Why I am Who I am 4

This starts my time in the Army. There was rape and some good money to be made. Of course the money came at the cost of my ass.

Sorry it took me a while to get this done. A girl got to work sometimes. Till I can get paid for all my sexy stories. lol. Now on to chapter 4.

Candy I I landed in Germany in the middle of the Kuwait war. We thought we were very lucky not to be sent to the Middle East. But almost as soon as we arrived in Frankfurt. We were split up. I was sent to Mannheim. Candy went to Stuttgart. We hugged. Told each other we would stay in touch. But it was hard. And we drifted apart quickly.
I met my First sergeant, and Commander, Which both seemed Pleased to meet me. I spent the first 30 days hanging around the motor pool getting to know my squad and in processing. Learning a little bit of German, So I wouldn’t be totally lost. I was taken out a few times. The guys were complete gentleman. They showed me were all the bars were. And I started to feel like I was putting all the bad stuff behind me.
Then came my first trip to Frankfurt airport. For those that didn’t read part 3 I was a truck driver. And we were there to pick up supplies from the airport and bring it to the rail yard back in Mannheim. We had gotten to the airport a little late and by the time we were loaded up. My sergeant, who I was driving with said we would just stay the night there. There was a small bed in the back of our truck. But I was getting nervous. Sergeant Davis was a large black man much like Mr. Ben. Only he was a lot younger. He seemed to notice how nervous I was and told me not to worry.
I tried not to be. We went to eat. Then stopped by the px for snacks and drinks. Then back to the truck to keep an eye on things.
Sergeant Davis said I should walk around the truck keep an eye on things first while he took a nap. One can only walk around a truck so long before it becomes a very boring job. I watched the air crew load and unloaded planes. Trucks pulling up and leaving. We were parked in a quiet spot. But not far away the airport was busy as always. Around 22:00 I woke sergeant Davis up. He made me a small drink of rum and coke. Which he said was just to help me sleep. I thought it was nice of him. I laid down and the rum and coke seemed to work very well.
The next thing I remembered was trying hard to wake up. Someone was on top of me. I was having sex with someone. But for some reason I couldn’t even open my eyes. Then my legs were on the unseen man as he drove his cock into me hard. Then I went out again. Then sometime later I realized I was being turned over I someone was on my back. They were trying to shove their dick in my ass. I tried to call out. I could hear myself mumbling my words as they sodomize me. I remember the throbbing cock in my ass as it came hard, filling me up with someone’s cum and I didn’t even know what the man looked like. This happened off and on all night. It was close to 09:00 when sergeant Davis woke me up.
“ hey, we have to get going. Get your clothes on private Jones. (Which was my new name because no one called me Jen anymore)
I woke up and realized it wasn’t a dream. There was dried cum all over me, in me. I was a mess.
“ you rapped me. How could you do this to me?”
“ I didn’t Rape you. I sold your ass to a few guys. Now get dressed and I fill you in on the way back.”
He threw me a protein bar, and a bottle of water. Then he started the truck and we were moving. I used my underwear to wipe off most of the come that had dried on my face or on my ass. I shoved my underwear up my cunt to try to soak up the mess that was left behind. My ass was this on fire. And there was little I could do about it. When I was somewhat presentable, I pulled the curtain back and sat down in the passenger seat.
I just sat there quietly, staring out the windshield.
“Hey private, don’t go getting mad. You made a lot of money last night.”
Sergeant Davis reached into his pocket and handed me a wad of $20 bills.
“That’s $400 dollars”
“ should I say thanks for rapping me?”
“ You should sit there and listen. You can tell whoever you want. I’m a well liked NCO. And you are a piece of shit, private. I’ll tell them that you got drunk and walked off. Came back just in time. Looking like you partied all night. Or you can keep your mouth closed and just enjoy the fact that you made some good money. This can be a good thing if you play along. It can get really bad for you if you don’t”
I sat there wondering what I should do. It was happening again. It was just like the bus driver. I didn’t have anyone to talk to about it. And sergeant Davis was right, I was just a private. They would probably believe him no matter what I said.
“ I assume you put some kind of Drug in my drink?”
“ yeah”
“ can I have another one. I just got fucked all night sergeant. I Think I deserve a nap on the way back to Mannheim.”
Sergeant Davis smiled, reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of pills.
“ just take half of one that should put you out for a few hours.”
We got back and he woke me up. I went back to the barracks and took a long, hot shower. The inside of my legs were bruised. I don’t know how many people he had sleep with me, but it was enough to leave bruises all over my body. The money was good. I thought about what I was there for. I had joined the Army to get away from home. I needed the money to start my life when I got out. There was nothing I could really do about my situation. So I put the money in my savings account. And showed up for PT the next morning.
“ sergeant Davis, Can I talk to you?”
“ What do you want private Jones?”
“ I’d like to know your first name?”
“ Charles. But you will call me, Sergeant”
“ You can call me private. Or Jen. Or your little whore. I guess I don’t have much of a choice. I don’t mind playing the game. But I do want the people I sleep with to be safe. And I need to get on birth control. I’m assuming I can go to the doctors office for that today? Or do you need me to hang around the truck?”
sergeant Davis smiled.
“ i’ll take care of the truck I’ll make sure it’s fueled up for tomorrow’s run. You don’t have to worry too much, All the guys that I get for you will be in the military. They’ve all been tested. So it’s about as safe as you can get. Go ahead and go to the doctor get on your birth control. You’re going to need it.”
He laughed. And my asshole twitched. I was so fucked. Literally .
I went to the doctor and of course I had to be examined before they would just give me my birth control. Dr Hammem walked in with I was undressed with my feet in the stirrups. She had had a look of discussed and pity on her face when she looked between my legs.
“ private Jones, who did this to you? Were you raped?”
“ No, my boyfriend just got a little rough. He just came back from the field. I guess he was a little excited.”
“ I’ve seen a lot of cunts private. Don’t try to bullshit me”
“ I’m not bullshitting. Please, I just need my birth control”
“ when was your last Period?”
“ three months ago. But I’m not pregnant. I’ve always been a little irregular.”
“ Really?”
“ really. I’ve always been off a few months. Them they come back for a few months.”
“ well, I think we should run some tests then. You didn’t say anything about this when you came in to the military?”
“ no one asked me “
“ Will do some test, I don’t want you driving until we get the results back. And tell your boyfriend not to be so rough. You might even tell him not to invite his buddies over. Because you’re not fooling me. I don’t mind taking care of you. I can make whoever is doing this to you stop Doing it. But I can’t help you if you don’t let me. “
“ I just need some birth control please “
“ After the test, come back next Tuesday for the results”
The dr left and I went back to the motor pool to find sergeant Davis.
“ I can’t drive. The dr seem to think I was raped or something. I’m grounded for the next week.”
“ you say anything Bitch?”
“Nope, I know better than that. And while we are talking about this. I don’t want anyone in the company knowing I do this. It’s hard enough being one of the only females here. I don’t wanna be treated like a piece of meat by my own guys I work with. If you’re gonna play the part of my pimp. I want you to watch my back. Someone comes up and pat my ass. You better take care of it.”
“ You’re damn right I’ll take care of it. You play with me, You play by the rules, And I’ll watch your back. Someone patch your Ass, Our Court, Marshall them. But you better take care of that money maker. I want you at PT every morning. You were on 2 miles after work. You keep that Cunt tight.”
“ that won’t be a problem, just don’t schedule too many days like last night in a row. I need a few days to heal”
“ it’s a deal”
“ should we get a hotel and make this partnership official?”
“ My room is just up the block.”
“ Yeah, so is mine, But I’m sure you don’t wanna be seen coming out of my room, And I don’t wanna be seen coming out of yours, I think he made enough money To afford a hotel room for us.”
“ You sure are bossy bitch”
“ you may be the pimp, But I’m the money maker. Don’t forget it.”
Sergeant Davis smiled and walked me out to his car. Where we drove to town and found a nice hotel that was not visited by very many military people.
He had me strip off my clothes as soon as we walked in the door. Then he told me to take off his. I was expecting to see a nice big cock but he was about 7 inches. Thick like Mr. Ben was.
I sucked on it till it grew hard and was difficult to get into my mouth. Then I crawled on the bed on my hands and knees, turned around and told him it was time for him to see what everyone would be paying for.
“ that sure looks like a hundred dollar ass”
“ damn right it is. Come over here and try it out. Just not to rough. I see the doctor again next Tuesday “
Sergeant Davis stroke his cock as he got onto the bed. And in one smooth motion grab my ass. Parted my lips with the head of his dick and drove it home hard. I wasn’t that wet, and it was a little painful. But a few strokes later I was dripping on the sheets and calling his name.
“ fuck me, Charles, God You’re making that dick touch every place I need it. Keep doing it like that”
He wasn’t much of a talker. He just kept a nice steady rhythm and it was all I needed. My cunt squeezed his cock as my orgasm took hold of me. It call Charles to lose control and he came right along with me. That thick cock was throbbing inside me. And we both laid there catching our breath . We ordered some food and did it again before falling asleep. Early the next morning he fucked me again and then took me back to base just in time for PT where we ran 5 miles with the company. My twat was screaming for a shower by the end of the run. The women in my barracks seem to know what was happening. I saw their eyes glancing at my body. My red swollen lips were hard to miss between my legs. I shaved a little too close I guess. They were all sluts. It wasnt like I was the only girl who got fucked there. I was just the only one who was getting paid for it. The other women were there looking for a husband or just a fling while they were overseas. But I had a mission. I was going to be rich before I left Germany. If I had to fuck 50 guys a day and I had hemorrhoids before I left. As long as I didn’t catch anything I couldn’t get rid of I didn’t care. When life happens you lemons, Most girls made lemonade, I was going to make a lemon meringue pie, And enjoy eating it all the way back to Kentucky.
The doctor had some sad news when I made it back there.
“There’s a tumor on your uterus. It’s not cancerous, but it does need to come off. I’m afraid you won’t be able to have children after this”
“ I wasn’t planning on having children anyway doctor. “
“ you’re very young. You may change your mind about that after a few years. “
“ but like you said. It has to be done right. So just do it. “
“ there are counselors, if you need someone to talk to private”
“ I’ll let you know if I need someone. Thanks. Let’s get this done as quickly as possible. I don’t want people to think I’m riding sick call and playing the girl card. I need my Command, do you think I’m pulling my weight.
“ I understand, We can schedule the surgery for tomorrow”
So another 8 weeks before I was cleared for sex. And it was just in time. Sergeant Davis and I took the truck to Frankfurt airport the Friday after I was cleared. We went there with a convoy. But our engine was making a funny noise and Sergeant Davis thought that we should have the motor pool check it out before we head back. I almost laughed when my first sergeant said he understood. Without questioning anything.
“ bad news, I don’t think our truck will be fixed until Monday. Looks like a long weekend of sitting around. “
“ that’s terrible! Whatever will we do Sergeant Davis?” I laughed and we fell into bed. Sergeant Davis fucked me hard and long then he was nice enough to lube my ass up before he headed out to find me some customers. He was good at his job. He came back to the truck with 5 other guys. They each paid him and one at a time they crawled up in the cab of the truck and I pulled the curtain back on my little cot to show them what they paid for. Then they took me hard and long. I only had one of the men cum so quick that I felt sorry for him. So I sucked his cock till he was hard again and I rode him to his second orgasm. Along with my third or fourth, I stopped counting. I didn’t have much with me to clean up with. So each men got sloppy seconds, fourths and eights. I fucked a lot of them that night. The next morning Sergeant Davis brought me Breakfast in bed. And it was a good thing. I didn’t think I could walk. I got a few hours of sleep and I was back at it. By 15: 00 I was sucking cock and my asshole was a gaping mess. All night I had a steady line outside the door to my truck. By Sunday afternoon I was too sore to do anymore.
Please Charles, We’ve made enough money, I can’t so loose. I can barely feel a dick in it. I don’t think I’m gonna shit for a week. Seriously, look at my asshole . It’s a slick mess back there. Let’s just take the day off and rest. “
“ I waited 8 weeks for your ass to start making money. You aren’t the only one who wants to go back home rich bitch. How about you just take a few pills and I’ll make sure they don’t get too rough with you. I’ll make sure you stay lubed up.”
My holes were sore as shit. But I knew he was right. This wasn’t going to be easy. If I was going to be a prostitute. I was going to have to put out even when I didn’t feel like it.
“ OK, Charles, Give me the pills. Just make sure my asshole stays lubed up. I swear to God if I wake up and my ass is bleeding, I’m blaming you.”
He smiled and fixed me a drink. 10 minutes later I was asleep. And dreaming of the never ending dick that was coming my way. I remember being rolled over a few times. And I remember feeling a cool rag run across my face I assumed it was Charles cleaning me up. Monday morning I woke up when the Truck started.
“ OK, private up you go. Time to get going “
“ what you want me to drive “
“ I’ve been up for 24 hours. It wasn’t that easy watching over you “
“ look at me. My nipples are red as shit. Fuck me, my pussy feels like someone ran a train through it. No, just fuck no. I’m sleeping on the way home. I’m the money maker. And my ass needs a break. “
Charles look mad at me. Then he unzipped his pants and brought his cock to my face. I gave him a nice blowjob which ended with him fucking my throat . But after so many dicks had been down my throat. I don’t think it bothered me too much. I had a belly full of cum and Charles jumped in the driver seat and drove us all the way back home.
Even though it was a winter We drove through the windows down. The whole truck smelled like sex. Charles handed me $1700. I did a quick math problem and I figured out that I had slept with over 140 men that weekend . I sure felt like I had too. I remember I enjoyed the first twenty or so. But after that it was just one dick after another. I was out of commission for a week. But my holes slowly slipped back into place. And I was back in business by the next trip.

Well that’s the end of this chapter. Things got a little crazy and that. But I have to go to bed and work in the morning. So you’ll have to wait for the next chapter.
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