by Lazy Kitsune » Fri Jun 17, 2022 7:36 pm
He was clearly tempted to face fuck you then and there, his thumb pressing into your mouth and against your tongue as he grinned down at you, but he had other prey to toy with first. "Becky! Alice!" he barked, signalling to the blonde and brunette earlier. "You've both been lacking in the amount of effort you put into your training. We don't tolerate slackers, so lets see you both put some real effort in. I want the two of you to get back into sparring properly. The winner, whoever tears the others clothing off first. You're both missing items of clothing so it should be a fair fight." He walks away from you and heads to a duffle bag he had brought with him. "I planned to introduce these later on in your training, but seeing as the Field Marshal has had the foresight to approve all my actions so far wholeheartedly, I see no reason not to introduce them now."
He unzips the bag and fishes out a collar, leather and with a name tag hanging off of it. "This is exactly what it looks like girls. A collar. One for a pet, an animal. I've prepared one for every girl on in the training program in case it ever became needed. Todays the day the first people will be trying them on. And good soldiers don't get collared. Pets get collared. Toys. And thats exactly what you will be while wearing them. And until you've convinced me you'll be obedient and well trained, it'll stay on."
He fishes out a collar for each girl and walks back over to your side, smacking your face with his dick. "Keep this hard for me, will you Marshal, I've got some explaining to do." he says.
"Now, not all of you need to leave here with one of these on. You may think me mean and harsh, but I am also fair. Alice, Becky, the loser of your match will be collared, the winner earns her right to wear clothes during training again." He sets their respective collars on the ground before their sparring mat to keep it in their line of sight.
The two girls gulp, though have learned by now not to bother giving you pleading looks to save them. Whatever debate goes on their heads, they seem to both decide that this is worth putting up with to be prepared to join the Artemis Protocol.
"Josephine, you and I will spar. The Marshal will set a timer of an amount she thinks is reasonable. You don't need to win, just last longer than the timer. If you do, you get to leave here with just a few spanks. If you lose, you'll be collared."
Josephine takes a deep breath, before stretching out her arms and cracking her knuckles. She gives Warren a nod and gets on the mat, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she psyches herself up for their match.
"What about me, sir?" Haruka asks, folding her arms in front of her to try and hide just how wet she's gotten between her legs. Clearly watching you get fucked seems to have awakened something inside the girl.
Warren snorts, and chucks her her collar. "You can put that on and strip out of the rest of your clothes. Understood slut?"
She blushes and catches the collar, looking at her name printed on the tag. She holds still for a few long moments, before catching Warren glaring at her. She 'eep's and quickly strips off the rest of her clothes, letting her stiff nipples out before everyone as she tosses her top aside, before securing the collar around her neck.
"You can wait beside the Marshal and sit like a good girl. I'm sure your fellow countrywoman will have a few words of wisdom to share with you if you stay quiet and listen.
Haruka shuffles over beside you and sits down, only for Warren to cough and shake his head. "Pets don't sit like that, Haruka, people do." Warren says, gesturing to her legs.
"...Oh..." she murmurs out, shifting so she rests on her knees and palms, sitting her ass onto her ankles like a good bitch.
"Good girl, learning fast." he says, patting her head. Bringing his cock back over to you so you can finish helping keep him hard. He hands you a stop watch and then he then pulls his dick away and steps onto the mat with Josephine, taking off his shoes beforehand. "Alright, Field Marshal, whenever you're ready set the timer and count us into the match."
~Yawn