Drafted and Shafted
It was World War II and I just couldn't go to war... but Sarge figured out the pretty girl in town was really one of his deserters... and he has a special kink, and a way I'll be part of the Army....
He had me on my knees, sucking his cock… saying “Caught you, boy! Only you’re way too pretty to call boy with you dressing up, painting those nails, and deserting like a coward.. Like a WOMAN! ”
All I could do was keep sucking… and begging, “Please don’t turn me in! {slurp} They’ll shoot me! I’ll {slurp} do anything {slurp}"
“That’s right, sweetheart…" he growled as his cock got harder in my mouth, "You’ll do anything and EVERYTHING for me! Well, the army will pay for me to have a wife so I’m drafting YOU… but your uniform is that skirt and lipstick and a nice pair of tits and the best slit the doc can give you!”
“{slurp} tits? {slurp} slit?!?”
“You’ll cook and clean this place and keep my bed warm taking care of me like a woman takes are of her man. No more running, hell no more shoes you CAN run in! You’re mine, and you stay on your knees where you belong.”
And I knew I'd be serving my country… from my knees…