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Sarah's orgasm reached a crescendo, her body trembling uncontrollably as waves of intense pleasure washed over her. She bit down on her pillow, but the moans escaped, muffled yet unmistakable in the quiet barracks. Her muscles clenched and released in rhythmic spasms, each one more powerful than the last, until she finally collapsed back, exhausted.

As she lay there, catching her breath, she heard the creak of a floorboard outside her bunk. Her heart raced as she realized someone was standing there, listening. She froze, her mind racing with panic, wondering who it could be and how much they had heard.

The creak of the floorboard was followed by the sound of boots scuffling against the concrete floor. Sarah's heart pounded as a figure emerged from the shadows, the dim light of the barracks catching the outline of a female soldier she recognized—Corporal Müller, known for her sharp tongue and relentless teasing. Müller's voice cut through the silence, laced with amusement and a hint of mockery.

"Wow, did you have fun? It's wet in here," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she fanned the air dramatically. "I didn't know the barracks had a sauna. Mind if I join?"

Sarah's face burned with embarrassment as Julia's mocking words hung in the air. She wanted to disappear, to sink into the mattress and never resurface. Julia's laughter echoed softly, a sharp contrast to the heavy silence that followed Sarah's orgasm.

"Maybe next time, use a dildo," Julia teased, her voice low but carrying enough edge to make Sarah cringe. "Just saying." With that, Julia turned on her heel and walked back to her bed, leaving Sarah alone with her mortification. The barracks seemed to close in around her, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on her chest.