New order, new challenges

The next day again went according to the new norm. The Captain teased the soldiers during the regular daily activities and flaunted her more or less dressed body; for the evening it was going to be much less. Sarah had lost a skirt and panties, and intended to satisfy the terms of the deal. That meant she would need to spend the evening at the canteen crotchless; but that should not be such a big deal for the Camp’s Whore, shouldn’t it? And it should definitely satisfy the soldiers. She had just the right outfit for such an occasion. Sarah put on a bodystocking, but a different one than what she had worn on earlier occasions, and not just because it was pink. It was also made of intricate patterns, but none of them were opaque enough to cover her skin; this item was not intended as a part of an outfit, but as sexy lingerie. It was also crotchless, so no-one could accuse Sarah of cheating regarding the lack of panties. To spice things up even further the Captain decided to use a small jewelled anal-plug, also pink. A pair of white pumps of fifteen centimetre tall heels completed the outfit; no-one could have any doubts that they were dealing with the Camp’s Whore. The inner exhibitionist might have been rejoicing, but there was enough decency left in Sarah to feel slightly ashamed; that was not enough to stop her though. It was the inner conflict, the struggles between reason and lust that made all the endeavours a lot more exciting.

The soldiers’ reaction when their Captain entered the canteen did not disappoint either, they whistled and cheered loudly for a while. When they quieted down Sarah finally got the chance to speak.

“Today I’m going to win both my skirt and panties back,” she announced.

“But we’re only playing one staked game each day, so you can’t win both,” one of the privates replied.

“You’re a clever bunch of perverts, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir!”

The Captain knew that the soldiers would try to dissuade her, if she wanted to play the billiards right away, so she did not even try. Plus she had not exposed her body publicly just to cover it right away. Again they played darts and air hockey, because these two games offered the best opportunity to admire Sarah’s body. Today she was mentally prepared and, despite the plug inside of her butt, she was able to focus on the game. She won both of them, so the entire evening would be spent sober, but neither of the soldiers seemed to be overly disappointed. Speaking of anal plug, it got spotted quite swiftly and was also rewardeded with whistling and cheering, although not as loud; but the lewd comments continued throughout the night, further rejoincing Sarah’s inner exhibitionist. She had no intentions of having anal sex with any of the soldiers, she was wearing the toy more to tease the men… and herself; its mental impact was much greater than the physical one.

Of course, the blowjobs also took place before the game of billiards. The Captain sucked six cocks and swallowed their cumshots while sitting on a couch with her legs spread wide, she also rubbed her clit; this was when the anal plug might have had the greatest impact. But ultimately the six privates had an orgasm and Sarah did not, which was definitely a handicap for the next challenge. By the time she swallowed the sixth load she was undeniably horny and her pussy was wet. To exhibit the latter to the audience she shoved two fingers into her vagina and fingered herself for a short moment. She then withdrew the digits and diligently licked them both clean; the men reacted to the spectacle the same way they usually did.

“All right, boys,” the Captain stood up from the couch, “I’m on a winning streak today and I don’t intend to break it. Which one of you should I beat in billiards today?”

Private Peter stepped forward.

“Me,” he said, “but I’m going to win,” he added with a grin.

“You wish!” Sarah replied and matched his smile.

She had no intention of throwing the game, but was not exactly certain whether she wanted to win it. The sheer excitement of the challenge was better than the outcome itself; and there was still one more thing to settle.

“How about we raise the stakes?” the Captain asked, “we’ll make the game even more interesting?”

“What do you propose?”

Sarah was once again thinking on her feet.

“Regardless of the result of the game I’ll get all of my clothes back and if you lose YOU will have to skip one chance to fuck me,” the last remark was addressed at Peter, “but if you win the prize will be much greater as well. I’ll give you three options and you’ll all vote on which one to pick before the game starts.

Option one - I’ll spend the entire next day completely naked, apart from shoes that is.

Option two - I’ll bring two of my largest dildos and fick both of my holes with them until I cum.

Option three - I’ll take off the bodystocking and everyone will get the chance to touch me however they like for one minute.

I’m proposing a change of rules in the middle of the game, so it’s only fair if we take a vote. Let’s do it military style. Everyone out!”

To claim that the soldiers were surprised would be an understatement, but they obeyed nevertheless. Once everyone was outside the Captain commanded:

“Form a line.”

When the soldiers were ready she ordered:

“Attention!”

She strode along the entire line, dressed in just bodystocking, with a butt-plug inside of her ass, her heels clicking on the pavement. All cocks were standing to attention as well.

“At ease,” the Captain said when she reached the end of the line, “everyone who agrees to the change of rules, step forward.”

Thirty six men stepped forward.

“Step back. Everyone who wants Option one as a prize, whole day naked, step forward.”

Five men did.

“Step back. Everyone who wants Option two, dildo fucking, step forward.”

Eight men did.

“We seem to have a winner, but we’ll do the formalities anyway. Step back. Everyone who wants Option three, touching, step forward.”

The rest, twenty three men, did.

“It is decided. Step back, match into the canteen,” the Captain commanded, “you still need to win the game.”

The whole voting process allowed Sarah to calm down a bit, she was still aroused, but now she could focus a bit better; she still was not certain whether she wanted to win or lose though, but determined to play as best as she could. Peter no longer looked as confident as previously, the stakes were now higher both ways and the soldiers knew that the Captain was a formidable player. The audience watched the game excited, they cheered for their champion and admired Sarah’s exposed body. The Captain was still distracted by her own partial nudity and the anal plug, but not nearly as badly as on the previous day. Peter’s drop in confidence caused by the increased stakes negatively impacted his play. Ultimately Sarah won, to the great disappointment of the entire platoon.

“So the entire voting was for naught,” the Captain said with a seductive smile, “but I’m not a mean winner, so I’ll remain in my current outfit for one dance. Then it’ll be time to go to the bedroom.”

The cheer was not overly enthusiastic, the soldiers were still disappointed by the loss, but they appreciated Sarah’s little bonus for them.

The dance was fun, especially for the Captain’s partner, but the other soldiers enjoyed watching them as well. Peter was that partner, it was a consolation prize for him, because he would need to skip one round of fucking. The private was handsy, as was to be expected, but their activity was still actually dancing and Sarah found it pleasant.

The new order for the evening sex turned out to be a good idea, although the sex itself looked very much like on the previous day. The largest difference was the anal plug which the Captain kept in throughout the entire evening; despite its small size it greatly amplified all of the sensations. Sarah once again played the role of a teacher, but she obtained from the men what she had wanted and believed that next time they would be better.