Chapter 1: Sergeant Rambo Sallie Rambo watched as her best friend grasped onto his glass of beer and raised it to her. "To Sallie," Brigadier General Billings said brightly. "For levelling up to Sergeant Rambo!" Touched by the sentimental toast, Sallie smirked, flapping a hand at him as she looked away. "Oh, hush you," The British soldier giggled pla...
I know next to nothing about the army, it was only intended as the background of an erotic story, so please do not bash me too hard about that part. :-) But I would still be happy to get any other feedback from you, constructive criticism is most welcome. ---------------------------------------------- The outpost was known as Fort Holidays among the soldi...
Erin knew she couldn't run forever. Sure, her powers could fend off an assailant or two, but it was no match for the strong arm of the government's Top Priority Intelligence and Defense (TPID) faction that was now closing in on her. It was only a matter of time before they caught wind of the peculiar things Erin could do. She knew she would never hurt innoc...
175 AD, Roman Empire They came early morning. Nobody expected a raid. Aelia was a slave woman in her early thirties working for a family of patricians in a small border town of the Pontus province in the Eastern Roman Empire. Like other slaves she started her day before anybody else in her household doing menial tasks. This morning she was retrieving the c...
The loud alarm painfully tugged Thierry away from his sleep. A holographic screen popped up showcasing a pale woman face. The screen flashed warning signs as a robotic female voice started her speech. "This is not a test, officer Blank, you are summoned to the main hall immediately. Take your service weapon with you. This is not a test-" Thierry ju...
Once again I want to thank my editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His advice has improved this chapter drastically. I have made a few changes since his last review and want to emphasize any errors are definitely mine. * Before they returned to America Roger crossed the channel and sailed into Brest where he sold the cargo in his merchantman...
Tracey and Buttercup hurriedly jumped up: Tracey pulling on her blouse and checking that she still had her bag with her precious passport inside. One thing was sure, a noise like that did not bode well. Buttercup gathered herself together more quickly than her lover, but nothing could disguise the look of real alarm on her face. “What the fuck do we do?” as...
As the sun set, we stood on the top of the narrow pass on the main trail through the mountains. Behind us a valley led to the plains of our home. Before us a valley led down the steppes across which the main enemy army had come. We were watching them coming up the valley not far from us now; they would start crossing the pass on the next morning. The captain...
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-One: Separation Anxiety We left Denerim a scant few days later. We'd managed to avoid Eamon -- who was apparently accompanying Connor to Kinloch Hold -- altogether, and saw Kallian only briefly, between her duties as Bann of the Alienage. Cailan had 'people' looking into who would have attacked Anora's ship, as did Leliana, though...
This story is laid in the years of World War II, when female soldiers first began to enter the American Army in numbers. It involves a training march through open country, with a small detachment of women surrounded by male soldiers, and their tough female sergeant, determined to show her charges as both rugged and proper. No real sex, just a bit of "hold it...