Sex Busters In The Army

By J Itchen

There are reports of sexual malpractice in the army training for their elite corps. How can this be exposed? The only way is to send in the Sex Busters team to experience it first hand and get the evidence. Is the hardening up of recruits to be able to deal with what women are likely to encounter when captured really an excuse for men to satisfy their sexual lusts?

Why do the Sex Busters team start to get addicted to it? What do their boyfriends at home think their girls are up to?

• Language: English
• Publisher: J Itchen
• Release date: Mar 18, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310281440

J Itchen

J is a graduate from Bristol University, England, who is married with four children. Currently lives in Southampton, England, although when young also lived in other parts of the world (Malaysia, Thailand, Yemen Arab Republic).J has been writing for several years mainly for magazines (more usually science rather than science fiction), for specialist books and recently a web site. Starting with science fiction (not fantasy), genres published have also covered the erotic, plus a combination of the two.

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Sex Busters

In The Army

by J. Itchen

ISBN: 9781310281440

Published by J. Itchen at Smashwords

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Chapter 1 - Enrolment

Maria looked at Tasha and Annie as they sat in the police briefing room, a small white room with three sash windows along one side. They all had their Police uniforms on and Maria had her hair tied back in the regulation way for long hair.

Why has Carrie asked us here? Maria asked them. She fiddled with a wisp of her long curly brown hair that had come out from the formal bob she had made to fit behind her police woman’s hat.

I don’t know, Annie said. It was a very formal internal Police invitation considering she is our friend. Annie looked very petite and a bit buxom, in her uniform. She had recently cut her long fair hair so it now came down to a couple of inches above her shoulders.

Carrie is seen as a rising star in the detective world, Tasha said. Ever since Maria here helped bust the sex harem vice ring a little while ago, Carrie has been flavour of the month. She got a lot of credit for the way that she handled that. Tasha had short dark hair and a stunning figure that seemed to look good in anything, even her police uniform. She was a bit of a femme fatale.

I think she wants us to form a Sex Busters team, Annie said. That is why it is a formal invitation. The question is, are we up for that?

It would be a lot more interesting than our beat role at the moment, Tasha answered with a wicked grin. What do you think, Maria?

I would have to clear it with Sean this time before I do it, Maria answered. However now I have graduated from being a cadet it could be a good move. Be aware, you have to be prepared for a lot of sex if it is anything like the harem vice ring.

I can handle that, Tasha grinned broadly. She definitely looked up for it. She had recently split from her boyfriend.

At that moment Carrie burst in through the door and bustled over to sit behind the desk at the front of the room. Maria, Tasha and Annie were clustered on the front seats facing the desk. Carrie was a solid woman, not fat but strongly built, with short brown hair. They were all old friends going back to school days and had shared several usually sexy adventures.

Well? Annie asked. Why the official invitation, you could have just talked to us at one of our Friday lunches.

Carrie smiled apologetically. I need to do this formally as I have to be seen to follow the correct procedure.

So you have a ‘mission’ for us? Tasha asked.

Well, yes if you want to put it like that, Carried smiled. However you do not have to accept it. This is strictly voluntary as it goes beyond what you would normally be asked to do as Policewomen.

You mean you want us to form the Sex Busters team? Annie asked bluntly.

Well, you are jumping in ahead of me, Carrie replied, a bit startled to have the idea come up so soon, but basically, yes.

What does it involve? Maria asked suspiciously. How many men do you expect that we will have to bang?

Carrie looked a bit flustered. It is not like that, at least it may not be like that, Carrie said. Let me fill you in and then you can decide.

I’ll volunteer for some of that, Tasha offered brightly.

What it is, Carrie began is that there is a new women’s special force that has been set up in the Army and there are worrying reports coming back about abuse during the training. However we do not have ay proof and the women are reluctant to say much as they think that it would ruin their army careers. Basically this special force has to be prepared to go into very tricky situations, potentially quite dangerous, and they could be captured. So they do exercises whereby they are trained to resist interrogation techniques. Being women brings a whole range of sexual issues for robust interrogation, but it sounds like it goes too far and the women can get seriously sexually abused.

Traditionally women prisoners get raped, Annie observed.

Quite so, agreed Carrie, and we do not know if that is happening or not, reports conflict on that point. So the ‘mission’ is to go in and pretend to be recruits for this special force and basically to see what is going on.

Do you want us all to join up? Maria asked.

Including you? Annie added.

Well I would join you, Carrie said, but I have been told firstly that I am not the build for the Special Force as you have to be super-fit and super lean. In fact like you three great specimens of womanhood. And secondly the detective leading the investigation cannot also be the person who goes in as a mole. I have to be neutral and an observer, not a participant.

Well I think that we are all fairly lean, but I am not sure about our fitness, Annie countered.

We would get you super fit before you go in, Carrie said.

How likely is it that we would be raped? Maria asked.

I really do not know, Carrie said. But you have to be prepared for it in case it does happen. It is better if two or three of you are all there so you can support each other and possible get someone out if it is getting too heavy.

That sounds worrying, Annie said.

You do not have to do it, Carrie repeated. However obviously lots of women are volunteering for this army unit and they are going through some very dubious training routine, and they all survive it but the question is what exactly they have gone through.

I think that it could be a good thing to do, Tasha said. We are not exactly virgins and we are more prepared to get our boobs out in public than the average girl.

Speak for yourself, Annie laughed.

Oh come on, Tasha protested, I saw you with two men each hanging on to a boob at that sports party.

You and Maria were doing exactly the same thing with your men, Annie countered.

My point exactly, Tasha said in triumph.

Does that mean that you are going to do it? Carrie asked.

It was a sexy situation, though wasn’t it? Annie said. It is not as though anyone had forced us to go topless.

Maria went a bit more than topless and screwed Mr Manley, I hear, Tasha said.

Maria was a bit uncomfortable to be reminded about this. It was the start of the harem vice ring operation, Maria said as if in explanation.

But you did not know it at the time, Tasha replied. You just screwed him for the fun of it.

And to get an invite to the harem sessions so I could get an acting part, Maria countered. She wanted to change the subject. When would we start with the Special Forces unit if we say ‘yes?

Their next recruits start in three months, Carrie replied. We can get you enrolled with a cover story. No-one doing the training must know that you are undercover agents.

How many drop out of the training? Annie asked.

At least three quarters drop out, Carrie said. That is also a concern to the authorities. Good women seem to drop out for unclear reasons. They take on thirty and only about six or seven stick it to the end.

Why don’t those who drop out blow the whistle on the sexual abuse? Maria asked.

They are still in the army and seem just to want to let it drop, Carrie says. No-one thinks that it will enhance their careers to talk about it and most think it could destroy their prospects. They may also not want their menfolk to know. We have had some women come forward but they are not prepared to press charges and their evidence needs to be corroborated.

So the army think that they should just be able to take anything that is thrown at them? Tasha asked.

They pride themselves on being tough, especially those who go for the Special Forces, Carrie said. So admitting to any weakness or not being able to cope with anything, especially sexual, is not something that they will do. They prefer just to drop the Special Forces and go with a more traditional female role in the army.

Even if it would stop whatever is going on for the sake of the future women recruits? Annie said.

Yes, Carrie said, they generally just want to move on.

So we are the next recruits, Tasha said, and we will report on whatever happens to us.

You must be prepared for the worst, Carrie said. Stripped naked in front of loads of men seems quite a common theme, possibly raped, possibly sexually humiliated. We just do not know. Maybe it is not nearly as bad as that. Maybe nothing wrong is going on at all. Are you prepared to do it?

OK, Tasha said. I can take it. She sounded almost eager.

Maria heard herself say OK as well, although she wondered what she was letting herself in for, yet again. She always seemed to take the more exciting, riskier approach, especially when it came to sex.

Well, if the other two are woman enough to do it, then so am I, Annie said. We need to stick together as the Sex Busters team.

Thank you, said Carrie, beaming at them. You will need to go into training for the next three months.

What, do we have to train how to bed as many men as we can in the time? Tasha asked jokingly.

You can do that if you like, Carrie smiled back, but I was talking about getting you all super fit.

Then we bang some men, Annie said lightly.

Chapter 2 – Initiation

Maria, Tasha and Annie arrived at the army based in their civilian clothes. Apparently recruits for the Special Forces could come from civilian life, especially from something like the Police Force, so that was their cover story.

I have never felt so fit, Annie beamed as they climbed down from the bus.

There were a dozen women there, all in their early twenties. They all looked in good physical condition, as Maria had expected. They all wore mufti casual clothes.

Maria looked at the old brick buildings facing them. There were three blocks that formed three sides of a square and they had come out of the buses on the side without a building and where there was a road instead. The whole complex was surrounded by high fences and guards at the entrances.

What are those squaddies doing? Tasha indicated a group of about ten who had gathered in front of one of what Maria assumed were barrack blocks. They did not come over to say hello. More men joined them. Presumably they were there to check out the new arrivals, the ‘talent’.

A co-recruit strode over to them, short sleeves partially hiding tattoos on her arms and with a gaping midriff with a tattooed message directly on the line of her shorts saying ‘No Access’. I am Suzie, she said without a flicker of a smile on her gaunt face. She looked hard. At least she had a full head of medium length fair hair, unlike the two Maria could see with crew cuts.

Here come the big brass, Annie said, indicating with a nod.

There were three people marching towards them, one female officer next to a male with another man behind plus a couple of women not marching but pulled two big boxes with wheels. As they came closer the men wheeled left into the square whilst the woman continued towards them and then stopped in front of them stiffly.

Form in two lines in the square the woman barked at them. Leave your bags here. You can pick them up afterwards.

Maria glanced at Annie and Tasha. This was the start of their army career.

They let go of their big green floppy bags that held all their personal things and wandered over into the square. There were quite a few men now milling around in front of the barracks building to her left. The two male officers had stopped towards the middle of the square and had swung right, stiffly awaiting the gaggle of civvy women as they came over.

The female officer marched past them, saluted what Maria took to be the senior officer and swung to the right so she stood to the right of the two men, waiting for the women.

Is that two lines parallel to the officers or at right angles? Annie muttered quietly. The atmosphere certainly felt like they were not meant to chatter amongst themselves.

No idea, Maria said quietly. Just follow what the others do"

They know no more than us, Tasha countered.

Two lines of six facing south, the female officers barked, and keep an arm’s length apart.

Maria stopped behind one of the other recruits, and started the second line facing the officers and group of squaddies.

They look like they have assembled for a show, Tasha said, nodding towards the male squaddie audience, as she stood beside Maria and held her arm up to check her distance.

That was worrying me, too, Annie said as she similarly stood beside Tasha.

No talking! the woman officer snapped towards them.

The female recruits were now in two fairly good lines, with Maria, Tasha and Annie at the end of the second line.

Give more space between the lines, the woman officer shouted, there is to be an inspection.

Maria glanced at Tasha beside her and down the line of six women as her line shuffled back slightly. Hard Suzie stood in front of her. The women were in whatever they had decided to wear to come to the barracks, which was quite a selection of casual attire with the occasional military off duty type of wear. They were not dressed for an inspection that was for sure.

Tasha almost imperceptibly raised her eyebrow, noting to Maria that she was wondering what was going on as well.

I am Major Farling, the woman officer said. I am in charge of you lot, for my sins. This is Colonel Barster, in command of the special troops in these barracks, and beside him is Captain Armstrong. Whatever you were doing before joining the Special Forces you are now in the army and will always obey a senior officer, which since none of you are officers that means you obey all of us.

Major Farling paused and glared at them before she continued. As women you have to be as good as the men and no allowance is made for any weakness down to your sex. The difference you do have is that as women you have to face different challenges. We will make sure that you face these special and have the mental as well as the physical strength to surmount them. We will train you in what you should expect as a woman if taken prisoner and we will not be squeamish or hold back on that.

Maria glanced towards Tasha with her eyes but did not dare swivel her head at all. She knew full well what women may expect as prisoners of men, and the question was what they would have to face here as training for that.

Right, your training starts right now, Major Farling barked. Strip off to your bra and panties.

There was a slight pause as the women recruits took in what they had been told to do. Suzie in front did not hesitate.

Get a move on! Major Farling yelled.

Maria gradually removed her t-shirt and jeans and footwear along with the other girls. She noted the squaddies, who now numbered about fifty, watched them silently in anticipation. She was surprised that they were silent. Maybe this was a common ritual for new female, and presumably male, recruits and they had instructions from previous events to stay silent.

Maria stood to attention, as she understood it. She wore bright red bra and panties and she noted that Tasha had skimpy black one on and Annie had near see-through underwear. A large breasted lady further along the line had a ridiculously small bra on which must give her virtually no support. At least the weather was warm and sunny.

Gradually all the women finished and stood to attention.

What is that? barked Major Farling. Take it off! She pointed with her baton at a woman in the front row who had kept her vest on.

I, I don’t have a bra on, ma’am, the recruit protested.

That’s your fault, Major Farling snarled. Take it off.

The girl uncertainly grasped her vest at the bottom with both hands and pulled it up, dropping it on the floor with her other clothes.

Maria could only see from an angle from behind her, but her breasts were certainly on full show to the officers and the men watching as she stood to attention once again. A murmur of appreciation went up from the perhaps sixty or more squaddies who had gathered.

Maria doubted that the men could tell from that distance that Annie’s underwear was more or less see through, with a slight white pattern, but the officers would certainly see this when they did their inspection.

Right, Major Farling continued. You will now be inspected by Colonel Barster, and you will be required to remove anything that is not appropriate.

The three officers formed up in a line and started with Suzie in front of Maria. Colonel Barster at the front, then Major Farling in close attendance and then came Captain Armstrong.

Major Barster looked Suzie up and down. Chest out, tummy in, but otherwise good, he commented.

He moved on to the next girl. Everyone had taken note of his comment and there was an appreciable sticking out of boobs and tightening of tummy muscles. Maria did the same.

Major Barster looked at the second girl. Inappropriate bra, he commented.

Maria could see nothing wrong with it from where she stood just behind.

Take it off, instructed Major Farling.

The girl stared at them in surprise, but meekly did as instructed.

Maria noted as the bra came off that it had mock hands decorated onto the bra.

So there was a second girl topless and the Colonel moved on to look the next girl up and down. The Major stood close to him and just behind them was Captain Armstrong. The Captain was in front of the newly topless woman and he lifted his baton and used it to raise her right breast slightly, then lifted the baton up so the breast and nipple rolled past the baton with its upward movement. Maria could see the soft breast undulate with the baton movement.

Major Farling glanced back at this. Was she going to stop the Captain? Stand to attention! Chest out, she barked at the woman.

No protection there, then. The woman had hardly broken her stance despite the movement of the baton over her bare breast, but still the Major was making sure that she stayed as she was. The woman grimaced a bit but the Captain was past now and by the next woman. He placed the baton at the bottom of her left breast and looked like he might use it to lift her bra up as that was still on. However he did not and passed on to the next.

They came to the woman who was already topless. She made a point of sticking her breasts out for the officers to admire as they approached.

Very good, Colonel Barster said to her, appreciating her curves with his eyes.

Captain Armstrong just tapped her on one nipple with his baton, and smiled a slight leer at her. It was almost a ‘see you later’ leer.

The officers made their way along and Maria could not see properly what they were doing but there were no more bra removals and Captain Armstrong therefore had less to do with his baton.

The officers came round to the second line, coming in at the far end to Maria. Maria strongly suspected that Annie may have to remove her bra