This story below I wrote for a dear friend of mine. She was..

This story below I wrote for a dear friend of mine. She was one that got away at least for now. The future is never set in stone. So she asked on her snapchat for guys to send her stories with roles. She had a thing for BDSM and being Dominated. All the guys were sending her stupid stories like. Me, you, bed, end of story. I decided to write a story that would turn her head and everyone's that read it. This is definitely my best work to date. I have only shared this story with very dear friends. Mostly women. I am giving you the first part to give you a feel of it. This is 800 or so words and the whole story is 2150. If tip $3 I will send the link for you to read the rest of the story. Emma we already have a deal pending :-), I do not want your $3. Army Dom makes female recruit his slave Army CW4 Titov walked into the room where he had to address the new army recruits that just arrived from AIT. They were all 63w so they would be under his supervision and command while they were assigned to this duty station. He was not feeling it since he hated new soldiers and he had a really late night with his mistress. It seems everyone in the Army these days is only there since they can’t make it in the real world. At least this is how Chief Titov viewed these newbies. Until a soldier is at least E5 they are just cannon bate. Basically something for the enemy to shoot at while the real men figure out how to win. Titov walked in yelling “listen you scumbags, you aren't in basic anymore and this is worse. Basic was a car ride to Disneyland compared to this. This is a car ride to hell!” Barking, “If you don't like me tough shit. We have a job to do here and it’s my job to make you do it. You are all 63 whiskeys, which means we fix the shit the infantry uses to fight with. If we do a shit job they die!” Still yelling, “Do you want that on your conscience!” All 8 recruits yell back “Sir, no Sir!” Titov continues, I am your commanding officer and I am CW4 Titov. You will address me as Chief. I am 6 months from retiring and if any of you fuck that up for me, your ass is grass.” “I don’t care what you think you know. None of you know shit. As I see you work I will tell you what you know. This is the real world now, there is no redo’s if you fuck it up and one of your brothers dies in combat from a dam lose bolt you were too dumb to tighten.” Titov heard a whimpering in the corner and seen one of these new soldiers fucking crying. WTF! He stormed over to where he could get a better look and right as he was yelling “ Listen H e r e r e r he stuttered” he couldn’t believe his eyes. Holy shit he thought that only shit bags joined the Army. He turned around and walked out of the room yelling behind him “ Dismissed!” He heard them yell back “Sir, Thank you, Sir. He was out of earshot and thought to himself I told them to call me Chief shaking his head. This is going to be a long 6 months. He got back to his office and he couldn’t get what he saw out of his head. He has been in the military 25 years and never seen anything even remotely close. This shook him to his core, what can he do about it. He can’t risk his retirement hell, his freedom is at stake even. Maybe he could have that soldier transferred. That’s better than the alternative. But what if he could get away with it, he thought to himself. That recruit is still a baby, she wouldn’t say anything if he threatened her. Even crying she was beyond beautiful. He didn’t get a great look at her because he did not want to make it obvious that she shook him. He recalled what he saw. She was standing behind a soldier trying to hide her whimpering. When he got a glimpse of her he saw she was about 5 foot even with her boots on so prob under 5 foot. She had blonde hair with red highlights that appeared natural. Her hair was up as required by the military so he wasn’t sure how long it was. Her face radiated pure beauty even behind her flushed cheeks and teary eyes. He recalled some schooling he had back in his earlier days and now it all made sense. They talk about Plato’s theory of forms. This is basically a theory that a perfect example of everything is out there somewhere. Like there is a perfect example of a rose that all roses are judged according to, perfect example of the color blue or red, etc. She was the perfect example of beauty. She was one of Plato’s forms. All women should be judged by her. This is why he can’t move her. It would be a sin, a sin against himself and life and all that he has ever lived for. So now the question is how can he make this happen. He has to have her, experience her, feel her, touch her, tie her up and have his way with her. Make her his slave no matter the consequences. He gets up and locks the door and shuts the blinds. Walking back to his chair he sits down and envisions r*ping his new found mistress. Of course he would never r*pe anyone. Well almost anyone. It would be hard to stop himself if she wouldn’t give herself to him willingly. He is a true Dom a dom by birth and he has always dominated everything in his life. He calls her to his office and she comes and lightly knocks on the door. He gets up and unlocks the door and lets her in, locking it behind her.