Privates (closed for Jingling Geordie and AndreaSubbie)

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli jumped up off her knees, quickly undid and pulled down her uniform trousers, gathered the tails of her shirt around her waist, and then draped her upper body across Ma'am's desk, hands stretched out in front of her to grip the far side. She looked sideways at Ma'am seeking her approval, desperate for a good word, despite knowing she must look a sight with her trousers gathered around her booted feet, knickers a little stained from her enjoyment of Sir's earlier training.

At first, when Ma'am spoke to Sir she had felt an awkward desperation, an embarrassment at Ma'am repeating so literally what Elli had just confessed, the admission of trying to be more sexy for men, plural, the failure, the begging, but then her hopes had returned. Sir liked her body, liked seeing her, wanted to see more! That was something to tuck away. But Sir had said to try harder. So she must. And she was getting a second chance. Elli was so glad that she'd thought of seeking ma'am's help. She had been right. Ma'am was her friend and ally; girls together, fighting to prove they could do anything the boys could. And there had been no hint of disapproval of her efforts at being sexy, simply that they weren't enough. Yet.

So here she was, ready to prove to Sir that she was indeed ready, prepared to beg again to be allowed to do the Difficult initiation. She felt that her chances were improved again, and if she handled this spanking right, her chances would be better than just good. She just had to try harder.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Clint walked int Rachel's office, pace stick in one hand and quickly closed the door behind himself. He gave a quick nod to Rachel, sat down at her desk, before turning his attentions to Elli. "That's not what I ordered. I said trousers off, not bunched down around your ankles. Sometimes I think you're incapable of following the simplest of instructions. I think some additional punishment might be required."

Noticing that Elli had began to raise her body from Rachel's desk, probably to take off her boots and trousers, Clint placed his hand against her upper back, forcing her back down against the desk. "Stay where you are, I didn't tell you to move."

"Rachel, help Elli out of her boots and trousers will you. It will make her able to spread her legs nice and wide for the spanking."

As Clint kept his hand pressed against Elli's back, Rachel got up, smiled at him and proceeded around to the other side of the desk and bent down to help strip off the young soldiers clothing. After unfastening the laces, Rachel pulled off the boots, socks and trousers, placing them on and beside a chair before sitting back down and looking Elli in the eye.

Removing his hand from Elli's back then using his pace stick, Clint ran it up her leg and gave the now familiar taps to her thighs to direct her to spread her legs wider. Then spoke to them both. "If it's too much at any time you must tell me. Rachel keep a watch of Elli, for any signs she's struggling to cope."

Clint raised his right arm back and brought his open hand down firmly on Elli's right cheek, making a loud smacking sound and what appeared to be a small wiper from Elli. "So you want to be spanked by me?" Next, his hand slapped the left cheek, leaving a reddening mark on each side. "And you want to complete the difficult initiation? Let me hear you beg for both."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli stared into Ma'am's eyes for a moment as Sir asked his two questions, punctuated as they were by smart smacks on her bottom with a corresponding sting and burn on each bum cheek. But Ma'am was to report to Sir if she thought, or if Elli looked like, she wasn't coping. And she must cope. Had to cope. For some reason, it was imperative that Elli complete the Difficult initiation successfully. She didn't know why, but it had become of the utmost importance as if her whole future depended on it. Everything else came second, or lower. Despite her apparent inability to follow orders properly. She really had to concentrate in future.

Lower, like the prompts from Sir's stick to widen her stance, or more properly, improperly, to spread her legs wider. Like Sir had just said. Spread her legs nice and wide. That sent a delicious shiver through her. Perhaps she might be getting through to Sir, after all? Just a little? Elli glanced at her discarded uniform, then back at Ma'am, her friend, supporter, and guide through this labyrinth.

"Yes, Sir, Private Slut wants to be spanked by Sir, requests that Sir spank her bottom, in front of Ma'am." She wasn't sure why she'd added the last bit. Not because she wanted a chaperone. Not to keep everything decent. No, there was something extra about her humiliation being witnessed. It was what she wanted. "And Private Slut requests a suitable punishment for not carrying out Sir's orders correctly." Then she added the really important bit. "And please, Sir, I'm begging you, on my knees if necessary, please allow me to do the Difficult initiation? I know I can cope, can prove myself. Your training is really helping, and so is Ma'am. I'm sure I won't let you down, Sir. Please?"

A new dot of arousal stained her already soiled knickers.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

"Begging, on your knees." Clint repeated some of Elli's previous words, "Yes, that might come later. As will a suitable punishment."

Knowing that they should try to legitimise the spanking as some form of training, Rachel, with Elli still looking at her, took hold of Elli's hands and spoke directly to her. "This training is going beyond just initiation training now Elli, we're now moving into the beginnings of interrogation training. That's one of the reasons WO2 Dangler didn't spank you earlier, he wasn't sure you were ready to move onto this so quickly. But I think you're ready Elli, even though you're very inexperienced, I can see the huge potential you have, see what you're capable of becoming."

Rachel glanced up at Clint who gave a nod of appreciation at her quick thinking. Another slap from Clint landed on the bum cheek of Elli. "What do you think enemy soldiers would do to a pretty young girl like you if you were captured?"

Elli's eyes closed as the slap landed, Rachel squeezed Elli's hands, comfortingly, while at the same time giving a quick nod to Clint, signalling him to strike her again. Another slap landed on target. "Do you think they would be nice to you or treat you like a slut?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli knew that however realistic this training might be, there were surely limits to how far Sir and Ma'am would go? Which meant that she could answer truthfully without inviting danger onto herself. And she must answer, despite the turmoil from being spanked, in front of Ma'am, having asked for it, her legs spread, trousers off, knickers damp, spanking after spanking.

Her breathing was again ragged from her arousal as well as the physical discomfort of her posture, though holding Ma'am's hands was reassuring. But this was training beyond even the initiation; she was already an advanced military student, having leap-frogged her way into stuff reserved for more experienced soldiers. Elli felt a burst of pride.

But she mustn't allow herself to be distracted. She was under orders to try harder, to obey fully, was there to prove herself. To answer Sir. Who thought of her as a pretty young girl! She smiled into Ma'am's eyes, trying to say that she'd carried out Ma'am's orders more successfully than she'd imagined.

After the two further spanks on her bottom with their accompanying interrogation questions, Elli answered, "Private Slut would expect not to be treated nicely, Sir, but like a slut, Sir, but I can cope, Sir, just ask Ma'am!" and she gazed into her friend's, her supporter's, her companion's eyes asking Ma'am to continue to support her efforts to qualify for the Difficult initiation.

And she still had begging on her knees and a punishment to look forward to.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Feeling that Elli was coping too easily with the firmness of spanking she was receiving from Clint, enjoying it even, Rachel wanted to up the anti, push even further. "I know what a little slut you are Elli, you threw open your legs to the first boy who wanted to fuck you, sucked his cock and swallowed his spunk. You begged WO2 Dangler, Clint, to spank you, you're getting turned on being spanked in front of me aren't you? Your pussy, already taken and used, is getting all wet isn't it, ready to take another hard cock? You want more witnesses to see your spanking, your humiliation, don't you? Admit to your 'Sir' what a submissive little slut you really are, what you really want."

Rachel looked up at Clint, gave him a nod and mouthed 'harder'. Squeezing Elli's hands she looked at her, waiting for the next strikes to land. The noise of the next spank was audibly louder as Clint brought a firmer spank down onto Elli's bottom. On feeling the harder spank Elli's eyes sprung open wide. Another spank followed quickly afterwards, then another, she was now exhaling, like a low guttural cough, on the landing of each spank. The effect was now causing a severe reddening of her bottom cheeks, the sting causing tears to form in her eyes.

"Answer the questions Rachel just asked you." Clint spoke as firmly as his hand struck Elli's bottom. "As you've been begging to take part in the difficult initiation, if you're allowed to you'll have to agree to it being filmed, to review your performance for eligibility for the extreme. Beg us to film you carry out the initiation."

Rachel could see Elli was beginning to struggle with the repeated spanking but wanted to make her take a couple more before bringing a stop to it. Clint's hand landed again as a response was waited.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The humiliation was exquisite. Elli could feel her pussy leaking just like Ma'am said, just as she could feel her bottom getting so much hotter from the harder spanks. There were tears in her eyes, from the stinging of her skin, and the shame of knowing that even though this was just training, everything Ma'am had said was true. And worse, Elli loved it.

In between spanks, or in the brief pause allowing her to answer Sir, Elli looked into Ma'am's eyes and saw only support, concern, friendship, and an urging to make the most of this, to prove herself, to do more than the minimum. But maybe Elli was seeing what she wanted to see? Whatever it was, the young soldier replied, "Private Slut is a humiliation whore, Sir, a submissive slut, like Ma'am says, and Private submissive slut requests and begs that her Difficult initiation is filmed, Sir, and witnessed by whoever Sir and Ma'am decide, if Slut is allowed, Sir, and," Elli hesitated while trying to remember the things Ma'am listed that she should confess, "and Slut is very turned on, Sir, like ordered Sir, getting spanked so wonderfully hard by Sir in front of Ma'am, and Slut's used pussy is very wet and in need of a cum, Sir, and what I really want, Sir, is to be spanked and humiliated in the Difficult initiation in front of witnesses, to be considered for the extreme level, to be told I'm a good girl, a good slut, to please Sir and Ma'am, and to be allowed to cum, Sir; Slut requests an orgasm, please Sir?"

Elli's legs were shaking, and she knew only a few more hard strikes of Sor's hand on her bottom would do it, would push her over the brink until her insides melted and she had one of the best orgasms ever.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Watching Elli's face, looking into her eyes, it was clear to Rachel how much the young soldier was enjoying the spanking and humiliation being dealt out to her. There was even the faint scent of her sex in the air, an orgasm would wash through Elli soon if things progressed as they were for much longer.

"You'd better stop now Clint, I think Elli has had enough for one evening." Clint halted after one last spank, softly running his hand over the reddened cheeks he had been enjoying dishing out punishment to, looking at but avoiding to touch where the damp patch had formed, then removed it, Rachel could see the disappointment in her face. She knew that in getting Elli on the brink of orgasm without being allowed to complete what was craved would be so frustrating, the order not to masturbate would make Elli all the more desperate for release and therefore easier to coerce into carrying out their orders during the initiation.

"You'd better get dressed and head back to your room, it's getting late." There was an unspoken communication going on between the two older soldiers as Clint spoke to Elli, Rachel let go of the hands that had been gripping hers so tightly, allowing Elli to stand up from the desk she had been bent over and grab her clothes and begin to dress. Both watched on as Elli, in a little discomfort from the spanking, dressed herself again in the uniform that had been neatly placed on the chair. "Good girl Elli. You've coped really well for the first interrogation session, but that's just the start, I'm sure you can imagine some of the worst things we have to try and prepare you for. Close the door behind you when you leave, Rachel and I need to speak about a few things in private."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli was all fingers and thumbs, uncoordinated, distracted, unable to concentrate. The need between her legs seemed to be driving her brain and diverting energy and coordination away from her limbs. It was like her real existence was her sex at the join of her thighs and that the rest of her was just peripheral.

Once dressed back in uniform she drew herself to attention, "Sir, Ma'am!" and left the office, closing the door clumsily on the way out. As she marched back to the barrack-room she tried to remember what Sir had said at the end of the training. Good girl was in there. That made her grin. Something about doing really well. That she'd got over the start of interrogation training and that there was more, possibly worse. Worse? Nothing was worse than not being allowed to cum. She pressed her thighs together as best she could as she marched, giving herself a kind of exaggerated swaying gait. It wasn't masturbating so it was allowed. But she mustn't orgasm. Not without permission. Her mind replayed all the humiliating things Ma'am had said and made her say. It had been like a little reward, a gift, a well done. It had been exquisite, the icing on the cake of Sir's spanks. If only he'd spank her bare bottom; but that was surely going too far? They could never do that in training. If only he'd spanked her to orgasm like she'd begged.

Back in her room Elli turned on her lights and stripped naked, pottering around while preparing her uniform for the next day. Friday, the last day of her first week. Except she was on duty at the weekend. She frowned. She wanted time and space to herself, to think things through, evaluate her progress. Instead, she would be busy all day Saturday and Sunday, right through until Monday morning. On the other hand, she wouldn't be driven insane by the need to masturbate without being allowed to. Perhaps it would be better to be busy? She glanced through the net curtain out across the open space to the accommodation block opposite, thankful that the nets hid her from sight. It was a men's block opposite. She wondered if any of the men there had looked down her shirt? Only one more day of no-bra, then she could dress properly again. It might be nice to wear a padded t-shirt bra that covered her chest properly.

Grabbing a towel she wrapped it around herself and padded down the hallway to the women's showers.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

In the mens accommodation block opposite, one of the young soldiers had noticed a light go on in one of the female accommodation block rooms. When one of the net curtains of the room was pulled to the side slightly allowing Elli to look out he shouted to his friends. "Isn't that the new Clerk, the one who hasn't been wearing a bra?" Three other men gathered around the window to take in the sight of the naked Elli, vaguely visible through the net curtain. As she grabbed her towel and headed out of the room, all four men sat and waited for her to return, their patience was rewarded, as several minutes later, Elli reappeared. They watched on as she stood in front of the window, drying her body with the towel, then dressed, slowly putting on her knickers and bra, then pulled a t-shirt on and a pair of jeans. Once she was fully dressed the men lost interest and returned to what they had been doing before they had begun watching the inadvertent show.


Friday morning and Clint was walking along to his office, instead of going direct he had decided to stop off to see several people who he and Rachel wanted to speak with together. The progress with Elli was back on track, thanks largely to Rachel's help last night. After Elli's spanking they had discussed speaking with the people they wanted to make up the board for the initiation, no phone calls or emails, face to face dialogue to make sure everyone was in with the plan. Having spoken to everyone he needed to, inviting them Rachel's office at 10am as they had both agreed on, he entered his office, ready for a cup of tea, wondering if Elli was in yet and able to make it for him.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Day 5

Elli noticed Sir arrive at the office even though it was still early and she wasn't at her desk. She scurried to the kitchen and made his tea and was soon knocking on his open door.

"Good morning, Sir, cup of tea, Sir?" She approached the desk, again taking her time and bending at the hips as she carefully placed the mug, ensuring that her shirt gaped sufficiently and that her chin was up. It would have been nice to have Ma'am there to confirm that Elli was giving Sir the full benefit of her braless down-blouse, but she'd just have to trust her own judgment.

As she straightened and stood at attention in front of Sir's desk her mind ran through the delights of yesterday's end-of-day training, some of the thrill coming back to her. Knowing that they were the only people presently in that part of the building, Elli attempted to resurrect the excitement she had felt.

"Private submissive humiliation Slut requests permission to return to her duties, Sir?"

It was also a sort of message to Sir that she was open to more, outside of her special training programme. She bit her lower lip, panicking suddenly that she'd gone too far, said too much, misjudged the moment, betrayed a lack of self-control. And maybe that she'd just disappointed Sir, let him down.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

When Elli came in with his cup of tea and placed it on his desk Clint took the opportunity to look down, feeling more comfortable now that she didn't mind, actually wanted him to look. Then she addressed herself as 'Private submissive humiliation Slut' to him. Biting her lip after she spoke, her face almost begging him to issue out some more punishment, discipline or perhaps a reward of some sort, before being given permission to return to her duties. She was well on her way to becoming his, doing everything he ordered, his own personal submissive humiliation slut, to use as he saw fit.

"Thanks for the cup of tea, you are being a good girl for me. You enjoy that don't you, being Sir's good little girl? Although I think you also enjoy being my submissive and humiliation little slut too?" Clint took a sip of his tea, placing it back down, at the far side of his desk. "Do you want to be Private submissive humiliation slut for me now? Close the door and bend over my desk, back straight, legs spread."

Clint watched as Elli, his little slut, closed the door and returned to his desk.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Standing in front of Sir's desk Elli again felt that thrill, the combination of excitement, uncertainty, possibly even fear. Her heart gave a sudden lurch as a thought struck her. Thought, inspiration, recollection, whatever it was it seemed to burn in her mind as she hesitated, standing there in front of The Desk, door closed behind her, their part of the building empty.

But first, she must answer Sir; he'd surely be wondering why she hadn't immediately carried out his order.

She stood properly to attention. "Yes, Sir, I like being your good little girl, being told I'm being a good girl for you," she hesitated then went on, "and yes, Sir, I enjoy being your little submissive humiliation slut, Sir, and want to be your own private submissive humiliation slut now, Sir, and at the start of every day?"

Her speech made, satisfied that she'd repeated the words submissive and humiliation and slut and little and good girl sufficiently, she unfastened her uniform belt and trousers even though Sir hadn't commanded it, dropped them to her ankles, leaned right across The Desk with her chest flat on the surface and fingertips curled around the far edge, feet as far apart as her trousers would allow, green cotton knickers taught across her raised bottom that was partly covered by the tails of her shirt.

She was begging, without words, for another spanking. If only Ma'am were there to watch, to comment, hopefully to approve. Elli so wanted Sir and Ma'am's approval. Her breathing quickened as she waited.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Smiling as Elli adopted her position over his desk, Clint moved into position to examine the backside he was about to spank. He could see the excitement in the young soldier as she lay flat on his desk, trousers around her ankles, the willingness to do as ordered and growing acceptance that she wanted and needed to be his submissive slut. First Clint raised the tails of Elli's shirt onto her back, then gripped the green cotton knickers in his hand, bunching the material at the back together and forcing it between her cheeks like a g-string would be.

With Elli's arse cheeks now bare and ready, Clint ran his hands over the smooth skin, gently at first then gripping them firmly in his strong hands. "We don't have much time and you're going to have to try and keep quiet." Clint brought the first smack down onto the bare backside with the same force as the latter spanks he had dished out on her the previous evening. The noise of the spank rang around Clint's office, he hoped it wouldn't travel too much further.

Several more spanks landed with the same force and accuracy, Elli kept quiet as ordered, Clint was wondering if she was finding it difficult not to let out a cry or whimper. Even though he had asked her to remain quiet, he would have liked to hear her cry out. After a few more spanks, and with Elli's arse cheeks nice and red and Clint's cock hard in his trousers, he brought an end to the impromptu spanking session.

"Private submissive humiliation slut has permission to pull up her trousers and return to her duties. Don't forget to sign onto your weekend duty later today. And you have the booking in sheet to complete and return to me. Also Ma'am wants to speak with you today. I have a meeting with her at 1000hrs, call along to see her at about 1015hrs, we should be finished by then."

Returning to his seat he picked up his tea and took another sip. "Looks like you have a busy day ahead. Be a good girl and close the door behind you on your way out."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Back at her desk Elli squeezed her legs together, hands clamped between them. Her bottom was on fire but she could cope with the stinging pain, even welcomed it. She searched on her phone and called up all kinds of images of bare red bottoms, wondering if hers looked like that, too.

Sir had bared her bum cheeks.

She could hardly believe it. She kept replaying that moment when he'd wedged her knickers in her bum; the first surprise. Then he'd spanked her bare cheek. The second surprise, or perhaps not such a surprise given the first. But oh, how exquisite. The stinging heat beneath her was a lovely reminder.

Elli put her hands on the desk surface. No masturbating. Time to plan her day. She smiled as she recalled how Sir had looked down her shirt when she gave him his tea. It was as if he took his time, had a good lingering gaze, maybe even enjoyed what he saw. Did Sir enjoy seeing her tits? Just phrasing the question like that added to the thrills already gripping her. It was as if she were on a low simmer and could boil at the slightest thing.

Using breathing to calm herself back down, Elli took her booking-in sheet from her drawer. Two signatures to go. Well, three including Sir's final one. She'd really hoped to have the thing finished by now. She fired up her computer and started on the emails.

Once everyone else was in and the day was properly underway, Elli switched off her monitor, and beret and signature sheet in hand headed out on her quest to complete the first week's joining task.

At the QM's Store, she headed to SSgt Vincent's office. She knocked on the open door then stood to attention.

"Private Lutte reporting for joining signature and stamp, Staff Sergeant!"

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Having spoken to Clint earlier that morning Vinnie was expecting Elli to show up at his office again today. At Clint's request he had put her off so far this week. He was also aware the young soldier wasn't going to be wearing a bra and was encouraged to get as good a look as possible.

"Come in Private Elli slut." He had also been encouraged to 'mistakingly' say her name wrong. "So you need my stamp and signature on your booking in sheet? Place it down here on my desk and let me have a look at what you've got!"

Elli leant forward and placed the sheet on Vinnie's desk as requested, she did it slowly enough to give him a chance to have a quick look down the gape in her shirt before she stood back up to attention again. As Vinnie had been told by Clint, she definitely wasn't wearing a bra. "After I've stamped and signed, I hope you have time to get the other signature. WO2 Dangler won't be happy if it's not completed by the end of today. I wouldn't want you facing a punishment in your first week."

"Now hold the sheet still while I sign and stamp it." Elli leaned forward again as directed and held the sheet firmly in place. Grasping the opportunity to get another good look down her shirt, Vinnie, stared directly down and at her tits, with no bra blocking the view he could clearly see the light pink areola on her pale, small but firm breasts. Fumbling for his pen and stamp while he took in the beautiful sight, eventually he had to look at the sheet to make sure he was stamping and signing his name in the correct place.

"There you go, all done. Welcome to the Regiment, I'm looking forward to seeing much more of you during your time here." Vinnie couldn't be sure but he thought Elli had taken her time when standing up straight again, it was certainly done slowly enough for him to get one last look. "Off you go now, there's a good girl. I have a meeting to be at by 1000hrs." Vinnie adding the 'good girl' comment due to the earlier advice of Clint.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

As Elli left the QM Stores she felt a lift in her spirits. Not only another signature and stamp done, but the Staff Sgt had taken a good look down her shirt, just like Ma'am had wanted. It had gone exactly as she'd hoped. Well, better than hoped because the Staff Sgt had asked for that extra thing, holding the street steady while he looked at her tits again before signing. Yes, it had gone really well. Elli was looking forward to reporting her success to Ma'am during her appointment later that morning. In fact, she had another success too. Sir looking down her shirt when she'd brought his tea. Yes, it was all going very well.

As Private Lutte headed to the sports complex for her last signature before Sir's, she wondered for a moment why Ma'am had asked to see her. She wasn't worried, or scared. After all, Ma'am had only ever been kind to her and supportive, giving friendly female advice and helpful suggestions. And so far they were all working out fine. No, she had nothing to worry about. Perhaps it would be more ideas on how to persuade Sir to let her do the Difficult initiation? Might they schedule something for next weekend, when she was free of Duty and available for whatever it was they might do? Sir had already told her what to avoid in Barrack-Room Initiations so she had an idea of what wouldn't be involved, and he'd dropped hints about possible things that might be included. Nothing she couldn't handle. But perhaps Ma'am could help her convince Sir that she might be ready in a week. Or a month. Surely not longer than that? Initiations were meant to be near the start of things. On the other hand, she needed to complete this booking-in sheet before they would consider anything further. Just one more signature and stamp to go.

Elli made her way to the PT office looking for Staff. He'd kept putting her off all week. It was time for him to just sign.

She knocked and stood to attention."Private Lutte reporting for joining signature and stamp, Staff!"

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Just as he heard the knock on the door, Gunny was just getting up out of his seat. "Your timing is terrible as ever Private Elli slut. I've got a meeting in WO2 West's office, amongst others, W2 Dangler is going to be there so I can't be late. You'll have to try again another time."

It hadn't been too difficult in denying the young soldier his stamp and signature for the week as Clint had asked, he had an idea as to the reason and was sure he was going to find out more in the meeting he was about to attend.

"You're still looking fit. I'm looking forward to putting you through your paces again soon." Gunny had grabbed his beret and was locking his office door as he spoke. Grabbing Elli by her upper arms and physically moving her out of his way so he could get by her, lingering, only for a second to look her up and down before running off and out at speed.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli stood there, mouth gaping like a fish. She couldn't believe it. She'd been put off again. Again! She huffed.

On the other hand, she was still looking fit, and although Staff hadn't looked down her shirt like she was supposed to arrange, he had kind of checked her out. Hadn't he? And touched her. She could still feel the warmth of his hands on her arms, even through the shirt. And the way he'd so easily lifted her out of the way! He was very strong. She could easily imagine him holding her arms behind her back.

She shook herself out of her thought-world and back to reality. She checked her watch. Nearly 10. Or ten hundred, rather. Time to drop her sheet off at her desk and then head to Ma'am's office as ordered.

As she marched across the Camp she fretted a bit over her failure to gain that last elusive PT signature and stamp. She had so hoped to present Sir with a complete set at the special training later. Might she try again after lunch, with Staff? Should she ask Ma'am's advice?

Elli marched back to the Training office and made her way to Ma'am's office. The Sgt wasn't at his desk unlike normal. And Ma'am was clearly busy from the sounds of indistinct and unrecognisable voices rumbling through the closed door. It sounded very formal and official, whatever it was. Probably some secret training programme ahead of a special deployment, a secret mission. Elli's mind fiilled with ideas of soldiers deploying from helicopters, abseiling to the Landing Zone, all-round defence, advance to contact ... Her heart beat fast as she pictured herself among them, coming under fire, her charging forward to save the others, maybe being captured, all of Sir's interrogation training helping her through as she was stripped and spanked while repeating her name and Service Number ...

The door suddenly opened and a file of familiar figures filed out of Ma'am's office.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Clint was the last to arrive at Rachel's office, joining her, Vinnie, Gunny, the Training Sgt 'Mal' Morris and finally the Medic Sgt 'Greg' Hughes. Clint and Rachel knew all of the other men well, they had privately discussed who to ask in on the initiation ceremony for Elli. They suspected, hoped at least, that all of the men present in the office would be keen to take part in what they had planned for Elli.

Clint was the first to speak. "Some of you might be wondering why we are all here. "I know I have already spoken to a few of you previously but Rachel and I wanted to speak to you all together to make sure you are all happy to participate in what we have planned. Private Lutte wants to take part in an initiation to prove herself worthy of serving at this Regiment. Not exactly standard behaviour and there is a risk involved. She is a naturally submissive little thing, Rachel and I have put a lot of work in this week to get where we are now and Elli is enjoying the 'special' treatment she's been receiving from both of us. Tomorrow evening is looking like a good time to carry out he initiation."

At this point Rachel joined in on the briefing. "You've probably all seen Private Ellis Lutte at some point during her first week here, or Private Elli Slut as she's beginning to become. As well as your participation, we will require a little help in setting things up for the initiation. We're not going to go into exact details on what will happen but I have already informed Mal that he will be filming it, that was my idea, and Mal will make sure none of your faces are caught on camera. You can all get copies later if you want. I've seen myself what a stupid and naive slut Elli is. I've been acting as her friend and will continue to do so, I'd encouraging you all to take advantage of this little submissive and humiliation whore while you can."

Jumping in to add a couple of Points Clint went on. "We'll direct during the initiation and the basic plan we have may alter depending on how she is reacting to the tasks. In case you're not sure we've got plans in place to put on a little PT show tomorrow morning, you'll get to see some of what she has to offer and how suggestible she is. I'll be in charge of Elli and what she does or doesn't do but if it all works out as planned she won't mind 'group' activities. Everybody in?"

They all nodded their heads and vocalised their agreement. "Great." Clint stated. "Await our calls for further instructions." Rachel then dismissed everyone from her office, filtering out they all noticed Elli stood in the corridor of the Training Wing. Each man looked her up and down intently as they slowly walked past her one at a time. Clint was the last to walk past. "Looking forward to seeing you again later Elli. First listen to the advice you're about to get, there's a good girl."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, Sir!" Elli drew herself to attention as she answered, the need to impress Sir paramount, the need to convince him to allow her initiation to be at the Difficult level. It was still in the balance, and if she understood correctly what Sir had just said, Ma'am had some important advice that would help swing things in her direction. Still, he had called her a good girl, so things must be going fairly well?

She had also noticed with considerable satisfaction how the other departing men had looked at her. It was as if they recognised her charms just like Ma'am had previously advised. Maybe a week without a bra had worked wonders at asserting her feminine sexuality. Elli felt that she was achieving her aims, the goals Ma'am was setting. If only she could have gained that last signature and stamp from Staff; then she could have presented Sir with a completed sheet at her 1700 training. That would have really helped persuade him to let her do the difficult initiation, maybe as early as next weekend when she wasn't on duty. Hopefully, she'd have time this weekend to continue to improve.

Once the men had all gone, apart from the Training Sgt who returned to his desk, Elli crossed to Ma'am's open office door and knocked. Feeling a little self-conscious with Sgt Morris within earshot, Elli announced herself by her proper name.

"Private Lutte reporting Ma'am, as ordered?" She had so wanted to report as Private Slut, to speak with Ma'am the friendly wise older woman rather than formally with the warrant Officer Ma'am. She didn't think that would be appropriate with Sgt Morris listening.

On being invited in, Elli approached Ma'am's desk, wondering just what advice was so important that she had been summoned mid-morning on a Friday rather than after work.

She stood at attention, uniform straight, clean and correct, boots shined, a credit to the Regiment. She hoped.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

As Elli entered Ma'am's office, Sgt Morris approached the doorway of the office, close enough to hear without being seen. He was curious to hear what the exchange between the two women was going to be and find out more about the young soldier. Was the initiation going to be mentioned? Would he hear something confirming how submissive and slutty she was?

Rachel wasted no time in getting to the point. "Elli, I just wanted to have a quick chat with you about the underwear you wear, those plain knickers and bras might be practical but they are not very sexy. Take off your uniform so I can see what you're wearing now and what might best suit your figure."

Hearing the comment, maybe order, from Rachel, Sgt Morris repositioned himself so he could see into the office, Rachel noticed him immediately and gave a little smile in his direction as they both watched Elli undress.

"As I mentioned, those knickers are not at all sexy. Wearing something nice will help you feel and act sexy and that will help to impress the men, especially Clint, your Sir. I've been looking online and have a few suggestions on what might suit you. Come have a look at some of the underwear I have on my screen."

Elli moved around the desk to a position she could see the screen, Sgt Morris had to move again to make sure he wasn't seen by Elli. Rachel clicked on and showed Elli several different options of sexy underwear she felt would suit the young soldier.

"So I've shown you some of the things I think you'll look and feel good wearing. Head into town today and buy something that we've looked at. As the working week ends today, you no longer have to be braless from tomorrow. I expect you to be wearing something more suitable from tomorrow onwards."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Er, yes, Ma'am!" Elli straightened up and frowned, wondering how to carry out this latest order from Ma'am, still very self-conscious dressed in only her plain knickers. But Ma'am was right; they weren't at all sexy.

The last time Elli had stripped in Ma'am's office the door had been shut and the building empty. It had felt weird undressing with the door open, and as she'd slipped out of her shirt, boots, and trousers she'd noticed the little smile from Ma'am and felt comforted by the implied approval.

As a bra-less day, her last, she felt very vulnerable with Ma'am's office door open, especially with Sgt Morris just outside. That cut two ways, of course. He'd stop anyone from barging in, but he might also see her? But no, surely he'd be at his desk, his duty station.

Feeling a sense of relief, Elli leaned down again for a better look at the computer screen that displayed the catalogue of a lingerie shop in town. It seemed that the items Ma'am had selected were all available in-store. There were a few colours to choose from, materials like lace and panel, trimmed or not, with backs that resembled g-strings or thongs or tanga or offering more cover. And then the matching bras. There were shelf bras, half-cup, balcony; panel or lace; matching the briefs or not. It was an almost bewildering array of options.

Elli felt that she needed more guidance, especially from someone with experience. She stepped back slightly, did a full slow turn on the spot, and finished facing Ma'am and not looking at the open doorway that made her nervous. "Um, would it be ok to nip into town at lunchtime, Ma'am? Would you give me authorisation to go off camp? Perhaps if we ordered the items now I could just pick them up and be back on time?" Elli hoped that sounded sensible and like a military plan. "But um, is there anything you'd recommend? You know, seeing me as I am?"

Elli bit her lip, needing to know that she would get the right thing, that Ma'am would approve. Of course, Ma'am had drawn up the shortlist so presumably she approved of all the suggestions, but Elli's eyes kept coming back to the red satin thong and half-bra set, in the bottom right corner of the screen. "Um, like that set, for instance?" she added, leaning forward to point to her favourite. She imagined it would feel amazing to wear something like that under her uniform.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Sgt Morris was trying his best to remain unseen from Elli while also getting a good look at her semi naked body, particularly her breasts. He had watched as she carried out the slow spin, luckily not looking towards the open doorway he was lingering near. He now had a good side on view of her topless body as she leaned over the desk and pointed at the screen.

He listened in as Rachel spoke to Elli. "Yes, the red satin thong and half-bra set will look great on you. They were one of my favourites too. We could order them now but I'd prefer it if you tried them on in the shop first, to make sure they fit you properly. I will clear it with Clint for you to have an extended lunch break, I'm sure he won't mind when I tell him why."

Rachel picked up her phone immediately and called Clint. It was a short conversation with Rachel asking for an extended lunch on Elli's behalf and explaining the reason. There was then a short pause as Rachel listened to what Clint had to say, acknowledged, agreed then put the phone down.

"As expected, Clint is happy for you to take an extended lunch but we have a condition to it. As I mentioned earlier, you will have to try them on to make sure they fit, also that you look and feel good wearing them. The condition is, we want you to let someone in the shop see you in the underwear, someone's boyfriend or husband. You can either 'accidentally' leave the curtain open enough for someone to see you undress and put on the underwear or if you're feeling brave enough, open it fully to ask a member of staff if it looks ok. That would give people near the changing room a good look. You can report what option you chose and how it went to Clint and I at your training session this evening."

"You should probably get dressed and get some work now, do as much as you can before heading town for your shopping. I'll see you in Clint's office later."

On hearing this Sgt Morris scurried back to his desk, waiting for Elli to head out of the office and hoping he'll get to see her, sometime soon, in the sexy underwear she was about to go shopping for.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli was delighted that Ma'am liked the same underwear set and was already buzzing with anticipation. The only problem was the added condition. As she dressed back into her uniform Elli was torn between excitement on the one hand and a certain trepidation on the other about getting an opinion from customers in the shop. It might actually be easier to ask the assistant's thoughts. If she was very lucky the shop would be empty at lunchtime, so whichever shop-girl was helping her would be the only person to see her in the new undies. Except probably Ma'am would want to inspect Elli in them next week sometime. But that was fine. As long as it was only the shop assistant and Ma'am that saw her.

Elli finished tightening her boots, stood to attention to be dismissed, and hurried from Ma'am's office and return to her desk.

Back in the Company Office Elli hurried through her tasks and then made her way to the Main Gate where she was allowed to pass as Ma'am had arranged. It didn't take her long to get into town and find the lingerie shop, and she almost turned around to first grab some food. The shop had customers.

It seemed that quite a few men were buying gifts for wives or girlfriends during their lunch hour; the last before the weekend.

"Shit!" Elli expleted. But she was a soldier. She was supposed to be brave. Taking a steadying breath, she pushed open the door and went inside, the bell jingling annoyingly to announce her presence. All eyes turned to her, and the male customers clearly checked her out from head to toe. Shit, she thought. Thankfully, once they had worked out that her uniform concealed her feminine figure, the men all returned to whatever they had been doing. Elli caught the eye of the salesgirl, a slim elegant young woman only a few years older than her.

"Excuse me, I was hoping to try the red satin set? You know, the g-string and half cup?" Elli had tried to talk quietly but obviously her voice had carried within the small shop. The eyes all stared at her again.

The assistant expertly looked Elli up and down. "Hm, size 8? 28 ... b?" she asked, though she didn't wait for an answer. A murmur of approval rumbled through the assembled customers. Elli blushed in embarrassment and felt a delicious quickening inside her. The assistant went to a cabinet and returned with the items on a hangar. There really wasn't much to them. On asking if she could try them on she was directed to a short row of curtains to the side.

Mindful of the 'condition' set by Sir and Ma'am, Elli took the hangar and disappeared behind the first curtain. A short while later, after considerable scrutiny and continued tucking of her small breasts deeper into the insufficient bra, Elli opened the curtain all the way; heart hammering, feet bare, body exposed in just the red satin two-piece.

"Um, excuse me?" This was directed at the sales assistant, but the few men who hadn't immediately turned to look on hearing the curtain open also turned to stare. "Er, what do you think?"

While the assistant cocked her head and thought critically one of the men answered. "You need to turn round, darling, on the spot, to see it from all sides?" The other men all nodded their agreement as if the advice were some piece of deep wisdom. Elli blushed but complied, heart again thumping away, her mind drinking in the attention and scrutiny.