What kind of 'fun' does he have in mind?
A final show of power.
Sgt. Major was nearly done tying her up.
It was the tightest hogtie in recent memory.

'What's this creep going to do next,' she thinks.
"I bet you're thinking something like 'What is this handsome, virile man going to do to me next,' right?"
'Something like that.'
He chuckles to himself.
"Well, it's quite simple. Now that you can't move...You can't right?"
Jenni shakes her head.
"Right. So now that you can't move, I'm going to put you in a nice, dry place. Up we go!"
He scoops her up unceremoniously after stepping into the nearby pit.
She's turned on her side, which, shock of shocks, faces one of the cameras...

He sets her down on her stomach in the pit.
More hot, dry sand.
I bet that feels great on the nipples.
"Well, the Sun is about at its peak," he says, "So I'll just leave you here to tan for a little while."
He's not kidding.

An hour later, he returned.
"Still nice and dry down there?"
A broken Jenni just nods.
"Wow, you're quite hot to the touch," he says, rubbing her ass, "Want to get out of this direct sun?"
She nods.
"Good. So you have two options...
Option 1- You say 'Take me back to my Master and this all ends.'
Option 2- You keep resisting your Training and I'll bury you in this pit with just your head sticking out...if you're lucky."
He leans in close and goes to remove her gag to get her answer.

"What do you say?"
"Take me back to my Master. Please, Sgt. Major!"
He smiles and picks her back up from the ground.
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