"Serving" Her Country (closed for ericrodman101)

officegirl_20

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Sgt. Lauren Clemens was the top helicopter pilot the US had to offer. At 30 sharp as a tack and with the body of a 19 yr old. Short red hair in a bob, statuesque 5'10 130 with perky firm 36D chest.she exercised daily using her 40" long legs to her advantage. Even though flying over "hostile" territory she had done it before without incident. She was part of a peace keeping mission and the tail of her chopper had those markings so Lauren didnt even think she had been fired upon. Sgt. Clemens had meetings later that day so she was dressed in the following..

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Suddenly there was a "pop" and engines started to go out. The only other one on board was a new male recruit who was the planes pilot. Lauren hoped for a soft landing on the beach area and to radio before detected. Lauren landed the chopper safely on the shore and got out to inspect, thinking just a minor motor issue or struck bird maybe.
 
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Captain Ma watched the radar disinterestedly. Nothing ever happened on this godforsaken atoll. It wasn't officially a hardship posting, but it should be, he thought. Just a strip of sand, a few palm trees, the huts he and his crew occupied, and the helipad where they were resupplied once a week.

He'd volunteered for the People's Liberation Army. It was his ticket out. They trained you, fed you, paid you, and when it was over, gave you a pension and sent you back to civilian land. Not the provinces hopefully. Shanghai, Hong Kong, somewhere with bright lights. And women....

Occasionally a plane flew over. American. Japanese. Filipino. Or a ship cruised by with the same pedigree. But nothing disturbed them besides the weekly helicopter and the birds which built their nests in the sand.

He and his men spent their time watching the radar and keeping a log. And when they weren't on duty they watched the internet. Porn mostly. Western. He liked to watch western women, long legs, pale skin, busty, being fucked by groups of big black men. Fucked in every hole. Fucked until they screamed. Fucked until the male and female fluids ran down their faces, their tits, their torsos, their legs. So exotic. So erotic. Not like the peasant women he grew up with. Like the city girls he saw on shore leave, but who refused to fuck sailors. They wanted bankers and lawyers and business tycoons. Fussy, choosy Chinese city girls. No, a western woman was what Colonel Ma wanted. But where the fuck would he find one?
 
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Lauren tried the radio again just to get broken static. She figured if she got to a villlage her broken knowledge of oriental language may be enough to signal she was american and needed help. Figuring she was part of peace kerping missions, her naieve mind thought no trouble would befall them,even if they ran into "enemy" patrols Her pilot, claimed he was good at compass directions and knew how to find signs of villages. The pair headed off to see about finding help and hoping not to run into enemy forces if there were any about.
Sgt. Clemens and her pilot made their way to a clearing then to a set of bulidings American flags, a bit haggard looking but nonetheless home colors. Little did they know those builidings were abandoned years ago and now are under the current chinese military control. They saw no activity out in the yards. As they got closer. Sgt Clemens stopped as from some distance behind the pair, in broken english they heard "halt these are secure premises no tresspasing" she turned to say they were American, however she regretted that move as at least a dozen chinese soldiers with rifles surrounded them. It was an ambush!
 
The plane appeared on the radar, taking an erratic course. One of theirs? Captain Ma wasn't sure. Who the fuck would be flying low across the atoll except one of theirs?

And then it was done. The dot disappeared. A plane down, not far. By the abandoned US base. He sounded the alarm, just the lowest level to rouse his men from their morning slumber, or morning porn viewing most likely, and organized a small party, a dozen soldiers, young conscripts desperate to show their enthusiasm after so much enforced boredom.

After fifteen minutes marching they reached the base. A little way off a helicopter with US markings sat in the sand at an odd angle which indicated a hurried landing. And before them, poised incongruously as if they expected the island to be uninhabited perhaps, were two people, a man and a woman. The man was no taller than his soldiers, and not much older, Captain Ma guessed. He was dressed as a pilot in a flying suit and goggles pushed onto his head. The woman was taller, slim and shapely, sporting a dress uniform as if she was on her way to a mess dinner rather than flying a mission.

The captain ordered his troops to raise their guns. The two Americans, which is what he guessed they were, posed no threat, but he might as well demonstrate the prowess of the People's Liberation Army. And his men were raw. They would benefit from a drill.

As he walked towards the pair, in the back of Captain Ma's head a little voice was saying 'a western woman' over and over. He felt his groin stir as if challenging his authority and reinforcing it at the same time. A western woman. On his island. Hmmm.....
 
The soldiers surround the duo and shouted in their native tongue. Sgt Clemens tried to say they were American on non military mission. The soldiers either didn't understand or didnt care as they locked gazes on her statuesque frame. Before she knew it her pilot was hit in the stomach with the butt end of a rifle dropping him to his knees.
One soldiers grabbed Lauren's arms and pinned them behind her back as one unbuttoned her suit jacket, then her blouse and said "need search" in broken English. He exposed a lacy white front hook bra and then, with a smirk, unclaspes her bra revealing her perky firm 36D chest. He then hiked up her skirt to reveal she was shaved and pantiless under her pantyhose. Lauren heavily blushed as she protested the treatment. The soldier grabbed the crotch of her pantyhose and said "need search" then a RRIIP was heard.
 
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