Lesbian Cadets
by Hentai Jones
BookRix Edition 2018
Copyright by Amé
Hentai Jones:
LESBIAN CADETS
Love and Hate in the Bootcamp at the River
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The Warrior Princess
»Hold it right there, Boy!«, I was yelling and was pointing my gun at him, the boy froze in his stride and was looking scared - he was a cute blond boy with blue eyes and that I had caught him on my territory gave me the right to apprehend him! I told him to put his hands on his hands whilst I was searching him for hidden weapons, he had nothing else under his t-shirt than two tiny puckering nipples and the pockets of his shorts were revealing not much more than fifty Cents, a pocket knife and a condom! But there was a dangerous bulge in the front I had to inspect more carefully: »Don't try anything silly, Boy!«, I warned my cute prisoner as I was unbuckling the belt and pulled the zipper - he wore tight pink panties, probably stolen from his sister, and he was looking as guilty as ashamed when I found the place where he was hiding his weapon! He had a big gun stashed in there and it was still growing: the boy was aroused!
I was famous for terrorising little boys, I had failed my last year at school because of this and was in trouble now, my uncle Joe had tried to correct my misbehaviour with detention and a few painful spankings without much success! I was still roaming the forest in my camouflage gear and with my wooden gun, a miniature replica of an automatic assault riffle, but it became clear to me, that I had to change if I wanted to find a proper job! »If you like it so much to fight with the boys, Sally!«, Uncle Joe had said to me one day, »then it would be the best if you would join the army!« He had served in Vietnam, had lost an eye and half an ear but had survived the bloody massacre, whereas my father had been left behind on a battle field with spilled guts and my mother had killed herself in sympathy with sleeping tablets! »You could join the female cadets, Sally!«, he had proposed to me as he was giving me another spanking over his knees for being naughty - he was loving those little punishments as much as I did!
My blond captive was now begging me for mercy, he was begging me to let him keep his pink panties on for the sake of decency, but I was loving those cheeky toy guns of the boys too much and it was my duty as a forest patrol to check them out and to empty the magazines before I let those naughty brats run away again! If I hadn't had my rifle with me that little prick would have raped me and would have even saved his last condom for a more important occasion - most boys in the neighbourhood were pretty keen to get their hands into my panties, and just last month I had to fight two of them off at once with my bare fists! Four days ago I nearly got in trouble by apprehending the boy with the curly red hair and he wasn't surrendering to the deadly threat of my wooden assault rifle as easily as I had thought: he was putting up a real fight when I was trying to check out his weapon! We were wrestling for a sweaty long while on the clover until he had finally got the upper hand and had me pinned down hard to the mossy forest floor!
Curly had been squatting on my legs and with a victorious sneer he had declared, that I was his prisoner now and that he was entitled to torture me as he wished - of course I had been kicking and swearing at him to no avail, he was patiently unbuttoning my camouflage shorts to have a good look inside! I could have died from shame as he was pushing my shirt up to bare my little titties and was pinching my nipples hard to make me horny, he was a real nuisance and when he tried to take my shorts off I got angry and only with a painful punch into his sensitive nuts I finally managed to get away! It was a dangerous live out here in the jungle for a pretty virgin like me, but I was fit and well able to defend myself against the frequent erotic attacks: those aggressive boys would join the army sooner or later to murder women and children in a foreign country! I was insanity in the name of vanity, it was continuous bloodshed in the name of the Lord - it was sheer arrogance against all people with different skin colours and religions.