Military Madness

Alice started to panic; she couldn't form words, 'why had he done it' Lewis was right she had never denied Hugh Barlow anything, even if it left her feeling sore and humiliated. "Oh Jesus...” she whispered, even when he wanted to Leave a small video camera running when they had sex, she only made the quietest of protests. She looked at Lewis again, he was expressionless. He had seen the videos she knew he had.

Lewis tossed the v sting on to the table, "I've never really been turned on by women wearing slutty underwear." He pointed at the offending garment on the
Table, "but I have a hard time reconciling that, with that uniform you're wearing now."

"Look Sergeant..." Alice began.

"Shut up, and stand up," Lewis said in a quite voice.

"I won't let you..."

"Be quite you silly bitch and stand up!" In an even more severe voice.

Alice obeyed instantly this time and then promptly started to cry.

"I swear to Christ if you don't get a grip of yourself you’ll be the first woman I've ever slapped."

Alice stopped, "Please..." she begged tears running down her face.

Lewis knew she could shout at any time and half a dozen people would come running, he knew this had to be her choice.

"Are you wearing knickers now?" he asked.

Alice looked at him blankly, "O-of course," she stuttered, not realizing that even in answering the question she had given herself away, "I'm not a...."

"Like those?" he said pointing at the table.

"Ahm ... no I... don't...ah," she was feeling confused and humiliated the tears were still flowing down her face.

"Show me."

"What? No," Alice was getting more and more scared. "I want you to leave."

"Drop your trousers."

"Get out or I'll scream."

"Drop your trousers or I'll bend you over the desk and take them down myself."

"I'll scream...I'll..." she didn't know what she would do.

"And whoever comes will find you bent over the desk," he said simply.

"Look you have a choice to make in the next 5 seconds, drop your trousers, scream, or just stand there like an idiot and let me do it."

Alice looked at him again closely. For all her faults Alice Jones was not a stupid woman. She could scream and the troop staff would come running. She believed him when he said he'd pull her trousers down by force, she knew she couldn't fight him off by herself. If all he wanted was sex, well, she could put up with that.

Lewis was about to start counting down when she surprised him by unbuckling her belt, undid her trousers button and pushed them down to her ankles in a few motion and stood there displaying a pair of blue and yellow bikini pants.

"Am I meant to take orders from you now..."

Alice's manner changed she was starting to get angry "was that what you wanted to humiliate me so you wouldn't have to". Alice's head was spinning she never understood why so many men in her life felt the need to humiliate her. Everything was going wrong for her again and as usual it came down to sex. She just wanted it to end.

"No that's not what I wanted.” So what? You want to fuck me?" she said hissing. "Well go on, I won't scream, but then you have to go and you can’t stay on here as troop sergeant."

"Would you like that?" he asked, starting to reassess her.

"Oh yes please," she said sarcastically. "I'm a regular nymphomaniac, I just can't get enough."

"So the rumor mill says."

Her expression was crestfallen again, "Men just like spreading stories..."

"But in your case it's more than stories, how many men are you fucking on a regular basis."

"Why do you care "she asked "look I said I'll have sex with you that's what you want isn't it? You’ll be able to brag about shagging an officer to all your mates. So why the rest of this bullshit..."

"It's hard for me to listen to you try to assert yourself, when you're standing with your trousers around your ankles, wearing a pair of knickers traditionally worn by 16 year old tramps going out on the town. Now how many?"

"Nobody I have boyfriends some time..."

"Like the adjutant, or captain Richards, or Major Keith or Major Moon..."

"You're some type of fucking stalker aren't you?"

"In all honesty maybe I am. I spent a lot of time in hospital listening to stories about you?" he smiled, he liked this new aggressive Jones "Come here."

She bent down to pull her trouser up.

"Leave them there."

She sighed and then began to shuffle over to where he was standing. As she got close to him, he asked, "Why do you wear knickers like that?"

Alice noticed the change in tone there wasn't any malice there, "Because I like to wear something pretty when I'm in uniform, nobody else know I'm wearing underneath."

"Well a few people do. And more importantly you know."
Alice looked at him puzzled he put his hands on her hips and positioned her in front of where he was sitting. "From now when you're in uniform all you wear is white bra and briefs understand?"

"Yes sure, whatever you want."

He grabbed her by the hips and shook her, "Look at me, if I ever catch you wearing something like this again, I'm going to rip it off, wrap your rank slide in it and shove it up your arse." He looked her in the eyes "do you believe me?"

"Yes," she said quietly.

"Do you still shave your pubic hair?"

"Yes," she didn't know why he just didn't fuck her and get it over with. She didn't know what sex with this man was going to be like; did he want to hurt her when he fucked her like some men did? She could scream, she could pull her trousers up and run, but it would be the end of her career they wouldn't believe she was totally innocent not with her record and reputation.

Why the hell was he being such an aggressive asshole, if he had wanted to fuck her so bad, well, he wasn't bad looking he could have brought her around using far more gentle tactics. It was that bastard Hugh telling him that she was the biggest slut in NATO and was always up for it.

He hooked his fingers into her knickers and pulled them down to her ankles staring at her bare mound, "You're not a little girl you know," he said, bring a hand between her legs. His fingers spread her labia and began to try and find her way into her sex

"I suppose you thought I'd be dripping wet by now."

"Dry sex can be fun."