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I sat on the edge of my bed, nervously glancing at the clock every few minutes. 2400 was getting close and I was trying to figure out how to extricate myself from the situation I was in. Of course the boldest course of action would be to just not show. I contemplated how to circumvent the the means he had of controlling me if I just didnt show. I started as the phone rang. I answered and heard his voice on the other end.
"Don't even think about not showing up tonight. I have no qualms about ruining your life. Do you understand me?" The phone line went dead before I had a chance to respond. I knew instinctively that he was completely serious. He had probably already anticpated I would try to get out of the bind he had me in and was ready to destroy me. I had been completely outsmarted and this knowledge stung almost as badly as the humiliation he visited on me earlier in the day. I'm not a boastful person, but intelligence and quick thinking were the gifts I had and were why I was a succesful aviator. But a young Sailor that probably didnt even have the benefit of a college education had beaten me at every turn so far.
I glanced at the clock again and realized that I had about 30 minutes before my meeting with my tormentor. I glanced at the frame number he wrote on the paper and knew I had to get going, as it was part of the boat I was completely unfamiliar with. As an aviator and an officer I pretty much lived my life from the 2nd deck up to the flight deck. It was going to take me some time to find where I was going. I sighed and headed out to find the compartment.
I was wearing a pair of shorts and a tshirt, as if I were headed to the gym. Walking around down there in my flight suit wouldve just attracted unwanted attention and I had plenty of that already. After several wrong turns and dead ends, I finally made my way through the maze of passageways and found the entrance to the compartment I was looking for. I tentatively knocked on the door and heard the familiar voice telling me to come in.
The room appeared to be a storage area of sorts. Some shelves lined the wall stretching to my left and on the right was a bulkhead. In the center of the room was a row of storage lockers. I didnt see anything so I walked around the end and saw the Sailor waiting on the other side of the row. Lying at the end of the room lay a mattress and he was standing next to with that evil smirk on his face.
"Glad you could make it", he said. I just stood there, unsure of what to say. "When you're alone with me, you will be on your knees unless I say otherwise. As I said before, you will address me as Sir. Master will work too but I prefer hearing an officer calling me Sir for a change.Third, you will always answer me when I speak to you. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir", I replied, more humbly than I intended. The force of his personality was continuing to wear down my defenses.
"Good. Now get on your knees." I dropped to my knees and waiting for the imminent course of sexual depravity he was about to administer. "This is a pretty handy room. It belongs to supply but they dont store much here and I'm the only one that has a key. I've brought a few girls here before but youre the first wannabe girl I've ever had down here. It should be a good time, dont you think?".
"Yes Sir", I answered once again.
"Good. Now you are going to learn how to worship my cock. The only real rule is that you arent allowed place the head of my cock in your mouth without permission. You can lick it, you can put your mouth on the shaft, and you can do whatever you like with my balls. And before you ever touch me, you must beg permission. Now lets hear it."
"Sir, please let me worship your cock." I said it with a little more enthusiasm than I intended.
"Why do you want to do that faggot?"
"Because I want to taste it Sir."
He sighed dramatically. "You need to be more convincing than that."
"Sir I love your cock and I want to worship it. I'm hungry for your cock." The words tumbled out of my mouth instinctively. I cursed myself silently. I knew I was at his mercy but I couldnt believe I was making it so easy for him.
He smiled and pointed at my shorts. "I can tell how bad you want it." For the first time I realized that my own dick was rock hard and a small stain was already spreading on the front of my shorts. The part of me that wanted this treatment was asserting itself physically. I felt like I was in a battle with myself and I was losing to my more primal urges.
"Ok slave, you have permission to worship my cock. And make sure you tell me how much you like it too"
"Thank you sir". I crawled over to him as sat on the mattress and I grabbed stiff cock with my left hand and brought my mouth to it. "Its so big sir", I said softly. I began to run my tongue down the shaft, stopping to lick off the bead of precum forming at the tip. When I reached the base of his cock, I began to suck his balls one by one. I worked my way back up his cock. "I love the way it tastes Sir".
He grabbed me by the head and said, "Now you can suck it".
"Yes Sir", I answered and slid his cock into his mouth.
I began to bob up and down slowly, fighting the urge to try and swallow it all at once. Lust was clouding my mind and I began to feel detached once again. On each stroke I went deeper and deeper. Before I knew I had his entire cock buried in my mouth. "Wow youve improved already. You mustve been looking forward to this all day", he laughed. I made a muffled noise, the best I could do to answer with his meat buried in my throat. As I started to slide back again he pushed my head forward, making me gag a little. "Be still", he ordered. He held my head firm and began to thrust in and out of my mouth. I had to concentrate to keep my throat relaxed as pounded my face. "Mmm you are a natural. I knew you would be by looking at you" he chuckled. I could feel his cock starting to quiver and pulse and knew it wasnt going to be long before he came. "Dont you dare spill a drop, do you understand me?" I mumbled once again as he continued his unwavering assault on my mouth and throat. Suddenly his dick began to spasm and his warm seed began to pulse into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed what seemed to be a gallon of the warm salty fluid.
He pulled away from me and I said "Thank you Sir" without even thinking.
He looked at me and smiled. "I didnt even have to tell you to do that", he said in a tone reminiscent of a teacher praising a child for a correct answer. I felt shot of pride when he said it and was immediately angry at myself once again. He caught the look in my eye and said, "Dont worry, when Im through with you, the only thing you'll be thinking about is how to please me".
"Yes Sir", I responded automatically.
He looked down at his now flaccid cock. "This will just be just a few moments. Now stand up and go put your hands on the wall." I replied and then placed my hands against the wall. As soon I placed my hands against the wall I felt a hard swat on my ass. As soon the sting subsided I could feel my skin begin to warm. He continued to smack my ass and the warmness spread throughout my bottom. From the corner of my eye I saw him step back to admire his handiwork. "You do have a nice ass, I have to admit". I felt the now familiar combination of pride and shame shoot through me againf . "Thank you Sir", I said with some degree of genuine pride, again unintended.
He stepped close to my back and reached around and pinched my already hard nipples. He then reached down and gave my dick a hard squeeze. "You really are a slut. I just fucked your face and spanked you and you are completely turned out. I chose better than I thought". He had a very satisified tone to his voice.
"Yes Sir". I couldnt really argue with the physical evidence I was showing him with the state of my body.
"Of course, I'm not really into guys. You are basically a convenient place to put my dick and I get the added bonus of completely humilating an officer. We'll have to see what we can do about the tit thing though. Wouldnt you like to have a nice set of tits?"
"Yes Sir" I said. Of course being made into a woman was the basis of my fantasies and was what had gotten me into this mess in the first place. Of course I had never in a million years considered that a situation like the one I was in.
He pressed up against me and it was obvious he was ready to go again. "Ah the advantages of being young. Id like for you to bend over and grab your ankles but you are a little to tall for that and I dont have anything to stand on right now. Go get on all fours on the mattress", he ordered.
"Yes Sir" I got on the mattress as directed.
"Ok push your ass up a little bit. You're supposed to make yourself inviting. Thats what sluts do". I pushed my ass out and waited. "Arent you forgetting something?", he asked.
"Please fuck me Sir. I want your cock in my ass. I love the way it feels inside me" was my immediate response. I could feel another shred of my dignity slipping away.
"Very good", he said softly as he pressed the tip of dick against my ass. He pushed in slowly and as the head passed my tight sphincter he suddenly thrust deep inside of me. I didnt see him do it but he obviously had some sort of lube on him. He began to thrust in out and slowly. My entire conciousness was focused on my ass, where it felt like a hot bar of lead was being pushed in and out of my ass. It wasnt as painful as before and the stimulation of my prostate was sending waves of pleasure through my body. I groaned involuntarily and he rewarded me by speeding up slightly. 'Fuck me harder Master", I begged, the words coming unbidden to my mouth. Lust had consumed me and left me completely in thrall to my tormentor. He laughed and said, "I knew you'd come around, I just didnt think it would be this fast". He started to pound me harder and faster. I pressed back against him trying to take as much as he had. I could hear him grunting and moaning, my sounds of pleasure intermingled with his. He cried out as he started to reach his peak and moments later I could feel his load pouring into my ass. It was almost as if he had never cum in my mouth based on how much cum he pumped into body. He pulled out and slapped me on the ass. I thanked him for fucking me. I stayed on my hands and knees obediently, waiting for his next command. I heard the sound of a wrapper being torn and I felt the tampon being slid into my ass . He ordered me to stand up and I did. "Dont take that out until morning." I replied dutifully that I would and inside I knew that I would, even though I knew he had absolutely no way of knowing if I did or not.
"Now get out of here and no jerking off without permission". I answered him with my now standard response. I walked out of the room, the shame hammering at me once again, now that I wasnt in the throes of lust. I found my way to the nearest head and locked myself in a stall to wait for my hardon to subside. My captor had won another round and I wasnt sure how I was going to win the war for my dignity.