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Publisher Description

It's a man's life in the Queen's Own Royal Regiment!  Private Gordon Grundill is notorious for his love of pranks and practical jokes, and recently he's been targeting the fey young Private Underwood.  But when Corporal Haig proposes a revenge prank, Private Grundill soon finds himself exposed on the parade ground, being humiliated in front of all his mates by the sadistic Sergeant Willing!


Warning: This 8,000 word story contains cock and ball torture, punishment, public humiliation,  horrifyingly horny soldiers, tight bondage, a very itchy fate, and uniforms all round.


Excerpt:


Grundill let out a long, low, ragged breath, feeling his balls begin to prickle and burn.  It was going to be okay, he told himself desperately, subtly squeezing his legs together, desperately trying to dissipate the sensations.


Finally Sergeant Willing turned his eyes upon Private Reverse, the first soldier of 2 Section.  Seconds were stretching into minutes as Grundill waited and endured.  His balls were burning with a fire.  He needed to dance, to move, to run, to respond somehow; and yet his intelligence remained in control, desperately reminding himself now of the dire consequences that awaited him if he gave in to his urges.


And then the fire reached the base of his cock, forcing his eyes wide.  He had to do something.  It was a risk, but he couldn't just stand perfectly at ease any more; so he raised his hand casually and scratched his head, desperately hoping that somehow, the scratches would transfer themselves down to where they were needed and relieve his agony.


They didn't.  How mad was Sergeant Willing going to go?  He didn't like to think about it, but he couldn't possibly restrain the path of his thoughts; and it did distract him, even if slightly, from his predicament, as the flaming, titillating agony continued inching its way up his shaft.


It would certainly be Special Procedures for him, no doubt about that; no fixed punishment for Private Grundill, and there was certainly no way that he'd opt out and spend the next two weeks peeling potatoes in the cookhouse.


Certainly he would be stripped in front of the entire platoon.  He remembered one time someone having to report for parade while wearing a faceful of camouflage cream (he hadn't been involved in that one, for once), and the offender had spent the next three hours tied naked to the flagpole with a garden sprinkler pointed at him.  And that had just been the starting session!


"1 Section!  Ten-shun!"


That was Corporal Haig's voice.  Somehow Private Grundill brought himself to attention; and as he did so, he felt the strain in his crotch, and realised that the thoughts on his eventual fate had hardened his burning dick...and worse still, that had brought his tender, sensitive helmet out of hiding!


He couldn't reach down to adjust himself, of course, to keep his most sensitive area of all safe from stimulation.  He could only clench his fists and his burning buttocks tighter and tighter, and pray for a miracle.

GENRE
Fiction & Literature
RELEASED
2013
June 3
LANGUAGE
EN
English
LENGTH
37
Pages
PUBLISHER
Sapphire Rush
SELLER
Draft2Digital, LLC
SIZE
185.1
KB

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