This is an independent sequel series to the Nasty Tales 02: Command is my wish. The story includes themes such as: dominant male, humiliation, non-consensual sex and bondage. If you are not into these themes or find them offensive, please do not read further. If you are into these things, please put your hands in your pants and enjoy.
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Violet didn't know how much time had passed. She was still at the obstacle course, blindfolded and tied up, bent over a bar with her ankles and wrists secured with a rope at the bottom of the posts of an obstacle leaving her ass up high, her upper body lower and her legs spread. Being deprived of other means of observation, she listened to the sounds of her surroundings intently, but only heard the rustle of wind and birds singing. Based on the aching of her muscles and the uncomfortable feeling the ropes caused, she would have assumed she had been there at least two hours. However, her sensible side said it must've been less than an hour.
Violet's thoughts shifted to the cause of her predicament: the commandant. She thought the rather stoic man sometimes showed some hints of feelings, even some gentleness, towards her. However, each time he backed off by either ignoring, punishing or using her. Or maybe it wasn't about his reactions, but rather about her misinterpretation. It was just as likely that he just wanted a tool for his desires and need for control, and Violet happened to be a convenient choice. Like her current situation, where she had been literally left hanging after the commandant had teased her to a brink of an orgasm time and again but hadn't even allowed her the slightest sense of fulfillment, the slightest pulsating sensation. In the meantime, Violet's need hadn't subsided - quite the opposite. Being blindfolded, she was even more aware of her primitive need, her swollen, moist sex. She also knew the arousal wasn't just mechanic: her helplessness and the prospect of being fucked made her arch her back and move her backside restlessly.
VI Soldiering on
Violet's entire body stiffened as she heard the sound of her comrades approaching. By the noisy conversation and eager voices, it didn't take her long to deduce that everyone else was there except for the commandant. She knew at once that Leo would be in charge.
Sure enough, Violet soon heard the voice of the young sergeant, "Lookie, what a nicely prepared pet we have here."
She heard footsteps circle her, and Leo went on, "All wet and with easy access, I like that."
Violet felt her eyes watering as the blindfold was removed and her eyes adjusted to the light. She craned her neck enough to confirm that all her special boot camp comrades were standing in front of her: Leo looking at her and smiling cockily, Jake and Jason grinning to each other excitedly and Ryan looking like he would rather be anywhere else but here, avoiding eye contact. All of them were wearing the usual army outfit consisting of a military-issued white T-shirt, camouflaged trousers and combat boots.
Without any further pleasantries, Leo went straight to the business, "Well then, to me it seems our pet has taken a liking to corporal Ryan's dick," Leo glanced Violet smugly and turned to speak to Ryan, "so I think you shall have the honor to start, corporal."
"Sir, I think I'm not worthy of that honor - actually I'd like to skip the honor, sir," Ryan replied, his serious, honest baby-blue eyes looking Leo directly in the eye.
"Corporal, last time I checked, in the army you follow the orders of your superior under all circumstances and I expect you to do exactly as I say, is that clear?" Leo asked, his casual tone transformed to a commanding one in an instant.
"Yes, sir, I'm sorry, sir," Ryan replied, meekly lowering his head.
"Strip, corporal," Leo ordered bluntly.
Ryan proceeded to turn his back to Violet and was about to take off his shirt.
"Corporal, I didn't order you to be shy. Turn towards the pet and look at her as you undress. And pet, I expect you to admire the stud here."
"Sir," Violet replied, confirming she had understood the order.
Swallowing visibly, Ryan slowly took off his shirt. Violet couldn't help but admire his upper body where, despite his pale skin tone, his muscles were well-defined. Ryan proceeded to remove his shoes and socks and then took off his trousers.
"The boxers too, corporal," Leo ordered, looking at Ryan calmly with his arms crossed.
"Isn't that kind of - gay?" Violet heard Jason comment to Jake in a low voice.
Apparently Leo had heard it too as he called out, "Corporal, if this is too queer for you, you are free to leave any time."
After Jason mumbled some kind of reply, Leo shifted his focus back to Ryan.
"Come on, corporal, we can see you are rock hard under there, just get it over with," he said impatiently.
"Yes, sir," Ryan replied resignedly as he slowly removed the last remaining piece of his clothing, quickly covering his genitals.
"Corporal, at attention! Let the pet see your organ."
Ryan had no choice but to stand at attention, revealing the part of him that was at full attention.
Leo turned towards Violet, "Pet, are you still going to serve us in any way needed - or would you just rather confess that you are a spy?"
"Sir, as a servant of the state, I serve you!" Violet firmly replied, knowing she was too far to back down - and she didn't even want to.
Amused, Leo chuckled lightly and turned back towards Ryan, "Corporal, position yourself behind the pet."
After Ryan obliged, Leo nonchalantly went on, "Lick her pussy."
Ryan kneeled behind Violet and gave her a shy lick.
"I didn't tell you to stop, corporal. Taste her properly," Leo instructed.
Violet felt Ryan's tongue on her once again, this time more hungry, savoring her. As Ryan explored her, she let out a deep sigh. He may not have been the most experienced lover, but he pleasured her out of love, his strong hands holding her gently by her thighs and his lips and tongue tasting her like an exotic fruit. Eventually, his tongue found her nub. Instinctively, he cocked his head and licked the current center of her universe with short, sharp licks, all too eager to go on. Violet's mouth was hanging open, but she couldn't even moan. She was panting. Her legs started shaking.
"That's enough, corporal!" Leo interrupted
Ryan didn't seem to hear him so Leo yanked him away by his shoulder.
