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Lauren Slut Training Part 23
Lauren rested against the end of the bed recovering from the onslaught of cock she had just received. She felt proud of what she had done, few girls could manage to take such a monster cock and Martin was amazing, fucking her face for ages with the stamina of a porn star.
Then the doubts crept in, she turned to the trainer. “Are you really ok with another guy fucking me? Not many guys would be happy to see their girl face fucked by a much bigger cock. I mean yours is…er…big but that was freakishly huge.”
He smiled “You just said you were my girl”. She said uncertainly “Well I am aren’t I?” doubts welled up inside her. Was this a test?
“Yes you are” he replied and Lauren sighed with relief. “And that’s the point” he continued. "We are both very sexual people, we need to experience as much as possible. Why should I deny you that? Why should you deny me that? If this is going to work, then we should both be trying to make each other happy. I don’t want you to have missed out on anything you have ever wanted.“
Lauren was overcome, tears welled up in her eyes. "I have never met a man so unselfish, you are amazing” “Oh I am selfish,” he said, “I want you to belong to me, completely. I want your heart and soul to be mine. I want your body to bear my marks and your womb to bear my child”. “I want to give you all that”, she replied. “I know” he smiled.
Catching sight of herself in the mirror on the wall she said: “sheesh I look like a total slut”. He said, “Well, where you are going it doesn’t matter”. She turned to him with fear in her voice “Where I am going?” “To the darkroom princess”.
He lifted her up and smoothed her down. He offered her his arm like an old-time gentleman. "come on princess, let’s have an adventure" It was only a short walk down the corridor to the one marked Darkroom.
Lauren wasn’t sure what to expect as they opened the door but it certainly wasn’t the sight that greeted her eyes.
They stepped through the door and she was shocked to find the room was really bright, lockers down one side benches in the middle..more like a changing room than anything. "This is the darkroom? is the name ironic?“
“No princess, this is the changing room for the darkroom.” “Oh I see” “Get your clothes off then princess” At that point, she noticed the attendant in the corner, a young man of around 19.
“In front of him” the trainer laughed “don’t worry he has seen it all before, haven’t you Mat”. “Oh yes sir”, came the reply “though if I may say so this young lady is a treat for the eyes” Lauren blushed
As they both undressed, they handed their clothes to Mathew who hung them up and put them in a locker for them. When Lauren handed over her black dress he inquired if she wanted the spit and cum marks cleaned off for when she comes back out. She smiled and said “thank you that would be great” He smiled back, “always a pleasure to help a beautiful lady look her best”. Lauren blushed again.
Lauren was eventually naked apart from her collar, which only The trainer had the right to remove. He took it from her, then bent her over and pulled the princess plug from her arse. He turned around again and kissed her deeply, his naked body against hers. She felt his manhood harden as they kissed. “Can I blow you now?” she asked hopefully. “Not right now, we gotta have fun first” She pouted at him with the look of a disappointed child.
Turning to Mathew he said, “How many in there?” Mathew looked at his tablet screen “10 couples sir” “This is going to be a lot of fun, you are going to love this Lauren”
He lead Lauren over to a door and they stepped into a dimly lit room. It was painted completely black and was quite small, not much bigger than a closet really, but it had a door on the other side.
They stepped through that into an even dimmer and equally sized room.
Then onwards, into another that was pitch black when they shut the door behind. She knew the trainer was next to her, but couldn’t see anything apart from the dim glowing outline of luminous paint around the door.
“These are light locks - they make sure it is totally dark in there” explained The Trainer. Lauren held her hand up in front of her face..she couldn’t see it She reached across to the man she could no longer see and instinctively wrapped her hand round his engorged shaft.
“No stopping you getting what you want is there” “Oh no, she laughed” “Well, you will get loads in a minute. The rules are simple: stay quiet as much as possible and respect it when someone says no”. “Ok,” she said nodding in the pitch darkness.
“When we go in there, the only thing you will be able to see is the glow around the door and the glow of the two lube dispensers. Best to start with them as you are probably going to get a lot of cock up your arse tonight.” Laurens cunt watered at the thought of it. “Oh and crawl, don’t try to walk you will trip and have an accident. Don’t forget you can say no.”
He opened the door and they both dropped to their knees. They crawled slowly into the room full of gentle grunting and moans. The floor was soft and padded like it was covered in mattresses.
Lauren immediately felt rather than saw the trainer move away from her as she crawled over to the glowing lube dispenser on the right. A quick press and a big glob of lube landed on her hand, she reached around and worked it onto her arsehole. She did this twice again, with her cunt off-limits she hoped she was going to get a lot of cock back there.
She crawled across the room till she put her hand on some flesh..a calf muscle, almost certainly a mans calf muscle. Feeling upwards she found some buttocks that were slowly pumping into someone. As she moved around she realised that the couple were indulging in anal - doggy style. Lauren attempted to reach round to finger the cunt of the lucky bitch who was getting her arse fucked, and was really surprised to find a big hard cock instead.
Lauren was a little shocked, but then remembered hearing the trainer saying a lot of people are bi in the darkroom.
She wrapped her hand round the free cock and started jerking it and was quickly treated to a groan from the cock’s owner. Lauren slid under the rutting couple till she could get the dangling cock down her throat. Each pump from behind pushed the cock down Lauren’s throat. She was rewarded with an “oh fuck” from the owner of the cock
She timed her sucking with the fucking going on above her and felt the cock in her mouth swell further. She was pleased to feel a total stranger in her mouth again.
At that moment she had a thought, was the trainer sucking a cock somewhere over the other side of the room? or even being fucked by a big cock?
She didn’t know how she felt about that, it made her confused and yet horny to think about her rugged man doing that. But all thoughts of The Trainer were soon extinguished by a hard cock plunging into her throat, a groan and a mouth full of man juice that she swallowed eagerly.
Satisfied with a job well done Lauren crawled away and soon bumped into a woman….no two women…..no three!
She was dragged into a mele of legs, arms, lips, tits and pussies. Hands went all over her as she explored other bodies, skilled fingers worked her clit. The fingering was really good but it took her longer to cum than she expected. The lack of visual stimuli and noise meant that it was a slow build and she needed to concentrate on the sensations in her cunt. But when she finally did cum on the woman’s fingers it was earth-shattering, her body shook and then she kept cumming, the constant stimulation blew her mind.
Time, sensation and emotion blurred into one as she lost track of which body parts belonged to which person. Fingers slid inside her holes with ease. Any cock, arse or pussy near her lips was rewarded with some really intense licking and sucking. Cocks slid easily into her arsehole, filling her as hands and mouths teased her clit. A few times an anonymous cock went into her dripping cunt, but she simply said “no”, pulled it out and slipped it into her arse instead. She couldn’t believe how easily she took a cock back here now and how much she loved it.
She went through lots of permutations, 2 women were especially keen to play and sucked her nipples whilst fingering her cunt. Lauren returned the favour, making both cum with her tongue then fisting both their cunts hard till their bodies shook with orgasm. She came again and again and those around her did the same.
Time went by and she lost count of the amount of cum she had swallowed, pussys that she had licked and orgasms that had racked her body. Her cunt had been fisted till she could feel it gape and her arsehole was dripping the seed of at least 5 men. She decided she had finally had enough.
She crawled to the door and stood up inside the first light lock. She made her way through each one slowly to let her eyes become accustomed to the light.
When she stepped out of the last one she was surprised to see The Trainer, fully clothed and waiting for her with Mathew. Mathew handed her a gown and an energy drink, which she opened and drunk straight down. He then handed her a bottle of water, “thanks, I’m parched. I can’t believe how much fluid I have lost”.
She turned to The Trainer “have you been out long”. “Long enough”, came the enigmatic reply, "did you enjoy that?“ “It was incredible, I have never experienced anything like that. At one point a woman..”
“Oh no you don’t”, the trainer interrupted “the last rule is that what happens in the darkroom stays in the darkroom”.
“Ah ok..well it was incredible” “Good, glad you liked it” “I need a shower “Over there”
Lauren walked over to the shower and stood under the hot water. She stood still for ages, processing everything that had happened in the last few hours. A single thought wandered into her head “I am a very lucky girl indeed”
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In the weeks after the release of "We Were Soldiers" in 2002, Mel Gibson received a quiet message, off the press circuit and away from the polished interviews. It was about a real man behind the story: Sgt. Charles T. Fitts, a decorated Vietnam veteran who had fought under Lt. Col. Hal Moore during the brutal 1965 Battle of Ia Drang. Fitts, long retired and living in Texas, had recently been hospitalized following a serious injury. He had seen the film, recognized the faces, the terrain, the chaos, and relived it all. Mel Gibson, who portrayed Moore in the film, felt compelled to act, not for publicity, not as a public gesture, but because something about Fitts’s situation struck him as unfinished business.
Gibson made no public announcement. No publicist was involved. He boarded a quiet flight to Texas, requested privacy from his team, and arrived alone at the VA hospital where Sgt. Fitts was recovering. It was a weekday afternoon, quiet in the corridors. The nurses were caught off-guard to see Gibson walk in unannounced, wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and carrying nothing but a copy of "We Were Soldiers" on DVD and a small black notebook. He asked for no press, no cameras, just permission to sit and speak with a man who had lived the hell he had only portrayed.
Fitts, in his early 60s, was recovering from multiple surgeries. When Gibson entered his room, the former sergeant reportedly saluted him instinctively, mistaking him momentarily for someone else in uniform. Then he laughed, recognized the actor, and said, “You looked more tired in the movie than I ever saw Hal Moore.” Gibson responded with a small smile and replied, “That’s probably because you actually lived it.”
Their conversation lasted over an hour. No staff recorded it, no reporters captured it. But a nurse who was present at times later recalled, “He didn’t come as a movie star. He came as someone who wanted to understand pain and say thank you.” She said they spoke about the difference between real war and cinematic battlefields, about the men Fitts had seen fall, and about the silence that followed when the helicopters disappeared. Gibson asked questions, not for performance, but for clarity. He wanted to know the weight of the gear, the feel of the boots, the sound of the M16 jamming in the dirt. Fitts, once a man of few words, opened up more than he had in years. At one point, he removed a weathered photograph from his wallet, a snapshot of his platoon, most of whom didn’t return, and handed it to Gibson. “You showed their faces. That’s what mattered,” he said.
Gibson later told his team privately that the hour spent with Fitts was “the most honest hour of my entire press tour.” He spoke of the deep humility that settled in him during that visit, something he felt could never be replicated on a red carpet or during a late-night interview. He declined to speak publicly about the meeting at the time, saying only that the film had given him an introduction, but men like Fitts had given him an education.
When Gibson left the hospital, he signed nothing, took no photos, and walked out the same way he came in, alone and quiet. As one VA staff member said, “He didn’t come here to be seen. He came here to listen.” The moment was never scripted, never planned, and it remains one of the few truly human gestures in Hollywood that lived entirely off-camera.
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