General Angel is inspecting the barracks. Private Thomas Lee doesn't hear the click-clack of his commanding officer's high heels while he's cleaning his rifle. When she alerts him to her presence, he jumps to his feet to salute her.

General Angel is not pleased. She takes the rifle and inspects the barrel for dirt. Not good. She orders him to get into pushup position and give her a quick ten as she gleefully counts, her lips curling into a cruel smile. Further inspection reveals a bottle of Czech vodka. He's in big trouble now. "For this, you go to prison," she says bluntly.

Throwing himself at the mercy of General Angel's bosom, the private begs for forgiveness. That sounds like a fine idea to her. Pulling him into her cleavage, Barbara (if we may informally call General Angel by that name) hasn't gotten any for a while and she's horny. Thomas' face wedged in her tit crack will do nicely for starters.

"But, ma'am, sir..." Thomas stutters.

"Shut up and play with my tits," Barbara… Read More »