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.
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The outpost was known as Fort Holidays among the soldiers, but the officers mostly considered it a place of detention. Your superiors would send you there to get rid of you and help you "reconsider your inappropriate actions". That last phrase was what captain Sarah Bendt heard along with her new commission. But unlike most officers she was not angry, she had never been the one to kiss asses in order to get a promotion and had gotten in trouble a bit too often because of her big mouth.
Captain Bendt, called by those who were inimical to her "Sarah Bends", was a thirty five year old intelligent woman who had been too assertive to be quickly promoted in the army; her sardonic sense of humour did not help either, although strikingly good looks could have, if she had desired to use them. She was 168 centimetres tall and stayed in a perfect shape; she ate healthy and obviously exercised regularly; she had long slender legs, full hips, round firm buttocks, equally firm C-cup breasts, narrow waist, youthful face and long wavy auburn hair. Sarah could easily pass for someone ten years younger.
Fort Halloway, because that was its actual name, was one of those places which purpose nobody could explain, but since it was the army no-one ever asked that question. The outpost was well equipped and maintained, although some of the stuff was a bit outdated. But most of all it was awfully distant and isolated, with a prehistoric but operational radio station being the only form of communication. Yet a garrison occupied it for nine months of the year (it was empty during the winter).
Getting a command of a platoon was a bit of an insult for a captain, but Sarah simply considered the entire expedition as a paid holiday and aimed to spend it accordingly. She was going away from all the colonels and generals, with three dozens of soldiers, one sergeant (all men) and three trunks of non-military stuff that she would not dare take anywhere else while on duty.
When the platoon arrived at their destination it was an early evening and the weather was balmy; as the trucks that brought them here drove away with the previous garrison it really felt like a beginning of a holiday.
The rest of the first day passed in a blink of an eye, getting settled took some time, especially since the Captain was not hastening anyone. Although the soldiers were a bit curious about the quantity of their commander's luggage which they carried to her quarter.
The next day started as early as any military one, but right away there was something signalling that this particular commission might be different than others. It was not uncommon for Captain Bendt to join the soldiers on their morning jog, everyone knew that Sarah took good care of her body and that body was secretly the subject of many... let's just call them compliments. The astonishing part was her outfit, Captain Bendt was wearing a pair of opaque purple pantyhose and an orange thong leotard. Yep, the vintage gym clothes. The thong and hose made Sarah's full buttocks look simply divine, a not-so-subtle murmur appreciating the sight went through the platoon. Sergeant whose name was Mitch was the unlucky one, he would be leading the jog, with the Captain right behind, so he could not admire the view.
The soldiers did not run as orderly as they usually did, since everyone wanted to get a glance and thirty six men could not fit on the path in a single line. Sarah acted as if she was completely oblivious to the commotion, although she must have been perfectly aware that her outfit would cause such reaction. After the jog the Captain did not go away immediately, she remained in order to stretch; that was a customary action after running, right?
She bent her waist with her legs straight to touch her toes and repeated that motion several times, she assumed a wide stance and touched the toes of each foot interchangeably etc; all done right in front of the soldiers. The men did not even try to pretend that they were not staring; they all just stood there with their mouths open and admired the athletic body of the only female in the entire outpost.
"Thanks for the company, boys. Enjoy your day" Sarah gave them all a genuine smile and left.
Obviously all the men were a bit aroused by the sight, but what they did not know was the fact that the object of their admiration got slightly hot herself as well. Captain Bendt had a dirty little kink and she was playing out her secret fantasy.
For her next activity Sarah picked a more secluded place though, she might have had a minor exhibitionist streak, but sunbathing topless in front of her soldiers would have been crossing the line. The woman put on a skimpy bikini, took a large towel and found a peaceful but sunlit spot. There she took the bikini top off and worked on her tan.
Captain Bendt joined the soldiers during the dinner for which she put on a short light summer dress; with her hair loose she looked youthful and fresh. She sat with the men by their table and they made plans for a volleyball match which would take place shortly after the meal.
Sarah might have been significantly shorter than most of her soldiers, but she could still jump high enough and played the game well overall. Yet her skill was overshadowed by her outfit; for this game she wore a sports bra and shorts, these were shorter than those usually worn by female volleyball players and did not fully cover her buttocks. Once again the Captain acted as if she did not notice the glances and did nothing to hide her impressive glutes.
She joined one of the teams and they played a regular game. Sarah ignored all the mistakes made by her teammates who were standing behind her, they had a good reason to be distracted, especially when she bent preparing to receive the opposing team's serve. The overall atmosphere was amicable, but the slight erotic tension could be easily sensed by the more experienced Captain. After all she was dealing with a bunch of young men and teasing them knowingly. They still called her "Capt'n", but as time went by it began to sound more like a nickname than a rank.
Sarah did another subtle thing that was poorly disguised way of teasing. After each successful action she playfully slapped buttocks of the nearby teammates; this was not an uncommon activity among the professional players, but they were always of the same sex and peers at that. The soldiers just went on with it but gave each other confused glances. They might have been young but they were not stupid, their commanding officer was behaving oddly and they were unsure about her motives and expectations. Eventually one of the men whose name was Ted found the courage and slapped the captain's booty after her successful attack. Since she reacted neutrally, just like she would have to a high five, all the men understood that this was the way to go. Sarah's booty got casually slapped until the end of the match and no-one said a single word about it.
Ultimately the Captain's team lost one to three.
"We'll have to do better tomorrow. Maybe we should think of some stakes to raise the morale of our team, huh?"
"Have something in mind, Capt'n".
"Not yet, but I'll have to sleep on it. So can you, I'm open to ideas".
"Sure thing, Capt'n. Thanks for joining us".
"The pleasure is all mine".
She did her best Xenia Onatopp impression, winked her eye and left for her quarters.
The day was not over yet though and Sarah planned to join the soldiers at the canteen as well; in a completely different outfit this time. When Captain Bendt entered the canteen the soldiers were already engaged in various activities - some were playing pool on the few tables, other played cards, darts or foosball, many simply talked while sipping nonalcoholic drinks. All turned their heads and got silent when Sarah's heels clicked on the floor. She was wearing a tight short red dress that hugged her athletic body and exposed her slender legs, it also had a deep cleavage that gave a generous view of her C-cup breasts, the view was discreetly enhanced by an expensive bra. On her legs the Captain wore black fishnet pantyhose with a tiny net, the heels that made the noise were black Louboutins on a thirteen centimetre stiletto heels. Apart from red lips her makeup was natural.
"Hi, boys. Mind if I join you?" Sarah's voice was playful but more on the neutral side, with the impact her sight had made there was no need to spice it up more with a seductive voice.
The short silence that followed her question was finally broken by Ted:
"Sure thing, Capt'n" he said with a wide grin.
