She needs to learn respect.

He gets a bottle of water and removes her gag.
He waits for her response.

After a moment, she asks him if she can have some now, but in a tone that isn't submissive.

He nods, opens it and tosses a bunch of the water onto her chest.

"You need to learn to ask nicely and address me by my rank, Slave!"

She doesn't seem impressed just yet.

"I see that attitude, missy. Let's get rid of that.

Take off those bottoms. Now."

She gives him a look and tries to present her bound wrists to him to say 'Um, how?'

"I don't care how you do it. Hurry up or you'll be riding on my hood down the *bumpy* trail on the way back."

Jenni gulps and begins to try to take down the bikini bottoms, which is not easy in her current, bound state.

With alot of effort, she manages to get them down to her hips and shake them off, before stepping out of them.

The Sgt. stares down at them and sighs.

He bends over and picks them up...before rubbing them in Jenni's face aggressively!

"You should have picked them up and offered them to me. You say 'Thank you, Sgt. Major- here are my panties.'

He pulls them off of her and she takes a moment to recover from the shock.

"What do you say?"
Jenni doesn't know.

"If you don't want to get fucked hard before your bumpy ride back, you'll say 'Thank you, Sgt. Major.'"
"...thank you, Sgt. Major."

'This guy is crazy!'

He pulls her tits out of her bikini top and slaps the front of them.
He stands there expectantly until Jenni gets the hint and thanks him reluctantly.

"Now...would you like some water, slave?"