I pushed a big glob of lube out of the bottle and into my hand and then spread the lube generously around her asshole. I did not finger her ass or pus... any in. The lube on the outside would be enough to guarantee smooth entry and prevent the condom from tearing but it would still hurt. I knew from our chats that this was the way she wanted it. She wanted to feel and endure the pain to know that she was being owned, that this was not for her pleasure.I put a hand on her back, between her. I did try to get into her pants, but she shot me down."Not until I get married" she told me, "And that won't happen until I graduate. Who know; you might even be out of the Army by then."The last three months of my enlistment they kept after me to re-up. I'd get called into the first sergeant's office on a regular basis and get the sales pitch. I was told it was sure thing that I would make E-5 (Buck sergeant) within three months after re-enlisting. They almost had me sold on the idea, but I. He looked around for a moment, and then asked; " You brought a towel for the blood right? " Uh.. " shit, I thought. It hit me, I had finally realized what I forgotten and then was snapped into a reality that we were on a camping trip. I was laying in a tent, under undisturbed stars, waiting for my forbidden fruit to be pierced. " N-No.. I forgot.. I only have my towel that I was going to shower with. " " I guess that will have to do, you can use mine in the morning if you want. " He raised a. Two men with these enormous cocks fucked me silly in front of a crowd, all sitting there like they were watching a movie, clapping and cheering. It was wild. Best fucking I ever had. When they were done, people from the audience came up and did what they wanted with me. I never came so much in my life, it was fucking wild.” Finally she spoke. “I have a Mistress, I belong to her.” “Really, how very nice for her," she said sarcastically. “Yes. I do what she orders,” she replied in a matter of.