With a little coaching she brings out the Stallion in him

As Penny and Trooper Lee entered the Squadron Barracks a Sergeant motioned for Penny’s attention. While it seemed like she had some message to give, it was in fact a standard thing to do.

“Who’s the Stallion Ma’am?” the Sergeant whispered.

“Recently turned out Trooper,” Penny smiled, “Soon to be off to war. Phone please?”

The sergeant handed over the phone with a wicked grin. Penny pointed at the call roster for the desk of the Training Squadron. The Sergeant dialed the number as Penny waited with the hand set by her ear.

“Yes, this is Second Lef-tenant Churchill, did you turn out troops yesterday? Was a Trooper Lee, Brian among them? Please describe him? Yes, that’s him,” Penny looked over her shoulder at the man standing there, “Please inform the Company Sergeant Major that Trooper Lee will be a guest of the Mare Squadron tonight and exempt from roll call in the morning. God Save the Kingdom.”

Penny handed the phone back to the sergeant who smiled.

“Someone is going for a ride tonight,” The Sergeant snickered as she put the phone back.

“How much longer on the fowl?” Penny asked looking at the Sergeant’s belly.

“Three months,” the Sergeant shrugged, “God willing. Captain came in earlier singing the praises of your Third Troop. I am sure she will be pleased to see you working to ensure our boys are properly trained.”

Penny removed her helmet and went back to the trooper. Lee for his part, as awe struck as he was to be in the women’s barracks, was awestruck with lust at Penny. Part of Penny’s training had included lessons in picking up what the boys she would entertain wanted. And Penny was noticing things that made her think she was going to have fun.

“Let’s go,” Penny called to her guest and held out her arm.

The Trooper took the extended arm and Penny immediately put his arm around her waist. Penny lead themselves up to her room. On one had Penny as an officer had a room to herself, on the other that meant she was expected to entertain in her own room rather than in the special rooms set aside for the enlisted to do those things. Her room was about eight feet across and fifteen feet back and somewhat full with the desk by the door, the wardrobe and free standing closet on either wall and finally her bed taking the back wall with the window behind it.

“Go sit on the bed,” Penny ordered.

She followed him into the depths of the room stopping at the wardrobe. She put her helmet away and went to take off her gloves… Penny snuck a look at the Trooper and left the black rubber on her hands. She took off her jacket. She already knew what to ask to confirm what she thought.

“Boots on or off?” Penny asked seductively.

“On?” Lee asked as much as answered.

The Officer Trotted over to the bed with deliberate high steps.

“I think I know why you are do nervous,” Penny whispered with a husky voice, “You aren’t a virgin, I bet you have had your way with plenty of girls, that last year in the orphanage is practically a whore house… No, you are nervous because you have never had the courage to ask for what you really wanted.”

“Ma’am?” Lee asked shaking.

Penny sat on his lap side saddle style and faced the boy.

“Mistress,” Penny said, “You couldn’t help yourself when you noticed some of the mean orphanage matrons caused you to get excited. But all the other flowers just played pretty and laid back for the boys. But some of the other women who like to take charge, they scared you because they were too much…”

“Yes Mistress,” Lee whispered.

“You want someone stern, domineering, in charge, but loving, pretty almost motherly…” Penny leaned in for the kiss.

Penny was right Lee let her kiss him and passively let her take his hand and put it on her rubber covered thigh. She put her other hand around his throat and leaned forward pushing him down against her pillows. She smiled as she could feel his erection grow from a pistol round to an artillery shell against her hip.

“Hmm, you like this,” Penny teased, “Are you going to be a good little boy?”

“Yes Mistress,” Lee said very enthusiastically.

Penny leaned forward and moved her hand to cradle the back of the young man’s neck pushing his face into her mostly exposed bosom. She could feel his heavy breathing and still growing erection in his pants under her.

“You always liked the rubber gloves the matrons wore,” Penny teased, “But you couldn’t figure out why… Here’s a little secret, I like them too.”

Penny released him and stood up. She relished the disappointed look that she had got up. But soon he realized it was for the better. She expertly had his boots off, his trousers on the floor and his tunic and shirt open. She managed to snap her fingers in the rubber gloves and Lee got up and out of his shirt and tunic. Penny undid the black zippers at the side of her hot pants and had them off. She picked up the Trooper’s hat and pushed the man back down on the bed. With one hand she put his hat back on with the other steadied herself as she climbed up. Putting her leather boot clad legs against his she got into what the Yanks called “Cowgirl” position and lowered herself on to the Trooper’s Artillery Shell sized manhood.

“Time for your first ride Trooper,” Penny did her best to mix warm and maternal, lusty, and authoritarian into her voice, “Let’s start a trot now Trooper.”

Penny had to admit he was pleasing her needs much better than so many other men had. It took him no time at all to start hitting her sweat spots.

“Yes Trooper,” Penny ordered, “Now up the pace! Faster!”

“Yes Mistress!” Lee barked.

Penny grabbed one of his nipples in her rubber gloved hand and that caused the young man to buck even harder.