Slaughter Fest: Military challenge

The newly posted Lt Haas faces combat for the first time. He graduated at the bottom of his class. The military employs dumb cannon fodder. The precise wording on his army posting was “recommend combat experience”. The military system is happy to oblige. There are periods of service where very little time is spent killing the enemy; mostly the routine is deliberately time-consuming but essentially harmless. Many a dumb Lt proves himself in real combat; Lt Haas commands friendly force soldiers whose mission is to fight the enemy to death. No doubt his men expect him to kill — this is nicknamed ‘First Blood’; and, he leads by example. The current combat engagements on Pirate Island where he is posted are nicknamed “slaughter fests” for accurate reasons. There are no major world military conflicts at the moment; these close-combat contacts utilize basic skills and brawn. The forthcoming contact requires marine skills to cross a lake, storm a beachhead, conquer fortifications on an island and, for some, hunt for a “treasure chest”. For a true soldier the weapons allocated to these combat engagements are mean. There are no small firearms and absolutely no artillery. Yes, the soldiers fight for their guts; and, yes, there will be specialized tools on the fortifications including gut wire for garrotting and nooses for hanging. Who knows what surprise extras?

Under the chain of military command Capt Kimball orders Lt Haas. Capt Kimball surprises the Lt by ordering a “short arm inspection” of all the troops. The Capt himself inspects the cocks and balls of every soldier whilst Lt Haas records notes. The rod he uses to support the cocks does not measure but it stimulates some cocks into partial erection. This is very satisfying for the Capt to look at: the military hierarchy is very strict about forbidding sexual relations between officers and enlisted men. For this inspection the Capt assesses the suitability of each soldier for forthcoming combat engagements on the size of cocks and balls. This is, of course, complete military nonsense. Lt Haas’s cock and balls match up in size with those on inspection; but has he the “balls” required for slaughter? In reality the military has already shunted off soldiers with small cocks and balls to other duties.

The Capt enjoys inspecting the soldiers’ cocks—the display is impressive. His own cock spurts during combat; he wants the chosen soldiers to get rock hard cocks which then spurt profusely during combat.

Maj Lindsay orders Capt. Kimball under the chain of military command. The major’s combat experience is incredibly tough; his military training is considered “old fashioned”—soldiers are strictly men with cocks and balls to play with. At one point of his career he contacted veterans from the Vietnam War. Some of them narrated dark, sexually arousing, stories where North Vietnamese soldiers targeted the cocks and balls of captured soldiers. In most cases the activity climaxed when the cocks and balls were sliced off and shoved into captive mouths.

Maj Lindsay heard about an outside-the-military contractor willing and able to provide the latest weapon in this area of expertise. The contractor sent Sgt Benn Jnr from the mainland with the weapons and his services to train all fighters; the Sgt is combat ready and willing to fight with the soldiers.

A number of conditions apply when private contractors engage in military territory and, in this case, take an active role in the fight. On arrival the Sgt is strip-searched: this establishes whether he has a dildo filled with explosives up his arse; the stripper took particular care to examine his arse. It seems that the Sgt rarely takes cock up the arse; he must be butch and a cock-sucker. The stripper issues him with a camouflage uniform in the size already requested; however, he keeps his worn-in boots. He is provided with a driver, vehicle and escort of a lower rank than his “Sgt”. The contractor’s wording of “combat ready and willing to fight” is military code spelling out that the Sgt will kill and be killed. He is welcome to return to the mainland but is not required to be alive. The contractor lists cock sucking as the Sgt’s “outside activity”. The Maj hopes Sgt Brown will service Sgt Benn Jnr’s cock on their (possible) last night on earth.

The weapons are a knife-lovers dream. It’s true that the blades are small but their sharp edges are designed for one thing—to slice off soldiers’ cocks and balls. The knives fit comfortably at the top of the military boots and are easy to grasp for action. Sgt Benn Jnr arrived yesterday. The upright representative is a good advertisement for the contractor. He looks convincing for the part of instructing soldiers in the specific use of the knives. The Major insists that the instruction includes swapping games, forcing severed cocks and balls down throats and choking the soldiers. The Maj was concerned that there would be enough knives for what he had in mind. The private contractor threw in an extra box at no charge as a good-will gesture. There are sufficient knives to issue to all soldiers as well as having a supply on the island. The strip-search report did not tell the Maj what he wanted to know: is the Sgt’s cock and balls a worthy target of the knife? He playfully asks the Sgt to compare their cock sizes; the Sgt is surprised but willing to follow orders; they both smile as they undo the buttons on their camouflage trousers. The Sgt is slightly embarrassed—his own cock is thick and the required 8 inches but the Maj’s cock is thinner but longer more like 9 inches without a measure. The Maj insists that they expose their balls. Here the Sgt wins with his bull-sized balls. It’s reasonable to assume that some soldiers will target them: their cocks and balls are worthy targets. The Maj asks the Sgt to remove his camouflage shirt. There is an unofficial distinction between soldiers with hairy or non-hairy chests when bare-chested The Sgt is obliged to fight with the Maj’s soldiers because his chest is hairless. Nevertheless his private contractor status gives him the license to slice any targets without impunity. In the course of combat, of course, sooner or later a soldier will attack him; and, it’s possible, he may lose his own rock hard cock and bull-sized balls to the blade of his choice. Then again, a rock hard cock might be shoved down his mouth. This is an exciting if dangerous prospect. A curious aspect of combat is the pleasure derived from speculation. The Sgt is all fired up because of his speciality. The narrator expects that the MP Sgt in charge of protecting the “treasure chest” will fight him in close-combat. The outcome is not predetermined.

At this point the soldiers from both sides have no idea of the nature of the proposed fight. Those without marine experience will be surprised by the initial trip to the island over the lake.

Of course, the enemy troops have their own ideas. They insist on everybody in the killing zone fighting bare-chested and bare-headed above their camouflage trousers. There is a preponderance of enemy soldiers with hairy chests; they also have firm necks; it goes without saying that their arms and hands are incredibly strong. They will decapitate soldiers’ heads with ease. The enemy field commander formally asks for gut, military, piano wire to decapitate soldiers’ heads. A supply of gut, military piano wire is already on Pirate Island . The enemy field commander, a Col , is happy to task soldiers to cutting the gut, military piano wire into manageable lengths to act as a weapon. The question is: can gloves be provided and used during the combat? Can the gut, military piano wire be placed in position on the killing zone? Is anything else necessary? The enemy will be commanded by a young Lt; but can a Capt and a Maj be part of an observation group? Or will they fight? The Col prefers that all the officers fight rather than observe. How many fighters? Seventy or so is a reasonable number. The enemy Col wields supreme power in matters relating to the enemy. He seized on the inadequacy of the Maj’s combat plans and demanded revisions with the so-called friendly Col commanding the Maj.

For a start he demands that the soldiers fight for something manly in the “treasure chest” which he knows to be a boxing ring. He nominates the Maj’s cocks and balls as the prime objective; he dismisses the idea that a fight between the two Maj’s; he wants soldiers to dare to attack the targets. As far as he is concerned the Maj’s will wear necklaces with real cocks and balls sliced from their own soldiers. The Capts are next in line. MPs could nominally protect the officers during the combat. As a matter of procedure they would challenge daring soldiers. There will be an option to fight the MPs as some soldiers consider them worthy targets or take on the officers. The Col ’s real message was that he wanted the MPs, the soldiers and the officers to freely slice off cocks and balls. The use of MPs is shrewd: they would ensure that both Maj’s are positioned in the “treasure chest” with the targets sticking out of the camouflage trousers. On the other hand he regrets that the MPs will suffer casualties. Their cocks and balls are targets as attractive as those of all soldiers. The MPs gained a reputation in the past for a fair share of slicing. The narrator can foresee that a few MPs will hang from the gibbet; unexpectedly, a few will be decapitated; one will drown in the lake, two will be strangled and an unknown number—to be determined by the course of events—will slice and be sliced.

The Capt inspects the killing zone with Lt Haas and two pvtes to drive the outboard motors. It’s out of the way of prying eyes. The Lt expects an expanse of land but this killing zone is more like a moat surrounding a fortification. The skills of a marine are required to cross the large moat before they land on the fortification. There seem to be adequate transport boats with outboard motors. The Capt likes the idea of both forces staging a crossing, landing and assaulting each other on the fortification. The strategy of defending fortifications has been repeated over centuries of military campaigns; it’s not necessary for the Pirate Island forces to engage in offense/defence. The focus is on brute, physical strength against equivalent opponents. The rules of engagement are simple: every soldier in the killing zone is expected to kill his enemy. For the purposes of this combat there will be no prisoners. Soldiers will gang together to physically capture targets. Soldiers who are captured by the opposing force will be executed. It may be the case that some soldiers fuck in the heat of battle. As a general rule any soldier opening up the front of his camouflage trousers or indeed letting them slip down to his boots is expected to fuck another/ any soldier. If necessary his soldier mates help pin down the sexual target. There is to be no shirking. The soldiers must see the erect cock entering the arse, imagine the sexual assault and hear the results of the thrusting cock. Let’s face it: every soldier likes to hear pain. Any shirking can be dealt with in other ways. The beach area set aside for decapitation is practical: provided enough soldiers want to play the measured wire lengths are placed at posts like a football game; there are nooses and gibbets already in place for hangings. There are never enough nooses in such killing zones but they can be recycled. Are there enough tools? The two pvtes are dumb enough to look forward to the slaughter fest: one likes fighting on the water with a beach landing, the other likes close-combat.

What about a strangling free-for-all?

The Lt pays close attention when the Capt describes it. The stranglers’ enthusiasm surprised the Cpt in a former combat engagement. The Cpt has proven that some soldiers prefer strangling the enemy. The number of volunteers varies. Dedicated stranglers prefer direct confrontation: they face the target, outstretch arms, place the hands around the neck, look straight at the target and apply pressure. It is presumed that all players have the strong arms and hands required to choke; the strangling takes on its thrilling character as a mass event—the stranglers observe one another poking tongues out, clutching for breath; the players bash the “Adams apples” of one another’s necks; the light heartedness is intoxicating as breathing is interrupted; it becomes more difficult to retain consciousness; but the pleasure of strangling and being strangled is very addictive. The stranglers awaiting their turn in the centre link up in a closed circle. Here the objective is to strangle the soldiers on both sides until they fall unconscious. The procedure works best when the soldiers lock and are locked into a neck position at all times. This is usually carried out within a closed circle—four is the minimum number but best with ten or twelve. The process is slower and physically demanding as the hands lock around the neck; the pleasure comes when the necks are attacked from two ways; the soldiers have no control over the hands which will attack their necks; and, all the soldiers can look at the progress of strangulations across the circle. Those left standing have the enviable task of finishing off every fallen player. The Col reserves the right to stipulate whether the strangling proceeds Roman Gladiator style; in this case the circle players continue to strangle whichever necks are beside him but inevitably there is “friendly fire”. Both Cols can live with that. The Col ’s agree: the formal briefing will call for “expressions of interest”. Soldiers get turned on in the course of battle and discover they want to do different things. Strangling may be relating to choking but other soldiers prefer hanging targets with nooses. The Capt does not officially know about the mainland visitor but suspects that the Maj has plotted something. What is the treasure to be conquered? They await further orders.

By arrangement and agreement with both Col ’s, Sgt Benn Jnr visits the enemy troops two days beforehand. The enlisted soldiers do not know the date and timing of the forthcoming combat. The Col wants the Sgt to issue the knives to all enemy participants and give a presentation. The Sgt is surprised when the escort asks him to remove his camouflage shirt. The soldiers are already bare-chested and, as noted earlier, nearly all hairy. For the purposes of the combat the attacking force is essentially hairless when bare-chested and the enemy force is hairy when bare-chested. If this leads to “enemy fire”, well, tough. His bare, barrelled chest is hairless but muscular. He works out at the gym on a regular basis. The enemy soldiers like his muscular stance.

The Sgt holds everybody’s attention.

“Who has a nice, big cock? Come on. I want two volunteers who have outsize pricks.”

The soldiers snigger and point to one another. Two volunteers stand up and walk to the front.

“See, soldiers do have pricks. Some are bigger than others.”

The Sgt swiftly opens up one fly of the camouflage trousers, exposes the target. His escort opens up the second fly.

“Can you see in the back row?”

“Yes.”

To amuse the soldiers the Sgt pulls on one and then walks across to the second exposed cock. They become partially erect.

“Some of us want to swallow cock when it is pointed at us. I’m a cock-sucker.”

The soldiers applaud.

“But I haven’t got time left to suck cocks. I have a combat objective.”

He takes the knife out of his boots, holds the blade up for all soldiers to see.

“The blade is manufactured to strict, quality standards. My company guarantees that it is a superior weapon.”

“Give us a break.” The soldiers heckle.

“It’s important to know where to slice.”

“You bet it is.”

“Grasp the balls firmly in one hand.”

The soldiers understand this. The Sgt takes out the set of balls.

“See here. The cock is sitting nicely on the balls.”

The target squirms uncomfortably and adjusts his foot positions.

“The soldier wielding the blade has two main options. In the first he can slice up from below. See where I am putting the blade. In this position he slices off the balls first; in a second movement he hacks off the cock. I can assure you that this blade does a superb job. See how I position the blade for the second main option. The blade slices down directly on the cock. I guarantee that this blade will slice through the thickest cock effortlessly. The second movement is to slice off the balls. I will go through the motions on the second target.”

The escort continues to hold the sharp blade under the first set of cock and balls.

The Sgt unsheathes a second blade, and walks across to the second target. He duplicates the make-believe demonstration but finishes with the sharp blade holding up the set of cock and balls. The soldiers applaud.

“Look at this!” the Sgt points out the fully erect cocks.

“What am I to do?”

“Pull!” The soldiers shout. “Pull!”

The Sgt expects that pulling off the cocks is the furthest he can go. He is wrong.

“Stop!” the Col interrupts. The soldiers quieten down. The Col nominates two soldiers, “You! You!” to move to the front.

“Sgt. Give them both blades.”

The Sgt hands them the blades which have been holding up the targets’ cocks and balls.

“I want the two soldiers to firstly stand behind the targets, with the right hand take hold of the erect cocks…good…now, so that everybody can see, pull them hard…this isn’t a vanilla contest…the watching soldiers are to cheer when the cocks spurt.”

The two soldiers are slightly embarrassed that their hands are the focus of attention. The Sgt wondered whether the enemy Col was interested in which target spurted first but this wasn’t the case. The cocks spurted and the soldiers cheered. There is an audible gasp when the Col continues with orders.

“Soldiers: I am giving you fresh orders. The Sgt has given us a make-believe demonstration. I want you to demonstrate for real with your knives.”

The targets thought of escape but there was nowhere to go. They realized that they would be executed.

“Soldiers: slice off the cocks and balls as per the Sgt’s demonstration. Then, I want you to swap them into the other soldier’s mouth. Shove the cocks and balls down their throats. Choke them! You are doing this for all soldiers to see.”

In truth the Sgt was thrilled with the Col ’s interruption. The targets had a last spurt. The two attackers get physical practice in using the blades. The military culture of brutality is re-enforced for every soldier. It was striking to see the two cocks and balls shoved down the throats. The attackers required considerable force to maintain the pressure of the choking. The targets gagged, eyes wept. The choking seemed to take a long time. The Sgt gestured to two soldiers sitting near the front to stand up. All the soldiers could now see that their cocks were rock hard under the camouflage trousers.

“Show us!” the crowd yelled. The two soldiers exposed their erect cocks. The Sgt felt that he had the Col ’s approval by now so he exposed his erect cock. The sight of three erect cocks about to spurt is manly. As the choking proceeded to a conclusion the three cocks spontaneously spurted of their own free will. The two attackers were somewhat stunned when their targets slumped dead to the ground. They exposed their own cocks but needed the relief of pissing all over the bodies.

Sgt Benjamin, the enemy stores quarter-master fronted up, asked the soldiers to line up and collect a knife.

“Keep your knives safe in the side of your boots until the combat. Any soldier who loses his knife is in big trouble. We have no spare knives to issue.”

He issues them to the soldiers including fresh knives for the chokers, allocates knives for the officers and keeps one for himself. He doubts that he will use it; he is drawn to hanging soldiers with nooses; he likes physically hauling the noosed soldiers, watching the frantic boot movements off the ground. He remembers a few hangings where exposed, erect cocks spurted cum all over the boots. Nice and messy! He is an experienced combat soldier: he enjoys fighting in the slaughter fests. He wonders whether barbers will freshly shave the heads of hair and necks. Soldiers feel better when the go freshly shaven into combat. Yes, the barbers will shave and, surprise, two of them will join him in the Hanging detail.

The enemy Col tasks a private to collect both sets of sliced cocks and balls on the dead soldiers. They will be washed and sewn onto a necklace worn by the enemy Maj in the “treasure chest”. Finders’ keepers!

The driver carries the box of blades back to the vehicle; Sgt Benn Jnr tucks his cock back into the camouflage trousers, puts his shirt back on and formally thanks the enemy Col. The escort shirks from the gaze of the enemy Col ; he senses that the enemy Col will target him somewhere along the way. Yes, the enemy Col does target him; and, believe it or not, enemy soldiers are likely to decapitate him with the gut, military piano wire. He shudders at the prospect of his head rolling from his body; but, then he remembers with extreme pleasure, the football games he played with soldiers. The balls were executed heads!

For security reasons the enemy Col had positioned the enemy Maj and Capt so that the Sgt would not recognize them. Presumably he will count the number of knives issued but that doesn’t matter. The Maj organizing the combat is flexible with numbers: the more the merrier!

The enemy Col decides that the military must give the Sgt a well-deserved Thankyou. The best military Thankyou must be slicing off his cock and balls and choking him on cock. This would be the true climax to his specialized career. The enemy Col will task the MP Sgt Wyman to carry out the deed on the outside contractor during the combat. The MP Sgt is apprehensive about the outcome of the “treasure chest” hunt; he knows for sure that soldiers like these rare occasions when they can legitimately target officers.

Preparation report:

Barbers to freshly shave necks and heads

Q. Are the barbers fighting?

A.  Yes, under the Maj’s strict orders. They must be given first preference in any expression of interests. As befitting their shaving career 2 nominate hanging and 2 nominate strangling.

Expression of interest in:

Cocks and balls “treasure chest” hunt;

Decapitation detail;

Hanging detail;

Strangling detail;

Marine combat.

Both Col ’s to agree on “treasure chest”: 

There are a number of military objectives:

To hunt down and capture the Maj’s or delegated officers,

Mp’s are to hoist them above their shoulders and carry them to the boxing rink;

The “treasure chest” then becomes the necklaces for which attackers must slice off the officers’ cocks and balls.

Every soldier in this killing zone can target the officers, the Mp’s and the enemy.

The private contractor is required to be in the killing zone, provide spare knives and practical assistance to fighters from both sides; he is nominally in the friendly forces but can seize targets of opportunity. He is to assist both sides in all forms of physical restraint. This includes manual spreadeagling on the ground. It is not possible to provide the restraint fixtures which Maj Lindsay requisitioned.

The Mp’s will take part in all the “details” as there is limited equipment, a shortage of nooses etc. They are, of course, targets.

The Col ’s wonder whether there are enough soldiers to carry out all these tasks.

10 x Mps. Not enough. Add 6. Add 1 guard.

10 Marine combat

10 Strangling detail. Add 2 from prisoners, 2 from barbers.

10 Hanging detail. Add 1 gaol warden, 2 from barbers.

10 Decapitation detail. Not enough. Add 12 from prisoners, 2 guards.

20 “treasure chest” hunt. Not enough. Add 6 from prisoners, I guard

6   officers

1   private contractor

4   barbers

Soldiers held in military gaols or custody—number to be checked (now 20 prisoners, 4 guards plus 1 gaol warden).

Nominations after the formal briefing:

Capt Kimball wants to lead the Strangling detail

En Sgt Benjamin wants to lead the Hanging detail

Sgt Wyman wants to lead the MPs in the “treasure chest” hunt

En Capt Murphy wants to lead the Marine combat

Lt Haas wants to lead the “treasure chest” hunt

En Lt Farrell wants to lead the Decapitation detail

The friendly force Sgt Brown hasn’t expressed interest. That’s a worry!

The Col ’s have to arrange for the bodies to be collected, bagged and removed

They are considering collecting the sliced off cocks and balls.

Sgt Benn Jnr delivered his presentation to the friendly forces immediately before the formal briefing. Maj Lindsay provided two prisoners from custody. MPs restrained them. The Maj’s orders were clear: slice off their cocks and balls. The Maj sat in on the presentation. The soldiers assembled bare-buff. The pre-amble was slightly different.

“The Maj tells me you have big cocks. The enemy has big cocks. This knife is superbly designed for the restricted use of soldiers like you. Consider yourselves very lucky. When you use it you will find it is a treat. Watch my demonstration.”

The two prisoners shouted in panic.

“No! No! Let me keep my cock and balls.”

Sgt Benn Jnr took out a blade, held it up for all to see and walked over to a prisoner.

“MP. Open up his trousers. The soldiers want to see the cock and balls. Grasp them”.

The soldiers paid close attention.

“It’s a good idea to grasp the cock and balls. Can everybody see?”

“Yes.”

“Some soldiers have preferences about which direction to use the blade. This cock is nice and thick. I guarantee that the sharp blade cleanly cuts through the thickest cock. Watch my demonstration.”

The MP adjusts his grip; the Sgt slices through the thick cock.

“Now I have to tackle the balls from below.”

The MP removes his hand; the Sgt cuts off the balls, holds up the set.

“Today, and definitely tomorrow, the sliced off sets of cocks and balls are stuffed down the mouths. The Maj has an express wish that these be swapped if possible. Soldiers, you finish off the target by choking him.”

The Sgt gives them to the MP to hold for the moment.

“Hear this cry baby!”

The Sgt walks across to the second prisoner who is crying.

“The army doesn’t like cry babies. There’s one thing I can do to relieve your misery.”

The two barbers enjoy the prisoner’s alarm and interrupt.

 “Sgt. Cut off his balls first.”

The Sgt takes out a fresh knife.

The Sgt pulls the cock and balls out of the camouflage trousers, grasps the balls.

“Look at the size of these balls. I guarantee that the blade in this knife will do the job properly. Watch this demonstration!”

The soldiers gasp with delight as the knife slices through the big balls.

“Now I slice the cock off. Like this!”

The Sgt holds up the second set of cock and balls.

“Now we swap.”

The Sgt gestured to the MP. They swapped, shoved the severed cocks and balls down the throats. The second MP was disappointed when the Sgt insisted on choking a prisoner. The Sgt proved himself in the eyes of everybody assembled. He might be a private contractor but he was one of them. He was a killer.

“My orders are to join in the “treasure chest” hunt. I am tasked to help you with all forms of physical restraint. I recommend you try spreadeagling the target on the ground. It’s exciting to pin down the enemy target, pull down the camouflage trousers and man-handle the cock and balls. A target can see the lucky soldier as he slices them off.”

Sgt Brown moved to the front and the box of knives. He was acting quarter-master. The unit’s official quarter-master was shot dead in a previous slaughter fest. Apparently he took off his helmet for a brief moment; the bullet went right through his skull.

“Line up to collect your knife. Do not lose them. Do not use them until the “treasure chest” hunt. Repeat: do not use them until the “treasure chest” hunt.”

Sgt Brown was a gruff soldier. He wanted to fight in a real war with artillery blasting the shit out of the fox-holes and trenches, air force planes carpet bombing and machine guns firing hundreds of rounds of ammunition. Maj Lindsay’s combat contacts were too static. They might be effective as slaughter fests to cull the numbers but, in his opinion, they sucked.

“Take a five minute break after you collect your knife. Return for a briefing.”

Maj Lindsay removed the sliced cocks and balls and the Mps removed the bodies of the dead prisoners. Sgt Benn Jnr was pleased that there were spare knives. The Sgt was ordered to stay for the briefing.

A crude blackboard showed an outline of the forthcoming combat. There was an assembly point by water, the crossing, the beach landing and the assault on the fortifications. An “X” marks the killing zone for the “treasure chest” hunt.

Capt Kimball addressed the soldiers.

“Assemble here at 0700 hours tomorrow morning. Dress of the day: camouflage trousers with simple belts, boots and knife. Water bottles will be located on the island. I’m passing around a roll sheet shortly with a list. It’s rare for soldiers to be given choices but I’m calling for expressions of interest for items on the list. Mark your selection. Here’s your chance to do something you secretly want to do. There are limited positions available. Sgt Brown will label your left arm at assembly with an initial using a waterproof marker.”

The list shows

(M) Marine combat, (T) “treasure chest” hunt, (H) hanging, (S) strangling and (D) decapitation.

“The treasure chest hunt:

The Maj wants you to have fun. Lighten up. The joke is partly at his expense. The Maj is not worried about losing his balls. He knows Lt Haas and the select group of soldiers will protect him. Your prime objective is to slice off the enemy Maj’s cock and balls; Maj Lindsay looks forward to slicing off enemy cocks and balls with you. There will be an emphasis on choking. For the purposes of the combat the opening moves of the “treasure chest” will be hunting down and capturing both Maj’s. Then, they will be carried to the “treasure chest” itself. Here they will place the cocks-and-balls necklaces across their bare chests and hanging around their necks. The necklaces are the treasure.

Marine combat:

A select few soldiers will attack on water and/or beach landing. Expect action in the water. Fighting will include attempting to drown the enemy. There are a number of choking positions which are very effective underwater. It is assumed that fighting underwater will be “dirty”. The main force will cross over to the island undisturbed.

The main island:

Here the forces hunt down, capture, play with and maybe execute targets. There are another three details to consider. Look soldiers are adults who happen to enjoy killing. The leaders are tasked to ensure that all soldiers’ cocks spurt during the fighting.

There’s one detail which focuses on Hanging. It’s not as large as the authorities would like but it’s there. Those of you who turn on nooses around necks and swinging from gibbets will get total satisfaction.

Another detail—it’s the enemy’s idea—focuses on Decapitation. This is for soldiers who like playing terminal sports in a football style. The sport is played with a decapitated head. Pirate Island has a reputation for staging sports using severed heads for balls. Expect players to use gut, mil piano wire as a weapon of choice.

Strangling, the last detail turns me on. There’s a lot of fun for soldiers seriously into strangling. As you know there are many make-believe sexual encounters when soldiers almost hang or nearly strangle somebody. Tomorrow there is no make-believe. The Col ’s expect soldiers to terminate their targets. Of course, the MPs are tasked to execute shirkers, cowards of any description.

The Maj is in two minds about using the belt as a weapon; it can be useful for choking and as a restraint; the enemy is vulnerable when it has to undo the belt to get to the cocks and balls.”

A pte raised his hand to the Capt.

“Sir. How will we know we have won?”

The Capt answered:

“Good question. Reach down and bless your cocks and balls. They will be sore from spurting but still there! Then you piss over an enemy body. Are there any more questions?”

“What happens if the enemy slices off Maj Lindsay’s cock and balls?”

“That’s a good question but not for the Maj.”

The soldiers laugh.

“Maj Lindsay expects revenge—that’s a big word-- attack the enemy Maj, attack the enemy. Is that clear?  The combat is unfinished even though two Maj’s might lose their balls. However, you will have awkward explaining to do when you return to base. No more questions. Return the marked list to Sgt Brown. The MPs must assemble outside for a separate briefing elsewhere.”

The soldiers took a few minutes to mark the list.

“Sgt. Can I change my mind?”

“Pte. The army will tell you where to go, who to fuck up tomorrow.”

The four barbers are glad the Maj. has ordered them to join the unit for the combat. Usually they feel left out because their positions are attached to the Col ’s staff. They are over-the-hill compared to the new recruits but they harbour dangerous desires. They have first hand knowledge of the necks: the turnover of soldiers and officers has been very high on Pirate Island . During periods of inaction they mentally select handsome necks for the nooses, other necks for strangulation. Their physical fitness meets the military’s combat field operational standards. In other words they intend to noose or strangle any targets of opportunity.

The Col ’s have access to records of soldiers in custody. The fixed gaol is an hour’s drive from their current position. The gaol warden would be happy to empty it—say twenty for combat; but, what about the four guards? One Col. smells a rat. How about the gaol warden, the four guards and the twenty prisoners joining in the combat? They would increase the numbers significantly. The enemy Lt could get a full complement for a decapitation football game: he has wild ideas about “dirty scrums” where necks are broken. The direct-from-gaol guards are a bonus in running the game smoothly. Separate the gaol warden; and redirected him to Hanging. A few straggler prisoners can join in the Strangling Detail or even the “treasure chest” hunt. This raises the question: at what point does the private contractor issue them with a knife? It would be wisest to issue prospective “treasure chest” hunters with a knife on arrival on the island. Who will mark the initial on their arms?

The enemy Col already had the expressions of interest list. The numbers for the “treasure chest” hunt were too low, decapitation low considering the enemy insisted on it, for the other details alright. Emptying the gaol makes the decapitation sports viable.

Sgt Benn Jnr’s driver delivered the friendly force list an hour later. Both lists included “wishes to lead” from the officers and non-commissioned ranks. The leaders were spread across both sides. Theoretically it caused a conflict of interest but the objective was to give all the soldiers a good time. The friendly force Col picked up on Sgt Brown’s omission on the “wishes to lead” list. He ticked “treasure chest” hunt. That’s alright. He can defend Maj Lindsay.

The MPs had an organizational surprise. Ten were present at the friendly force briefing. They assembled at an MP rendezvous point and found they had six extra pvtes reporting for duty. Sgt Wyman took them aside and gave them a shortened briefing. He was pleased that they looked A1 for MPs. They were aggressive as MPs need to be, physically strong, ready for combat and unconcerned about danger. Three of them sported a promising bulge. He made them remove their shirts before the next briefing. Their torsos were material for porn sites on the web. The sixteen MPs had a mixture of hairy and non-hairy chests. This might lead to confusion in the killing zone. He wondered whether they could wear an arm band stating “MP”. The six pvtes left their kit bags in a locker at the MP rendezvous point. He noted that they needed knives from Sgt Brown or maybe Sgt Benn Jnr, the private contractor ASAP.

For the purposes of this combat the two Col ’s called the MPs together-- a for-their-eyes-only briefing. They made them assemble as if on a parade ground, formed up for inspection with Sgt Wyman in front. There was no Cpl. The two Col ’s were totally impressed with this parade of soldier manpower. The sight reinforced the satisfaction of their career in the military. They enjoyed manipulating soldiers into dangerous situations whereas, their position as a Col kept them away from obvious danger. At the end of the parade the friendly force Col dismissed them and ordered them into a briefing room. They sat down at desks with basic chairs.

The enemy force Col now addressed them:

“Sgt. Both Col’s are very impressed with your soldiers today. We are tasking you to carry out a dangerous mission tomorrow. Make no mistake. You will be lucky to keep your cocks and balls intact for tomorrow night. The contents of this briefing are strictly confidential. Under no circumstance—capture, torture etc—will you divulge any of the facts. Is that clear?”

“Yes sir!”

“The objective of the combat is to give the soldiers a good time. Heaven knows the world needs a large-scale war but this is all we can arrange for the moment. As a last minute surprise the gaol warden, four gaol guards and twenty prisoners are joining in tomorrow’s combat. This helps you considerably. One gaol guard is immediately allocated to your unit and under your command. Two gaol guards will be assigned to the decapitation games and one gaol guard to the “treasure chest” hunt.

This conversation is shortly to get very frank. Do not flinch at the contents.

The Marine combat is basically three transport boats attacking one another. The fighters board ships, physically fight, and end up in the water. The combat notes say that they now drown one another. Two MPs are required for duty to ensure this happens. It is imperative that “dirty” fighting be encouraged. The MPs have the responsibility of deciding if and when the contact has been won. The survivors continue onto the island.

The rest of the MPs will escort the main body to the island. They will direct the soldiers so that they start the hunts and explorations of preferred interests. The decapitation game takes place on the beach. The sand will soak up excess blood on the freshly decapitated head.

Two MPs are on duty at the beach. It’s partly to stop any soldiers trying to escape on the water transport. This is a terminal offence as is shirking. They can nominally check the progress of the decapitation game where the two gaol guards run the sport. The leader expects dirty play: the winning team decapitates the losers.

Two MPs will roam throughout the entire killing zone. They will encounter curious bystanders drawn like a magnet to the flame of dangerous activities. The MPs must encourage them to overcome any inhibitions and join in. If necessary they escort and introduce them to the leader for a short examination of, for example, the nooses. As a general rule the MPs provide assistance, say physical restraint, to ensure termination of the targets.

Both the Hanging and the Strangle Details present problems of their own. A serious task—for your-eyes-only—execute the gaol warden and the leaders. Repeat. Execute the gaol warden and the leader by hanging from the gibbet. Force the other leader into a group, strangling, activity. Two MPs are assigned to each detail.  The spare gaol guard plus six MPs including the Sgt are left with a challenging role. Firstly, there is a hunt for, and capture of both Maj’s. This could be anywhere on the island. The two Maj’s are identified by the wearing of necklaces made out of cocks and balls across their chest. MPs are required to hoist the Maj’s above their shoulders and carry them to the “treasure chest”, a boxing rink. Here they are placed in the rink to defend themselves. The MPs are not strictly positioned to defend the officers. Both sides fight along the way to reach the “treasure chest”. Yes, they can choose to challenge an MP or step inside the rink. Every fighter inside the rink has to attack the officer and defend himself from the officer using the knife. This is strictly a cocks and ball combat.

A private contractor, Sgt Benn Jnr, is supplying extra knives and assisting the soldiers. Sgt. Wyman. Towards the conclusion—say when both Maj’s have swapped cocks and balls—spreadeagle Sgt Benn Jnr firmly on the ground. Raise his head if necessary so that he sees you slice off his cock and balls. Your orders are to then stuff his mouth with a cock and choke him. Are there any questions?”

“Yes sir! Will we wear the identifying sleeve marked MP?”

“Good question. Yes, but remember the soldiers identify you as a target. The other Col has something to say.”

“MPs. You do not have a Cpl. We will assess your performance during combat and award a Cpl’s rank to the outstanding MP. Sgt, don’t forget to supply the new recruits with knives. They will find them useful tomorrow. MPs. Dismiss!”

MP snapshots:

The pte is watching from a distance; there is a bulge in his camouflage trousers. The MP walks across to the pte.

“Pte. What’s your name?”

“Pte Jatorski.”

“Pte Jatorski. Something turn you on? Come on. You have a bulge. What are you looking at?”

“I’m staring in the distance, no” the Pte falters. “I’m staring at the hanging.”

“My, you are staring at the hanging. That’s brave. Come with me.”

The MP firmly takes hold of the Pte’s left arm, pulls him toward the nooses.

“Leader, I present you with Pte Jatorski. He wants to join in the action. Take care of the bulge in his trousers. I leave him in your capable hands.”

The pte is watching from a distance; there is a bulge in his camouflage trousers. The MP walks across to the pte.

“Pte. What’s your name?”

“Pte Rangorwitz.”

“Pte Rangorwitz. Something turn you on? Come on. You have a bulge. What are you looking at?”

“I’m looking at the spreadeagling of the soldier over there. It’s hot.”

“Do you want to spreadeagle a soldier?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, let’s do something about it.”

The pte is watching the decapitation sports on the beach. He strokes his exposed cock. The MP walks across to the pte.

“Pte. What’s your name?”

“Pte Gregory.”

“Pte Gregory. That’s a coincidence. There’s a second Pte Gregory here today. I bet he doesn’t have as big a cock as you. That’s a whopper.”

“Why can’t you leave me alone?”

“Pte Gregory. Other soldiers want your cock in their mouths or up their arses. This is not the time or the place for solo wanking. Come on!”

The MP grabs his left arm, escorts him to one of the gaol guards helping out with the sports game.

“Guard. Here’s Pte Gregory. He wants to play as soon as there is a player vacancy. His cock is whopper size. I’m sure you can fit him into the game. Thanks.”

Assembly:

Marine contact: an excuse for underwater choking.

The separate assembly points for the lake crossing keep the two forces apart. The main body crosses over to the island undisturbed. This enables the marine fighters to concentrate during their limited engagement. The Col is disappointed: he wanted more fighters. The marine fighting unit consists of two transport boats holding five soldiers each. This is almost laughable. Capt Murphy, the leader, has two recruit MPs in his own transport boat. The military objective is for the two boats to ram each other in the killing zone selected by the leader. In fact every soldier selected has marine experience. The Capt has to put aside loyalty towards the enemy soldiers and concentrate on leading today’s combat. One of the MPs steers his transport boat towards the killing zone. The other boats are at a manpower disadvantage. One soldier steers the boat but that leaves only four soldiers to attack.

The lake area selected for the killing zone is deep enough for the confrontation. The two boats ram each other immediately in front of the leader’s boat.

“Attack!” the leader shouts.

Two soldiers jump onto the other boat and fight with their fists immediately. The punch-up is a surprise: the punches hurt. One soldier collapses into unconsciousness; his attacker picks him up and throws him overboard. Another two jump ship the other way, tackle the enemy soldiers. An MP jumps onto their ship. Four soldiers and one MP roll overboard. They immediately orientate themselves to the water. They tackle one another in the water; by chance the MP is the first to drown; two soldiers eliminate him quickly; not they can concentrate on drowning one another; they methodically put their arms and hands around the neck, tighten and pull the head below the water level. It takes a few minutes to complete the process: they are vulnerable to further attacks. A soldier attacks one of these underwater drowners. Two fighters clamber back out of the water onto a boat.

“Attack!” the leader’s shout is unconvincing. The boat rams the leader’s boat; two soldiers jump across and grab the leader. The MP makes a token gesture at protecting the leader; he is new to his role as MP and has no idea who’s who. The two attackers and the leader grapple each other before falling overboard. The drowning is unfair; a waste of manpower but combat has no respect for rank. Every soldier under attack fights back; enemy Capt Murphy fights back and succeeds in drowning one of his attackers; they both drowned willingly and unwillingly—swallowing water is almost like choking on cocks. They once captured every drop of cum; now in their last moments they want to chuck up but more water enters their throats. The remaining attacker swallows water too but comes up for breath. He enjoys the double drowning.

There are peak combat incidents which leaders from other Details would envy. For instance, without prompting, four marine soldiers lock their arms and hands into strangling positions. Their arms throttle necks with textbook precision. Strangling takes concentrated, physical effort: the four stranglers are evenly matched—they reach the “light-headedness” but fail to finish the task. The recruit MP notices the problem but chooses to remain out of harm’s way. An experienced close-combat soldier, Pte Dwight, shines when he takes over.

“Pte. Grab the nearest soldier by the neck. Finish him off.”

They both choke a soldier. It takes a few minutes.

“Fuck. Finish off another.”

They choke two soldiers to death without the added burden of capturing the targets.

The MP is relieved when Pte Dwight says

“How do we fuckin’ get back to the island?”

They toss the bodies overboard complete with dog tags.

Three survivors steer the transport boats across to the island.

The MP reports that soldiers fought each other by choking underwater, strangling. The leader fell bravely during the course of combat. There were a number of casualties in the killing zone; nobody collected the dog tags; one soldier, Pte Dwight, yes that’s his name, is to be commended for outstanding service. The chain of command is pleased when a soldier passes on to further dangerous duties. Pte Dwight enters the “treasure chest” hunt, serves and survives an enemy posse. He chose not to overdo his luck in strangling.

Decapitation sports:

The two goal keepers were uneasy but at the same time hyped-up. One, two of them might lose his head. At the conclusion to the sports game the winning team must decapitate the losing team. Pte Gilbert who had the hairy chest was confident the leader, the enemy Lt Farrell, would look after his team. The other goal keeper, Pte Popov who had a hairless chest, was not so confident. His team was loaded with soldiers freshly released from prison. He had no idea whether they would play for winning. There were, in fact, a total of twelve soldiers ex-prison but deliberately spread across both teams. They looked rough and tough enough against the hairy team. Pte Popov wondered when they could use the knives during the sports. The leader, Lt Farrell, had wondered about this too. He decided that the players would open up their flies and play the sport with their cocks and balls exposed in the first instance. The enemy Col provided a suitable severed head to play with. The two gaol guards did not belong to either team but provided “security” and marked positions on the field. Stray soldiers join in the sports games allocated to teams with vacancies. Once players start the game they are alarmed/ thrilled to discover that decapitation is exercised on players during the game. The objective was to capture players, restrain them so that knives could be used; beyond this point they could be promptly decapitated. The steps in the execution were cruel. Lt Farrell figured correctly that a soldier without his cock and balls would want to be executed immediately. There were enough gloves for executioners. The ultimate score is assessed on the number of head goals past the goal keeper plus the number of executed heads. The players have an objective to score goals against the defending goal keepers at either end of the beach playing field.

Lt Farrell blew a whistle to start the sports game. He was happy to use the gaol guards rather than the MPs. He was surprised when his cock hardened near the very beginning. In truth his cock fucked brutally; there was no romance in his life just arseholes for fucking. He intentionally left it exposed for all players to see; some of the players took up the message and removed their cocks from a comparative safety zone. The gaol guards were reluctant at first to expose their cocks but decided they had better join in. The goal keepers felt they were too distant from the body of players for their cocks to be seen. The players were comfortable passing the severed head. The first issue arose when a scrum was called. The players had very strong shoulders. Lt Farrell was impressed with the manliness of the scrum with its line-up of shoulders.

The scrum was hard-hitting, so hard-hitting that one player collapsed under the weight. He broke his neck; the Lt rushed across to examine him but he was already dead. The Lt wondered whether to leave the body on the playing beach field; he decided to order the players to stack the bodies near a goal post. The game continued; the players rushed to one end; the Lt saw the goal keeper catch the severed head. No score yet. The players re-formed in the middle. The Lt blew the whistle. At the end of the scramble the friendly force soldiers captured a hairy-chested enemy player. They immediately staked him out manually on the sand; the cock was already in an erect place; Pte Popov saw the answer to his question. Pte Barnett whipped out his knife, sliced off the exposed cock and balls. The blade did an excellent job. Pte Barnett stood up, held the severed cock and balls triumphantly for all players to see; Pte Lorenzo took up a pair of gloves plus a set piece of wire; he asked his colleagues to lift up the head; then, he attacked the head. The decapitation took considerable physical effort but he managed. The Lt was correct in his assessment that instant decapitation is preferable to life without a cock and balls. The Lt prefers that all severed heads be positioned beside the appropriate goal post. The Lt had overlooked what to do with severed cocks and balls—he asked the guards to stack them up beside the goal posts. The goal keepers found the stacking of heads, cocks and balls spooky.

Pte Gregory with the whopping cock replaced the hairy-chested KIA. He joined the winning side: the hairy-chested players suffer the fewest field decapitations and scored three goals. The defeated soldiers tried to evade their execution; the two MPs patrolling the beach area ran across and tackled the ringleaders. Everybody joined in a brawl but ultimately the Lt had his way. The winning soldiers executed the losers. The heads of the entire defeated players rolled into the beach sand. The Lt encouraged the winning soldiers to piss over the bodies. The Lt wonders about promotion; he does not know yet that the Capt above his position is somewhere in the lake.

Both Lt’s have sound reasons to be cocky—they keep their cocks and balls safe. At the end of today’s combat both Lt’s will be outstanding candidates ready to fill vacant positions.

Strangling detail:

The two MPs, assigned to the Strangling Detail, have a leader, Capt Kimball, 2 barbers, 2 newly released prisoners and five soldiers from each side. One of the newly released prisoners challenged a hairy chested soldier for an immediate, hands-to-hands confrontation. The leader formed the remaining soldiers into a circle surrounding the enthusiasts. The two MPs bluntly and forcefully positioned Capt Kimball as part of the circle; the Capt objected but the MPs cut off any escape. For the opening the circle players toyed with the necks beside them; it wasn’t until the two enthusiasts started to seriously strangle one another that the locked hands intensified the pressure on the necks. The prisoner did a thorough strangling of the hairy chested soldier who slumped to the ground. The two barbers were determined to strangle soldiers and personally survive; they eyed off the MPs as targets as well as the soldiers beside them. They waited patiently until they seized the opportunity to force both MPs into the circle. The Capt and the two MPs couldn’t believe that the other soldiers were strangling them. They considered their effort to counter-attack was sufficient to repel the attackers. Sgt Wyman, in charge of all the MPs, will be disappointed to learn that he lost two MPs to strangling hands. Maj Lindsay will be furious to learn that soldiers throttled Capt Kimball. The two barbers, contrary to expectation, both survive and enjoy the strangling detail.

Hanging Detail:

The MPs assigned here fare better than their colleagues in the Strangling Detail. Pte Jatorski who joined in after on-looking at a distance proved to be an accomplished hangman. The MPs eventually achieve the objective: the soldiers eliminate both the Gaol Warden and the leader, Sgt Benjamin. By and large the hanging detail follows a well-known script. The Gaol Warden knew he was set-up; but there was nothing he could do to avoid his fate. He takes out his anger, in the approved military way, by hanging one of the barbers; the second barber revenged his mate by noosing the gaol warden. The gaol warden is stricken with remorse when he realizes he has broken up the pair of barbers. It is too late. The second barber tortures him, prolongs the hanging, keeps the pain up, pulls his cock until it is red raw, and crushes the balls beyond repair. The gaol warden cries over his crushed balls but the tight noose gives him more to worry about. The second barber is totally enraged. The Sgt assists: some soldiers are slow off the mark; they start putting the nooses around necks but are behind in hoisting the targets up onto the gibbet. The Sgt personally finds hoisting an essential thrill to proper hangings. One of the MPs provokes a soldier to noose the Sgt; then, both the MPs hoist the target—this is their one opportunity to join in the hangings. Of course, the Sgt resists the pain but eventually he settles down; he enjoys his own hanging. The noose burns into his neck. A soldier removes the Sgt’s cock and balls from the camouflage trousers. The hanging progresses beyond the point of no return. Sgt Benjamin: your cock spurts all over the bare-chested soldier. The MP slips down the soldier’s trousers, shoves his cock up the arse, pulls the wet chest towards him and proceeds to fuck him. A second soldier tightens a noose around the soldier’s neck; the fuck is brutal; immediately the fuck finishes the second soldier hoists up the noosed soldier, secures him to the gibbet. Now he pays attention to the captive cock which spurts when he grasps the balls. He bends down and slurps up the remaining cum. Then, just for fun, he swings the legs. The heavy boots try to find firm ground for the last time. The second MP restrains a target at a critical moment; two soldiers slip over and tighten a noose on their target; they hoist the target; the second MP leans across, whips off the belt and rips the camouflage trousers down. The second MP then grasps and pulls the cock. The target frowns and gulps for breath. The hanging is comparatively quick: the cock shoots, a tongue pops out and the target stops breathing. The second MP feels disappointed that he has been left out of a fuck; the hanging detail progresses but without his cock shooting up an arsehole. Pte Jatorski surprised the taller of the two soldiers by slipping a loose noose over his head. He quickly tightened it before the soldier could resist; the problem was he needed a helper to drag the target beneath the gibbet. The second soldier counter-attacked with a loose noose: Pte Jatorski felt the rope cut through his neck. Ouch! Both the MPs pay attention to the newly noosed targets. Yes, it’s the right thing to do. They throw the ends of the loose nooses over the gibbet, grasp the ends and pull tight. Both the tall soldier and Pte Jatorski resisted with full blooded strength. The MPs whilst tired still had the strength to finalize the hangings. They needed the strength as these hangings took much longer than usual. The other soldier made himself useful by opening up the flies of the camouflage trousers and exposing the cocks and balls. The tall soldier had the biggest, erect cock which spurted according to the Hangman’s Textbook. Pte Jatorski’s cock had spurted a few times during earlier hanging scenes. For this reason his cock was so-so but it still reached a climax. The MPs approved when the other soldier whipped out the special knife.

“Go on. Do it.”

The other soldier held Pte Jatorski’s balls firmly with his left hand, sliced down from above the spent cock to the balls and held them up for the MPs to see. Pte Jatorski was expending his last breaths when he saw his severed cock and balls. The other soldier was unable to stuff them into Pte Jatorski’s mouth because of the tight noose. The two MPs seized the opportunity to stuff them into the mouth of the other soldier. They choked him in various stages—he kept gagging and trying to spew up the cock and balls—but eventually he quietened down and his eyes glazed over. The two MPs felt good about their hanging success, ignored any survivors and wandered off towards the main killing ground. They wanted promotion so they would have to spread the word of their hanging success especially to Sgt Wyman.

The “treasure chest”:

Maj Lindsay sported a necklace with real, severed, cocks across his bare chest. Sgt Benn Jnr had kindly provided them in the course of his demonstrations. The Maj felt proud wearing them, indeed he liked the whole scene ranging from the marine combat to the island activities. It was no surprise when enemy soldiers captured him. He was pleased when they had the physical strength to hoist him above their shoulders and carry him the long distance to the boxing ring at the heart of the treasure chest.

The enemy Maj was unknown but with a barrel, hairy chest. In a daring display of bravado he had already opened up the front of his camouflage trousers. He wanted all soldiers to see his well-worn cock and big sized balls. It was a bonus when Lt Haas placed a necklace with real, severed, cocks across his hairy chest.

Lt Haas ordered six friendly force soldiers to lift up the unknown enemy Maj and carry him above their shoulders to the treasure chest site. The remaining soldiers from both sides were expected to attack one another. Sgt Brown reluctantly accepted the challenge. He was nevertheless impressed with the killing zone. The MPs had established a number of spread-eagle positions. These appealed to his sense of humour. A few positions were between upright poles; others were fixed on the ground. Nonetheless Sgt Brown was dismayed when enemy soldiers captured him, secured him between two upright poles and opened up the front of his camouflage trousers. He was able to see all the combat whilst anticipating what might happen to him. The civilian Sgt Benn Jnr was also captured and spread-eagled across the ground. For the moment he was left alone but his camouflage trousers were pulled down. Lt Haas preferred to use the skills of Sgt Benn Jnr whilst Maj Lindsay was still alive. The Lt ordered soldiers to rescue Sgt Benn Jnr but not Sgt Brown. The combatants were so absorbed in this killing area that they ignored for the moment the plight of the two Majors. One enemy soldier confronted Sgt Brown with his sharp blade. He sliced off Sgt Brown’s cock and balls effortlessly, and shoved them deep into Sgt Brown’s mouth. It was an effort to choke the Sgt but he succeeded. Some MPs arrived in the middle of the confused fighting. Soldiers targeted them. An MP spread-eagled out across the ground. Before he could catch his breath an unknown soldier pulled down his trousers. It was simple to slice off his cock and balls. Ouch! He thought he would be forced to choke on them…not in this instance. He saw a soldier slice off another set of cock and balls. The cock was huge and it was this cock that he would choke on. Sgt Benn Jnr showed the soldiers the most effective ways of spread-eagling targets. After all it was a “speciality” of his. Seven soldiers including one MP were spread-eagled and terminated in this killing site.

The MPs had the most casualties in the killing zone beside the two Majors. Sgt Wyman in charge of the MPs was dismayed to lose so many fine soldiers. The other combatants simply ignored sides and drew the MPs into the melee. Whilst these combatants fought to the death the two Majors eyed one another off; they were under no immediate obligation to fight to the death; Maj Lindsay was impressed with the enemy Maj’s still erect cock. It takes some doing to keep it erect for so long! Maj Lindsay weakened by opening up the front of his camouflage trousers and exposing his own erect cock. The balls were tight: he hoped he wouldn’t lose them. During this fight many soldiers switched onto their blades as the choice of weapon. Sgt Wyman tried to motivate his MPs by getting them to expose their cocks; in all honesty all the combatants had adopted this position. Sgt Benn Jnr was in his element as the soldiers wielded their sharp knives. Every fighter was noisy in this particular killing zone. The MPs thought they would have had a fighting edge. This proved to be wrong. Soldiers sliced off the MPs’ cocks and balls whenever they could. The enemy Maj ordered Sgt Wyman to capture Sgt Benn Jnr and bring him into the boxing ring. Sgt Wyman plus an MP captured the civilian Sgt and handed him over to the enemy Maj. Two sets of handcuffs tied Sgt Benn Jnr’s arms apart on the inside of the boxing ring rope. The enemy Maj pulled down the Sgt’s camouflage trousers to his ankles but let the Sgt take in the fighting beyond the rope. The Sgt took intense pleasure as he saw how the soldiers used his knives. It was regrettable that the enemy Maj would shortly kill him. There was no escape. The enemy Maj pulled the sharp knife out of the side of his boot and then showed it to Maj Lindsay who beckoned. The enemy Maj asked Maj Lindsay to secure the Sgt’s cock and balls. Maj Lindsay walked over, grasped the Sgt’s cock and balls. The enemy Maj sliced downwards straight through the Sgt’s cock and balls; they both looked downwards impressed with the blade’s precision. The enemy Maj looked across to Maj Lindsay. They both knew that now was the time to attack each other. The enemy Maj grasped Maj Lindsay’s balls and squeezed tight. Maj Lindsay jumped up in pain. The next move followed as day follows night. The enemy Maj slashed downwards on Maj Lindsay’s cock and balls and sliced them off. Maj Lindsay might have lost his cock and balls but he was still aroused enough to return the favour. He sliced off the enemy Maj’s cock and balls. Sgt Benn Jnr was minus his cock and balls but he remained considerate and ever-useful. The Sgt swapped the Majors’ cocks and balls and stuffed them down their throats. For a few glorious minutes the cockheads jutted out of their mouths. The Sgt no longer had the physical strength to choke them after the loss of blood. In fact he would shortly choke on Sgt Wyman’s cock and balls.

Sgt Wyman jumped to too many conclusions when he saw that these three had sliced off their cocks and balls. The enemy for him would prove to be Lt Haas. The Lt acquired a taste for slicing off soldiers’ cocks and balls during today’s combat. For his “first blood” today’s fighting was an exciting challenge. He would ensure that the official report to the Colonel praised him for the excellence of his combat skills. It might mention in a footnote that soldiers feared for their cocks and balls with good reason. Sgt Wyman was an MP whose cock and balls simply had to go. The Lt took great pleasure in slicing off Sgt Wyman’s cock and balls. It was too late to resist. The problem was that Sgt Wyman fought back and succeeded in slicing off his cock and balls. Ouch! So the Lt turned out to be cannon fodder after all. Soldiers without cocks and balls were totally expendable. A few MPs had to swap the cocks and balls and start the choking process. The effort required was exhausting after such a long day. The castrated soldiers took awhile to expire. The MPs finished them off as this was necessary. This was the formal end of today’s combat.

The Colonels felt aggrieved that they missed out on taking part. Two majors who might have been promoted to their Colonel rank fell today. The Colonels had the authority to designate “field promotions” as in the case of an MP from Pte to Cpl. They interviewed a number of MP survivors who, of course, bragged about their expertise in the killing zone.

The final report to Headquarters was very brief. It stated the bare facts and requested replacements.

Who collected the severed cocks and balls? The enemy Lt Farrell of decapitation sports fame organized a collection for “private eyes only”: indeed he ensured that the privates inspected the trophies. The Lt returned the necklaces on the majors’ chests to the Colonels without comment. A few bodies including Capt Murphy’s washed up on shore the next day. The Body Disposal Unit had great difficulty in bagging the bodies on the island. The stench was overpowering.

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