Chapter 4

Once Private Todd had finished cleaning out Flt Lt Miles's ass crease, Dave

pulled her away and forced her to kneel in the corner. John meanwhile went over to the exhausted officer. He grabbed her shoulders and dragged her up the desk so that her head overhung the end. He undid the ball gag and pocketed it. Flt Lt miles gasped and panted relieved at it's removal.

She blinked and tried to focus as he crouched down near her face.

"I suppose you want to see Sgt Smith now don't you Ma'am?"

"Yes... The other Sergeant said I could it was part of the deal" she said hopefully.

"No he said you could see her if you were a good girl. Now didn't he?"

"Yes, yes he did"

"Do you think you've been a good girl Ma'am?" he grinned cruelly.

"Well... (sob) I thought after all that? I'd been good h... haven't I?"

"Do you call leaving me with a shitty cock being a good girl huh?"

"B... But you said... Please (sob)"

"I'll tell you what you clean up this mess, and then you can see your precious Fat lez again. What do you think" he stood and offered his limp cum and shit coated cock to her face.

"Oh God you disgusting creep I... I couldn't possibly no." he waved it in front of her grimacing face.

"Dave she doesn't want to see Sgt Smith! Tell the others they can start"

"No, No I will I will, Oh god you bastard!"

"Tut tut swearing's not very officer like now is it Ma'am. That's not being good now is it?" he leered

"I'm sorry I'll be good, I'll be good!" she shut her eyes grimacing.

He offered his cock to her mouth, She gagged as he pushed it in, then recovered.

"Clean it! Clean It Ma'am" he barked. She began to lick and suck his limp cock clean. Her tongue lapping up the brown stained semen which clung around its root.

Dave watched grinning as she went about this degrading act.

Once John was happy she had done a thorough job he put his tool away.

Flt Lt Miles spat and sobbed desperate to get rid of the awful taste.

Dave came over "Now you get some rest Ma'am while we get some paper work done, and then maybe you can see Sgt Smith" he patted her face.

They collected Private Todd and left. Leaving her face down on the desk.

About six or seven hours later Flt Lt Miles awoke with a start. She was still laid on the desk her arms ached terribly still cuffed behind her. The door opened and the two Sgt's came in. "Wakey, wakey Ma'am!" They grabbed her and dragged her to the edge of the desk. "You could have put your knickers on now couldn't you Ma'am" Dave collected them and the both of them dragged them up her legs John pulled her to her feet as Dave yanked them right up into her ass. Sue grimaced as she felt her ass leak their semen from the night before. Dave smoothed down her Uniform skirt. They produced some wipes and cleaned her face up. Then they sorted out her uniform so that she looked smart again.

"There that's much better isn't it Ma'am" she stared at them in defiance.

"Can I see Sgt Smith now Sergeant!" She said regaining her assertiveness.

"No, no you can't Ma'am" he grinned at her, brushing down the front of her Uniform jacket.

"But why not! I've played your perverse games! I've done everything you dirty bastards wanted. What more do you want?" she burst out in her delightful upper crust accent. John sniggered.

"You haven't got your hat on Ma'am" Dave grinned at her enjoying her helpless distress and anger. She stared at him as he pushed it down on to her head.

They dragged her to the door and into the corridor. Flt Lt Miles did her best to walk with dignity down the corridor.

It was uniform grey with curtains at intervals on either side.

She passed the female corporal that was her chaperone earlier.

She looked at her with pleading eyes, but she just looked away.

Eventually they came to another cell door.

Inside Joan was still on the desk in an exhausted daze, she'd lost count of how many RMP's had raped her cunt and ass. They had stopped a couple of hours ago now and then she'd been tidied up.

They had washed her ass and face and the outside of her pussy, but she could still feel all their semen still inside her aching cunt.

She was on her back, hands cuffed above her head, her lower chest restrained to the desk top by a thick leather strap.

Her legs were strapped to some Gynaecological calf rests which were attached to the desk legs at the other end. This forced her thighs up parallel to her chest leaving her cunt and ass open to abuse.

She groaned remembering how she'd watched cock after cock force into her bruised cunt lips as one after another of the Military police had fucked her helpless form. How each had come inside her, adding to that left

before. Until it had been spurting out of the sides as she was fucked.

She heard a noise, the door opened Sgt's Dave Bishop and John Peters ushered Flt Lt Miles in. She tried to shout to her but couldn't through the

harsh rubber ball in her mouth.

Flt lt Sue Miles was so glad to see her beloved Joan again.

"Joan what have they done to you? you awful Bastards!" She strained on the cuffs holding her elbows together. John held her still.

Dave went to the head of the desk and stroked Sgt Smiths hair.

"Oh nothing yet, We just got her ready in case you didn't want to, what was it you said? Play our perverse games. but as you can see here she is safe and sound." Joan stared helplessly at Sue unable to tell her he was

lying.

"So what now? I suppose you want us to sign confessions. probably written by you" Sue spat.

"Oh no, we have all the evidence we need in that regard. What we need now is mitigating evidence to prove that you are lesbians. You see her Majesties government has been fooled before into thinking that it was getting rid of Homosexuals from the ranks only to discover it was an elaborate ploy to allow people like yourselves to end their service and get out for free"

"You can't be serious Sergeant?" Flt Lt miles uttered.

"Oh but I am Ma'am, I am" He grinned slyly.

"So what would the book call mitigating evidence Sgt peters?" Dave asked.

"Oh isn't that the bit about intimate knowledge of the stimulation required to satisfy a homosexual partner Sgt Bishop?"

"So if you could kneel down Ma'am and lick out Sgt Smith we'd be happy, wouldn't we John" Dave gestured for her to kneel.

Flt Lt Miles smiled smugly "No I won't do it, I won't" she stated looking defiant.

Dave's face clouded "That's not good now is it, not good at all Ma'am!"

"I won't do it Sergeant, not for the entertainment of you and your perverse

colleagues. There is no such requirement I'm sure!" She glared at him.

"Oh you will Ma'am, you will, because we can be far more perverse than you could imagine." She swallowed trying to maintain her composure.

"John go give Sgt Willis a call from the dog section. Tell him to bring eight Alsatians up with him." Dave smiled at her.

"You wouldn't dare!" she insisted.

"It would be a shame to waste a well prepared bitch like this, her arsehole's just at the right height too wouldn't you say? Think of the money we could get for the video" he patted Joan's distressed face.

John turned to leave. "No don't... OK OK I'll do it. God you disgust me!"

Flt Lt Miles conceded.

"Oh good, KNEEL DOWN!" he barked she did. He grabbed her shoulders and dragged her to the desk between Joan's open thighs. Sue stared at Joan's blonde haired twat. She decided this may be the last time they get to please each other in along time, so she had better make the most of it.

Dave and John quickly Uncuffed her arms and forced them to the front of her where they attached her wrists to, two manacles on the desk edge.

Now she was trapped, knelt at the end of the desk, Joan's cunt before her.

Dave produced a thick leather collar which he secured around Sue's neck.

There was a D ring on the front which he clipped to another between Joan's buttocks with a short chain. This made it impossible to move very far away from Joan's cunt.

"Start licking it Bitch" Dave ordered. Sue tried to pretend they weren't watching and started to gently lick her cunt from the join at her ass up around her lips toward her hidden clit. Joan moaned and shook her head, but Flt Lt miles couldn't see her warning. As Sue teased and licked.

Joan's lips slowly parted revealing her inner lips, Sue started to force her tongue into tease the folds of her cunt. The two policemen watched expectantly. Behind them the imperceptibly the mirror on the wall changed slightly as someone peeped through the curtain on the other side.

In the corridor Corporal Jane Wright looked on in horror at the scene inside.

She couldn't believe what they were forcing that poor RAF officer to do.

As she watched another RMP came down the hall, she jumped and pretended to be stood on guard. As he got closer he grinned,

"I wouldn't make a fuss, you don't want to be suspected as well now do you?"

She just stared ahead, he chuckled and strode off. Once he was gone she peered back in again.

Flt Lt Miles teased her tongue around and over Joan's clitoral hood, The fat sergeant's legs quivered as she did. She drew her tongue back down her lips and pushed her tongue into her cunt entrance she wormed it in and it opened nicely, she was very wet and Sue pushed it deeper.

Suddenly she realized it was very wet indeed she withdrew her tongue.

Tasting the saltiness she suddenly realized it was semen, lots of it.

She tried to lift her head away to protest But Johns hand was on her hat pushing it back in.

"YOU BASTARDS! SHE'S BEEN RAPED!! You bastards!" They both laughed.

"Oh yeah, we forgot to mention that, now be good and lick it all out!"

Her face was pushed into Joan's awash cunt. she spluttered and fought.

"Fuckin get on with it you stupid whore!" Dave cursed her.

"I'd better get those dogs then, Dave" said John.

"Yeah they'd lick all that out in no time".

"NO... no it's... it's ok I'll do it" Flt Lt Miles sobbed and began to lap the semen up. Joan writhed as she felt her tongue slide in and begin.

John came around to Joan's side. He undid the strap holding her abdomen down by three or for holes. Joan sighed in relief. John then adjusted the two calf plates so that the weight of her legs brought her hips down. Dave grabbed Sue's chin and wrapped his hand around her forehead, yanking her head back and her mouth open.

He forced her mouth to Joan's cunt entrance. As he did it all the semen in Joan's cunt flooded out.

Flt Lt miles struggled and spluttered as it flowed into her open mouth

"Swallow! Swallow you bitch!" Dave ordered.

Sue had no choice she had to, just to breath. She choked it down.

Eventually she gasped for air, having swallowed most of the semen.

The rest had flowed over and down her chin.

"That's a naughty girl you missed some" said John.

Sue gagged and was almost sick.

"You fucking waste that whore and we'll make you lick it up again" John threatened.

"She's not been good has she John" queried Dave.

"No not at all" John smirked.

"I think I'll fuck her ass again to remind her"

"That's a good idea Dave. You agree don't you Ma'am"

"Please I'm so sore... please!" She felt him drag her skirt up and wrench her pants back down her thighs.

She struggled, bucking as he forced the head of his cock to her ass.

John forced her face to Joan's cunt as Dave eased into her slick rectum.

She jerked and kicked as it forced home and he dragged her hips back to him, impaling her on it with a grunt of satisfaction.

"Oooh yeah still hot an' tight bitch" he gasped as he slapped his thighs to

the back of hers. He started to thrust solidly into her.

"It hurts!" she complained as he buggered her.