Thread: Army Girl! (Jack Stalker and GracieParker)

Damon Hounsou was drunk on the power he wielded, the power he was granted. He had provided so many fuck toys to so many officers that he knew he was actually too important where he was to ever be promoted too far from an active training role, but occasionally he could select a tour elsewhere as a sort of reward, occasionally he could divert a hot trainee to use for his own purposes. Finally he had one with the looks worthy of his attentions, a slim, hot, tight and toned white girl who would be serving him not only as a soldier, but as his own personal fuck slave, a far cry from the days when the situation may have been reversed. No, instead of being some tool to be used as entertainment for a rich white girl who wanted to live dangerously and experience legendary black cock, now he was the one in charge, he was the one who got to ruin some fuckers innocent looking little white girl, with his massive black cock. Kristen looked like she was begging for it and he was going to be the one to answer her unheard silent prayers. He'd been sporting a hard cock for her for far too long now. Enough was enough! Now that he was alone with her, up close to her, he could smell her scent, feel the heat from her breath, almost taste her flesh beneath his lips and tongue. His cock was hungry for the white meat that had been gifted to him and it was going to slake its thirst no matter what. He smirked as she spoke, shaking his head a little before he raised his hand. The loud slap of hard flesh on soft resounded through the room, echoing off the walls, as his palm left a large fading red print on her left cheek. Then his powerful hands were on her, one in her hair, the other on her throat, carrying her off her feet and several steps before slamming her into the plaster wall behind her. He let the impact knock the wind out of her, before wresting her about to face the wall, one hand still in her hair, forcing her face against the crumbling wall as his other hand moved to lightly throttle her from behind. he leaned into her, letting her feel his massive cock through his pants as it strained against them, pushing against her firm taut ass cheeks as he pinned her in place. That's no fucking argument Private Steward. First of all you will address me as Sergeant. I work for a fucking living! I work training disobedient, insolent, dumb little whores like you how to best serve their country. White girls who are so fucking hungry for cock that they join the army. Don't think I don't know how it is with sluts like you Kristen. Daddies little girl wanted to go and play in the army? Maybe cock tease or fuck her way to the top? That's not how it works in the real world, you little bitch. Out here sluts do as they are fucking told, they do as men tell them to. They obey their fucking master. he growled, biting her earlobe, squeezing it with his sharp white teeth until he allowed it to slip free. His lips burring against her cheek as he spoke against her. He moved his free hand away from her throat, keeping her slammed against the wall by the fistful of hair he had in his hands. This only illustrates how easy it is to make you do what I fucking want with you. he snarled, tugging on her hair sharply, yanking her head back. Teaching you how to fight? What purpose does that serve? You are a fucking girl. You can't beat a man in a fight. You don't have the mass, muscle or will to win in a fight. Physics and reality have you beat before you even fucking start. No Kristen, you aren't her to fight, you are here to fuck, like I fucking told you Private. he smirked, his amusement reflected in his tone as he shifted his grip, his hand around her neck and hair now, as he held her there, helpless against his superior power and size. He dominated her with word and presence, as his other hand moved to his belt. Sliding the knife he had there out of its sheath on his utility belt he moved the blade to her face, stroking the dull edge along her cheek, before moving the sharp edge to her vest and slashing it open. With enough shredded he moved to roughly tear it off her, exposing her tits to brush against the wall, her nipples dragging on the surface as he manhandled her about until her garment was shredded rags on the floor. Teach you to fight? That's not a real argument, it makes me think you wanted this to happen. You wanted to get your proper training. he told her. He jammed the knife into the wall nearby, joining so many other vertical slits in the wall which were already there. He kicked her feet apart, stretching her legs as far as his rough manhandling would allow, then he slipped his free hand around to her front, stroking it down her body between her test until it was crammed into her waistband. He tented the front of her combats as he forced his fingers to slide down her, easing over her groin, until his fingers were crushing down to her slit, his fingertips probing to see if she was wet, his thumb rubbing at her clit hood, his hand pressing against her as he shoved it against her hot flesh. The only fucking hand to hand technique that could save a girl like you from being dragged about, would be to take hold of her mans cock and stroke him off. You get me? You can't overpower a man Kristen, you're weak. That's good, no one wants to fuck a body building whore who thinks she can compete with her betters. No. You want to keep this? he tugged harshly on her hair, yanking her head back until he was able to lick a slow line of spit up her throat, his lips searing against her jaw line as he kissed it, Then reach back, unzip me and take out my fucking cock like a good little white girl. You show me what you can do to make me come. You make me come and maybe I won't shave your fucking hair into a nice regulation buzz cut. he seethed, as he began to crudely stroke his fingers up and down her slit, forcing it open, splaying apart her cunt lips as he finger fucked her slot until he could force a finger deep into her gash. You think you can order me about? Because you're a privileged little white girl? Some high ranking bastards daughter Or maybe you think you are better than me because I'm black and you are destined fro officer training? Let me correct all of that. You are a fucking whore. My whore. Right now you work for me. you follow my orders, you do what I tell you to. You are a private in my personal fucking army and you will do as you are told or you will be punished until you do. Only then will you be allowed out of this barracks to serve under me until I say otherwise. Understand Private? he growled. I won't lie to you private. Chances are you are going to walk out of here reborn, a very different girl than the one who was dragged in. I'm going to shave your hair, strip you down and put you in your new uniform, before you get moved to your new barracks. he told her, a grin on his face. You think words can change that? Then beg, plead, scream your fucking lungs out like a white girl taking her first two black dicks. You think you can make me come in your hand to give you another chance? Then get to fucking work! Otherwise you are to pull down your pants, put your hands against the wall and stick out your fucking ass. Those are direct fucking orders now, you little white bitch. You want to be a good little soldier, then follow your fucking orders. No more insolence, no more failing to do basic fucking things. Do as you are fucking told! Hand on my cock, stroking, fisting, or drop your combats and show me that sweet white fucking ass of yours. he hissed, biting her throat, then her ear, then her shoulder as his cunt teasing fingers eased up and out to grasp and claw at the lower swell of her right breast as it slid up her body, fingers flowing over her abs and tracing her obliques until they were clutching and squeezing at her tiny tit. I've never been so fucking hard Kristen. It's rare to get a white girl as fucking hot as you joining up. I have special plans for you, special ways for you to serve your fucking country. he gasped. His cock was almost pissing pre cum right now, he was sure it was leaking through his combats his shaft felt so hard. Let's see if you have what it takes to buy yourself one more day with hair, bitch. You fight with your cunt, your fingers, your mouth, every hole in your tight young body. That's how you fight, slut.