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Friday, December 13, 2024

[SS-1475] Private Muddy


PRIVATE MUDDY

"Are you sure that he will be alright?" asked the right hand man of the platoon commander.

"This private has committed misdemeanors so often," the platoon commander said, "he deserves to be punished."

The three of them were a few meters into the woods near the soldiers' base. The young private soldier was tied.

"Will it be safe here?" the assistant asked.

"He will be here for one whole night. In prior years, I have given harsher punishments for way less violations," the commander reiterated, "he will be fine. His ties will be unknotted tomorrow. For the mean time, he has to think about his wrongdoings while he stays here alone and helpless throughout the night."

Then the commander and his assistant walked away.

The day and night passed. During the midnight, an hour-long rain passed.

The next morning, the commander and the assistant went back to the punished private. He was wet and full of mud.


"Why is his eyes plastered?" asked the assistant.

"What happened to you?" questioned the commander.

The private answered with a baritone voice, "last night, three men came here. They immediately plastered my eyes so I can't see them."

"Did they hurt you?" the assistant asked, worried.

"No Sir, but they ripped my pants, found my asshole and fucked me."

They checked the rear end of the man. The pants were destroyed. White stuff was seeping out of the man's asshole.

The commander laughed, "well. Maybe those guys were soldiers too. Maybe they were those you pranked. You deserved that fucking."

"I accept my punishment, Sir!" the private bravely answered.

"Should I investigate about who defiled him?" the assistant offered.

The commander shook his head, "no need. Such a waste of time. Well. You still have an hour, private." Then they walked away.

While the assistant was busy, the commander returned to the dirty, tied private.


He unzipped his pants.

The private heard this. "Sir?"

"I couldn't get enough of you," the commander said while handling his hard cock, "last night wasn't enough. I need to fuck you before the punishment is over."

The private, who was still blinded, smiled, "okay Sir."




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