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Military Cattle Cut Club Exercise 2 This is dedicated to R.O.C. a like-minded soldier
Maj Charlton is the leader of the
forthcoming exercise. The official selection committee postponed his
nomination for a promotional training course. He was required at the time to serve
in an overseas operation. There he had a conflict of interest with his
superior office, a Lt Col. In truth the Lt Col was an uninspiring troop
leader who kept a distance from the enemy where possible. Maj
Charlton wanted to fight the enemy head-on. The Lt Col’s paperwork damned the
Maj. Consequently the Maj’s military career reached
a plateau. The prospect of leading the Club’s exercise where his own life was
in danger no longer fazed him. The Club had solid leadership which was
capable of organizing occasional exercises. It already knew that the Maj had a prime set of cock and balls. The definition of
“prime” was a target which would genuinely satisfy the fighters’ objectives. Two gung-ho Lt’s
namely Lt Brown and Lt Gordon will lead each side. Their service records are
marked “Dummies” which means they are expendable. On the other hand they are
excited by and anticipate cutting off other soldiers’ cocks and balls. They
intend to swap cocks and choke soldiers with the cocks. A military assessor
would rate the length, width and curve of their cocks as ideal for choking
targets. The total number of
participants is unknown until nearer the event. The Club’s manpower wish list
must take a second place to operational requirements. The Club was happy to
accept any “cannon fodder” provided the cocks and balls met the “prime”
standard. In the forthcoming exercise a platoon of thirty three soldiers who
had fucked up in operational combat faced disciplinary action. A Club officer
recommended that the two soldiers whose cocks and balls did not meet the
“prime” standard be executed as mascots at the beginning. There was a heated discussion
about the possible methods. Another Club officer pointed out that these two
soldiers could fight with the latest blades and see what results. Or, they
could fight with hacking or serrated edge blades as a discipline. The
serrated edge blades were nasty but “nice” when used effectively. On the
whole the participants used the latest blades with considerable expertise.
The consensus became serrated edge blades. One of the Club officers had
successfully used the serrated edge blades and found the experience extremely
satisfying. He was envious that these two soldiers were singled out for
combat with these blades. They agreed that any survivors of the initial
contact could carry the serrated edge blades into the main exercise. Maj Charlton liked the idea of all participants using
serrated edge blades; he requested an update from the Club’s Quartermaster.
One of the latest blades did have a serrated edge, was lightweight, easy to
use and currently available for order at short notice. It came in a pouch
which could be inserted on the side of regular issue military boots. The belt
clasp was of limited use when participants pulled down camouflage trousers to
expose the targets. Whatever happened in a combat situation soldiers kept
their boots on. Maj Charlton requested that the
Club’s Quartermaster provide two soldiers to transport the stores,
distribute, guarantee and demonstrate their use by taking part in the
exercise. Indeed the
Quartermaster currently had six soldiers in the stores; two had left for an
overseas exercise, two were in reserve, and, yes, he could send two soldiers
who would enjoy taking part in the exercise. Another Club officer
made the observation that a Lt would have led the platoon. Who was he? His
name was Lt Carell. Would he be joining his platoon
in the exercise? Apparently Capt Heims to whom the Ltd reported was enraged and fearful that
he himself might be disciplined from above. Capt Heims
discretely asked for advice. The solution was simple. Capt Heims had to join in the exercise and personally cut off
Lt Carell’s cock and balls. It was a long while
since Capt Heims had personally cut off a soldier’s
cock and balls—as a matter of fact it was during overseas combat; inspired by
this he wanted to join the Military Cattle Cut Club but was overlooked at the
time. Nor was Lt Carell a member but he enjoyed
combat and killing the enemy. The remaining
participants are “volunteers” recruited from a wide range of units but
different from the platoon to be disciplined. Yes, they are “volunteers” but,
also full members of the Military Cattle Cut Club. That means they have been
chosen after they have demonstrated both interest in and experience of
cutting off cocks and balls. Maj Charlton was concerned about the
security of the exercise site in view of the fact that this exercise included
harsh military discipline. He called on the Military Policemen to supply
additional perimeter guards. The MPs passed the buck and suggested Border
Patrol Guards. These soldiers were currently deployed in a quiet zone and
thirsty for serious combat duties to relieve the boredom. The Club’s
administration organized transport, accommodation and rations. The Border
Patrol Guards would be tasked to provide perimeter security. This entails the
execution of any soldiers trying to escape. There are no
prisoners in the exercise. The preferred method of execution is with the
blades issued to all within the exercise zone. The Border Patrol Guards must
be prepared to take part if drawn into the exercise. The Maj
had to spell out upfront that these Guards must have “prime” cocks and balls.
His concern was misplaced: they entirely satisfied the criteria. Furthermore
the Guards who were selected looked forward to the exercise. Ten of the
Guards in particular had gross sized cocks and balls. These would be ideal
for choking targets. The enclosed morphed photo gives the reader some idea of
the size requirement. Most soldiers prefer large cocks and balls. They are
easier to grasp firmly. Usually the blades
have no trouble in cutting them off. Maj Charlton’s main concern was that
the soldiers enjoy the exercise. There must be a promise of winning and
survival. He decided to review the exercise area, called in the two Lts Brown and Gordon plus three Border Patrol Guards—a
Sgt, a Cpl and a Pte. The Guards had a lot to say
because prime cocks and balls count for everything in their culture. The quartermaster
arranged for two ptes to meet Maj
Charlton before this review but take part if necessary. Maj
Charlton decided to bring them along. He sensed that the two Lts would dream of creaming their camouflage trousers
when they saw the size of the bulges courtesy of the quartermaster. Indeed
the quartermaster had a reputation for selecting ptes
with prime cocks and balls. The infrequency of exercises fazed the
quartermaster who lusted after danger: the threat to his own cock and balls
turned him on. A number of close shaves electrified him during the exercises.
His career was
fortunate; he fought and survived in both serious military combat and the
Club’s exercises. The tuition he gave selected ptes
equipped them with expertise. They mastered the use of the specialized blades
and the subsequent process of choking on the severed cocks. The casualties
were high because that was the nature of the exercises. Maj Charlton’s review started with a
parade at the agreed assembly point. The dress of the day was full camouflage
uniform. The Maj designated Lt Gordon to accompany
him and inspect the cocks and balls on parade. All members on parade opened
up the front flies and brought out their cocks and balls for inspection. The
cocks were a mixture of cut and uncut, had variations in size of length,
width and strength. The balls were equally prime targets. Frankly Maj Charlton took this opportunity to flaunt his cock and
balls deliberately in front of the soldiers. Once upon a time he had been shy
about nudity; now he thrived on it. The presence of Lt Gordon’s cock aroused
the Maj’s cock. The guards took the parade in their
stride but noted that the two quartermaster ptes
were destined to choke on cock. The guards appreciated six foot plus tall ptes and would be happy to oblige—indeed they had no
intention of remaining passively in the background; the threat didn’t faze
them one bit. They were happy to go along with Maj
Charlton’s assessment during the review but determined that the Maj would be terminated if necessary. Lt Brown was
somewhat aggressive in dealing with the three Border Patrol Guards—a Sgt, a
Cpl and a Pte. First of all he expected an officer
to turn up; secondly, he ordered Sgts, Cpls and Ptes around—he didn’t
ask them for advice; thirdly, in his opinion, serrated edge blades would
slice off their cocks and balls with precision. He started to get an erection
just thinking about their possible fate. The two ptes
direct from the quartermaster picked up on the Lt’s bulge. The quartermaster
warned them in advance that serrated edge blades were the Maj’s
primary choice. Even cannon fodder has a name: Pte
Granger and Pte Huntington. They are fully
qualified members of the Military Cattle Cut Club. Their experiences were
more intense than usual. Both had successfully sliced off a set of cock and
balls and then shoved the cocks down the throats. The threats came when the
targets attacked them around the throats; in fact the targets pressed them to
the point where they lost consciousness; however, the targets didn’t have the
strength to finish them off. The cocks down the targets’ throats proved too
invasive. The Ptes had finished off other targets
in the killing zone. In this instance the combat kept other participants
busy: they regained consciousness and renewed their attack on their targets.
Yes, it was overkill but they needed to throttle the targets to the ultimate
finish. The truth was that the half-baked strangulation turned them on. By
way of comparison Lt Brown’s experience was more straightforward: he had to
pull down the camouflage trousers right to the boots; there was a Golden Rule
that any erect cocks must be milked first; as his cock was erect and jutted
out beyond his open camouflage trousers he grasped both cocks in his left
hand. He was fairly brutal. Lt Brown’s right arm was itching to use a Special
Forces knife but so was his opponent. The cocks spewing were the signal for
the knives to threaten. The opponent’s knife went slightly off direction: it
cut into the public hair rather than directly above or below the shaft of the
cock. Lt Brown hit the target cock full on. The opponent tried again: this
time his knife reached the position immediately above the shaft. However, the
pain of his own castration knocked him off balance. His knife gave Lt Brown a
fright but he momentarily lacked the strength to follow through. In theory
his defence was too late when the Lt held up his
bloody cock and balls. He made the effort to grasp the Lt’s neck. The Lt
didn’t take this new threat lightly but, he too, welcomed the chokehold. It
meant that his opponent had dropped his knife so that was one less threat. He
enjoyed a chokehold on the few occasions when opponents grasped his throat
and neck. He fondly remembered his military hazing where recruits engaged in
a barracks chokehold game. The objective was to choke until your opponent
blacked out and lost consciousness. Elsewhere during this exercise many
soldiers’ cocks spewed before they mutually castrated one another. It was an
adults-only version of vanilla sex where safe sex practices were maintained. Lt Gordon was an
old-fashioned sadist. He enjoyed wielding the knife, hearing his opponent’s
screams when the opponent realized that his cock and balls were gone forever,
and then stuffing the cock into the mouth to shut him up. Also his arms were
very strong. There was no problem in choking the opponent to death. The
problem he had was stand-by duty. Here he was itching to go to full
production combat but he was sitting on his arse.
Occasionally the Military Cattle Cut Club staged an exercise so that selected
soldiers could let off steam. He wondered whether the Border Patrol Guards
shared his dissatisfaction with limited combat. In blunt terms the military
had brainwashed them to fight the enemy to kill but little was happening. The weather was
comparatively mild in the exercise area. The Border Patrol Guards were
relieved when Maj Charlton suggested the soldiers
fight bare-chested. As a rule they liked fighting where they showed off their
brawny chests if combat conditions permitted. Their cocks and balls were
totally unprotected when thrust out of the front of their camouflage
trousers. This gave them the thrill of danger especially when all soldiers
joined in the fighting. The officers from the Border Patrol Guards were on
duty fighting drug clans when the official request came from military command
for their services. It wasn’t until the drug clan wars calmed down for a rare
moment that the officers were able to join the remaining guards. They were curious
about the exercises which were infrequently mentioned but never discussed in
polite circles. One thing’s for sure: some of the Guards’ cocks were whopper
size. Hell, the officers were chosen for the size of their cocks. Maj Charlton’s job today was reconnaissance to physically
inspect the killing zone, determine its boundaries and outline a mutually
agreeable plan for the exercise activities. He particularly wanted one area
to be equipped for a mass castration of about ten soldiers. Captured soldiers
could be spread-eagled between upright poles. After the slots are filled the
targets are then handled as a mass event. The killing zone itself was
strictly within designated, fenced off military property. Nevertheless the
military police had captured and arrested some trespassers as recently as
last month. The trespassers proved to be members of a militia group who were
training out of harm’s way. Well, so they thought. The assessment of the
military police was to let them continue but surprise, capture and force them
to take part in any organized exercises. It would do them good, for example,
to join in the next Military Cattle Cut Club exercise. Their numbers would be
twenty or so. This would give the exercise volunteers a bigger range of
targets. A militia group was unlikely to complain to their local politician
that they were cannon fodder. The military police had taken the precaution of
stripping the militia; they noted the broad size of the cocks and balls—very
acceptable for blades to work over. It would be essential to strip them of
all weapons. The blade order to the quartermaster covered extra numbers of
participants. They were to be issued with the same serrated edge blades as
every other fighter. They would stand out in the killing zone by their immaculate
uniforms. It is unlikely that they would be as physically fit as the enlisted
soldiers. Good for them in any survive. Any survivors will be drafted into
the military for full time duty. That’s the consequence of trespassing on
military property! Maj Charlton passed on a request to
higher authority for permission to draft the militia group into the exercise.
He wanted the Border Patrol Guards to carry this out but at the moment their
officers were not present to make this happen. Otherwise the military police
now had complete contact records of the recent trespassers. Perhaps they
could be invited to “volunteer” for an exercise but not informed of the
terminal nature. This would be easiest given the current resources. The
military police would need to provide a suitable vehicle to pick the militia
up from a designated assembly point. It was important to thrust these militia
members straight into the exercise before they got cold feet about their
passion for military action. The military police are to arrange transport for
any survivors to be whisked away to boot camp. Maj Charlton wanted the participants
to break up into opposing sides spread over a large area. In his experience
soldiers preferred to fight in smaller groups well away from public eyes; the
victors might be happy to flaunt severed cocks and balls into the air but the
fallen liked a degree of privacy. Large locations such as a football field
turned all but the total exhibitionists off. He prefers that the soldiers set
ambushes, hunt down and attack targets in keeping with their military
training. In this exercise the serrated edge blade must be used on every
captured man; there are no prisoners as such. Some soldiers enjoyed finishing
off the emasculated. For this reason he doesn’t mind the spread of
activities. As a consequence the exercise will take a longer period of time;
the only deadline is with the serrated edge blade. He has not specified the
guidelines yet for the start and finish of the exercise. The morgue squad is
currently short of official duties: it will be good for them to exercise
their particular skills in collecting and placing the bodies in body bags.
The leader of the morgue squad always made a point of collecting whatever
severed cocks and balls he could. There was no point in matching them up with
personal bodies—besides, in their experience, a number of soldiers “swapped”
cockheads. The morgue squad was by nature ghoulish; even within such a prize
posting some unit members hankered for dangerous combat. The leader specifically
requested Maj Charlton’s permission for unit
members to fight. The Maj insisted that such unit
members formally parade before him well in advance; he intended to inspect
the size of their cocks and balls and brief them on combat and morgue collection
responsibilities. The leader was to parade with his men. The Maj already knew that higher military authorities wanted
a turnover in the morgue squad personnel. An official culling would suit
them. The leader had reached his “use-by-date”—sad to say; he had been away
from front line combat for too long. On the other hand a morgue squad was
required to remove the bodies. Perhaps there could be a morgue squad of
“volunteers” designated to fight. The proposed roll
call listed as follows: Maj Charlton, commander in the field assisted by Lt Brown and Lt Gordon Quartermaster Ptes: Pte Granger Pte Huntington Members of Military Cattle Cut Club SSgt Bonner Sgt Number of fighters
to be specified but including four fighters to report back to the Club. Cpl Trapper on
“friendly” side Cpl Dudikov on “friendly” side Cpl Woo on “enemy”
side Cpl Bauer on
“enemy” side Border Patrol Guards: Officer Lt Hoover Sgt Pronger Cpl Pte Other unit members Unit for punishment: 33 Lt Carell 33 unit members Capt Heims responsible for Lt Carell
Military Police personnel Militia members approx 25 Morgue squad x 2 or 3 Stores required: 2 boxes of serrated
edge blades containing at least 150 At least 100 body
bags Drivers and
Vehicles to transport personnel to and from the exercise Water containers Basic food rations Coloured shoulder bands: black leather,
camouflage green and dark brown The members of the
Military Cattle Cut Club assembled together for the forthcoming exercise
attended a series of briefings. Maj Charlton
welcomed their participation and outlined important distinctions. They would
be fighting as a group against the mixture of a military punishment unit
combined with civilian militia. The placement of a morgue squad and Border
Patrol Guards was yet to be worked out. Lt Brown would lead the socalled “friendly” side; Lt Gordon would lead the
“enemy” side. The Club was sticking to its dress-of-the-day plan: a coloured shoulder band to identify the fighting side,
bare chest, camouflage trousers without belt, general purpose boots, and
socks optional. The knife comes with its own pouch, can be positioned at the
side of the boot or fastened to the top of the camouflage trousers. You want
to hear the good news about the knife? Remember the Club
guarantees its members an unrestricted “exercise” space where they will use
the latest and sharpest blades. The Club noted that there was a swing back to
the use of serrated edge blades. This desire was partly nostalgia for the
“good old days” where soldiers hacked each other. In any event the
state-of-the-art blade manufacturers developed a hybrid product which
combines deadly sharpness with a serrated edge blade knife. The quartermaster
went to a lot of trouble to get permission for Club members to use them. The
enemy has no knowledge that our military forces have developed this weapon.
It’s important that the enemy remain without this knowledge. The morgue squad
will be collecting all knives at the end of the exercise. It’s usual for
soldiers to wish to keep them; they are ideal weapons for unexpected combat
encounters; however, the Club will invite you to future “exercises” where
these knives—or even better—are supplied free of charge. All knives supplied
by the Club come with a condition that they are used. The exercise ends after
every fighter has scored a set of cock and balls. This is an ambitious
objective. The Maj, in his role of commander, may
order additional fighters into the “grudge match area”. Capt Heims has issued a challenge to Lt Carell
whose troops are being punished for abysmal combat performance. The Club
decided to let them fight it out man-to-man. Other soldiers may have a grudge
and/or simply a desire to slice off a particular set of cock and balls and/or
the guts to fight to the death. You can register your interest in fighting in
a grudge match with the Lt Brown or Lt Gordon. The Lts
will make every effort to arrange an opponent of your choice; for instance,
some fighters may wish to challenge an opponent with bull-sized balls. The
grudge matches will be held in a killing zone framed by boxing ring ropes.
The Club emphasizes that soldiers with their balls on the line will not be
fighting fair: in the spur of the moment soldiers assist other soldiers to
overcome targets. For example, a degree of co-operation may be required to
open up and pull down camouflage trousers. This is an essential part of the
ritual of emasculation. Every soldier expects his exposed cock and balls to
be in danger once his camouflage trousers are pulled down. Under no
circumstances will soldiers wear under-garments. The soldiers are adult
enough to flaunt their cocks and balls in the paths of knives. The quartermaster
is posting Pte Granger and Pte
Huntington to issue the members of each side with the serrated edge blade
knives as well as the shoulder bands. They are not present at today’s
briefing. They are experienced Club members who fully intend to score targets
in the field. Welcome them into your fighting group; they are individuals who
do not have the benefit of support. At the risk of
repeating the obvious Club members are turned on when their cocks face a
direct knife threat; there is no guarantee that the “enemy” fighters will
respond in this way. The results of previous exercises point out the necessity
for a ruling on aroused/erect cocks; in all cases the cocks must spew first;
after the spewing soldiers can use the serrated edge blade knives. The
authorities expect a high degree of professionalism from all members of the
Club. Convince your “enemy” opponents that you are doing them a favour when you slice off their cocks and balls. The
militia unit members are weekend killers; the strength of their knife
handling skills is unknown. The sharpness of the issued blade is so
impressive that it is unlikely that any cock shafts will be crudely hacked
like in the “good old days”. Maj Charlton
encourages all Club members to continue the emasculation by shoving cocks
down throats. Particular attention needs to be paid: firstly, the Club
prefers cock heads to jut out of mouths and secondly, the choking process
must be diligently followed through. It is acceptable to finish off the
target by choking his neck. For that matter the Club respects the fact that
soldiers might cry out in the face of a genuine threat, scream with pain, and
lament the loss of their cock and balls. Whinging
is out for more than a few minutes and usually stops when a cock is shoved
down the throat. Some soldiers may
regret the loss of their cocks and balls and wish to be finished off. Club
members must comply with these wishes in the appropriate manner. The Club emphasises that every soldier and militia man within the
killing zone is ordered to fight. All officers including the good Lts Brown and Gordon share the soldiers’ lust for slicing
off cocks and balls. Soldiers of any rank can challenge them. The Club’s use of
military policemen is restricted in this exercise. Unit members from the
Border Patrol Guards will be guarding the perimeter, wearing black leather
shoulder bands and dropping in and out of the exercise combat. Apparently
they are hungry for action. The performance of the weekend killers—you know
who I mean-- is an unknown quantity. They might turn out to be formidable
opponents. Never underestimate the “enemy” and remember that emasculated
soldiers may still have the strength to throttle you to death. The serrated
edge blade knife may be the best weapon in the killing zone but strong arms
deliver death to the unwary. The Club has made
every effort to select fighters with reasonable size cocks and balls. A
number of you—lucky ones—have bull sized balls. The officers keep a secret as
to whether they have bull sized balls—spoiler, they certainly do; however,
the status of officers from the Border Patrol Guards and the Morgue Collection
unit is unknown at this stage. For that reason the soldiers have a monopoly.
It is an excuse to form a cohesive unit which can operate both within the
field and in the “grudge match” area if necessary. The Club always
hopes to see bull sized bulges! Express your bull sized ball status to Lt
Brown at the end of this briefing. SSgt Bonner lined
up with Lt Brown. The result was a “dirty dozen” Club members with bull sized
balls taking part in the current exercise. SSgt Bonner outranked the other
soldiers. He was the obvious choice to lead the “dirty dozen”. His leadership
skills may have been rusty but he welcomed the chance to lead soldiers into
danger. He regretted the few opportunities to join in bull sized ball group
activities. In short he underestimated the ability of the enemy side to
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