Bend Over!: F/m Military Femdom Erotica
She's fierce, commanding and very dominating. She's also Recruit Johnson's drill sergeant! And when she catches him fidgeting when standing at attention, he doesn't know what to expect when told to see her in her office. Of course, he's to be punished for his lack of discipline... by bending over! More
She's fierce, commanding and very dominating. She's also Recruit Johnson's drill sergeant! And when she catches him fidgeting when standing at attention, he doesn't know what to expect when told to see her in her office. Of course, he's to be punished for his lack of discipline... by bending over!
[WARNING: This sizzling erotic story contains military fantasies with explicit scenes and graphic language, pegging, bdsm described in first person! Adults only.]
"To punish me, ma'am?"
She nods, and for the first time ever I see a naughty sparkle in her eyes.
"Correct recruit. You are to be punished for your lack of discipline when standing at attention."
This is weird. Why is she say 'punish' like that?
I dare not ask though.
She stands up. Pulling open the desk drawer, I barely rein in a gasp of surprise as she retrieves the baton. Made out of tough fiberglass, it is shiny and black, perfect for directing troops on the parade square.
Or for beating the hell out of a poor recruit like me.
I hope she has another bunch of bungling recruits to train later in the afternoon.
"Well, well, well," she purrs as she slowly steps towards me.
Having her face to face in front of me is overwhelming. I bite my lip to stop the fantasies but it's impossible not to lose myself in her deep blue eyes, to pounce on those luscious lips of hers.
"Tell me, Johnson. How do you think I should punish you?"
It sounds like a rhetorical question, but I answer it anyway.
"I want you to bend me over and whip me hard!" I blurt out.
I lose all discipline in an instant. My palms rush to cover my mouth, but it is futile in hiding my embarrassed face or taking back what I had just said.
You f**king idiot!
I berate myself mentally, wondering how the hell I can momentarily lose it and tell her my carnal fantasies so easily like that. Not only will I be probably punished for insubordination, but she can now slap additional sexual harassment charges to my already shitty behavioral records too. My fate is sealed.
I am at her mercy.