Chapter 4. S.O.F.T.
April 21st 2027.
"Ladies, please read and sign the papers in front of you." Major Sutton spoke as
if the ten ladies in front of him had already accepted the conditions and
signing was a formality.
"It says here that I am volunteering for Special Operations Force Training. I'm
not volunteering for any such thing. I don't even know what we are here for or
why we have been taken from our families. I'm not signing anything like this."
Maureen O'Hare indignantly slammed the pen down on the desk top in front of her.
The other ladies looked as though they were about to agree with her.
Major Sutton nodded to two soldiers in camouflage dress. Quickly and silently
they came up from behind, lifted her by the underneath of her armpits and took
her to the front table. Despite kicking and swearing, Maureen was laid on her
back. Another soldier removed her trousers and underwear and passed an ankle to
each of the soldiers holding her. Maureen now lay with her back on the table,
her ankles held alongside her ears and her arse and cunt fully exposed to
everyone in the room. She continued to swear and curse the soldiers and threaten
them with litigation. Picking up her knickers, the Major stuffed them in her
mouth. There were murmurs of dissent from the other ladies.
"Silence!" barked a soldier wearing sergeant's stripes. His voice reverberated
around the hall.
With all eyes on him, the Major went to a side table and picked up a leather
instrument and displayed it to the women. The end was shaped like a large, six
fingered hand about half as big again as a human hand, connected to a flat but
flexible plastic handle about 2 feet long. He swished it through the air and
brought it crashing down on the side table with a resounding "WHACK". All the
women and some of the soldiers jumped at the sound. "He's surely not going to
beat her with that," Sally Machin said to herself. She and Maureen had only met
a few days before at the start of the testing programme but had quickly become
friends.
Taking a stance to one side of Maureen, Major Sutton brought the leather hand
down hard across her buttocks. All the women were sickened by the sound and many
cried out in alarm. Maureen would have screamed had not her gag prevented it.
Showing no emotion, the Major applied six hard strokes alternately to each
buttock. On the eleventh, Maureen was able to spit out the gag and produced a
horrendous yell, followed by more invective. The two soldiers had difficulty in
holding her.
The Major looked around the room. "Jones, you seem to have an erection, come and
do your stuff." Jones stepped forward, opened his flies and removed his hard
cock. Without any further warning he plunged it in Maureen's cunt and fucked her
hard. She continued to cry out with pain and anger as she was raped. Jones
withdrew when his seed was implanted.
"O'Hare are you now volunteering for S.O.F.T.?" the Major asked quietly.
"Not bloody likely, if this is the way you treat us, you fucking bastard!"
Returning to his position at her side, the Major picked up the hand and once
more started laying hard strokes on the already bruised and sore arse.
After three strokes to each cheek a howling, sobbing Maureen yelled, "Okay,
okay, I'll sign. I'm not volunteering but I'll sign. Just stop hitting me."
Unperturbed the Major carried on hitting each cheek until he given her a further
twelve. Maureen screamed and yelled. Her arse was now a kaleidoscope of vivid
painful colours.
"Watson, Step forward and perform." Another soldier came to the front, opened
his flies and started to rape Maureen. Having watched the writhings of the girl
he was already well aroused and his fucking didn't last long. On his withdrawal
the two soldiers holding Maureen carried her back to her seat. As soon as her
arse touched the wood she shot up again, crying and rubbing her sore areas. Her
trousers and underwear were not returned to her.
"You may stand for a little while O'Hare," the Major spoke as if her was doing
her a great favour, "But quieten down or we will have to gag you again. Now does
anyone else need persuading to sign? Do read pages 2 to 6 carefully as they all
concern the official secrets act and if you do not heed the warnings you could
end up having a very hard time in prison." Almost all the women were very
apprehensive as they tried to read the words through tear filled eyes. Sally
tried unsuccessfully to comfort her friend.
Ten minutes later when all the papers had been signed and collected the Major
spoke again, this time his tone was more friendly. "Welcome to S.O.F.T. ladies.
As you have probably guessed this has to do with the Erlik invasion. You know
you were conscripted with a hundred or so others three days ago and have been
subjected to many tests. After each test the numbers were reduced. Now we have
the final selection. The ten of you. You were all selected because you are
intelligent, are well built, are reasonably fit, and have a healthy attitude to
sex. What we are going to do is train you for undercover work in Erlik
territory. It's going to be a tough course for you, one like nothing you could
have anticipated. You've all seen the TV and paper reports of what the Erliks
are like. You've seen the pictures of Penny Leggorn so you know what could
happen to you if you are caught. The spanking I gave O'Hare was similar to what
a male Erlik would give you. Unfortunately none of the soldiers here are as well
equipped in the cock department as the male Erliks." The Major paused to let
this information sink in.
"What is going to happen to you now? First you will be taken to our training
facility. I can't tell you where but it isn't far. There you will be put through
a vigorous programme of fitness and hand weapons training and special methods of
persuasion. All of you will have regular attention from the leather hand to
toughen up your hides as well as skin hardening salves. All of you will be
regularly mated by your male companions. Again this is to simulate and prepare
you for what you would receive if you fall into Erlik hands. The soldiers have
been told to use you any time they wish and preferable three or four one after
the other. Much of the time you will be kept naked. You will all be given anti
contraception injections to avert pregnancy. That I think is all you need to
know for now."
Most of the ten women were now openly crying and asking why they were chosen?
What about their families? The Major allowed this to go on for only a few
minutes before ordering silence and warning the next one to start questioning or
arguing would be the next one for the hand.
"I want to see my children!" Jenny, an attractive blonde women in her mid
twenties unwisely spoke. The major only nodded and two soldiers quickly garnered
the woman and hardly before she realised what was happening, she had taken
Maureen's place on the table. Her plump arse was bared and her legs folded back.
"You will not get second chances in this unit ladies," the Major informed them.
"This is the position we understand the Erliks use when spanking females. Their
hands are about this size," the Major indicated the leather hand, "and they are
stronger than humans. One male is easily able to hold any female in this
position especially as they use their tails as well. Erlik females seem to
accept punishment, what we have heard of human ladies, if they struggle they get
a far worse hiding. Twelve smacks seems to be about the normal although if the
male is really angry or the female struggles violently, the spanking can go on
for a hundred or more."
"Please, don't. I'm sorry I spoke." The woman on the table pleaded but to no
avail. Twelve hard whacks with the hand later she was sobbing hysterically. Two
soldiers raped her, one after the other. "Remember ladies, there are no second
chances in this unit." The major reinforced his earlier remark.
Sally sat alongside Maureen and tried to comfort her as the electric bus took
them to their new home, a small isolated training camp. Maureen had difficulty
is sitting still and had to ease herself off the seat every few minutes. She
sobbed quietly as Sally put an arm around her shoulders to comfort her. Sobs
also came from the other recipient of the hand otherwise the female occupants of
the bus were subdued. The soldiers sharing the bus with them were more
boisterous and occupied their time by loudly reviewing the 'talent' as they
referred to the new female recruits.
An hour later they arrived at a small army camp and passed through two check
points neither of which were named. On to a collection of low, curved roof, huts
reminiscent of a past era. A soldier with sergeant's stripes and a crown entered
the bus. "I'm staff sergeant James," he boomed, "I shall be in charge of your
training. "The hut there," he pointed, "Is the wash house. Sorry, the facilities
are unisex ladies and primitive but they are all there is. You have fifteen
minutes to clean up and do what you have to do. By 16.15 I expect you all to be
in the school room." Again he pointed, "Latecomers will get a dose of the hand.
All off duty men are to report to the school room at the same time. Dismiss!"
"Unisex! Primitive!" Maureen murmured to Sally as she leaned on her for support,
"Unisex meaning men and primitive meaning diabolically rough!" They surveyed the
wash room. Open showers across one end; washbasins and mirrors along one side
wall, open toilet stalls and urinals along the other. Bench seats down the
centre. Sally just had to pee so despite the fact soldiers were now in the wash
room she sat but covered her crotch as best she could with her jumper. The other
girls had no choice but to follow suit. One of the soldiers called out, "You
don't have to hide anything, we will be seeing it all later. And you'll get to
see us and feel us too."
No one was really late for the meeting but Sarah, caught several hard cracks
with the hand as she entered last. She felt their sting through her jeans. Staff
Sergeant James was ready and indicated the ladies sit at the front and the
soldiers filled the seats behind. "Ladies, you are in the army now and are
subject to army discipline and not just army discipline, S.O.F.T. discipline
which is far, far more severe. You are here on a special and very secret
training course. So secret you will have no contact with the outside world. The
object is to toughen you up, get you fitter and make you ready to be infiltrated
on to the Isle of Wight and to send back information on the Erliks and their
movements so that when we mount an invasion, we know what to expect. Life here
will be tough. Life here will be hell. We need the information you can get and
to that end, in the greater scheme of things you are expendable. The world is
being paralysed by those bastards and we need to set it free. Any questions?"
None of the ladies dared to ask.
The room darkened as a slide projector shone a computer enhanced image on the
screen "As you no doubt have heard, Erlik society is male dominated. Male Erliks
are larger and much more powerful than the females. The females are very
subservient. They have to work hard and are mated frequently even when they are
pregnant. A male Erlik usually mates around twenty times a day and from the
pictures you have seen males have an organ about one and a half times as large
as the most well endowed man." The screen showed the comparison. Sally found
herself becoming aroused. "They are always erect because they have a bone within
the organ therefore it doesn't lengthen when aroused but the flesh around it
does become engorged with blood like a human male and become thicker. Usually a
mating will last five to ten minutes. We know from phone reports from captured
ladies they are force raped three or more times a day. The smaller ones find it
excruciatingly painful. The larger ones actually seem to get off on it after the
first few times. Hence all of you have been chosen because, to put it crudely,
your cunts are of a larger than average size. If you get captured, then you
should survive the rapes better. Any questions?"
Maria tentatively put her hand up. "Are you expecting us to be captured by the
Erliks?"
"No," S.S. James replied. He hadn't been informed of the true plan. Only if the
ladies were in the hands or on the cocks of the Erliks would they be able to
find out their plans. "Part of your training here should help you to avoid
capture."
The next video pictures, smuggled out by late escapees, showed a female Erlik
being spanked and then a young human girl. The Erlik woman obviously found it
uncomfortable but the spanking hurt the girl badly and she screamed and cried
and that seemed to earn her a further dose. Despite her sore arse, the girl was
mated and this again caused her a great deal of pain. "You all saw two of your
group receive spankings this afternoon. Even the severest one hardly came up to
the beating that young girl had. It is our intention to get your arses toughened
so you can take a good spanking without too much discomfort. If you are able to
lie still and take a smacking from a male Erlik, you will probably get off
lighter than if you make a lot of fuss as you saw with the girl. You saw how the
female Erlik and the girl were held for spanking, this is the way you will be
held too." Sally felt herself becoming very wet between her thighs and wondered
if the others were too.
"We intend to simulate life with the Erliks as best we can. None of the men here
can mate twenty times in one day so we'll use twenty men. None of them can hit
as hard as an Erlik, so we'll use the leather hand. All of you will get at least
one dose of it every day. More if your training isn't up to scratch. You will
also be mated like the two this afternoon after each session with the hand.
Females under Erlik control are only allowed clothes when it is cold, usually
that is when they are working outside. Indoors, they are naked, or wear just
slippers. We shall observe the same conditions here. By the time your training
is over, you should be used to nudity. The men here can at anytime you are not
working, demand you submit to their cocks. The exceptions are meal times, work
times and between midnight and 6 a.m. You will need some sleep in order to carry
out your training duties. If you refuse a cock, expect the hand."
"Sleeping arrangements." The Staff Sergeant paused, "There are two barrack
rooms. We were not given enough notice to get extra beds for your arrival so we
are going to put five of you in one and five in the other arranged equally
around the room. Each night you will rotate around the room by one bed and share
that bed with whoever bedspace it is. That way each man will get to sleep with a
woman every fourth or fifth night unless he or you are on night duty. Two of you
will always be allocated to the officers and N.C.O's quarters." All of the
ladies were now feeling very uncomfortable about their situation. Even those who
were a little more promiscuous had doubts about the amount of sex they could
take.
"Your schedule for today," S.S. James went on, "After we finish here, you will
be taken to Medics and given your anti contra injection and then on to the mess
for dinner. After that I have arranged for stores to kit you out with four sets
of combat suits, trousers and tops, and with two pairs training shoes and four
pairs of socks. Inside the buildings you only wear socks. Outside you wear the
combat suits, socks and shoes and those items only. No underwear, no bras. I
have ordered a supply of feminine hygiene towels but they have yet to arrive. No
make-up is allowed and only combing and brushing of hair. Most females waste too
much time with hair-do's and make-up. You will not have the time. After you are
kitted out you come officially under the rules I have already outlined. You may
go to the lounge for an hour or so but once inside off comes your kit. The
clothing and jewellery you are wearing will be placed in boxes and sealed until
this assignment is over. You will be given lockers to keep the kit in you are
given. Before bed tonight though you must make sure your name is on every item.
Stores will supply labellers for your use. You will get up at 6 a.m. when
ordered, use the loo and immediately make your way to gym. You should be there
by 6:15. That's about it for now." He paused and then as if an afterthought,
"And by the way, I'll be round at 11 p.m. tonight to see you are all tucked up
in bed and to warm your nice fat bums with the hand for the night. Like with the
Erliks, the more fuss, the more you get."
A corporal tried marching them to the medics but none had experience of marching
so he just kept them in two's as best he could. Inside they had to wait and for
the first time had chance to talk and discus their situation. "We're just going
to be unpaid whores for this lot," complained Sarah.
"I don't see how we can stand all the sex and beatings they say we are going to
get." Sally said.
"You haven't even had one yet," Maureen put in.
"Any ideas on how we can get away?" Maria asked. No one had. They discussed and
debated the situation until the medic came. One at a time he bade them bend over
the table while he injected the drug into their backside. The room wasn't large
and each had a close view of the doctor at work. It was too much for Mandy.
Although she was the largest of them, she fainted when she saw the needle go
into the first arse. With Maureen it was not the insertion of the needle that
was painful, it was the pressure of the medic's hand on her tortured flesh.
They noticed the corporal had an erection just from watching them. "You must be
sex starved," Mandy laughed at him.
"Not for long now," came the reply.
Marching them in some semblance of order if not in step, 'Corp' as he was
immediately dubbed, took them to the mess and ordered them to assemble at the
door at 18:30. The hall was already crowded but the men very willingly made
spaces for them and soon they were the centre of attraction but the men must
have be warned not to touch until after kitting out for they made no overt
sexual moves.
"Okay ladies, get those clothes off," Corp ordered after he had marched them to
stores and they were safely inside. "Put everything inside the container with
your name on. Everything in there. All clothes, rings, jewellery, watches,
everything." They knew it was coming but even now some protested. Corp removed a
leather hand from inside his trousers. Grabbing Mandy who was the only one
wearing a skirt, pushed her over the counter and quickly laid half a dozen
strokes on her knicker covered bum. Mandy squealed and swore but it made no
difference. "Anyone else want to object?" Corp asked waving the hand around. At
first no one did but the Maureen whispered, "There are ten of us and three of
them. Corp and two store keepers. Let's rush them." It was over is seconds.
Three women to a man soon had the stores keepers and Corp tied up with clothing.
"Grab some of these combat suits so we aren't easily seen and we'll slip away."
They hadn't noticed the video camera rigged so the chief could record the ladies
undressing. They hadn't even got the combats suits on before they were
overwhelmed by soldiers. In front of them and assisted by them, they were made
to undress and fitted with their new clothes. The soldiers of course, made the
most of the fitting, by feeling breasts and cunts to make sure the clothing was
properly in place. Once done the ladies had to remove the clothing except for
shoes and socks. They emptied their purses. Maria and Sally both to their
embarrassment carried vibrators which caused some ribald joking. They were
allowed to keep only the purse, a comb and hairbrush. No money, no credit cards,
no phone, nothing.
"Pick up your clothes and form up outside in twos," Corp gave the order.
"We're naked!" one of the ladies squealed.
"If you're not careful, it will be shoes off too and you can march barefoot on
this rough ground. You're having an escort anyway." The soldiers formed two
lines, one on either side of the girls. "Now see if you girlies can keep in step
with the men. Start with the left. March! Left. Right. Left...." It was still a
ragged parade that arrived at the girls lockers. The men watched and assisted
them put the stuff away. Corp formed them up again and took them to the lounge
were he lined them along the bar.
Major Sutton stood in front. "So ladies, I have to admire your spirit if not
your expertise. An escape attempt after only a few hours. Shows spirit and I
have to admire that. Now we will have to see how much spirit you show under the
leather hand." Turning to the men in the lounge he went on, "Clear the tables."
In no time all bottles and glasses were cleared. The Major inspected them.
Barman pass a cloth so these tables can be wiped. We don't want to soil these
beauties with the dregs from drinks." Satisfied now as to their cleanliness
Major Sutton ordered the ladies to lie on their backs on the tables. Quickly two
soldiers held each in the required position. He issued leather hands to two
fellow officers, the Staff Sergeant and another sergeant and kept one himself.
"While I said I admired your spirit, such foolishness cannot go unpunished.
Ladies you will each get two dozen strokes." Maureen protested she had already
suffered enough and indeed her arse was very colourful and very very painful.
"Just think yourself lucky I don't add another dozen for that remark Maureen
O'Hare. All of you remember what I said earlier. You don't get second chances
here and we won't be soft with you. You're here to be toughened up."
To the sound of howling, screaming and swearing, the Major's team laid a dozen
strokes on the first five victims. Soldiers then vied amongst themselves to be
the first to stuff their cocks inside and have the first real fuck for some
time. Meanwhile the second lot of ladies had their first taste of the hand.
Semen dripping from their cunts, the first group had the second dozen strokes of
the hand. Maureen almost passed out when the 'Staff' started on her and went
completely under before he finished. It was her fourth dozen of the day. It
didn't matter to him she'd had been thrashed before. It was his duty to apply
the strokes to the best of his ability. When he'd finished and consciousness
began to return it was his prick that was steadily pumping its length inside
her.
"Keep mating them until 22:30 men and then Corporal take them to the showers and
allot them their beds for the night. Staff, I think you can forget their 23:00
hours bum warming just for tonight." Zipping up his flies, Major Sutton barked
the orders.
Corp formed the crying and barely able to stand girls, up into twos as ordered.
He allowed each pair to support each other. Sally had a particularly difficult
task in supporting Maureen. Her own arse screamed in agony when she tried to
stand. She had been raped or 'mated' as they euphemistically called it, eight
times in the bent up position but she knew her friend was in a far worse
condition. Several soldiers accompanied them on the short walk. They mainly
wanted to watch the girls shower but did assist in supporting them and in taking
off their footwear. Two soldiers removed their clothes and joined the ladies in
the showers but left Sally and Maureen alone. Corp lead them to the hot air
dryer and thence to the loos. None of the girls dared to sit. Sally asked two
men to hold Maureen as she couldn't support herself and she didn't feel she
could either.
The beds allocated were single beds but fortunately they had modern lightweight
thermal covers. Sally's bedmate crawled in naked alongside her. She hoped with
all the fucking he'd done earlier would mean he'd shot his bolt for the night
but the close proximity of naked woman flesh caused his cock to stiffen and he
rolled her painfully over and fucked her in the normal missionary position. From
the cries from other girls, she knew she wasn't the only one.
