, all to do with "closer relations" and helping to be clean. There was a test for help, although it almost never happened – if a guard felt that the washer hadn't been through enough or just thought it needed a test, the washer would have to lick the person being washed everywhere until they were satisfied.
"Help day" Replied Emma, "I'm with Sarah today, you lot or with each other, we'll go shower first if that's ok."
A few sure's came back. Emma and Sarah then undressed, both had to undress in the same room as the other three girls (who weren't paying much attention) before getting into 2 person shower room (although it had clearly been originally designed for just one.)
The combination of the space, and 'help' showers was always personal at best, but with Emma it was doubly so. She more than any of the other girls in Bravo seemed to like them way more than the others.
"Ok Sarah, arms up" Said Emma as she turned the water on. Sarah raised her arms up in the air, at the same time, Emma moved as close as possible, face to face with Sarah. She covered her hands in soapy foam before starting to rub down Sarah's arms. Of course, completely accidently, this also caused Emma's large, gorgeous tits to rub against Sarah's. Emma then moved down, her face staring at Sarah pussy, as her hands very quickly proceeded to wash the reminder of Sarah's arms and neck, before curiously taking a lot longer wash rubbing Sarah's tits.
This sort of thing was no surprise to Sarah. Emma was always very eager at this sort of thing and clearly enjoyed doing it (the massive grin on her face was proof of that, if any were needed.) Sarah herself was more shy at this despite having done it plenty of times before to the others. She found being washed pleasant enough, and no had no problems washing others (although was defiantly not as thoughourgh as Emma on sensitive areas.)
