Straight Female / 31
Against the common thought, I am proof that you can be put in your place and kept there. I graduated with a degree in Criminal Justice, my goal was to be a police officer. After graduation another female graduate convinced me that we should join the Marines. We joined and were sent to witness all kind of shit and my friend got hurt real bad. She is OK now, but not without a lot of physical therapy and medical attention. When we got back and were discharged I saw an add for the DEA at the base and I applied and got accepted. I went through their training program and I was invited to go overseas. I was attached to the Embassy in a cover role. I was 28 and I was hard as stone, and I walked over anyone that got in my way. I looked back and I hadn't had sex since college, I basically hated men. To me a dick of any kind was useful for one thing, to cut off. I wasn't into women in that way, but all my friends were women and my best friend was my college friend.
I thought I would do field work but I ended up doing office work. My job was gathering background information for the field teams. You do what you are told to do but it was because I was female. No doubt about that. Lots of people were getting hurt, not just ours but the other side as well. It was a war without being in uniform. After two years I resigned and got a job in security. I kept up my physical training and I was out jogging and a guy came up to me and asked if he could run with me. He was newly assigned and I met him again at one of the briefings. He was a veteran, early fifties, in great shape and he was there to take overall command.
He fucked me, and not in a nice way. If you got in his way or you didn't do what he said he fucked you, female or male. I found out that if I didn't want to be on the shit list I had to let him fuck me. He was much stronger than me and he used his weight and his strength to put me down and keep me down. After each fucking I went away a tiny bit less pissed off. After a lot of fucking I went away and did what I was told. After that the fuckings were more civil, but man in charge. After the fuckings I was more civil and role played for him. After a lot more fuckings I was totally his and it showed.
I can't condone it, not in that way. But in the end you just need to meet the man that is going to put you in your place and keep you there. Biology or sociology, if doesn't matter. I quit my job with him for the obvious reasons. I quit, not him. You don't ball bust the man that fucks you.
I thought I would do field work but I ended up doing office work. My job was gathering background information for the field teams. You do what you are told to do but it was because I was female. No doubt about that. Lots of people were getting hurt, not just ours but the other side as well. It was a war without being in uniform. After two years I resigned and got a job in security. I kept up my physical training and I was out jogging and a guy came up to me and asked if he could run with me. He was newly assigned and I met him again at one of the briefings. He was a veteran, early fifties, in great shape and he was there to take overall command.
He fucked me, and not in a nice way. If you got in his way or you didn't do what he said he fucked you, female or male. I found out that if I didn't want to be on the shit list I had to let him fuck me. He was much stronger than me and he used his weight and his strength to put me down and keep me down. After each fucking I went away a tiny bit less pissed off. After a lot of fucking I went away and did what I was told. After that the fuckings were more civil, but man in charge. After the fuckings I was more civil and role played for him. After a lot more fuckings I was totally his and it showed.
I can't condone it, not in that way. But in the end you just need to meet the man that is going to put you in your place and keep you there. Biology or sociology, if doesn't matter. I quit my job with him for the obvious reasons. I quit, not him. You don't ball bust the man that fucks you.
