Privates (closed for Jingling Geordie and AndreaSubbie)

[Jingling_Geordie]

On stepping out of the changing room there were murmurs of appreciation for Elli from Clint and Rachel, appreciation at having gone above and beyond what was required, both in drinking the extra shots of whisky and removing all of her clothing. Sgt Morris, who had focused on Elli's face when filming her drinking the shots of whisky, was now focusing in on her nudity. First the 28b, pale pert breasts, light pink areola and nipples, hard and sticking out, then moving down to the dark triangle of neatly trimmed bush, the hair of her pussy was short and tidy, clearly regularly and well maintained.

Clint kept Elli standing in the hallway for a moment, allowing Mal to record her beautiful and naked before issuing the next task. "Next task is to run all the way round the outside of the gym, quickly as possible, it will be timed. When you get round, back in through the same door, continue into the gym hall and stand on the first mat to await the next instruction."

The door was propped open by Clint as Rachel took out a stopwatch and prepared to start the timer. "Standby, go."

As Elli shot out through the open door, Mal followed filming her disappear around the corner of the gym, then turning to face the other direction and await for her to reappear. At the same time, Clint called for Vinnie, Greg and Gunny to join them in the hallway where they were to stand on both sides, forming a narrow gap, or gauntlet, for Elli to run through. "She's naked, apart from her boots." Clint informed the others of her nudity as they got into position. "I told her to remove her uniform in the changing room and she came out wearing nothing but her boots. Remember slow her down and make it difficult for her to get through but nothing too rough, a bit of spanking and 'accidental' groping is allowed."

There was a buzz of anticipation from the group as they all looked out the open door, Mal was stood just outside with the video camera pointing in the direction she'd be coming from. They watched and waited.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli sprinted, totally aware of the camera capturing her tits swaying as she bolted for the door and left the three of them behind. She'd passed Sir in a blur at the door. Ma'am was timing it, so she had to be fast. Elli had no idea what the required time would be for the run, but presumably a lot quicker than the standard fitness test.

She pumped her elbows, gritted her teeth, and pounded her way around the outside of the Gym building. And was immediately confronted with a dilemma.

Because it was dusk outside, the floodlights in the eves of the building were on, creating a brightly lit perimeter next to the walls. Hence the dilemma. To hide her nakedness outside their glow and take a longer, slower route; or go for the quicker time by hugging the walls but displaying her nudity under spotlights for anyone to see who might be watching?

It was a test. Surpass all expectations. She took the shorter, quicker route.

That decided, which took no time at all, she rounded the first corner and was on the first long straight. She replayed in her mind the reaction she got on walking nude out of the changing room. It had been everything she could have hoped for. The look in their eyes! The shock, surprise. Approval. She knew she'd got it right. And Sgt Morris had certainly taken advantage! The naughty man had made sure to get a good bit of recording of her naked body, taking full advantage of Sir's preparation for giving the orders about the run. Of course, she could have turned away from the camera. But that's not what an outstanding candidate would do.

It wasn't as if she'd played to the camera, or shown off, not really, just that she presented herself full frontal. And she knew that they couldn't use the recording anywhere since there would be trouble because she was naked. So she was quite safe.

She took the second corner, the short straight, the third corner, and was on the second long straight. She was breathing hard, starting to feel it. The building wasn't small. She needed a good time if they were to seriously consider her for extreme military training. She kicked hard, rounded the last corner, and sprinted towards the open door. And the video camera.

Of course they'd be recording her arrival back. She raised her eyebrows at the camera as she turned in through the door, giving the video a sort of “phew, I got through that,” kind of look, and then faced a phalanx of bodies. It was the same people from earlier. But this time she had nothing on, not even tiny underwear. She blushed, adding to the flush from her run.

She was forced by geometry to pass between the two rows which seemed to close in as she got between them, feeling her bottom spanked and patted, then noticing Sgt Morris with his camera passing down the outside of the group to film her from the front as she tried to obey Sir's orders about proceeding directly into the Gym itself.

It was tough going; a forest of hands congratulating her on her run by patting her shoulder, some landing instead on her boobs, bottom, arms. She made it out the other side and jogged to the mat, where she turned to face the door she'd just come through, assuming the at-ease position. Facing the Sir's Team. And the camera. Nude apart from boots. Chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.

Elli sought Ma'am eye, wanting to know if her time was good enough. If she had impressed. If she had Ma'am's approval.

“Surpass expectations, surpass expectations, surpass expectations,” she kept saying in her head.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

As Elli rounded the final corner, Mal moved away from the door to allow Elli a clear entrance, he captured the relieved look on her face as she turned into the doorway and also just caught the surprised expression as she noticed the line of bodies blocking her way to the Gym. As Elli ran into the bodies she was stopped dead in her tracks with hands holding her arms and wrapping around her waist. As she struggled to free herself and move forward, she received a few spanks on her backside, all caught on camera, before Mal decided to use the time given By Elli being held up to move around the outside of the melee to the front.

The new position taken up by Mal, at the front of the group, allowed a full frontal view of Elli struggling through the arms and hands blocking her way. As previously discussed, Mal was careful to capture only Elli and the unknown hands and arms of her assailants. As well as the spanks and pats on her bottoms previously captured, Mal could now film Elli's tits and nipples being squeezed. It would be impossible to tell from the recording but Mal noticed it was the hands of Vinnie which were carrying out the most intimate touching of the group.

Elli eventually made it through the gauntlet run, into the gym and onto the mat. As she stood at ease the group looked on, camera continued to record but Rachel stopped the clock. Catching Elli's eye wasn't difficult, the young soldier was seeking Rachel out. She looked down at the stopwatch, back at Elli and gave a knowing smile and nod of approval.

The group all filtered back into the Gym, standing close to Elli who was still breathing deeply, her chest raising and lowering with her breaths and nipples fully erect. Clint broke the silence. "You can probably see from all of the apparatus laid out in the Gym, that the next test is an indoor assault course. No boots allowed in the Gym, before starting you must remove your boots and carry it out barefoot. Again it will be timed. I'll now hand over to Gunny who will take you through what is expected."

The Gym was set up with various equipment; vaults to climb over, nets to crawl under, balance beams to cross and a rope swing to cross. There were also mats between some of the obstacles, each mat had an exercise annotated to it. "Ok Private Slut, this is the indoor assault course, three laps are to be completed as quickly as possible, the lap of the Gym was your warm up so you should be ready to go. At each exercise mat you are to carry out 5 repetitions of the exercise stated on it, there are press ups, squat thrusts, star jumps, sit ups and squats. Are you ready with the timer Rachel?" Rachel had noted down the time for the run and gave a nod of acknowledgement that she and the stopwatch were ready. "Boots off quickly as you can." As Elli removed her boots, the group began to position themselves near the first vault box, Elli would have to climb over, ready to follow her round the course to get the best possible views or her performance! Once Elli had removed her boots and was stood on the mat, now totally naked, Gunny gave her the order to start. "Standby, go."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli dashed from the mat towards the assessment team and her first obstacle, a vault box that she'd need to get over. She was feeling confident, loosened up, physically fit and healthy, buoyed by the alcohol that was still charging through her bloodstream and her head, as well as from the encouragement of Ma'am approving her outdoor run time.

Elli was flying. Literally. Well, almost. She took the first obstacle in the air, planting her hands firmly on its top surface and flipping her legs and hips high to easily clear the vault. Being an outstanding candidate she had made sure that her body was open to the video camera as she flew rather than turning her back. She needed to surpass expectations at every opportunity.

Next was the first exercise mat. Press-ups. She dropped onto her front and completed five quick reps from the knees up, not needing to sacrifice time for extras, and was up and at the next obstacle.

She had started well, she knew. The alcohol, the being naked, the outside run, unflinching at the gauntlet, not shying away from the stares of the Team as she'd faced them during Sir's and Staff's briefings. Faced them boldly, standing at-ease, nude apart from boots until they too were off. Tits and bush on show. The video camera recording, possibly even zooming in? At ease, until Staff was about to give the order. Then she'd smartly brought herself to attention, careful of her feet since she was barefoot, intentionally making her tits wobble for the Team. And the camera.

Her second obstacle was a crawling net which she dived under, tucking in her head, scampering on elbows and knees, bottom low, legs wide for balance and movement. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to do this naked! Too late now, she knew, and the whiskey in her blood told her, what the fuck, just do it!

Escaping from the net she jumped to her feet and hit the mat facing the Team and the ever-present camera. Five squat thrusts, tits wobbling like they had a life of their own, and then vaulted the next box just like the first, very aware of the camera and the Team keeping pace. Her Assessors. Whom she needed to impress. She made sure they got an unimpeded view of her nakedness. Whatever it took to pass, to surpass expectations. Under the second crawling net just like the first and then it was five star jumps facing them with tits again jumping like mad, and onto a beam. She'd been good at beam, back when she was learning to be a gymnast.

Elli made a mental adjustment. Any good candidate would complete the course in a good time. Even the fastest candidate, while impressive, wouldn't necessarily be memorable. An outstanding candidate would add style to speed. This she could do.

She mounted the bean quickly and confidently, sitting on it with a leg on either side, leaning forward on her hands together in front of her. Then she arched her back and lifted her arms up and all the way back until they were on the beam behind her, her head facing backwards. She lifted a leg up onto the beam and swung the other until she was in a form of crab position, body towards the ceiling, then continued to move into a handstand with splits which naturally ended with her feet planted in front of her face. She completed the manoeuvre by lifting her upper body, one foot in front of the other, arms high and wide in a gymnastic ready position.

That was enough stylistic time-wasting. She daintily skipped across the beam, throwing in a quick splits jump, and dismounted in a forward somersault, before completing five sit-ups on the next mat.

Elli hurried on to her last obstacle, a rope swing across a no-go area. This was quick and easy, the only hazard being to avoid a burn as her naked thighs gripped the rope.

Lastly, it was five squats on a mat, knees wide and arms forward for balance, and she was done; first of three.

With that first lap completed she glanced to Ma'am hoping for a hint of how her split time might look, but then she was told to halt. She came to a stop, feet apart and hands on hips, breathing hard but in good shape, wondering if this was a medical intervention.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Mal moved the camera up and down Elli's naked body as she stood on the mat ready to go, zooming in on her neat pussy and tits as they wobbled when she brought herself to attention. Then she was off, towards the first obstacle the group of men were gathered round, Rachel following at the rear with the stopwatch in hand. As Elli flew over the first vault they all immediately realised the athleticism of the young soldier, they also got a good view of her naked body in full flow, tits bouncing and pussy on display. Standing at a 45 degree angle to the front of the vault, Mal had the camera at a perfect height and angle to capture Elli as she cleared the vault, a clear shot of her naked body, capturing legs & hips flying high and a clear shot of her pussy as she came down and landed on her feet.

During press ups, with Mal focusing on the action he was filming, Greg took on the role of his guide, making sure he didn't bump into or trip over anything as he followed the action. The exercises carried out on each mat, being stationary, were there to allow Mal time to get into position for the next apparatus while continuing filming. Mal and Greg had rehearsed where and when to move but Elli was moving quickly so it still took teamwork. Clint, Gunny and Vinnie were just able to enjoy the sight of the naked soldier in full flight.

As Elli leopard crawled under the net, bottom low, legs wide, elbows and knees driving her forward movement. Mal crouched right down at the entrance, in fact most of the men did, getting a great view of her bottom and pussy as her legs alternated up and driving her forward. Clint was walking up to the front, watching Elli intently as she went, looking for signs of her excitement, arousal at the naked task she was undertaking.

After the net it was squat thrusts then the next vault box, the second crawling net, star jumps. Clint had noticed that Elli had faced him and his team during all of the exercises, he was sure this was a deliberate act on Elli's part making sure they all had a clear view of her naked body. He had also noticed her tits wobbling and bouncing around, as she ran, squatted and jumped.

Then onto the beam. Elli mounted the beam in a sitting position with a leg on either side, then somehow arched her back and lifted her arms up and all the way back until they were on the beam behind her, her head facing backwards. Then manoeuvred her legs up onto the beam until she was in a form of crab position, body pointing up to the ceiling, into a handstand with splits which ended with her feet planted in front of her face. Elli completed the display by lifting her upper body, one foot in front of the other, arms high and wide in a gymnastic ready position. Threw in a splits jump as she crossed, finally dismounting with a forward somersault.

Clint knew that Elli had done gymnastics while at school, she had mentioned it during her initial interview with him, but seeing her perform the actions on the beam had amazed him, not to mention the rest of the men, there had been gasps and glances at one another as Elli demonstrated her flexibility and skill as she expertly completed the apparatus with style. The men had also all been treated to a few great views of Elli's pussy, all captured on the camera. Clint had looked for and noticed a moistness to her pussy, he was sure she was enjoying her naked performance.

The rest of the assault course was completed in a more straightforward way by Elli, as straightforward as a it can be with a naked participant anyway. Sit-ups on the mat, a rope swing across the no-go area, last it was five squats on a mat. Mal captured the whole lap and was ready for the second, the rest of the men couldn't help think about the display on the beam as they watched. Would she attempt the same on the remaining laps.

At the end of the first lap completed Rachel noticed her glance in her direction, Gunny shouted 'halt' and Rachel stopped the stopwatch, giving nothing away to Elli about the time but offering a warm smile of encouragement. Elli was breathing hard and her body was beginning to glisten with perspiration, this was due to her exexrsions and the fact that the Gym heating had purposely been turned up to it's highest setting by Gunny.

"You still have two laps to go." Clint informing Elli the reason behind the pause. "I've just stopped you to explain what is going to happen in the next couple of laps. I wasn't sure if you would be ready for this yet, but you are performing well, so I've decided to give it a go. This additional 'character test' is to see how you might cope in unfriendly environments. You will hear comments, statements and questions, they may be insulting and derogatory. The result of the 'character test' will be determined by how you react to it all, I'll be judging you on your overall responses."

"Let's get her underway again Gunny."

The team and camera were all in position next to the first obstacle and with a quick "Standby, go" from Gunny, Elli was on her way again and the stopwatch was restarted.

As Elli reached the first vault the team began with the 'character test'. Vinnie, Gunny and Greg all joining in, taking turns with the remarks. Mal was busy capturing the action, Clint and Rachel watched on.

"Look at that fit little body."

"You like showing us your naked body don't you?"

"I wonder if she gets turned on, being naked in front of a group of strange men?"

"I'd like to squeeze those tits and suck on her nipples."

"I'd touch her pussy, feel how wet she is."

"Imagine what would happen to you if you were captured and interrogated by the enemy? Are you still planning on running the Escape & Evasion and Resistance to Interrogation course Rachel?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The second lap began. Elli was a little slower, she knew; her first time around had taken a toll. But she was still feeling strong and cleared the first obstacle just like last time.

Sgt Morris and his camera were always in the right place, making it easy for her to give them the display they obviously approved of. The lewd 'character testing' comments made that clear. The Team obviously didn't know, however, that far from upsetting her, the degrading things they were saying only encouraged her, making her whiskey-addled brain translate those comments as high praise. She could feel the glow in her cheeks, the buzz in her tummy, the lubrication that was increasing between her legs. She was on fire.

As she worked her way around the course again, familiar now with each obstacle and exercise, she treasured the words she was hearing. They said she had a fit little body, they liked her tits and nipples, her pussy. They liked that she was showing them her naked body and wanted her turned on, aroused. And then there was that bit about being captured, interrogated. And Ma'am's Escape and Interrogation course. That shot a tingle through her entire body. Was that the Extreme Training Sir and Ma'am had talked about earlier? And if not, how could she get on it?

By now Elli had arrived at the Beam again, almost finished for the second lap. So far everything had been a repeat of the first one, partly because it worked, partly, she admitted to herself, so that Sgt Morris really could get the best angles. They seemed to like her first improvised Beam routine. An outstanding candidate would give her Assessors what they wanted.

She mounted the Beam from the near end, as if vaulting, hands planted together on the top surface and then jumping as if to sit again straddling the apparatus. But instead of straddling, she held her weight on straight arms and kept her legs raised horizontally on either side, also straight. A sort of sideways splits but legs making a right angle instead of a straight line. Then she did one of her best moves. Leaning forward she effectively went into a handstand, legs still wide, curling her body upwards and unwinding it until her torso was straight though upside down and she was indeed doing a sideways splits. Once her balance was secure, she raised her parted legs, bringing them together until she really was doing a handstand with her ankles finally together. She held the position, feeling the effect of gravity on her tits, then turned it into a forward roll, followed by a skip and jump and final somersault dismount.

After the vanity of her Beam routine, she hurried competently through the situps, the rope swing, and the squats and raced back to the start, again eyeing Ma'am for a split time verdict or for Sir or Staff to halt her.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

During the second lap, Mal, guided by Greg, were smoother at moving around and getting into position for the best views possible. They weren't sure if Elli would attempt the same routine again on the beam but wanted to be in the perfect place so moved away a bit earlier while Elli was completing the star jumps, although Mal still managed to record her and her bouncing tits as she carried them out, just from a slightly different angle.

As Elli mounted the beam there was an anticipation from the team, she certainly didn't disappoint them. Vaulting on, hands planted but instead of straddling the apparatus, Elli held herself up on straight arms and kept her legs raised horizontally on either side in a hovering sideways splits, legs straight out at right angles from her body. Then, leaning forward she lifted herself up into a handstand, legs still wide, slowly uncurling her body upwards until her torso was straight though upside down and she was indeed doing a sideways splits. Elli held this position for a few seconds.

Maybe, Clint thought, because she was trying to maintain her balance, more likely, the slut wanted to give everyone an unobstructed view of her pussy. The bush was neat and trimmed, contrasting with the smooth hairlessness of her young pussy from clit down, labia slightly parted, her pussy glistening with arousal. Mal was in a great position to zoom in on the beautiful pussy, but filming just the pussy wouldn't do the whole position justice, her firm and flexible body had to all be included in the shot, even while stood in a handstand her tits remained firm and tight to her chest.

To complete the move, Elli raised her parted legs, bringing them together until they were touching, she held the position for a moment, tucked into a forward roll, a skip, a jump and somersault dismount. The men just looked at one another in amazement. Elli flew through the remaining obstacles and was finished the second lap.

As she returned to the start point, Elli was again brought to a halt by Gunny. "Just wanted to check you're ok and good to continue?" The men were gathered in a huddle by Clint who was quietly briefing them. While this was happening, Rachel, who had stopped the watch, moved over to Elli, took the youngsters hand in hers and whispered in her ear. "Not long to go now. You're doing brilliant."

With everyone ready and in position, Gunny set Elli off on her final lap. "Standby, go."

As soon as the final lap was underway the 'character test' comments began from the same three men.

"I'd lick her pussy, did you see it when she held the upside-down side splits? Nice trimmed bush and smooth pussy, perfect for licking."

"I'd bend her over the beam and fuck her hard from behind. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"We'd all take turns fucking that lovely pussy."

"I'd make her suck my cock, I bet the slut is a great little cock sucker."

"Tell us how much you like sucking cock you little slut."

"I think she'd like to take two cocks at once, one in her pussy, the other in her mouth!"

"She would have to take all of our cocks, we'd take turns being sucked by and fucking her."

"You'd like that wouldn't you? Having a bunch of cocks, all hard for you, all wanting to use you?"

"I bet she'd love to take several loads of cum, one after the other."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The third lap was much like the second; not as quick as lap 1 but consistent with lap 2. Sgt Morris and the medic were possibly even better placed third time round, and the lewd disgusting character testing comments continued pretty much unabated, much to her delight.

Ma'am had again offered encouragement during the brief gap between laps, and hopefully hadn't noticed the contact between Elli and Staff. Elli wasn't sure Ma'am would approve. It was while he was checking that she was good to continue. He'd held her upper arm lightly, quite natural, and she'd in turn lightly pressed the side of her boob into the back of his fingers. Nothing serious, almost insignificant. He probably didn't even notice it happening. But that contact, bare tit with male flesh, had sent jolts zinging through her. And coupled with the graphic sexual suggestions that just kept coming, ideas were flooding into her head.

She loved hearing that they liked her pussy and the way she trimmed her bush, but it was the suggestions of what they would like to do to her that set her thoughts a whirl. Take turns fucking her hard from behind; two cocks at once, in her pussy and mouth; their cocks hard, for her, taking turns fucking and being sucked. She pictured them in a circle around her, one fucking her pussy, one her mouth, rotating so they all got each hole, round and round, her pussy and mouth overflowing with cum, and Ma'am leaning in close to her face telling her she was doing brilliantly.

Elli shook her head to clear the vision and concentrated on the Beam. She was here again. This time she mounted from the side, but facing Sgt Morris and his camera. Hands shoulder width apart, arms straight, legs parted in a side split, bottom higher than the beam so he'd get another perfect full-frontal nude split pussy view. She loved this. Then feet resting on the beam and body turning forward so that she was sort of sitting in a forward and back splits. Forward leg tucked low, hands down to the beam, roll into a handstand with forward and back splits, both legs then forward into the crab, and up. Standing now, she turned to face the camera and keeping one leg straight lifted the other nearest to the camera, and using her hand to assist raised that foot to her shoulder. A sort of dancer's pose. She knew that her pussy was gaping open, labia split, and could feel the warm air trying to dry the moisture that was now exposed. Elli held the pose, then turned, flik-flak backwards, twice, and somersault dismount. Vanity, exhibitionism and horniness temporarily satisfied, she completed the third lap and returned to the start mat, breathing heavily. She looked to Staff for his opinion of her efforts, and to Ma'am for hopefully more encouragement.

Had she done enough not only to pass, but to be memorable, to be outstanding?

She could only wait and find out.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Much like the second lap, the lewd comments were shouted at Elli, until she was about to approach the beam, at that point the Gym fell silent, the only sound heard was the breathing of Elli as they waited to see what display she would put on. She mounted from the side this time, hands shoulder width apart, arms straight, legs parted in a side split. Facing directly at Mal and his camera he has a perfect full-frontal view of the naked split, delicious pussy on view. Then turned her body forward so that she was in a forward and back splits. Tucked in her forward leg, hands down to the beam and rolled into a handstand with legs split forward and back, both legs then went forward into the crab position and up. AS Elli stood, she turned to face Mal, the camera and all of the men, by the third lap they had all realised that Elli was giving the camera the best views. Keeping one leg straight on the beam, she lifted the other, using her hand to assist, raising that foot to her shoulder. The men stared at and the camera recorded Elli's pose, libia split and pussy gaping open exposing the moisture that confirmed her arousal. Elli held the pose for a moment, turned, double backwards flik-flak and dismounted with a somersault.

To complete the course, sit-ups then rope swing, Elli gripping the thick, long rope in her hands, her thighs gripping the lower part of the rope. As she swung, the rope tail trailed on the floor forcing the rope between her legs and against her pussy. Squats, and the task was over.

As Elli stood on the mat, breathing heavily, Greg, the Medic moved over to check the girl was ok. "Do you feel ok? I'm just going to give you a quick check over, make sure you don't have any serious injuries." It wasn't really necessary of course, just another excuse to touch her naked flesh. Elli was breathing quite heavily, her body covered in a fine layer of perspiration. Greg placed his hand on the side of her neck, looking at his watch as he checked her pulse with his fingers, elbow brushing against her erect nipple. He then grabbed her wrists, checking each hand for rope burns. "I'd better check out your thighs for rope burns too." Greg knelt down, ran his hands up Elli's inner thighs. "There's a bit of redness there. I have some ointment in my bag that will help." Greg fetched the ointment from his medical bag and applied it to Elli's inner thighs.

While Greg was carrying out the examination the comments from Vinnie, Gunny and Greg began again.

"What a great body, lovely toned legs, great tits and nice firm arse."

"Lovely pussy, she would make a great nude pin-up. Some of her gymnastic moves were amazing, people would pay good money to see naked pictures of her in those poses.

"Pin up... with a body like that she could be a porn star. Imagine what people would pay to see her being fucked in some of those positions."

Medical examination over Gunny moved to finish the session. "Well done Elli, just the cool down lap, then you can shower to clean off. Follow me." Gunny set off out of the Gym. "You won't need your boots, nice slow lap of the gym, keep to my pace, the ground has been checked, it's clear, but watch where you put your feet anyway." Gunny set off slowly around the outside of the gym, Elli followed, Mal with the camera, and Greg guiding, accompanying them. Around the first corner, keeping up the slow, steady pace, Ellis tits bouncing as she jogged. Steadily around the second, third and forth corner until they were back at the entrance, Clint, Rachel and Vinnie all waiting as they returned.

"Couple of stretches to finish." Gunny concluding the session as he would any PT session, only on this one there was a beautiful naked subject. "Legs shoulder width apart, lean down at the waist, hands to the ground." Gunny demonstrated the stretches as he spoke, keeping a close eye on Elli. "Hands over to your left ankle, hold... now your right ankle, hold... back to the middle and up. Grab your left foot with your left hand, slight bend in the standing leg, push your hips forward, and hold... same with your right leg... Now calf stretch, lean against me." Gunny leaned forward facing Elli, his hands on her shoulders, arms straight, bend in the front leg, rear leg straight standing on the ball of the rear foot, Elli mirroring Gunny's position. Gunny gripped her shoulders firmly as they held the position looking at her, all of her, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, then looking into her eyes. Earlier, at the end of the second lap, as he gripped her upper arm, he had noticed Elli turn slightly, lightly pressing the side of her breast into the back of his fingers. Was it a deliberate act? "Now change legs," Gunny and Elli moved their front legs back and rear legs forward. "And relax."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli tried to relax. Really she did. But her insides were doing somersaults far more extravagant than any beam-dismount. She was almost in sensory overload.

Here she was, a teenager, stark naked among a group of adult men and another woman, assuming all kinds of revealing positions, being filmed, being commented on in a most disgusting sexual manner, slightly drunk, hugely aroused, pussy wet, nipples on fire; and totally loving it. Worse, she was eager for more, and her need to touch herself and orgasm had never been greater.

That last set of warm-down stretches had almost been too much. The feel of Staff's strong hands on her shoulders as she bent and stretched in contact with such virile masculinity, all the while being filmed from all angles by Sgt Morris, it had brought her almost to boiling point. And the way he had looked into her eyes, as if he was reading her very soul, her dark secrets and longings, her sexual needs.

But it wasn't just the PT staff sergeant. The medical check-up had been just as bad. Or good. She could almost still feel the medic's arm against her engorged nipple, and was surprised that when he rubbed the cream into her inner thighs he wasn't showered with spontaneous orgasm. She couldn't help imagine that it was man-cream he was rubbing in. Spunk.

All the added dirty comments hadn't helped, either. Did the men really think that she was good enough to be a nude pin-up? That anyone would pay to see her naked gymnastic poses? That she really did have a great body; tits, arse, legs, pussy? That people would want to see her naked and fucked, a porn star? It was all very flattering, but she hardly dared think it might be true. They were just trying to shock her, surely. They couldn't really believe any of that? Could they? However much she might hope.

She was physically drained, tired, but nicely glowing in all her muscle groups. Staff's warm-down was a good one, very effective. The cool-down lap had been almost refreshing. Not much more than a fast walking pace, slow enough that Sgt Morris could film her from the front or back as he wished. She loved it and concealed nothing. The welcome committee on her return had been lovely. Ma'am was as reassuring as always.

After what was probably only a brief moment, the men gathered around her and lifted her up. At first, she thought she was being hoisted onto their shoulders, like a sports victor, implying that she had indeed passed and been victorious. But no, they carried her horizontally, a bare limb each, all the way to the showers. Where they deposited her under running water, shampoo and soap to hand. Camera filming. Sir's Team stepping back and relaxing, watching, obviously expecting her to clean herself up.

So she did. She cleaned herself using plenty of bubbles in her hair and on her body, always playing to the camera, teasing, soap covering and uncovering her naughty bits, fingers grazing her desperate flesh. When she was rinsed and dried she was told to finish getting ready and report back to the gym for her Initiation results.

She sat next to her folded clothes. This was it. The reckoning. She sorted her uniform, checked herself in the mirror, and marched back to the gym, through the double doors, and onto the mat in front of a table at which The Team was seated like a Military Board.

She didn't salute, but brought herself to attention, knowing that her beret was straight, wide belt correctly fastened and even, boots laced. That was it. She wasn't wearing anything else. Tits out, pussy bare, arse exposed, legs uncovered. She hoped they liked her uniform.

“Private Slut reporting for Initiation results, Sir, Ma'am!”

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

After lifting Elli up, a bare limb each, Clint, Vinnie, Greg and Gunny couldn't help but to enjoy touching the youngsters soft smooth skin, enjoying touching her, tempted to, wanting to touch more intimate parts. Clint wasn't sure if Elli would struggle or not, but she didn't, she seemed to enjoy the journey to the showers. If they manage to organise a special Escape and Evasion course, Clint thought, just for Elli, she would surely struggle when captured, she would be instructed to try and escape from the 'mock enemy. The shower room was a large communal shower area, with 4 shower heads and control taps along the far wall, Elli was dropped under one of the central showers, water already running, ready for her, the water had been set to cool, not so cold as to make it unbearable, but cool enough to keep Elli's nipples firm.

As the men stepped away, Clint, Rachel and the men stood and watched, Mal filming the shower with his camera. As Elli used the shampoo and soap to clean herself she made plenty of bubbles, purposely teasing the men, using the soapy bubbles to cover her pussy and nipples before allowing the water to rinse them away. Her hands and fingers slowly running over her soapy wet skin, the show was having an effect on the men, making their cocks hard and stiff within their trousers. Once washed and rinsed, Clint turned off the shower and handed Elli a large white towel, they again all watched as she dried herself off, putting on a show for the camera, lifting each leg in turn, onto the bench seating, looking at the them as she dabbed and gently rubbed her skin dry with the towel. Once she was nearly dry, Clint ushered everyone out of the shower area then turned back to Elli. "That's the initiation over, get yourself suitably ready and present to us in the Gym for your results."
The Team were all seated along a table in the gym, camera set up on a tripod between Clint and Rachel who were in the centre waiting for Elli, she marched back into the gym and onto the mat that had been placed in front of a table, she looked a treat, wearing only her beret, belt fastened around her waist and boots. Clint smiled over to Rachel then returned to look at the legs, pussy, tits of the exposed girl.

“Private Slut reporting for Initiation results, Sir, Ma'am!”

Clint, as head of the board, was the first to speak. "Firstly I have to say that I like your uniform Elli." There was a playful tone in his comment. "We've all had a good think about your performance, each member will give you a pass or fail vote. You need five out of the six votes to be pass to have successfully completed the initiation, however, in order to be considered for any future, more advanced training or tasks, you need all six to vote pass. Greg, Mal, Gunny and Vinnie will cast their votes first."

"Great performance, no doubt in my mind. Pass."

"Beam work was fantastic. Pass."

"Great effort on all the exercises, lap times were also good. Pass."

"I agree with Mal, some of the beam routines were spectacular. Pass."

Clint then turned to Rachel. "What do you think Rachel?"

"You know how much I like her Clint, how much promise I think she has. I knew she'd do well but the performance, especially the beam work exceeded even my expectations. Without doubt a pass."

"So that just leaves me." Clint speaking slowly and steadily. "Unfortunately... I have to agree with the rest of the board members and give you a very worthy pass. Little extra touches such on the beam and how you presented yourself now make you an outstanding candidate for further, more challenging tasks. Good girl Elli. I'll ask you soon if you still want to be considered for these additional tasks, so have a good think about it now."

As Mal got up and turned off the camera and removed it from the tripod. Clint spoke to Elli again. "I'd like you to come with Rachel and I back to her office, we're going to have a quick review of your performance then you can let us know if you still definitely want to attempt further tasks. You won't get a decision tonight, we'll all have to review the footage and convene another board for voting." Clint then addressed the rest of the board. "Thanks very much for your help and time today gents, we'll let you know next time your assistance is required, hopefully you will be able to give up more of your spare time to assist in future?"

"Mal, can you come with us to my office and set up the footage for Clint and I to view?" Rachel then got up, walked over towards the exit door and changing rooms with Clint, looking back towards Elli, "Come on then sweetie, we better get going, it's getting late." Rachel headed straight into the dressing room, picked up Elli's folded clothes, tucked them under her arm. "You won't be needing these just yet. It's only a short walk to my office, I'm sure some cool air on your body will do you good."

Clint and Rachel knew the chance of anyone being about at this time of evening was very slim, it was certainly a risk worth taking, and Rachel wanted to keep Elli naked, apart from beret, belt and boots, for one or two more things she had planned.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli was almost beside herself with happiness, pride, glee. She was going to wet herself. Or was it a spontaneous orgasm threatening? She squeezed her thighs to hold it in, whatever it was. And she exercised all her self-discipline to try and keep her reaction as muted and soldierly as possible.

Of course they would march her back, naked. Clever Ma'am. Who had called her sweetie. Who was on film saying how much she liked Elli. The day could hardly get better and yet she was being rewarded. Elli hurried after Ma'am and Sir, breaking into her best parade-ground march once they were clear of the Gym building, marching as if she were properly dressed in her uniform, ecstatic that they both approved of her modified-nude-uniform. She was rather pleased with it herself. And marching across camp with her tits, pussy and bum totally on show was yet another huge turn-on.

She had passed. A very worthy pass! Though Sir had really got her with that tease, that unfortunately comment. But they all agreed. Unanimous. She was clear to be considered for extreme training. As if she had to think about that! And Sir really liked her extra efforts, like on the beam, which they all liked, and her nude-uniform. It was all too good. And Ma'am said that she exceeded expectations. Spectacular, fantastic, great were words she remembered. It all made her glow from inside out.

So they were going to review her performance, presumably some kind of critique. She'd need to make mental notes of things she could do better. She'd already passed but there might be things in the playback that could give her an edge in the more challenging training? And from what Sir said, it sounded like the same Board might be on the next challenge. Hopefully, they already liked her.

As they got to the Training Department Elli kept her beret on. She didn't want to alter her nude-uniform unless Sir and Ma'am ordered her to. She was excited, keyed up, still highly aroused. Her nipples were hard, puffed and aching; and her pussy was part freshly wet, part sticky from all the juice she'd oozed during the initiation. She was tired, glowing, and incredibly needy, hungry for more attention. And desperate to cum.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

The walk from the Gym to the Training Wing building went without incident, nobody was about to see Elli, naked but for beret, belt and boots marching behind them, Clint wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed, perhaps a bit of both. Although it would have taken some explaining had they been seen.

Once in the office, Mal began connecting the camera to the laptop, getting everything ready for Clint and Rachel to view the footage. Rachel directed Elli into the centre of the room, "Kneel down there for now," Elli was still wearing beret, belt and boots. "The footage is ready to view now when you're ready." Mal showing Clint what to press to play the recent film he had just made. "I'll have a look at it tomorrow, see what or if I need to edit out anything I accidentally captured." Clint and Rachel both knew he was referring to anything that could identify the board members. "Thanks Mal, you'd better head back to the Gym to help the others clear up." Rachel keen to make a start on the next phase of manipulating and degrading Elli. "Get the edited version to us when you have it finalised. We'll let you know about your next assignment soon."

Rachel closed her office door behind Mal, leaving just her, Clint and Elli in the room. Once she was sat at her desk, Clint standing close by, he pressed play and the footage started on the laptop. They sat and watched the footage, Elli knew she had passed but they didn't want to give too much else away at this point, there were several comments from Rachel and Clint at various stages while watching the footage but mainly commenting on what Elli was doing and how she looked. Comments from Clint and Rachel about her tits bouncing as she ran or completed certain exercises, comments about how fit and flexible her body was, how she had a lovely looking pussy. After each of the first two beam routines, the tape was wound back to watch a second time. "Wow, she really is a slutty little gymnast, isn't she Rachel?"

At this point, Rachel stood up and walked over to Elli, "What she is Clint, is very turned on right now, we've been denying her the chance to orgasm all week. She's been a good little pet for us today." Rachel stroked down Elli's neck and upper back as she called her their pet. Rachel had played the part of a friend, role model to Elli perfectly, she could tell how much Elli looked up to her, listened to her. Rachel was jealous about the fit young body Elli had, it had been easier that expected to get Elli to this stage, it was clear she enjoyed being submissive, being humiliated. Rachel wanted to see degrading, manipulating the the young girl could be taken to the next level.

"Don't you think she deserves to cum, deserves the release an orgasm will give her? You want that don't you Elli?" Rachel then turned back to Clint, "If you let her I'm sure she will thank you afterwards."

The footage was on the third lap with the 'character test' comments being clearly heard. When the comments; "I'd make her suck my cock, I bet the slut is a great little cock sucker." & "Tell us how much you like sucking cock you little slut." were played, Rachel spoke to Elli. "You do like that don't you sucking cock? When we discussed your sexual history earlier in the week, you admitted you liked giving your boyfriend blow jobs, liked the smell, taste and texture of his spunk, liked how it felt on your tongue and teeth, liked being made to lick it up and swallow it. You'd do that wouldn't you, for Sir, because you really want to, if he lets you cum, suck his cock and taste his spunk? I'd be here with you, holding your hand so to speak, making sure you were ok."

"If she wants to cum, want's to suck me, she's going to have to beg. Tell me Elli, tell me what you want? How much you want it? What you want to do to yourself, to me? How desperate you are to cum?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli was strung as taut as a bow. She'd never been sure what kind of bow that was meant to be. Was it the bow of a violinist? Or an archer? And did it make any difference? Not to her. The point was that if something didn't give, then she'd snap.

And Ma'am had absolutely got her. Nailed her. It proved just how good a friend Ma'am had become, despite the difference in their rank and ages. She was there to guide, to help, to protect Elli, and right now, to make sure that her little pet didn't leave Ma'am's office without getting relief from the sexual tension that was tearing at her.

How should Elli answer Sir? She looked to Ma'am with a mix of pleading and gratitude, with respect and affection. And need. Elli wanted Ma'am to pet her again, to stroke her hair, her arms, her back, even her tits if she wanted. Elli needed that contact as Ma'am's pet. But she also needed to cum. To masturbate. Even if she had to do it right here in front of Sir and Ma'am.

How to answer? The words on her incredible video that she was so proud of, about sucking cock, amplified and enlarged upon by her friend, reminding Elli about how much she'd enjoyed sucking off her boyfriend, how much she loved cum. And here was a cock possibly loaded with fresh, hot cum. And it was on offer. If she wanted it. Her second cock. What a reward! All she had to do was ask. They would allow her to cum, AND reward her with Sir's spunk. Could the day really get any better?

“Please Sir, Ma'am, slut would like to orgasm and drink Master's spunk, be MADE to suck Master's cock and drink his cum, petted by Mistress; slut needs an orgasm and BEGS to be allowed to masturbate in front of Master and Mistress, BEGS to suck Master's cock, BEGS to lick up and swallow Master's spunk, BEGS to be petted by Mistress; slut loved the initiation, being your slutty gymnast, showing tits and pussy, is so turned on, so needy, so wants to please Master and Mistress and will degrade herself for them, but please, PLEASE, allow me to cum! I need it!”

A little breathless from her long sentence, Elli panted as she knelt there in the middle of the office, bare bum resting on her ankles, knees parted, pussy almost dripping, tits heaving up and down, nipples on fire, hands clasped tight behind her, humiliated, shamed, degraded, aroused, hungry for more, mouth opening and closing, tongue flicking over her lips; already imagining streams of hot spunk cascading across her face and mouth as her fingers drilled her pussy and brought relief. She dropped her eyes. Would they still deny her? Was her sexual torment of denial to continue?

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Clint and Rachel couldn't have be prouder of their little pet, their submissive, humiliation slut. Not only had she performed well during the initiation; here she was now, on her knees, effectively naked, begging to be allowed to orgasm, to suck Clint's cock, and swallow his spunk, to please them and degrade herself as required by Master and Mistress.

"As you've begged so well, acted like the good little slut you are, I think I will allow you to cum, but first I want to see if you are any good at sucking cock, at sucking my cock. If you pass the test I will let you cum, suck my cock again and taste my spunk, have all of the things you begged for. You will remain a submissive slut, for your Master and Mistress, do what we tell you, when we tell you, now and in the future. In return we will look after you, treat you how, deep inside, you want to be treated."

Rachel knelt down behind Elli, "Let me help you, make sure you pass masters cock sucking test." She removed Ellis beret, reached round and undid her belt, flinging them onto the chair she had placed the rest of the uniform. "You won't be needing those at the moment, a good little submissive slut should be naked for her Master, although I'm sure Master would like you to pleasure him while in uniform at some point." With one hand she held Elli by the wrists, keeping her hands and arms tight behind her back, with the other she began petting her hair, shoulders and back.

Clint took a few steps forward, until he was stood directly in front of his kneeling sub slut, his crotch at her face height. He undid the fly of his trousers, pulled out his now stiffening cock, stroked it with his hand a few times and pointed it directly at her face, her mouth only a couple of inches away.

On being presented with her Masters cock, as had happened earlier, after admitting to, begging for, wanting this, Elli's tongue flicked over her lips, mouth opened and closed, but there was a delay. Elli did not lean forward, open her mouth, lick or suck his cock.

Noticing the delay, perhaps uncertainty in her pet, Rachel used her spare hand, pushed Elli's head forward, forcing it onto Clint's cock, her mouth instinctively opened and swallowed the tip of Clint's cock. With her mount near Elli's ear, Rachel began encouraging her pet, quietly, but not so quiet Clint couldn't hear. "Open wide and take as much of Masters cock into your mouth as you can. You need to pass the cock sucking test to be allowed to cum. Show your Master and Mistress what a good little cock slut you can be." Rachel gave another firm push on the back of Elli's head. "You're doing really well, with plenty of practice and my help and advice you could become an accomplished cock sucker, able to make a man cum with your mouth in no time. Try using your tongue, flick it around Masters cock as you suck him."

With Rachel's hand still on the back of her head, Elli forced as much of Clint's cock into her mouth as she could, Clint was fairly impressed by someone with so little experienced, his cock quickly growing to full size and hardness, twitching as Elli held it in her mouth. "Let's make sure you are good enough to earn that orgasm." He gripped Elli, each hand with a fist full of hair and began thrusting his cock in and out of Elli's mouth, fucking her face. As Clint continued to face fuck Elli, Rachel reached her arms around to touch Elli's nipples, gently rubbing them at first, then pinching between her finger and thumb and pulling out before releasing.

Rachel could see the reaction Elli was having to their actions, it was clear she was going to explode soon. Giving Sir a blow job, Ma'am rubbing her tits, this on top of everything else she had done today, not to mention recent days and repeated orgasm denial. "Has she passed your test? Is slut a good enough cock sucker for you? I think she deserves to be allowed to masturbate now, make herself cum."

"Yes she passed and yes she is quite good. And I agree, she has earned an orgasm." Clint pulled his cock out of Elli's mouth, stepped back to watch. "Go on then slut, touch your pussy, masturbate while I watch. If you're lucky, Mistress might continue playing with your nipples while you play with your pussy."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Oh fuck” Elli muttered, allowed at last! Her panting became more intense, her tits rising and falling further, but not so much that Ma'am couldn't keep up her delicious assault of Elli's nipples.

The desperate young woman plunged her hands between her open legs, her fingers whirring in circles over her engorged clit that was no longer completely covered by her little hood of slick flesh.

This wasn't going to take long.

Elli focused her gaze on Sir's lovely cock that was tantalisingly close to her mouth. It was long, much longer than her boyfriend's had been, and much thicker. A man's cock, she concluded, not a boy's. Not that she had much to go on. This was only her second. But it was beautiful. So hard, so big, so tasty, so inviting. She wanted it. Lusted for it. Needed it though until now she hadn't realised.

Her fingers were good. So experienced and knowing, perfect at getting her off. They buzzed and teased her clit, dipped into her love tunnel, bringing her ever closer as her waves of pleasure built, better than anything she'd known before in her short sex life.

Ma'am kept up her friendly, supportive encouragement in Elli's ear, with promises of being Master and Mistress's submissive slut, their pet, theirs to instruct and use now and going forward, promising the titles of cock-slut, cock-sucker, things Elli now aspired to. Like sucking Sir's cock while in full uniform. She'd followed Ma'am's advice, of course, sucking and licking and flicking Sir's cock with her tongue. It had been such a short audition, yet she'd passed. Another pass. And very soon, she'd have that gorgeous man-meat in her mouth again.

Elli started to shake, to whimper, to moan; little strangled cries mewling from her throat, the soiled fingers of one hand now in her own mouth, two fingers fucking her mouth just like Sir had done, the other hand plunging simultaneously into her cunt, double-fucking herself. The waves kept building, her shaking increased, Ma'am's hands on her tits torturing and teasing and pleasing but also holding her up.

It was coming. “Oh! Oh my! Oh fuck! MASTER!”

Elli's orgasm crashed over her, shaking her like a dog shakes a rag doll. Spasming, almost fitting. Her jaw clenched on the fingers between her teeth and her insides gripped the fingers in her vagina and she jumped and jerked, eyes focused on Sir's cock until that was all she could see, everything else blacked out. Her Master's cock. Nothing else existed, until that too was gone.

And so was Elli.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

As her orgasm reached it's climax, Elli Passed out. One moment she was squirming around in ecstasy, then quickly faded until she was slumped back against her mistress. The hand and fingers that had just been fucking her own mouth dropping down by her side, the other, still resting against her soaking wet pussy. Luckily Rachel had been knelt behind Elli and caught the young girl as she collapsed back, the hands that had been pulling and teasing during the recent nipple play, now moving to support head and torso.

After the initial shock, and reassurance from Rachel that Elli was ok. Clint looked at Rachel and Elli, surprised look still on his face. "Has that ever happened to you?" La petit mort, the little death, Clint was aware of the French term for orgasm, even that some women did momentarily pass out from an extreme orgasm, but that was the first time he had witnessed it.

"I've had some huge and dramatic orgasm's in my time Clint, but never passed out from one. I feel like I'm missing out on something!" As Elli came round, a smile returned to her face, a huge smile. After a week of denial, seemingly satisfied now. Probably as sexually satisfied as she has ever been in her short, sexually active life, thought Rachel.

The last thing Elli had seen before passing out was her Master's cock, it was the first thing she focused on after coming round again. Appearing even more horny now than before the orgasm, and by the lustful look on her face as she looked at the hard cock in front of her, the desire to suck Sir's cock greater than ever.

"That was lots of fun! Time now, my little pet, to show your Master what a good little cock sucking slut you are." Rachel encouraging Elli to take Clint's cock into her mouth again. Clint stepped forward and Elli knelt back up, leaning forward, arms back behind her back and mouth open, ready to receive the big hard cock. An encouraging push on the back of her head from Rachel and Elli had Clint's cock in her mouth again.

Rachel continued with the encouragement and advice. "Sometimes you can use just your mouth, but if you want to make your Master cum quickly, you can use your hands too." Rachel moved Elli's arms from behind her back, guiding one towards Clint's cock, the other to his balls. "Wank his cock and rub his balls while you suck, show him how much you want his cum. You are well on your way to becoming a good cock-slut, show us that you can be a good cum-slut too."

As Elli continued to work Clint's cock, Rachel slid back away from Elli and got up, stood with Clint on her left, Elli down to her right, a side on view of Elli giving the blow job. Rachel kept a physical contact with Elli, her right hand petting, stroking Elli's head neck, shoulders and back as she watched. "Men also like to hear dirty talk during sex, things like this." Rachel placed her left hand on Clint's arse, stroking as she spoke. "Give the little cum slut what she wants Clint, a big load of your cum, shoot it out into her mouth, over her face, make her taste and swallow it, cover her face and hair in spunk, watch it dribble down her chin onto her tits.

Clint could feel his own orgasm approaching, the sight of Elli on her knees sucking him, the sensation of his cock being sucked, hearing Rachel talk dirty. His senses were in overload. He gripped Elli by the hair with both hands and began to fuck her mouth again, Elli's own hands instinctively, submissively returning behind her back as she was face fucked.

"That's it Clint, fuck her face, cover her in cum. Make her your cum-slut. She wants it, your spunk and to become your little cum-slut."

Clint wasn't able to hold on any longer, "I'm gonna cum." He pulled his cock from Elli's mouth and began wanking it furiously, the other hand still gripping the hair on the back of Elli's head, forcing her head back and chin up. "Open up slut, keep your mouth open ready for my cum." Elli held her mouth open wide as ordered.

"Ohh fuck!" Clint yelled as the first rope of cum shot out, splashing from forehead to chin of Elli's face, some landing in the waiting mouth. The second spurt struck her cheek, leaving a diagonal trail to her chin, the third dropping on the other cheek. Clint then pointed the tip of his cock right at Elli's mouth, working out the last few drops onto her tongue. Feeling slightly week at the knees, he looked down at his work, the splattered face of his cum-slut.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Elli licked her lips and moved slightly forward to kiss the tip of Sir's cock ever so softly, her tongue flicking out to lick the tiny slit-like mouth of his beautiful, gorgeous, desirable, manly cock. “Fuck, I love you!” she whispered to the softening but still engorged organ.

Elli loved cock. She'd liked her boyfriend's penis but now she loved man-cock. Really loved it. Lusted for it. She knelt back onto her heels again though was careful to keep close enough to Ma'am to continue getting petted. The big dollops of cum were starting to run down her face and drip onto her naked tits, just like Ma'am had anticipated.

The combination of Sir fucking Elli's face and Ma'am talking dirty had been quite incredible. It was like Elli's true initiation. Into the world of adult sex. Not teenage fumblings and ignorance, but real, proper, informed adult sex. Just the beginning.

“Did I do well enough to be a cum-slut as well as a cock-slut, Sir, Ma'am?” she asked, hoping to round off all her other achievements with what seemed to be the ultimate accolades. It seemed as if the more she did, the further she went, the more she wanted. Or needed. Her appetite was expanding with her experience.

“Slut confirms that she loves cock, loves spunk, and craves them both, and wants to be Master's cock-sucking cock-slut and cum-slut, and Mistress's submissive humiliation-slut pet to be trained to please men. I'll do anything you both want.”

Elli scooped the dripping spunk into her mouth and licked and sucked her fingers clean. Since she was still allowed to masturbate, she moved her soiled fingers between her legs and began diddling her clit again.

“I really liked the cock-sucking lessons, Ma'am, and would love to learn more about dirty sex talk if you'll teach me? I want to be your sex student?” Elli's fingers were a blur between her thighs as she brought herself up again to a pre-orgasmic plateau of arousal.

“Am I allowed to cum again? I'd like to masturbate now, and when I get back to my room, and in the morning? May I suck your cock again in the morning, Sir?”

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Clint and Rachel watched and listened as Elli licked Clint's cock, admitting, to her love of cock and spunk. Confirmed to Rachel, almost pleadingly, that she wants to be her humiliation-slut pet. Asked Rachel to teach her more, become her sex student. Wanting to please men, do anything they both want.

As Clint watched Elli rubbing her clit again he answered the most recent question. "Yes, you are allowed to cum again now. There are few better sights than a cum covered slut masturbating herself to orgasm. You may also masturbate back in your room tonight but not in the morning, not until after you have sucked my cock again, which answers your last question. I'm putting 'sucking Sir's cock' at the top of your duty Clerk tasks."

As Clint enjoyed the sight of Elli masturbating, hoping his cock would rouse again and produce another hot and sticky load for his cum loving slut, it was Rachel who answered Elli's first questions. "I know you have also tasted and felt the cum of your ex boyfriend, but need to have taken more than one load of spunk to be considered a cum-slut, perhaps even more than one together to truly be considered a cum-slut. You have so much potential though, that I'd be happy to have you as my sex student. Do what I say and you will fulfil all of your promise." Rachel placed her hand on the back of the head of her newly appointed student. "Last lesson for today, you need to learn to properly lick and suck clean your Masters cock after he cums."

Elli, with her lips pressing against Clint's softening cock, opened her mouth, sucking and licking clean as directed by her teacher.

"Improving at any task is also about lots of practice, Master is allowing you more practice tomorrow, I've got other things planned tomorrow, including an appointment with the underwear store manager about modelling, so you will have to manage without me for the day." Before leaving, Rachel gave Clint and, a cock sucking and cum covered, Elli, each a kiss on the cheek. " Lock up behind yourself Clint. The sights of this evening have also excited me, our pet might not be the only one masturbating in her room tonight."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Back in her room Elli turned on the light, closed the door, and flopped back onto her bed. The alcohol and excitement were beginning to wear off, and she was dropping down from the heights of her double orgasm. She'd cum twice in Sir's office. The first had been an almighty mind-blowing explosion of pleasure that had apparently made her pass out. The second was more subdued, but still pretty amazing, a climax to her masturbating in front of Sir and Mistress. Yet that was all beginning to fade though the afterglow persisted.

But with the calming down came a growing realisation of what she'd done. All of it. The initiation, the nudity, the playing to the camera, showing off her naked body to a group of men like a total slut. By contrast, her masturbating in front of Sir and Ma'am, though shameful, was nothing by comparison.

Shameful. That was the word. Elli closed her eyes tight and tried to obliterate the images of what she'd just done. She could feel herself blushing even though no one was there to witness her embarrassment. The worst of it was that she would have to face those very same senior NCOs all over Camp and in her duties. How could she look any of them in the face? What must they think of her?

And yet. And yet she'd loved it. It had been the true Elli. The good little girl was no more. She'd never really existed, just been a front behind whom the real dirty slut lurked, waiting for the right moment to emerge.

As she sobered up, Elli tried to come to terms with the knowledge of who she really was. It wasn't easy. And yet in a way, it was. Liberating. That was it. And thankfully she could trust Master and Mistress to protect her and look after her. And train her. And teach her. She'd just enrolled as a sex student. She'd sucked her second cock. She's tasted her second source of spunk. She was on her way to becoming a cum-slut, but needed more spunk to achieve that. And Mistress had suggested that Elli needed more than one source in the same cock-sucking session. Elli wasn't going to object to that. Not now that she knew she was addicted to cock and cum. She wondered if Ma'am would take care of the necessary arrangements or if she'd have to do it herself somehow.

Elli's fingers slipped inside the uniform trousers that she was once again wearing and inside her knickers. She was allowed to masturbate tonight and cum. And she was going to take full advantage.

Raising her knees she got to it, undoing her belt and the trouser buttons and diving in with those well-informed fingers that knew just how to bring her off. As her hand did its thing with such virtuosity, her mind went back over the day and all its glories, culminating in learning how to clean a recently cummed cock. And tomorrow she would do it again, starting the day by swallowing Sir's spunk. A fresh load. Made just for her.

As her mind dwelt on the best bits of her day, she brought herself to the first of the evening's many orgasms, occasionally interrupted by such mundane activities as a shower, eating in the mess hall, and eventually going to bed.

Despite her embarrassment, or possibly because of it, this had been probably the best day of her young life.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

Waking early on Sunday morning, Clint had slept well, very well, he took a shower, had a shave and dressed in his uniform, ready to head to his office. The remainder of Saturday evening had been quiet, his Duty phone hadn't rang, at least that meant none of the younger soldiers had gotten into any trouble while out on Saturday night. The lack of incident on Saturday meant most of Clint's thoughts had been playing through the events with Elli, the initiation, sucking his cock and the orgasms, particularly the first when she had passed out.

On the way to his office, Clint checked a few buildings in the camp and called in at the guardroom. After a quick chat with the Duty Personnel, who had been guarding the camp throughout the night, they had confirmed that everything had been quiet overnight. They were all tired but in good spirits awaiting their relief.

Deciding it might be beneficial for Rachel to have another girl to girl chat with Elli, to find out if their little pet often passed out during orgasm or if it had been a first, Clint now sat in his office, sent Rachel a text message, asking her to arrange the girlie chat with Elli. It was obvious that Elli had been hugely turned on by the whole experience but it would be useful for them to get more detail, how she feels, what she wants, what she might be prepared to do! Rachel would be able to get the truth from her sex student.

It wasn't long before Rachel replied, 'I'm free 10:30 Monday morning, send her over then and I'll see what she has to say.' Rachel was heading to the underwear shop later that day, with a small portfolio of modelling photos of Elli, attempting to arrange a first proper modelling job for her. Clint was looking forward to hearing how that had gone but first he had to wait for Elli to arrive for the final day of her weekend duty. His Private Clerk, there to follow his orders, his Private slut, there to suck his cock whenever he wanted. She would still want to suck him off again this morning as she had requested yesterday, wouldn't she? He was about to find out soon enough.

It was only 0730hrs, Clint headed to the kettle, made himself a cup of tea then returned to his desk, sent a couple of emails then a text message to Elli on her duty phone. 'I have a special task I need you to perform for me this morning, let me know as soon as you are at your desk.' Rather than just waiting for a response or Elli to arrive, Clint returned to his computer to carry on with some work.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Day 7

Elli was woken by the buzzing of her phone. Still muddled from being dragged out of a beautiful dream that faded so fast she couldn't hold on to it, Elli grabbed her phone and was confused by the absence of any alert. But she did notice the time.

Then her eyes suddenly opened and she remembered that she was on duty. And the duty phone.

“Shit! Fuck! Bugger! Arse!” she muttered as she searched for it, eventually unearthing it from the tangle of her uniform on the floor. “Shit!” she muttered again, opening Sir's text.

“Shit, fuck and bugger, IN THAT ORDER!” she muttered again, leaping out of bed still naked, grabbing a towel and almost sprinting to the shower. She didn't have time to wrap it around herself, but no one else seemed to be awake on this Sunday morning.

Back in her room 10 minutes later she sent a reply text, “On my way, Sir.” She did her best with her damp hair and dressed in the red underwear and a clean shirt but the same trousers as the day before. She was at her desk by 0800.

Elli sent Sir another text. “Ready for your orders, Sir.” She tried to calm her breathing, quiet her limbs, and still the excitement churning her insides. Would Sir still want her this morning? In the sexual sense? Might he have had second thoughts, of his wife, maybe? Was she just a shameful slut that he was no longer interested in? Was she, in fact, disgusting to him now that he really knew how bad she was? All kinds of fears welled up inside of her, to the point of imagining him reporting her for lewd behaviour. He had video evidence. Her career in ruins, shamed, imprisoned, dismissed the Army. She started to cry, convincing herself that it was all over, sobbing quietly at her desk, ashamed, distraught, disgusted with herself. And yet she knew she regretted nothing. It was all a fear of rejection.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

The message he had been waiting for pinged up on his phone, “Ready for your orders, Sir.” just on time, thought Clint, although giving Elli a spanking for being late wouldn't have been the worst start to the morning. He grabbed the phone and headed to the Clerks Office that Elli was working from.

Arriving at the doorway only moments later he noticed Elli's shoulders bobbing gently up and down, he could also hear the quiet sobbing noises coming from her direction. Elli was crying. Was she upset at what had happened yesterday? Fearful of him forcing her into sexual activities she didn't want to carry out? What was he to do? Where was Rachel when he needed her?

His cock, which had been hard since arriving in his office, from thinking about having Elli suck him again, slowly began to soften in his trousers. He was going to have to check how she was, hopefully reassure her everything was going to be ok.

"Is something wrong Elli?" Clint had decided to go for a softer, friendly, fatherly figure approach. He placed his arm around her shoulder, squeezed her into him, hoping it might offer some comfort. "Tell me what's wrong, what's making you so sad. I know I'm not your 'Ma'am' but you can speak with me about anything, tell me all about it. I'm here and ready to help you if and when you need me." Clint placed the fingers of his other hand under her chin, lifting Elli's face and gaze to his.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

“Please don't send me to prison, don't chuck me out the Army!” Tears blurred her vision and desperation choked her words, and she was suddenly struck with a new fear that voicing her deepest dread out loud would make it more likely to happen. “You must hate me, be sickened by me, but, but, oh!”

Elli could hardly look Sir in the eye, she was so fearful. She guessed that this must be what a panic attack was like, or at least an attack of panic. She buried her face in his shoulder, distraught that her whole bright future was now in ruins. Elli knew that she deserved everything the Army would throw at her, that Sir and Ma'am now knew the true Elli, that she was a slut of the first order, that her real disgusting self had been revealed, that she was as bad as she must have seemed the day before.

Sobs shook her body while the pain and suffering of loss gripped her as tightly as Sir's comforting arm. His strong arm. His manly arm. She burrowed deeper into him to try and escape the inevitable. She felt safe with him. If only he'd put his other arm around her as well, tell her everything was fine, that her fears were unfounded, that he still wanted her, that his cock wanted her, that he'd brewed fresh spunk overnight just for her …

The lewdness of her thoughts dismayed Elli even more. But she needed him to kiss her. Elli lifted her face and gazed at Sir's mouth, his lips, so inviting. She knew that she was his for the taking. If only he would. If only he would forgive her, accept her.

 

[Jingling_Geordie]

"Of course I don't hate you. Why would you think that? I know I haven't known you long but you're very special to me Elli." Clint pulled Elli to her feet so he could hug her properly, wrapping both arms around her, a hand on the back of her head, he pulled Elli tight into his own body. As Clint spoke those words, he realised he meant them, she was special. Yes he wanted to engage her in various sexual activities, have her as his cock-slut, his cum-slut. What made her so special is that Elli wanted that too. Was she just scared of being rejected? Worried that their 'special training' might come to an end?

Elli continued sobbing in his firm hug, clinging onto him tightly, her head buried into his shoulder again. "With it being your first week and everything we've thrown at you I know it must have been a stressful week for you. Have a good cry, let it all out then I'm sure you'll feel better." Clint, feeling that Elli might need comforting and affection, kissed the top of her head, softly, tenderly, then kissed her forehead, then kissed her cheek. Feeling Elli's firm body pressed against his, coupled with the sexual thought that had re-entered his mind was leading to his cock stiffening again.

Feeling the kisses, Elli lifted her face out of his shoulder again, gazing up at him. It felt normal, natural for Clint to kiss her... so he did. His lips meeting hers, just a quick kiss at first, their lips touching for a short time, the second kiss was longer, their lips lingering on each other longer before breaking again. By the third kiss their mouths opened, tongue touching tongue, a long, deep, passionate kiss.

As they kissed, Clint could feel Elli relax in his arms, the crying had stopped and Elli appeared to have calmed. Perhaps she was reassured their relationship, special training would continue, perhaps no longer concerned that she would be locked up in prison or thrown out of the Army in disgrace. Whatever the reason, Elli was more peaceful now.

As Elli no longer appeared upset, Clint thought he could now get away with a little joke, it might lighten the mood. "And as for prison! Nobody is sending you to prison. If you ever do deserved any punishment, I'm the only person who would administer it, and I'm sure I could think of a more suitable punishment for you than prison... perhaps a little spanking when you're a naughty girl." Clint kissed Elli again.