National Guard Nightmare By: Jase1010
24 photos; 5:37 video
Ugh. He should have avoided pissing off the guys in his command during this weekend National Guard stint.
Dave struggled against the chair he was stuck to. He really shouldn't have told Todd that he was getting paunchy in the gut. He shouldn't have made cracks about what a limpwrist Pete was acting like. And nevermind telling Corey not to show up next weekend because he was an embarrassment to the Guard.
Which is why he was currently tied to this chair, stuck in the basement of the guardhouse, with Corey's sweatstained hankie tied into his mouth.
They had jumped him after drills. A pillowcase had been yanked over his head, hands slapped his camo'ed butt, and he was manhandled down into this basement. They had shoved his ass into a chair. TIed his hands behind his back. His legs were securely bound to it. The pillowcase was ripped off his head.
"Cut the shit!" Dave growled. "Get me outta this!"
His four soldiers merely laughed and high-fived each other. Dave had had this coming for a long time. He started to growl some more orders, when Corey approached him and tied his gross handkerchief into his mouth.
They had used rough hemp rope, which was biting into his wrists. It seemed the more he struggled, the tighter the ropes got! He mmpphed angrily into his humiliating gag.
"Well, Sarge. We had to humiliate you and run but we think you could use a little alone time. Seeing as you find us to be such shitty Guardsmen. Maybe this will give you time to think over how to approach things in the future."
With coarse laughter, his guys exited the basement. He could see them crossing the parade field back to barracks.
Damn it! He shoved himself around in his bondage chair. The gag was drying his mouth out. He was stuck, helpless, and starting to regret his action. And Monday was very far away
The End.
Model: Wolfric
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production:09/25/2011