Ganged by the entire submarine crew

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

As a woman I was proud to have made it as a lieutenant aboard the USS Alabama. The captain of the sub called me into his office. I stood there and saluted.

“Sir!”

“At ease Lieutenant Jones.”

I put my arms behind my back.

“So Lieutenant, you think you can come aboard this sub and walk around in that uniform with your nipples poking at your shirt and that cunt of yours wet all the time?”

“Excuse me Sir?”

“I’ll be asking the fucking questions here, can I be back in charge for a minute?”

“Yes sir!”

“Thank you very much! Men on this ship have jobs to do. How are they supposed to do those jobs when we have an officer on board making their cocks hard all the time?”

“Um, I don’t know sir.”

“That’s right, you don’t. Tell me, is that cunt of yours wet right now? I’m sure I can smell the fucking pussy juice.”

“I…um…”

“I bet it is. I bet you only wanted to be on this sub because you’re horny all the time and need dick in your cunt. Ok slut, you need to be taught a lesson. I’m going to order the entire crew of this sub to run a train on you. You don’t get any say in the matter Lieutenant. These men have been at sea for weeks and will all have blue balls, so as well as teaching you a lesson it will allow these men to release some of that sexual tension.”

As I stood there trying to take in what he was saying, the captain then took hold of the speaker.

“This is your captain speaking. Lieutenant Jones is a nasty, disgusting, cocksucking whore, and I am ordering every man on this ship to come down Corridor C and gangbang the holy hell out of this fucking cooz. Time to get those balls emptied gentlemen, time to take out all your frustrations on this dirty skank who’s been dishing out orders to you. It doesn’t matter what rank you are, you can fuck her in any hole, spit on her, spank her, hell you can fucking piss on her if you like.”

He then grabbed hold of me and yanked me out into the corridor. I heard the clangs of multiple feet on steel, from either side. It sounded like they were all running.

“There is a crew of one hundred and thirty five on this submarine Lieutenant, and you are the only woman. That means one hundred and thirty four men are coming to use your body in any way that they so please.”

The first to arrive were foaming at the mouth and shouting obscenities.

“Hell yeah, we’re coming for that pussy Lieutenant!”

And then they were upon me.