Privates (closed for Jingling Geordie and AndreaSubbie)

[AndreaSubbie]

With Sir gone, Elli felt deflated. Anticlimax, she supposed. Post-operation downer. Possibly post-orgasm blues.

She tried to revive the sexy feelings by staying naked for a bit, but it didn't work. It made her feel embarrassed and she quickly put her uniform back on, comforting herself with a cup of tea which she hugged while completing the mundane tasks she still had to do. She had too much time to think.

Back in her room in barracks she sat on her bed, hugging her knees, thinking of what she'd done. She'd fucked her boss. She'd fucked her boss with another man in the room. Fucked both men. On cam. Sucked them. Let them both use her at the same time. Let them empty themselves on her. On her face. Suddenly she was embarrassed again, only worse this time.

She needed to talk to Ma'am, to explain it was going too far, that she wasn't that kind of girl after all, wasn't capable of completing the training, would let Ma'am down. Her shame brought a blush to her face despite being alone. Deep inside she wanted Ma'am to know how ashamed she was, to tell her she was being a whore, a slut, a dirty girl, a spunk addict. But that didn't make sense, she couldn't want it and regret it at the same time, could she?

Elli had to phone Ma'am. But just as she was about to, her phone rang. Her personal phone, not the duty phone.

"Hi Ma'am, I was about to call you? How did you know?"

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

From the tone of voice of the young soldier, Rachel could sense Elli was not herself, perhaps down or perhaps shameful at her acts earlier that day so needed to talk her up again. "Hi Elli, after what happened earlier today, I thought you might want to speak about it. I was so proud of my little apprentice whore, at this early stage of your training, I wasn't sure if you would be able to handle two cocks at once. But you did and did a wonderful job with them both."

"I also have some good news from my meeting at the underwear store, the staff loved the photos Mal took of you that I showed them, the manageress thinks you might have what they are looking for in a model, she wants to carry out another photo shoot with you, this time with a professional photographer. I'm sure you'll be great, and of course Sir and I will both attend, to make sure you are alright. I'll take care of the contract and let us know when it will take place. If the photo shoot goes well and they use the photos, they've mentioned putting on a modelling show for select customers. So long as you keep doing what you are told, I'm sure you'll be a hit with the photographer and customers."

"I've also recently spoken with 'Sir', he mentioned something about phone calls he made today. Do you want to tell me all about the phone calls and how you're feeling about the training so far? You are doing great but I have to check if you still want to continue with it?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Still want to continue with it?" Ellie echoed Ma'am's question. She had murmured nonverbal acknowledgments all through Ma'am's summary of where they were up to and how she was getting on and the new arrangements Ma'am had made, clearly at some cost in time and effort. It made her feel doubly guilty; for going too far like a wanton whorish slut, and for wasting Ma'am's valuable time.

How could she say she thought she should back out, let the training go, that she couldn't do it, wasn't ready, didn't want to?

"Um, the thing is, um, this morning, what I did, um, how I behaved, I know I said I wanted it, and did, and enjoyed it, except I'm not so sure, and then the phone calls, I was sucking Sir's cock under his desk and first he called my Mum and then he called his wife and he cummed in my mouth on the phone to her, shooting his spunk down my throat, and though I enjoyed it at the time, afterward I wasn't so sure and it's just I feel kind of ashamed and that's why I was going to phone you, cos I got double fucked today and took all that sperm and it was on cam and you saw and there were two of them, not just one and I behaved like a whore and who does that and I'm a dirty slut whore spunk addict and I don't know what to do, I don't want to fail or drop out and be a nobody and you've gone to all this trouble and um ..."

Elli ran out of words. She felt better for explaining herself, for letting it all out, for explaining clearly how she felt, her mix of shame on the one hand and needy desire on the other. She knew that Ma'am would know what to do, what was best.

But the truth was that it was her old self that was doing the questioning. And what about thinking she should back out, leave the training programme, that she wasn't up to it or ready for more, didn't want it? Deep down she knew it was a lie. But she needed reassurance, even more than Ma'am had just doled out. She was asking for a little understanding, support, encouragement. She needed to hear how proud of her Ma'am was, just as she said, that she was doing great which Ma'am had just stated, but also that she was doing the right thing. She wanted to know that she was still a good girl, that excelling in this special training was something to be proud of.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Rachel listened to Elli's ramblings, the one thing that was clear to Rachel was that Elli was conflicted about the slut training. Wanting to do and enjoying the nudity, cock sucking and fucking she was being made or asked to do while also feeling shame at behaving in such a slutty manner. The upbringing from her parents, teachers, friends and society all telling her she this is not how a young woman is suppose to behave. In order to keep Elli on track with her slut training, Rachel would take the right balance with her reply.

"Whether you continue with the training or give up is your choice Elli, but I'll let you know my thoughts before you decide. You asked, no begged to be placed on this training, I have the paperwork you submitted to prove it. We told you it wouldn't be easy, all Army training has difficult moments, are you going to quit as soon as things get tough? That's not what I'd expect from any soldier, let alone you, someone I've seen has high standards for herself and a determination to succeed, someone I have seen the potential in to be great."

Not wanting her comments to all be harsh, Rachel toned it down slightly. "The other thing worth noting, is that so far you've been amazing at everything asked of you, taking instruction without question from Master and Mistress, you've already proven yourself suitable for the training, you're doing so well and should be proud of your achievements so far. If you give up on this now, the chance is gone forever, this is a one off opportunity, if you throw it away you'll regret it for the rest of your career. Grab it with both hands, excel as I know you can and be everything you can be Elli."

Rachel hoped one last thought might finally win Elli back round. "I know that what we are asking you to do, what you have already been doing, doesn't conform to how society would make you believe you should act, don't let that hold you back, you're just beginning to make your way in this world, more people than you would imagine are free of these binds. Don't let your upbringing, what your parents and teachers taught you, prevent you from fulfilling your potential. I've seen how much you enjoy being naked, sucking cock, being fucked, I have seen in your eyes how much you want this, let out the true slut you are inside, become the whore you so want to be. You won't get condemnation or ridicule from Sir or I, just our pride as you become your true self."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli listened quietly while Ma'am explained the reality to her, and repeated thoughtfully some truths Ma'am had just mentioned.

"I want this, let out my true slut, become the whore I crave to be." She was still thinking, reflecting, considering Ma'am's words, or at least the gist of them. She couldn't remember everything. But two things were clear. That she was in danger of letting traditional values hold her back, and that she was excelling in a difficult training programme that was now or never. Elli didn't want regrets. Didn't want to regret behaving so sexually, didn't want to regret passing up the chance of a lifetime.

It was all so confusing, but Ma'am had got it exactly right. "So it's be who I want to be and have the potential to be, or be forever held back by other people's limitations?"

It was a decision only Elli could make, and there was that thing about giving up just when it gets tough. "You've made everything clearer, Ma'am, thank you. I appreciate you taking all this trouble, doing all this for me. And Sir, too. And it's true I do enjoy being naked, being seen naked, enjoy sucking cock and drinking spunk, being fucked, being watched while I'm being fucked. Fucked by two men, two cocks.

"And I did okay, didn't I, for my first double-fuck? You said I did a good job servicing them both? That I'm good enough to be a trainee whore? Apprentice whore? And honestly, those phone calls, while I was naked and sucking Sir's cock, they were sexy as fuck. And the shop wants me to model the underwear? In a photoshoot? With a professional photographer?"

Elli was almost there. She had made her decision but needed to be certain.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Rachel knew she almost had Elli won back round, convinced her that continuing the slut training, becoming a whore is what she wanted. But perhaps Elli should be made to wait for confirmation, be made to beg to continue the slut training, Elli always has been turned on by humiliation.

"There are a few points there Elli, but understandable so I'll respond to them all. Yes, you did do okay on your first double fuck, better than okay, you were very good actually, at servicing two cocks. Of course I think you are good enough to continue your whore training, your whore potential is boundless. I'm not surprised you found it sexy sucking Sir's cock while he was on the phone, the nakedness, rudeness and humiliation are all things we know you enjoy, that's why Sir will have done it."

Taking a short pause before carrying on. "But I don't think you should rush into a decision on wether to continue the slut training or not, you've faltered and need to make sure you definitely want this before committing. Take a little time, sleep on it, you can give us your answer after work tomorrow. I'll speak with Clint, let him know you've been having second thoughts and arrange for a meeting to take place, one of us will let you know who's office to be in and what time. As I've mentioned, it's now or never and we, Clint and I, will want to make sure you're fully committed and won't back out again before we agree to continue giving our time to train you."

"My final point is about the photoshoot, yes the underwear shop wants you to model their underwear with a professional photographer. As this is already being arranged, at a time and financial cost, you will have to go ahead with it regardless of what decision you make about the whore training. I'm not prepared to go back to the shop now to cancel everything that has been arranged or pay for a photographer who is no longer required. I'm sure you'll do good job with the photo modelling, although I will cancel the catwalk show if you decide against continuing your training."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli's head was buzzing with so many thoughts, the main one being that she was on the verge of a decision that might haunt her forever. Now or never. Obviously, she was dismayed at every mention of the disastrous consequences of faltering now; no catwalk, no further slut training, no Sir-time, no Ma'am-time, no more double-fucks that she was so good at, no more servicing two cocks at the same time, no more nakedness and rudeness and humiliation, no achieving her boundless whore potential, no whore training. She felt deflated, like she was throwing away a precious prize just when it was within reach.

"Yes, Ma'am, I understand. The underwear modelling goes ahead in whatever way the shop wants it. And I confirm tomorrow after work about committing without reservations to the whore-training. I'm sorry I disappointed you. I'll be at whichever office you say at the time you tell me, Ma'am."

There were some positives, of course. The professional photo shoot was a go; Elli had got a very good performance assessment for the double fuck and blow jobs; she hadn't been kicked off the programme by Sir and Ma'am.

Elli had all night to consider her decision. By the end of the next working day, her future would be decided.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

"Oh just one more thing before you go." Rachel wanting to set Elli a challenge to help with the decision. "As it's Sunday, lots of soldiers will be returning to Barracks after a weekend at home, the male accommodation block opposite your room will start filling up again this evening. I think it would be a good idea if you leave your curtain open and put on a little show for them, see how it makes you feel. It might help you in making your decision about carrying on with or quitting the whore training."

Rachel was sure Elli would get really turned on displaying herself to the watching crowd and decide to commit again to the training. "You can let Sir and I know what you did and how it made you feel tomorrow. Try not to disappoint any more, there's a good girl. Have a good evening and see you tomorrow."

With that Rachel hung up the phone on Elli and called Clint, explaining to him what had happened and what had been said. They decided that Rachel's office would be the better place for the meeting, the building and her office was, in general, much quieter also Sgt Morris could be on hand if required for anything.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli sat on her bed in her room in barracks with the drapes open but lights off. She had spent quite a long time thinking about all that Ma'am had said. Especially the last bit. Try not to disappoint anymore. Ouch. But also see how it makes you feel. But that was partly the problem. Apart from the panic and shame about what she'd done earlier in the day, it all made her feel so good. Just thinking of performing for the returning soldiers in the barrack block opposite had her tummy stirring and naughty bits tingling.

There were already noises in her own block of returnees. Had been for a while. And looking out of her window she could see quite a lot of activity through the net curtains as the camp filled up again, lights going on in the rooms opposite. But the other thing that kept coming back to her was the word, whore. Whore training, whore potential. Whore. The word excited her. Challenged her. Aroused her.

She got up and walked across the room in front of her window knowing she couldn't be seen while her lights were off but still felt excited. She said the word whore to herself and shuddered. It felt so good. She went over to the wall switch and turned on her lights. Such a buzz. Knowing exactly what she was doing she again moved to and fro by the window undressing down to her underwear. The red satin underwear. That she'd put on to cheer herself up. Like any good soldier, she knew that movement got noticed. And colour that stood out against the background. Hence red bra and briefs, walking to and fro. And with her room brightly illuminated anyone could see in while she couldn't see out.

A few minutes of that should have done the trick. Time to fix the curtain track. She carried the plain wooden chair to the window and climbed up, pretending to mend the curtains, visible from knees to nose, moving her shoulders enough to create some nice boob wobble. showing off her pretty underwear. Climbing down she stood with hands on hips as if examining her work. Nodding to herself, she reached behind and undid her bra letting it fall, massaging her tits, pinching her nipples, imagining men opposite noticing and enjoying. Getting that buzz again but more so knowing her tits were out on show. It wasn't enough. She took off her briefs and climbed onto the bed, visible surely from knees up again, and started dancing like she was celebrating finishing a weekend of duty. A few minutes should do it, bouncing and turning full circle.

Climbing down she grabbed a towel, wrapped it carelessly around her body, and headed to the showers, turning out the light as she went. It hadn't been enough. She ached for more. For Sir, for Ma'am, for the training.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

After a restless night, Clint was up and heading towards his office early. It wasn't problems arising due to his duty that had prevented him from sleeping soundly, the night had passed without incident, it was the phone call he had received from Rachel earlier yesterday. The thought of the training coming to an end was a disappointing one, he was also upset about spending less time around Elli in general, he knew he had a soft spot for the girl but was there something more?

Once in his office Clint's thoughts wondered to Elli and how was best to behave around her, perhaps being distant would work best. He was still trying to work out his feelings about Elli and wasn't sure exactly what the Private felt about him, but Clint knew she enjoyed being in his company and craved his attention.

As the day progressed he kept away from the Clerks office as much as possible, he did see Elli a few times in passing and when she was walking near or past his office, he didn't speak to or even look at her. The one time he did need something from the Clerks he strode confidently into the office and addressed the other Clerk working directly and asked him to find and present the information he required.

It was late in the Day when Rachel sent a text message to Elli, they had both agreed to leave it until late in the day before informing Elli about the time and location she was to present herself so they could discuss if the whore training was to be continued or cancelled forever. The message was short and to the point, 'The meeting to discuss your training will be in my office at 1710hrs.'

 

[AndreaSubbie]

It wasn't fair.

Elli knew that she was behaving like a sulky teenager, but that was just the way it was. It was so unfair. Every time she saw Sir she tried to get him to look at her but he wouldn't. He even gave orders to the other clerk, for goodness sake. It made her grumpy and she slammed around the office making as much noise as she could, banging drawers closed, scraping her chair, dropping files onto her desk with an audible thump. None of it made her feel any better.

And Ma'am was ignoring her too. No text message, no phone call, nothing. Elli knew that she was being told off. Sir and Ma'am had invested time and effort in helping her transition to the grownup world, even brought some colleagues in to help, and she had got cold feet. Backed out just as it was getting challenging. Failed to show the determination and resolve and dedication to the mission that a good soldier should. And it wasn't like they had asked her to do anything so particularly difficult. Not yet. She had only done what countless scores of women had done before, surely. So why was she feeling conflicted? Her night's sleep to reflect on her decision hadn't helped.

So she grumped and sulked her way through a day of routine duty and narrowly avoided getting herself in trouble.

Until finally she received the text. 'The meeting to discuss your training will be in my office at 1710hrs.' From Ma'am. 1710. That didn't leave her much time to prepare. Maybe that was partly the point. Don't overthink it, be honest, tell them how you feel.

At 1700 she tidied her desk, turned off the computer, tidied her desk again, straightened her chair, again tidied her desk. Not that there was much on it.Just a computer keyboard, mouse, monitor. She tidied them again, making them straight still but in a different, neater arrangement. She moved the chair more central. Moved it closer to the desk. Then back a bit. She bit her lower lip, adjusted the keyboard to the left.

She couldn't put it off any longer.

Beret on straight, she marched smartly to the Training Office and to the Sgt's desk outside Ma'am's office. "Private Lutte to see WO West," she announced, then glanced down to check that her boots were clean.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

There had been a long discussion between Clint and Rachel about how best to handle Elli. Should they give her the chance to say how she really feels, what she really wants or would it be better for them to direct the young soldier to make the decision they knew she wanted to? Let her decide her own fate or help her realise what she really wants?

Sgt Morris hadn't been involved in the conversation, but had been spoken with on how to behave, how to speak to Elli when she arrived at the Training Wing office. He had eagerly agreed to remain after everyone else had left for the day, he had been looking at the photos of her young and fit body earlier that day, after a quick call with Vinnie, the images of her modelling photos and as described by Vinnie were vivid in his mind. He hoped he would get the chance to see and do a little more with her sometime, if Clint and Rachel allowed, so wanted to make sure he was in with the best chance possible, hopefully this evening, if not when Clint and Rachel deemed Elli was ready.

Sgt Morris didn't look at Private Lutte as she entered the office, barely even looked up at her as she stood to attention and asked to see WO2 West, almost ignoring her presence until he spoke. "What have you done to upset them, they both looked very unhappy about something? Anyway they're definitly expecting you, you'd better head straight in to see them."

Inside of her office, Rachel was sat at her desk and Clint was sat in the chair just off to the side.

As Elli entered it was Clint who spoke first. "So you've had the night to sleep on it that Ma'am recommended. Have you came to a decision?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, Sir, I have," she replied, although that wasn't exactly true. She'd only decided that she would give them a decision, not decided what that decision should be.

She was stood at attention, properly attired, beret still on her head, smarting from the cold treatment she'd received from Sir all day, from the lack of communication or encouragement from Ma'am, from the terse comment of Sgt Morris which let her know she'd really fucked up.

This was what her future would be like. Ordinary, normal, getting very little attention. No special training, no feeling challenged and excited. No training team of senior NCOs focused on her development. She felt sick.

"Would you please excuse me?"

She sketched a hurried salute and rushed from the room, taking refuge in the Ladies' bathroom. Once there she splashed her face with water, rinsed out her mouth, and stared at her reflection. Deep down she knew what was the right decision, but was scared. Once she told them, that would be it. No chance to change her mind. No more second chances.

Standing up straight, she adjusted her uniform, checked herself again in the mirror, and left the temporary sanctuary of the Ladies'. She marched past the Sgt at his desk, knocked and entered Ma'am's office, and came to a smart military halt in front of the desk, facing Ma'am across its surface, Sir slightly to one side.

"I wish to declare my decision, Sir, Ma'am," she announced, standing straight with chin up, chest out, arms rigidly by her sides and feet together. Elli couldn't tell if Sgt Morris was still at his desk or in the doorway, her eyes were fixed on a point behind Ma'am's shoulder.

She hoped that her attire would gain her some favour, some credit. They'd approved before of her turnout.

The beret was level and worn according to regulations, the wide belt horizontal around her waist, the boots shiny with her toes turned out at a parade-ground angle. The rest of her uniform and other clothing was back in the bathroom. She was effectively naked apart from beret, belt, boots. The three B's. She was tits-out, trimmed pussy-on-show, bum bare-to-the-world.

"Private Slut requests to be allowed to commit without reservation to whore training with no option to withdraw, Sir, Ma'am."

She suddenly wondered if they would allow it. She might have made her decision; they had yet to make theirs. The temptation to chew her bottom lip was almost unbearable.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Sat at his desk, Sgt Morris was scanning through some emails as Elli entered and then quickly left WO2 West's office, as she marched back into the office he was trying his best to keep his eyes on the screen. Things were looking positive, he thought to himself as he got up, locked the building door and returned to his desk and awaited further instructions.

Inside of the office, Rachel and Clint looked at each other, Clint was doing a good job at maintaining his stern look, although Rachel could see his eyes had lit up after Elli had re-entered almost naked. It was Rachel who broke the look and spoke, again taking the role of ally. "Don't you think we should let Elli carry on with the whore training Clint? She seems to be very committed, just look at the effort she has put in at dressing for this meeting."

"I think it's going to take a little more than stripping naked to convince me that she really wants to continue with her training and that it will be worth our combined effort." Clint remaining stern faced and trying to avoid looking at the naked young soldier stood in front of him. "She hasn't even begged to be allowed to continue, begging on her knees is the minimum I would have expected. I also thought she would have produced another written request, similar to the last one submitted but also declaring the 'no option to withdraw' just mentioned."

Rachel turned from looking at Clint and looked back over towards Elli. "If you do really want to continue the whore training, you'd better comply to what Master wants. You can use Sgt Morris's computer and office printer to produce the written request to continue training, I'm guessing you don't have a pen on you but I'm sure Sgt Morris will also be able to offer you one so you can sign it. Off you go, there's a good girl."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Yes, Ma'am!”

Elli turned about and almost skipped through the still-open doorway to Sgt Morris at his desk. It was pretty certain that he'd have heard everything so he would know what she needed to do. Trying to suppress her excitement, elated at having Ma'am's support and knowing she only had to demonstrate sufficient submission and obedience to Sir, she asked the Sgt if he would allow her to use his computer like Ma'am suggested.

Obviously, she made sure to let him get a good clear unobstructed look at her naked tits while asking, enjoying showing herself off and enjoying the Sgt enjoying it, too. The rush inside of her confirmed that she'd made the right decision. And there was going to be more. So much more. And with the office door wide open, Sir and Ma'am could see and hear as much as they wanted.

Elli decided to be very vocal, asking the Sgt for his help, talking aloud her thoughts on the wording, and asking the Sgt to read it out loud as they went, wanting to emphasise to Sir and Ma'am that she knew what she was doing and was serious.

“A title of Whore Training rather than the tame slut training, don't you think?” she suggested as she sat her naked bottom on the Sgt's desk chair and started typing, jiggling her bare tits as much as she could. “Obviously addressed to WO Dangler and WO2 West from Private Elli Slut, signature Pte Slut, apprentice slut, cock slut, cum slut, fuck slut, submission slut, obedience slut, humiliation slut. Did I miss anything?

“Greeting is Master and Mistress. Text. Hm. Slut requests to be allowed to commit completely and without reservation to intensive and comprehensive whore training with no option to withdraw at any time or for any reason, under Sir and Ma'am's control and command and anyone they delegate that authority to. So far so good.

“Slut will obey all orders of Sir and Ma'am, lawful and unlawful, and will conduct herself as their personal sexual property and plaything. Hmm, that should do.

“This declaration once signed is binding and cannot be undone until slut is released from it by Master and Mistress.”

Elli printed two hard copies and asked the Sgt to read it again while she signed one with a pen from his desk, almost forgetting just how naked she was.

She had intended to march back in with it in her hand but then she had a better idea.

“Sgt Morris, would you help me make a suitable entrance, help me convince Sir and Ma'am? I'm thinking perhaps if you had something handy you could tie my wrists behind my back and hold the free end and kind of lead me back in, sort of on a leash? The memo in my mouth while I crawl in on my knees? You could hand the memo over? What d'ya think? Does it make the right impression?”

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

As Elli drafted her training request, Sgt Morris was enjoying watching and helping the almost naked soldier, he was sure she was playing up to him somewhat, he wasn't sure whether she was giving him a show or just trying to impress Sir and Ma'am, or Master and Mistress as had been placed in the typed request, but they would be able to hear clearly from the office.

Clint and Rachel listened to the monologue and once Elli had asked for Sgt Morris to help, Clint shouted from his seated position. "Sgt Morris, feel free to punish, test and help our little whore make the right impression as you see fit."

First Elli had asked to be tied and led, then Clint had given his permission to do whatever was required to help, Sgt Morris couldn't believe his luck. He opened his desk and pulled out the uniform neck tie he luckily had in there, grabbed Elli's arms and tied her wrists behind her back. Carefully folded the memo and offered it to Elli's mouth. "You heard what Sir just said, follow my lead, do as you're told and I'm sure it will make a good impression on Sir and Ma'am."

Sgt Morris led Elli to the open doorway of Rachel's office before declaring. "Special delivery for Master and Mistress." He then turned to Elli, "Master and Mistress don't expect such a worthless whore to just walk in with the letter." He then slapped Elli hard on her naked bottom, "Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over to them." Holding Elli's 'leash' in one hand he then slapped her arse again, his hand lingered on her backside this time, "Master and Mistress will want to know if their whore is wet and willing to fuck if needed," he then hooked his fingers into her pussy, "yes, nice and wet." He could now lead the whore to her destination in the bindings with his fingers steering.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli didn't know quite what she'd expected, but Sgt Morris seemed to be taking them very literally at their word.

She'd asked to be tied; he'd tied her. Sir said to get her to make the right impression; the Sgt was giving orders and making her crawl, even guiding her with a hand up her pussy!

Sgt Morris was doing it very well. Yes, she was wet. The stripping had started it, of course, then being naked in front of the Sgt and flashing her tits at him every opportunity, then composing that memo about becoming a whore, and performing it aloud. She was wet and excited. His chair would have a stain on it. But her decision was confirmed as the right one. How could she give this up?

With her bare bum cheek stinging a little from the slap, she crawled on hands and knees. She'd had to slip one hand from the binding but the other was still attached to the end of the leash Sgt Morris was holding as he lead her into Sir and Ma'am like a bitch, but steered with his fingers hooked into her pussy.

It was humiliating, degrading, lewd; and she was struggling to keep the grin off her face.

Our little whore, Sir had said, sending a thrill through her. Do as you're told, the Sgt had said; a special delivery was what he'd called her, as well as worthless whore, and checking if whore was wet and ready to fuck. It was almost too good to be true. Hopefully, she'd get the chance to beg, too, to really demean herself. The anticipation was making her leak dribbles of arousal down her thighs.

They halted in front of the desk, the memo still between her teeth, the guiding hand masturbating her pussy, possibly almost drowning in her wetness.

Elli slut the trainee whore waited for her next order.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

With Elli still on all fours, Sgt Morris wanted to alter her position, adopt a more suitable yet submissive pose. "Up off your hands, I want you kneeling in front of Master and Mistress, sit back on your feet, hand behind your back." Once Elli had adjusted her body to the directed position, Rachel lent forward and took the memo from between Ellis teeth. She looked at it glanced over to Clint, "It's titled Whore Training and addressed to both of us." She then read it out loud.

“Master and Mistress. Slut requests to be allowed to commit completely and without reservation to intensive and comprehensive whore training with no option to withdraw at any time or for any reason, under Sir and Ma'am's control and command and anyone they delegate that authority to."

"Slut will obey all orders of Sir and Ma'am, lawful and unlawful, and will conduct herself as their personal sexual property and plaything.

“This declaration once signed is binding and cannot be undone until slut is released from it by Master and Mistress.”

"Signed Private Elli Slut, apprentice slut, cock slut, cum slut, fuck slut, submission slut, obedience slut, humiliation slut."

Rachel handed the sheet of paper to Clint, he glanced at it then turned the sheet to face Elli, his finger tapping at the signature at the bottom. "I need you to confirm that this is your signature? The memo is a good start but I need you to convince us that you want to be allowed to continue whore training. You're knelt in a good submissive position, now beg us to carry on training you, tell me what you want Master and Mistress to allow you to do, what tasks you want us to train you to become proficient at. We'll push you to your absolute limits and beyond. How far will you be willing to go? I might also need you to carry out a task to prove you are a willing and obedient trainee whore."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Yes, Sir, Ma'am, I willingly and of my own free will confirm that the signature is mine and that it is my wish to commit myself to everything in the memo. I am not being forced, coerced, or otherwise being made to do anything against my will, and will happily repeat the same on video should that be preferred.”

Elli paused and took a breath, relishing the flush of delight and pleasure running through her at making such an important decision, knowing deep down that this was what she wanted, craved.

She was enjoying the new collaboration between Master and Mistress on the one hand and the Training Sgt on the other, who seemed to have taken to his so recently-offered opportunity as if a natural, knowing just what to do and say. Like putting her in a suitable posture after making her crawl into the office. Sitting on her heels, effectively kneeling, hands behind her back, the leash still connecting her wrist to her temporary slut-master. He was pushing all the right buttons.

“Sir, Ma'am, Sergeant,” and here she glanced briefly from Master and Mistress and up to Sgt Morris before returning her eyes to Sir, “I really do want this,” Elli continued but no longer in a semi-formal way of speaking but more natural, “I know I faltered and let you all down, and not just you, Master and Mistress, but everyone who so generously agreed to be part of the Slut Training Team, and I know I deserve to be punished, and I have thought about this, thought about what it would be like to stop and what it would be like to carry on, and just making that declaration and writing the memo and crawling in here and being on a lead, and having to beg to be whored, it made me know for sure that this is what I want, what I need, and yes I'm begging, Sir, Ma'am.”

Here she rose onto her knees and dropped her eyes respectfully, hands still clasped behind her back, tits moving up and down as her chest rose and fell with her faster breathing, the posture displaying her trimmed bush for them to see, emphasising her nakedness within the Army uniform of beret belt and boots, the traces of her arousal making her thighs glisten.

“I'm begging you to train me as a whore, your whore, to use, to let others use, to go as far as you decide is appropriate, though I assume without affecting the prospects or personal lives of any of the training team, and without damaging my own career? And I want to sometimes make some of my own choices to hopefully surprise and impress you? And I was thinking that perhaps you might want to have someone pay you £5 to have sex with me? To prove that I can whore?”

Elli wasn't sure if it was enough, but it was the best she could do for now. She waited for the verdict. Would they let her begin training as their whore?

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

It was clear from the plea Elli had just made that Elli was committed to continuing her whore training, the honesty in her words and expressions left Clint and Rachel in no doubt that Elli would do anything and everything asked of her.

"I think I can speak for us both when I say we appreciate your dedication to this process," Rachel responding in the kind and friendly manner she often showed to Elli, "we will do everything in our power to make sure nobody's career, or personal life is affected by any of the whore training you carry out. So long as you are being obedient to our orders we would always encourage you to make some of your own choices, particularly if it is to surprise and impress us. As for whoring you out, we will do this at some point, the price will be set by us and the cost will vary depending on the circumstances, who is paying and the service you are giving."

A deliberate pause was left by Rachel to allow Clint to add his comments. "I agree Rachel. I don't think there is any need for you to repeat your statement to a video camera, Sgt Morris can counter sign it as a witness, although during some of the training exercised that are being recorded, we may ask you to say it to camera before we begin so it is clear that you are not being forced, coerced or doing anything against your will."

Clint then took a moment to think... "As for you proving that you can whore, perhaps we can combine that with my task to prove yourself, a final test before we confirm the whore training can continue." Clint looked over to Sgt Mal Morris. "Do you have £1 Mal? It's probably a fair price for a slut with no experience at being a whore. You can fuck our trainee whore right here and now, in front of us both if you do."

Mal grinned, placed his hand in his pocket, rummaged around for a moment and pulled out a £1 coin. "One pound to fuck your pretty little whore, that's an offer I can't turn down." He offered the money to Clint.

"Give Rachel the money, I'd like her to handle the finances."

Rachel took the coin and placed it in her draw. "I'll create a financial ledger, keep a track of how much our whore is making and what we spend on her."

"That's great Rachel, it'll be very useful to know how much she is making and how much she is costing us." Clint's attention then turned back to Sgt Morris, "So then Mal, how do you want our trainee whore to pleasure you?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

One pound? One measly pound! Elli was affronted until she got it. Sir was humiliating her. Because she got off on it. Then it hit her that even if she was only whored for one pound, she was genuinely being whored. Whored out. Prostituted. This was for real. It didn't matter that since the Sergeant was part of her training team he could fuck her for free any time Sir or Ma'am allowed. Money was changing hands in order that she provide sexual services on demand.

She'd done it. She was a whore, even if they called her a trainee whore, she was still a whore, already a whore. It was supposed to be demeaning, an insult, but for reasons she couldn't articulate, and going against everything she'd ever known or be taught, it thrilled her. Perhaps, she wondered, it was a sort of ultimate approval, a categorical statement that not only was she sexy enough for men to want to fuck her, but that they wanted her enough to actually pay. And Sgt Morris had called her their pretty little whore. That was nice.

And they were making a proper business with accounts and everything. She might actually make them some money! How cool would that be?

And, she was about to be fucked in front of Ma'am and Sir, in front of witnesses, in front of an audience. It was enough to send a fresh ripple of wetness down her thighs, knelt up as she was still, hands submissively behind her back. This was her final test before Master and Mistress confirmed in their turn that her whore training would carry on, with no option on her part to back out.

This was it. It was really happening. All she had to do was make the Sgt cum, pleasure him, give him his pounds worth of sex, and prove to Master and Mistress that she would and could whore for them. She glanced up at Mistress who had been so kind and supportive, a true friend, and smiled, thanking her with her eyes.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

After handing over the one pound coin it was a question Sgt Morris was expecting, 'how do you want our trainee whore to pleasure you?' How would he like to use the trainee whore he had just paid for to make him cum? It was taking him a little time to answer the question. "Well I'd really like to fuck her over this desk," Mal motioning his hand at Rachel's desk in front of him, "but I'd also like to feel how she sucks cock, Vinnie said she was a great little cock sucker."

"That's an easy problem to solve Mal," Clint helping out the whore training team member with his choice, "Fuck her over the desk, make her look at us both while you take what you've paid for, then have her suck your cock when you're about to cum. I'll use her mouth while you fuck her, we can then give our trainee whore another task to try for the first time, kneeling and pleasuring two cocks at once with her hands and mouth."

"Excellent idea Clint," as well as both men, Rachel was also getting excited about the sex show she was about to watch, not over a screen, this time the action would be right in front of her. "I can't wait to see this in person, see how our little whore handles two cocks at once."

Rachel motioned Elli to get into position, "be a good little whore, bend over my desk so Sgt Morris can fuck you as he wants to, he has paid for you now."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Be a good little whore. She should be upset at being spoken to like that, so why did it give Elli a thrill?

She quickly rose to her feet to obey Ma'am's order, bending forward to lay her naked chest on the desk surface, belt around her waist for a handhold should the Sgt want it, her legs straight, booted feet well apart on the floor, pussy wet and ready. She stretched her hands out forwards and looked up at Master and Mistress, adoring the attention they were giving her, making her feel so special. She wondered if Sir would get extra pleasure fucking her mouth while she wore her beret.

"So that Sgt Morris can fuck you how he wants now that he's paid." Elli replayed what Mistress had said, maybe not word perfect, but the sense, anyway. It was delicious. And Mistress was keen to evaluate Elli's skills at handling two cocks at the same time, so invested was she in the young soldier's training. That positive report from the Stores Sgt, about her being a great little cocksucker, must have really impressed Ma'am.

But this was a test, a trial, and she needed to do well. Not only in giving Sgt Morris a most enjoyable fuck, but also demonstrating how good she was at fucking and sucking cock at the same time, pleasuring Sir with her mouth, and finally sucking off and had-jobbing Sir and the Sgt so they could both cum in her mouth or on her face or on her tits, wherever they wanted. It was going to be a bit of a challenge, a multi-part task, but she reckoned she could do it. And Ma'am would be scoring and critiquing her cocksucking, fucking, spit-roasting, double cock handjob-blowjob skills.

It was enough to make a girl giddy.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

In the time that Elli had adopted her position over Rachel's desk, Sgt Mal Morris had his cock out and was ready to fuck Elli, his trousers and underpants around his booted ankles. He had his hand on his cock, stroking it slowly as he took in the sight of Private Lutte bent over his boss's desk, only she wasn't just Private Lutte right now, she was also a whore he had just paid for.

Reaching forward, Rachel's hand found Elli's face, her fingers gently stroking against her cheek as she looked her in the eyes. Sgt Morris was in position, his hard cock almost touching the pussy he had just paid one pound for, even though he had paid he appeared to be waiting for permission. Rachel looked up to Sgt Morris and gave an approving nod before returning her gaze to Elli, watching her face as she took her first cock for money.

The first few thrusts Sgt Morris made were slow and a little clumsy, although excited at fucking his pretty little whore, he was also clearly nervous at fucking her in front of Clint and Rachel. "You can fuck her as hard as you like," Clint encouraging Mal take a more robust approach, "you have paid for her so treat her like the whore she is, slap her arse if you want to." This seemed to give Mal some renewed confidence, he took hold of the belt around Elli's waist with one hand and began fucking her more vigorously, his cock now pounding in and out, an occasional slap landing on Elli's backside with his other hand. Rachel kept her hand firmly against the side of Elli's face.

"That's more like it Mal, now let's give this whore the two cocks she craves." Clint stood up and pulled out his own hard cock, positioned himself above Elli and fed his cock into her mouth. Rachel didn't move her hand while Clint began fucking Elli's mouth, the angle he was at meant his cock often pushed against the inside of Elli's cheek, forcing it out against Rachel's hand, Rachel was effectively stroking the tip of Clint's cock through Elli's cheek.

It was a discreet movement, unlikely to be spotted by either of the men focused on the whore they were fucking, but Rachel's other hand crept below her desk, between her legs, her hand would be out of sight of Mal, Rachel wasn't sure how much Clint and Elli could see as her fingers gently and slowly rubbed her pussy through the material of her trousers.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli gazed adoringly into Ma'am's eyes. The young soldier tried to say thank you, and I'm loving this, and you're the best. But she was also reading something in the Warrant Officer's eyes. Her Mentor seemed to approve, and maybe also was enjoying this, enjoying Elli getting whored, pussy-fucked and face-fucked. Despite all the impossibilities, Elli felt a strong desire to kiss Mistress. On those pretty lips. While the Sgt got into his stride and banged Elli with an assertive Army fuck, and Sir pushed his cock in her mouth against her cheek and Mistress's hand, Elli sensed that Mistress was choosing to join in. They were servicing the two cocks together. A kind of sisterly bond.

While half her mind concentrated on giving the Sgt a great fuck, moving as needed to maximise his pleasure she hoped, and giving Sir an outstanding cocksucking, the other half drifted into imagining sharing multiple cocks with Mistress, the two of them together, perhaps Mistress all dressed sexily as a Domme, Mistress guiding cocks into Elli's mouth or pussy, or Elli licking and sucking between Mistress's legs.

Elli was almost shocked at her thoughts. She was straight. Not bi, not lez. And yet. Having Mistress's hand on her cheek right where Sir's cock was fucking her mouth, was the sexiest part of this. It was a foursome.

Elli moved her hand to cover Mistress's, pressing them both against the repeated prodding of Sir's cock through her cheek, wanting to share with Mistress the pleasure of being face fucked and doggy fucked. Elli could feel an orgasm building, and she wanted to dedicate it to Mistress. It was her mentor who had believed in her, championed her, argued for her, supported her, whored her. Elli wanted the two of them to orgasm together, cum together, girls united.

I'm being used and fucked as a whore, Elli's eyes screamed in delight at Mistress, and I'm going to cum! Mistress, cum with me!