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After the Gulf War the Corps had no place to put me. I made the error of accepting a promotion to Major in July, I figured this war was going to happen, I might as well be in charge. I should have stayed at the comfortable rank of Captain, but I guess I wanted to be a big shot. The war was over, I was sitting around waiting for the next thing to do. Col. McBride called me in and told me that I had been RIF’d (Reduction In Force) I was out of a job. 18 1/2 years in the U.S. Marine Corps down the fucking drain.

After some soul searching I decided it was time to go back to school and work on my Doctorate. I fucking hate school, but I hate hanging around looking for something to do, even more. So, I ended up in Texas. Big fucking deal. Uncle Sam has to pay the freight so who cares. I end up living in an apartment complex full of snot-nosed mama’s boy types. I had never seen such a bunch of weird fuckers in my life. 12 weeks on the Island and I could make men out of these little homo bastards…or I’d end up killing them. After all, that’s what Marines do, they kill, and they die. It’s a great job. But this Marine is going to be smart now, he’s gonna be a P H fucking D.

I buckled down and went to work. I had a mission, I had a goal, I had no choice but to finish, and finish I will, in true Marine Corps fashion. Things got better, I was not so repulsed by the assholes who walked around wearing sweatshits that say B.U.M. Equipment and wearing their fucking hats backwards. What the fuck exactly is B.U.M. equipment? Is that some shit that the fudge-packers use? And if you can’t wear your cover squared away, get rid of the fucker, and get a fucking haircut too!

Let me tell you a little more about Major Warren Mansfield. I was born to be a Marine. I spent my lifetime getting to where I am today. I worked hard, I played every sport there was, and I fought every asshole in my school just so I could learn to live with pain. I went to college and got my degree, then off to the University of Science Music and Culture (U.S.M.C.) 12 weeks at Parris Island, the best, most memorable days of my life. I was hit, I was kicked, I was slapped, punched and pissed on. I ate constantino wire and pissed napalm. I learned to do what I was bred to do. I learned how to be a killing machine. One year later I lead my troops into a small village in Viet Nam, and I got to see first hand what a blown-up skull looks like. Sure I was a young Lieutenant, but I felt like a seasoned war dog by the time we secured that little piece of commie heaven.

Then that asshole Nixon decided to pussy foot us right the fuck out of Nam, I wasn’t done yet. I left a job undone, but that was the only time. You may want to ask some ragheads in Saudi Arabia about me. Of course they can’t talk because they’re dead, but if they could…

So, here I am, a frustrated Marine. I hate this school, I hate this state, and I damn sure hate being a civilian. I also hate sitting around my apartment while shitbirds on roller blades zip by my window. I was thinking how nice a length of piano wire would be, right about neck level. Then I decided to go for a beer. Like a fool I headed for the local student hangouts, I found the company to be repulsive. So I bought a six-pack of Lone Star and headed back. On the way I stopped to get a pizza. I was standing there waiting for my pizza and I saw this girl. For some reason I was very attracted to her. She smiled, I nodded. I turned away, but only for a moment. When I looked back she was talking with her friends. I got my pizza and headed for the door, but on the way I walked to her table. Now, this is not my type of woman, first of all, I have a daughter in Okinowa that is the same age. But I thought maybe this is what I need, a little something different.

I walked to her and said “Hi, I’m Major…I mean, Warren, how are you?” She looked up, she seemed pleased that I had approached. “Hello, I’m Donna…” I stood silent, I was not sure what to say next, but this came to me “Well, at the risk of being rude to your friends, I have a pizza and a six pack and no one to help me get rid of it. Are you interested?” She giggled as she and the other girls looked at each other, she asked them “Do you mind?” They all encouraged her to go with me.

We walked back to my apartment and talked a little on the way. I think she was more nervous than I, but not too much more. Sure, I have fucked many pretty women, that’s the other thing Marines do besides kill and die, we fuck. This one, though, had me wondering. I think she was going to be a challenge. We got inside and she commented how nicely I kept the place. That is another thing we do, we clean things. I got us some plates and mugs and we ate and drank and I did my macho Marine stories for her. She was different than a lot of the others, she actually seemed interested in where I had been and in what I had done.

It was getting late, and I was getting horny looking at this woman’s breasts. They were very nice, and she had no bra. I guess she knew I was looking at them because she smiled and said, “I could give you a closer look Major.” I chuckled, she knew I was very interested in seeing them closer. I moved toward her, she pulled back a little. “You planning on getting laid Major?” I got all serious now, “I don’t like a tease…so, let’s make a decision here!”

I don’t know if it was my forcefullness or the fact that she wanted to get fucked, but she got serious too, “Well Sir, I’d oblige, but I’ve got my period.” Marine instinct took over now. I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her body to me. I looked in her eyes and planted a kiss on her lips. My tongue slammed deep into her mouth, I tickled her gums and the roof of her mouth with the tip, all the while I was undoing her pants and letting my hand wander over her cunt. I felt the string of her tampon. I lowered her pants and brought them over her shoes, her pussy was vulnerable to me now. I removed the tampon and brought my mouth to the opening. She gasped as I let my tongue enter her, licking all over her beautiful cunt. There is one thing this Marine loves, and that is eating pussy, I can do it for hours, and I don’t care if she is on her period, it still makes me hotter than hell to do it.

My mouth continued to make a full-scale assault on her wetness as I stopped to remove my clothes. She looked at me and said “I want to be your slave Major….please?” She was almost begging me to be her master. Suddenly I was back at Lejune, preparing myself to drill troops, to bring them down as low as whale shit then build them back up til they were Marines, that is what I was going to do to this woman, I was going to destroy her, then rebuild her, only better than she was.

“Ok, you little worthless bitch…you think you have what it takes to fuck a Marine? I don’t think so, I think you are a little cockteasing, pussy playing slut…you don’t have enough wet cunt to satisfy the cock of a fucking piss ant and you think you can make a Marine cum?” I could see she was becoming more aroused, but she was a little scared too, after all, she was seeing a different side of me. I picked up my t-shirt and wiped off my face, her juices were all over me. I took the shirt and tied her hands behind her back. “In case you get any idea that you are going to touch me.” I had a hardon that was well-hidden behind my briefs. I decided to deploy that particular missile, and let her see just what was coming later.

“See this! This is genuine U.S.M.C. issue Cockmeat! It’s gonna have a fun time reaming your tight little ass BITCH!” With that I grabbed a hand full of her beautiful hair and assisted her from the sofa, with my left hand I ripped her shirt off in one fell swoop letting her breasts hang free, her nipples hard and ready for play. “You ready to learn how to treat a Marine?” She wimpered “Yes Major…” I slapped her hard on the ass, “You’re in training bitch, you’ll speak when spoken to, you’ll answer ‘Sir yes sir’ and I wanna hear you, not listen for some squeely little pissy prissy fucking cunt voice, I wanna hear it loud and clear got that!” She was almost breathless as I screamed this into her face. “Sir YES Sir!” I knew I had her now. I was sure this was going to be fun.

I dragged her into the head and started the shower going, the water was hot, steam was building up as I lifted her into the stall. The hot water was burning her skin as I saw her wince. “What’s the matter recruit, water too hot for your tender fucking skin?” She was gasping as she replied “Sir NO sir, it’s fine SIR!” I reached in and took a nipple between two fingers and pinched. “You are letting these lose their squared away look..I want them hard DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?”

“SIrrr Yesss Sirr…” She got the words out just barely” “BULLSHIT I CAN”T HEAR YOU!” “SIR YES SIR” She replied. I left her there under the hot spray, by now her body was getting used to the hot water. I left the room. I returned and walked to the shower. I slowly brought my hand to her right breast, her head was tilted back and the water was splashing over her face, her eyes closed. As my hand touched her breast she screamed as the ice cube in my palm touched her hot soft nipple and brought it back to reality. I held it there, she winced in painful pleasure. The ice melted and left a trail of cold water down her chest and torso.

I joined her in the shower and took the massager wand off of the wall. I lowered the temperature of the water and turned it to pulse. I brought it to her pussy and spread her swollen lips with my fingers, the spray shooting all over her very wet hole. I teased at her clit with the pulsing spray, I let it scald her tight asshole. She moaned in pleasure as I brought my hand to her ass again with a sturdy slap. I got up to her face and yelled “I never told you to make a sound! You know the rules, this is for my pleasure not yours, if you want pleasure go find a fucking sailor and pay him ten bucks!” I brought my hand to her breast and gave a strong pinch. My cock was hard and probing against her ass as I pulled her towards me, my other hand bringing the shower massager to her clitoris and letting it splash freely against it. She was doing all she could to suppress the moans and she was standing still, frozen as the hot water pleased her hardened clit.

I let her come from the shower massager. Then I took her by the arm and removed her from the shower. I dragged her by the t-shirt that still bound her hands and we went to the bedroom. I pushed her beautiful wet body onto the bed, my hands entwined themselves in her hair, I pulled her mouth to my cock and said “Now, show me that you are worth a shit, not that I think you ever could be, but take this Marine in your mouth and fuck me with your throat. You fuck up and touch my cock with one tooth and I will rip out your eyes and fuck your skull.”

Without hesitation she enveloped my cock, it was great, she hungrily, and with utter abandon sucked and licked my cock, in a way that I had never had it done. I felt the head of my cock as it slid into her throat, her breathing was intense and I felt the warm exhalations from her nostrils as she plunged my cock deeper into her warm mouth and throat.

I felt my balls getting tight and a rush came over my body. I pulled her mouth off of my cock as I spewed a hot splash of my jism onto her face, she tried to lick it up as each stream hit her face and lips, but I commanded her, “No, let it drip!” I wanted to revel in the site of her in front of me with my cum dripping on her face. “Now you may clean it up and me too!”

I then rolled her over onto her back, she was most uncomfortable with the t-shirt still binding her hands. I spread her legs and went down on her again, this time I prodded her swollen cunt with my fingers, letting them go into her as deeply as I could. My thumb made an attempt to enter her ass, she squirmed as if to avoid my intrusion. I stopped my ministrations to her cunt and slapped her across the breasts…”Stay still….I’m not wrestling aligators in a fucking Louisianna swamp! I’m eating pussy and I don’t like to have to fight for it! Understand me?” She cried out “Sir Yes Sir” I returned to her beautiful muff and started licking her again. My thumb once again made its way to her ass, this time she froze solid as I let it puncture its way inside. I heard a faint whimper as it slid in. I held it there and continued to slurp her juices which by now were abundant.

I decided to let sweet Donna reach a climax with my tongue. My fingers still probing, my tongue still licking, she came with a great deal of force. As she began to recover from her climax I returned to her swollen clit and sucked as hard as I could, she erupted once again, her whole body shaking, I nibbled her stomach and navel, and then traced my tongue back down her torso and over her pussy, I continued to lick and nibble while she still shook from the aftershock of orgasm, my finger lightly touching her labia as I let my teeth sink into her thigh. Not enough to draw blood, but enough to make her sit up and take notice as she erupted once again.

I removed the t-shirt and mounted her, my cock found its way into her cunt and we melted together. We were moaning and sighing and trying to breath, our tongues entwined in a deep sexy passionate kiss, I brought her to another orgasm as she dug her nails into my back. I told her to yell “Semper Fi!” She kept moaning, I grabbed her hair and pulled it lightly “I said SAY IT NOW….” She took a deep breath and with all of her strength she yelled “Semper Fi SIR!” With that I unloaded my hot seed into her awaiting cunt, she had proven that she was worthy of Major Warren Mansfield of the United States Marine Corps.

Things were tough as heck. Golly, I had engaged in unprotected deviant sex with a coed and everything. Oh well, I woke up and decided to read my news on the computer which I keep next to my super Nintendo. Anyhow, a bunch of people thought I was crude. I was so upset. I had to talk to someone about it. So, being a true Marine, at least by the today’s Army definition I watched Mr. Rogers Neighborhood and had a glass of ovaltine.

Life sure has changed for Maj. Mansfield. Ya, now I enjoy the finer things in life, like bowling, little hershey’s kisses (I love the holiday ones, such pretty colors) and listening to Richard Marx on my CD player, he is soooo sensitive. I think I might join one of those square dance clubs. You can meet nice girls there, perhaps go for a malted and a burger afterward, maybe hold hands. Yup, that’s me, from Annapolis to Sesame Street. I can be a tough guy, or I can sit and just hold hands and think about life, and how I may have unjustly killed all those poor unfortunate people in those far away lands.

Oh, guess what? I bought a new dog. That Bulldog was too aggressive. I bought the cutest little yorkshire terrier. Her name is “Muffins.” She is absolutely to die for. She has a little ribbon in her hair that matches my new workout suit. I love spandex. It looks good on men too! I like to take her for walks now in the morning, real early. Oh, it is sooo nice…

Well, I certainly hope all the liberals like the new me. I have worked so hard to change from a crude, ill-mannered crazed killer, to the sensitive, fun-loving guy I am today. Oh, I even stop for chippies when they run across the road in front of my car. Well, I gotta go make a pitcher of grasshoppers before my Marine “Buddies” come over .Ollie North….I still love ya guy….and I’m still “A real Man!”

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Warren Mansfield