Frontier Man
You lay down of the desk face down and the General pulls out a branding iron that has been heating up behind his desk. He places the brand on your left shoulder. The smell of burning flesh fills the air and the pain slowly builds to the point you let out a whimper, you hold the tears back because you know how the General hates crying. General Maxwell removes the branding iron from you and commands you to remove the rest of your clothing. You question the command again but you know what disobedience will result in. You remove your pants and long johns. You are stark naked now.
"Lay face down on the table son!" yells the General.
You quickly lay back on the table. The General begins to remove his pants and thrusts his penis up your anus. You know this is wrong. It feels wrong. The General rears back and thrusts stronger this time. It hurts. You let out a painful moan, but the General releases pleasant moans. Thirty minutes later the General gets up and puts his clothes back on.
"Colt, put your clothes back on. Since you act like a woman when faced with death I'll treat you like a woman. You are to be here every night. I will assign you a barrack and you will meet the needs of other men. It gets hard to survive as a man here in the Fort. You have no other duties but to make us happy. Tonight you can stay here. If you refuse to any of the soldiers, you know what will happen. See you tomorrow night."
You curl yourself up in a ball in the corner of the office. Is this really how you want to be treated the rest of your life? Being a sex slave for the soldiers of Fort Kearny? You have options...
"Lay face down on the table son!" yells the General.
You quickly lay back on the table. The General begins to remove his pants and thrusts his penis up your anus. You know this is wrong. It feels wrong. The General rears back and thrusts stronger this time. It hurts. You let out a painful moan, but the General releases pleasant moans. Thirty minutes later the General gets up and puts his clothes back on.
"Colt, put your clothes back on. Since you act like a woman when faced with death I'll treat you like a woman. You are to be here every night. I will assign you a barrack and you will meet the needs of other men. It gets hard to survive as a man here in the Fort. You have no other duties but to make us happy. Tonight you can stay here. If you refuse to any of the soldiers, you know what will happen. See you tomorrow night."
You curl yourself up in a ball in the corner of the office. Is this really how you want to be treated the rest of your life? Being a sex slave for the soldiers of Fort Kearny? You have options...