As I watched the cocks on the screen I suddenly became aware of my own cock swelling in my jeans and the need to take it out and stroke it as I watche.... I slowly started stroking my only to wipe the cum from my finger tips using my tongue and remembering how I wasn't put off the taste. Just when I thought things didn't get better than this I heard the door shut in the booth next to mine and for whatever reason I suddenly got nervous all over again but yet my cock never went soft in fact if. The remaining two fire teams stood guard. They switched as their canteens were filled, and we were soon ready to move out.I made sure to have three flankers out on each side of the platoon as we set out on the first part of our march. It didn't take any time at all for me to realize that these people had no idea of how to move quietly along a trail or in the forest. They sounded like a herd of elephants, at least to me. After a mile or so, I stopped the column in a fairly large. But I was still wild, and on my last payday, I went to a place in the off limits section.It was a three story building that was a bar on the first level, whorehouse on the second and opium den ( for lack of a better word) on top. It was the evilest place that I have ever been in my life.I met one of my shipmates going upstairs to the top.We chased the dragon, so to speak, and oozed down to the next level.I don't know how much I paid, but I found myself tied spread eagle to the bed, in a room. Thatwas new. I didn't usually paint my nails, and they had just been plainthis morning. What the fuck? I looked further up. My legs had beenshaved, and I was wearing a short denim skirt and tiny tank top thatshowed off my flat belly. I didn't own any of these clothes, where hadthey come from?I could feel I had a wedgie, and I reached down to fix it, then turned adeep shade of red as I realised I was wearing a thong. Whoever hadcontrolled me had taken me out shopping, it seemed, and they had.