Copyright (c) 1998, Gaius

War is Hell
by Gaius 

     The paintball group I belong too really takes the game seriously. Every weekend fourteen guys and myself get our fatigues on and hike up into the mountains to "play army", as my girlfriend would say.  It is a lot of fun and all of the guys seem to really enjoy the time away from their girlfriends and wives, just some time to themselves.  There is nothing like shooting someone, (although it is in jest), to work out all of the unhealthy aggression that builds up in the week.  My girlfriend however did not share
my enthusiasm for the game, and I came to understand that the other wives  and girlfriends felt the same.  

     Every weekend when I would get ready to go, Sarah, (that�s my girlfriend�s name) would cry and tell me that if I really loved her I would stay home this weekend.  It really was beginning to be a drag and from my conversations with the other guys they were experiencing the same nagging from their mates as I was from mine.  All of the guys however made a pact to hang tight and ride it out.  If any guy missed a single weekend, he was taunted mercilessly and called "pussy whip boy".  All of you guys out there reading this story will be able to sympathize with me when I say there is very little in this world worse than being shown up in front of your male friends by your wife or girlfriend.  This being the case all of the guys, including I, became very stubborn about our weekends.  This would have continued indefinitely until the women began to withhold sex!  That was dirty pool! Two weeks later the guys agreed that a compromise had to be made.  

     Sam, the unofficial leader of our club suggested that we have a co-ed weekend, with the girls against the guys.  That, he added, should satisfy their curiosity about what goes on up in the mountains as well as probably make them never want to come with us again.  It also would have the side benefit of answering the age-old question "Why don't you take me anywhere anymore?"  All of the guys seemed to be in agreement, and surprisingly enough when we asked our mates, they seemed to be excited by the prospect.

     The caravan started out for the mountains on Friday afternoon about 5:30. It took about an hour and a half to reach the base of the mountain where we usually play our games.  After everyone got out of the cars, Sam announced the rules.  The teams would be guys versus the gals.  Both teams would go off and set up camp tonight and the game would start for real in the morning.  If the one team captured another teams flag, the capturing team would be declared the winner.  If you are shot by a paintball, you have to take yourself out of the action for one hour.  No shooting at the face or crotch, anyone
who has played paintball knows that despite it being a harmless game, getting shot still hurts.  Just as everyone was preparing to go off and set up camp, Frank, one of my teammates made a suggestion for a new rule.  "Since this is a co-ed game, do you think we should make a special co-ed rule?" he asked.

     Not knowing where he was headed everyone just shrugged their shoulders and looked quizzically at each other.  "My suggestion is that the losing team provide a victory orgy for the winning team!"  All of the guys began to hoot and yell their agreement.  Cassandra, who was acting as the leader of the girls� team, spoke up, "Oh, so I suppose if you guys win, you want us to give you a victory orgy.  What if we win?"
  
     "We will give you a victory orgy!" I answered.  All of the guys were laughing now but as I looked over at Sarah, I could see here seething with rage.  She knew that I had always had sort of a thing for Cassandra and that the thought of a orgy with her would definitely be ok with me. Cassandra was beautiful.  She stood about 5'10" and had the most perfect set of 38dd breasts I had ever seen.  She had long black hair the hung down 3/4ths the way of her back and a perfectly round ass.  Just thinking about burying my face between her thighs was getting me aroused.  

"I think that is a raw deal if you ask Me." answered Cassandra.  "Why should we be rewarded with something that we could receive anytime we wished.  I am sure if we said we want to have an orgy right now all of you guys would agree on the spot! No, if we are going to play for those kind of stakes you guys will have to agree to do something we want and that you wouldn�t want to do naturally." she continued.  

"I have an idea!" Kathy interrupted.  Kathy is a babe as well.  She is somewhat shorter than Cassandra but has a hot, hot ass and beautiful shoulder length red hair.  "If we win" she continued, "They have to agree to spend the next four weekends at home cleaning the house!" 

"Yeah!" all of the girls yelled.  "And to make it interesting, they have to do it COMPLETELY NAKED!!!"  The girls went crazy at that suggestion.  "Ok, that�s the
deal" Cassandra said, "If you win you get your orgy, if we win its a month of weekend naked servitude.  Do you agree?"

     "Well guys, what do you think?"  Sam asked.  After a few minutes of discussing it over amongst ourselves, we all realized that despite not wanting to do nude house cleaning for a month, the orgy prospect was too compelling.  Besides, our reasoning went, we have been playing this game for years, surely we could beat a bunch of girls, right?  We agreed.  After a few last minute hugs and kisses from the girls, both teams went their separate ways to set up camp.  

     About five o'clock the next morning I was roused from my sleeping bag by Sam.  He instructed everyone to meet in the center of camp and from there, he would direct our strategy for the day�s battle.  The main problem, as is always the problem with this game, is finding the enemy's camp.  Once the camp is found, the game is usually over.  We divided into 7 teams, 2 guys would make up each team with 6 teams going out "hunting" and one team staying back and guarding the camp.  Our campsite was pretty well hidden and unless you were right up on it, it blended in perfectly with the background.  I teamed up the Carl and we headed northwest in search of the girl�s camp.  

     After about an hour into our search Carl, realized he left all of his ammo back at the camp.  He told me to wait here for him while he went back for it.  "This was just great!" I sarcastically thought. �I get to sit out in the woods and not be able to continue my search because Carl is such an idiot as to forget the most important piece of equipment.�

Not having much choice in this situation, I decided to just sit down and watch the river while I waited for him to get back.  About fifteen minutes later I heard some rustling along the main path and ducked into the bushes to hide.

"Ooooh what luck!" I thought when I saw Cassandra and Kathy walking down the path.  I raised my paintgun up to my eyes to take an easy shot.  I hesitated.

"Cassandra, I am tired, dirty and hot!" Kathy said.  "No one�s around, let�s take a quick bath, ok?"  I lowered my gun.  This could prove interesting.

"Ok" Cassandra replied.  "I don't think the guys are around and I agree, I am pretty ripe myself.  The dip will do us both good."  

Slowly they put down their weapons and began to strip off.  The sight of those girls in their lace panties and sweat-covered breasts gave me a woody that you could drive nails with.  After nervously looking around, they jumped into the water.  I was transfixed!  Those breasts bouncing up and down as they splashed in the water.  The outline of those neatly trimmed pussies showing through the clinging wet panties. I was in heaven.  I crawled a little closer through the bushes when I heard the snap of a twig behind me.  

"Enjoying the show asshole!" the voice said.  I spun around and spied three of the other girls all with their paintguns trained on me.  I tried to lunge for my weapon but one of the girls kicked it out of the way in time.  "You girls can come out of the water now!  We got him!" the first girl yelled.  "Get on your feet soldier boy!" she taunted me.  I had no choice but obey.  Without my weapon, I was helpless.  I did not want to get shot at this close of range, even though its paintball those balls really hurt.  I especially was encouraged to obey when I realized they were all pointing their guns right at my crotch!

    After Cassandra got dressed, she strode up to me defiantly and just shook her head.  "You men are so predictable!  A little T&A and you let your guard down entirely.  I thought this was going to be more challenging."

They instructed me to put my hands behind my back, which they then tied with rope. They blindfolded me and started pushing me down the pathway.  After fifteen minutes or so they unblindfolded me.  I was standing in the middle of their camp.  I was impressed!  To be newcomers to paintball they had this place well laid out, properly camouflaged, fresh water nearby all of the things you look for in a camp.  

"Sarah!" Cassandra yelled "You have a visitor!".

Sarah came out of her tent and just glowered at me.  Boy was she mad. "I-I-I" I stuttered.  

"Shut up!" screamed Sarah.  "It figures you would be the one that fell for the old T&A scam!"

     "It's your call Sarah?" Cassandra asked. "He is your man so you decide what we should do with him."  The other girls in the camp were beginning to giggle and I was starting to get nervous.  Sarah has always had a short temper and jealous nature so I knew I was in trouble.  

"Well," Sarah began "since this is war I think we ought to see what kind of information we can prod out of him.  If I had my way, we would use bamboo shoots under the nails
but I have an idea that my achieve the same results without all of the violence."  I began to break out in a sweat as I looked at that mischievous grin on her face.  Sarah knew that I was extremely ticklish and I always hate it when she sneaks up on me and grabs me from behind.  One time I agreed to go to her mothers for the weekend when she and I were having a "bondage" night and she tickled me non-stop for three hours.  "Yes" she said looking straight at me "I think we will be able to get all of the information we could ever want out of him." 

     Sarah walked over to Cassandra and whispered something in her ear.  Before I knew what was happening four girls had me down on the ground and were grabbing at my belt and shoes.  Although I was getting incredibly aroused by wrestling with four girls trying to strip me, I struggled hard to prevent them.  If they got me naked and staked out I was a goner.  Despite my desperate kicking and thrashing they easily managed to pull off my boots and socks, thus exposing my bare soles to their tickling assaults.  Essentially the struggle ended there.

Two girls held my feet and tickled furiously while four other girls proceeded to remove my pants and shirt.  It was very hard to fight off six women when I was laughing so hard.  A few minutes later I found myself staked to the ground in only my briefs.  All of this contact and wrestling caused me to have a huge erection.  I was so embarrassed that I could not look at any of them in the face.  "Do you want to do the honors Sarah?" Cassandra asked. 

"Certainly!" she answered and bent down right next to me.  

"Please don't" I pleaded, but she said nothing.  Sarah then produced a pair of scissors
and "snip, snip" I was completely naked.  

"Hmmmm Sarah, quite a piece of equipment your squeeze has there." One of the girls remarked.  It was strange, but instead of Sarah being jealous or angry she seemed to be proud of showing me off to the other girls, like I was some sort of object or pet.  My face burned with shame.
  
     "Now bring me a feather." Sarah instructed the girls.  I continued to plead with her a few more whines that were fruitless, and the shreds of my underwear were shoved in my mouth and taped shut.  "That ought to keep you quiet!" she said angrily.  One of the girls brought out a long eagle feather they kept as a good luck charm.  My eyes widened at the sight of it!  Sarah then began to stroke my underarms lightly, scanning my body for any reaction.  I began to jerk away reflexively, but I was staked out good!  The torture was horrific.  I tried to maintain my composure at first, but two minutes into this session and I was screaming into my gag, jerking, and twisting wildly.  Sarah tickled me nonstop for about 30 minutes under my arms, on the soles of my feet, on my stomach.  She stopped and removed the gag from my mouth.  "Ready to talk?" she asked.  Amazingly, I shook my head no.  I couldn't let the guys down, plus being naked and cleaning the house for a month's full of weekends was too horrible to bear.  "I am not making headway here" she announced "Who wants to take over for me?"  

     Cassandra raised her hand.  My cock stiffened even more now.  "I too like to tickle Frank and let me show you the one sure fire place to cause him to crack."  After she made that announcement she brought the very edge of the feather to the underside of the head of my penis.

     It was as if an electric bolt was sent through me!  Never had I laughed so hard before in my life.  She slowly flicked the tip of the feather back and forth causing me to very nearly faint with hysterics. "I'LL TALK!! I'LL TALK!!" I screamed.  They had broken me.  I thought of lying, but Cassandra told me that until they had the flag I would be tickled every 15 minutes. This gave me every incentive to tell them everything, although I knew what the consequences would be.  I instructed them exactly where the camp was and how to get there.  

     The next few hours, just as she promised, I was tickled almost to passing out by that feather.  Finally they showed up with the flag, and Ron and David, naked and bound being pulled behind them.  They were just as stupid as I was and fell for the old T&A ploy.  

     "WE WIN!" the girls all yelled and Sarah squatted down and untied me.  She whispered in my ear that she looked forward to seeing my naked ass scrubbing the kitchen floor for the next month.  

     As we all prepared to pack up and go home the guys were visibly angry with me.  "You are such a shit!" Sam told me.  "Its your fault that we not only missed out on the orgy but now have to submit to this humiliation!"

     I was so ashamed and even though I tried to explain the situation some of the guys would not even talk to me.  All through the next week I hoped Sarah would have forgotten about the bet.  Thursday I told her that I thought we should go see her mother this weekend since it had been such a long time since we had gone.  Talk about desperate!  She saw right through my little scheme and said she was looking forward to the weekend naked slave show.  

     When I arrived home Friday night she greeted me at the door.  "STRIP RIGHT NOW!" she ordered.  Reluctantly I removed my clothes and gave them to her.  "You will be able to get dressed Monday morning.  Now get in there and fix me dinner!"  Frying steaks in the nude is a dangerous proposition.  Those little splatters of hot grease kept hitting me causing me to jump back and almost ruined her dinner.  After I finished cooking, she instructed to rub her feet while she watched TV.  She was really enjoying my torment because she would 'accidentally' brush her nylon covered toes against my balls every once and a while.  I was really hard now and began to kiss the back of her knee.  This usually gets her started but tonight was different.  "Oh no you don't!" she exclaimed. "You have got work to do!  Get out in the garage and start cleaning up that mess you made around that damn car of yours.  If you do a good job, maybe, And just maybe, I will let you cum this weekend.  I realized now that she was enjoying her dominant role and for some reason or other, it was arousing me. 

     Occasionally she would wander out there into the garage and stroke my balls from behind as I was bending over.  If I made any move to take her, she would just walk away.  I was really horny now.  That night she had me sleep on the floor, "as a good slave should" she told me.  Saturday, the next day she worked me like a dog.  This was not just housecleaning but a real workover.  I scrubbed the floors, cleaned out the attic, washed
The walls and finally fixed the loose railing on the stairs.  She told me to go upstairs and get into the shower, she would be upstairs shortly to wash me.  

     "All right!" I thought.  �Finally some sexual relief.�  I had been horned up every since Friday night and the thought of a little shower play excited me even further.  I waited in the shower for her to come up.  Five or ten minutes later she finally arrived and gave me a strip show.

     My cock ached for her now.  She turned on the water and stepped in.  "Soap me up big boy!" she commanded as she handed me a sponge and some soap.

     I truly enjoyed lathering up those magnificent breasts of hers, taking extra care to clean her nipples especially.  She leaned up against the wall and put her left leg on my shoulder exposing her sex to me.  Gingerly I soaped up her feet and gently began to inch my way up to her crotch.  As I knelt down to get to her better I couldn�t help but bury my face in her pussy.  I chewed and licked her with wild abandon and after a few minutes she
Let out a satisfied groan and went limp.

     "Your turn" she said.  She instructed me to place my hands on my head and keep my feet about 3 feet apart.  She sudsed me up from head to toe trying hard to avoid my now purple cock.  After I was covered with soap she took my dick in her hand a gently rubbed the soap all over in and underneath on my balls.  I was about to cum when she stopped.  I almost lost my footing and fell!  I was soooooo close that one more stroke would have caused me to explode.

"Now rinse off and go into the bedroom and wait for me!" she commanded.  I quickly rinsed off, went into the bedroom, and lay down.  "I am so turned on" she said.  "Close your eyes and lay back flat.  You are about to receive the best fucking of your life!"  I was visibly trembling with excitement at this point.  Before I knew what was happening though she had handcuffed my hands to the headboard of the bed.  "What are you doing?" I asked.

     She just ignored me and proceeded to pull my legs apart and handcuff them spread-eagle to the posts of the footboard.  "We're ready!" she yelled and at that moment the door to our bedroom swung open.

     I could not believe what was happening.  Cassandra, Kathy and some other girl I did not recognize came walking in.  They were all naked and each one of them was carrying an eagle feather!  "Ready to play?" Sarah asked me as she placed the tape over my mouth.
 

                        THE END

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