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Summary
Paul Slapp had been in the Army a long time, but it was his current (and probably last) posting that had been the most enjoyable. After several tours in global hot zones, Paul now had the pleasure of working as a Drill Instructor and Camp Disciplinarian. Spending his days kicking butts back into line when the recruits got too big for their britches added an enjoyable dimension to his work. Crudely put, he loved smacking ass. Having a reason to do so was a bonus. Still, there were some things he needed in a dynamic that he just couldn’t get from his job. There were times when he would rather spank a willing bottom. When he felt like that, he was glad of his voluntary role at the local Top House.
Private W. Knight, formerly of the US Army, had seen a lot of shit in his short and not exactly sweet career and there was nothing to be found in a Top House that could be scarier than shooting at the Taliban in the desert. Will had loved and hated Sgt Slapp in equal measure during his time at basic training, honing his skills under the threat of the man’s fearsome paddle. Learning the man was still around had given Will hope for the first time since the IED had exploded.
Set roughly 20 years before Rosey Bottom 1.
Series
- Part 9 of Sally’s RBU fics