23 Nov 14, 01:39AM
As expected, I've had 12 recruits come begging to me today to quit and fly them back home as promised. Most of them were French, 2 Canadians and a couple of pussy Americans. Surprisingly however, not one of the Brazilians has requested to bail out of training - even after all the beatings they sustained at my hands.
I have a feeling they are going to be one tough lot and valued teabag warriors. They are keeping their junk clean and parasite free and quite frankly, the only problems I've had from them is a few quarrels - fighting amongst themselves over who gets to suck on Mastas Nutpples for the Porra at the morning sermons.
Anyways, as promised the weakling pathetic quitters will be flown home to their home countries at my expense.
However, I must remind them of page 132, Section 12, Paragraph 17b of their enlistment contract where it clearly states that I agree to return them only AFTER the 12 week course is completed.
Until then, they will be outfitted in orange prison jumpsuits, have their heads shaved and be used by the recruits for live teabag practice. I will also use them in my daily teachings to demonstrate the ancient techniques and dunking styles. They will also be segregated away from the rest of the troops in their very own barracks to deter them from degrading morale amongst the rest of the troops.
Any crying or whimpering will result in severe beatings. They had best just go along with the program until the 12 weeks is up or else they pay with the stick.
I intend to make examples of them to deter any future shameful quitters.
On a side note, I regrettably had to beat one of my staffers already. Yesterday morning I awoke in my bed at 3am to find itsBRITNEYbitch nursing the porra from one of my nutpples. He had his eyes closed and was kneading my nut with his hands like a content kitten nursing on breast milk from his momma.....
I yell at him ""What you doing there BRIT!!!!" , "Get off Masta nut immediately!!!" He did not listen and continued. I reached for my beating stick by my night stand and had to give him 4 or 5 hard whacks to the top of his head to break his nursing trance and get him to release my nutpple from his lips. I then got up and beat him in the back all the way out of my hut.
Looks like I will need to lock my doors at night now and post a guard just in case those Porra loving Brazilians get any ideas. If he wasn't such a good delouser and nut inspector I would demote him. He spoke nothing of it during the morning staff briefing and I let it go at that. For all I know he could have been sleepwalking....who knows. I will now keep one eye open for that bitch at night though.
I have a feeling they are going to be one tough lot and valued teabag warriors. They are keeping their junk clean and parasite free and quite frankly, the only problems I've had from them is a few quarrels - fighting amongst themselves over who gets to suck on Mastas Nutpples for the Porra at the morning sermons.
Anyways, as promised the weakling pathetic quitters will be flown home to their home countries at my expense.
However, I must remind them of page 132, Section 12, Paragraph 17b of their enlistment contract where it clearly states that I agree to return them only AFTER the 12 week course is completed.
Until then, they will be outfitted in orange prison jumpsuits, have their heads shaved and be used by the recruits for live teabag practice. I will also use them in my daily teachings to demonstrate the ancient techniques and dunking styles. They will also be segregated away from the rest of the troops in their very own barracks to deter them from degrading morale amongst the rest of the troops.
Any crying or whimpering will result in severe beatings. They had best just go along with the program until the 12 weeks is up or else they pay with the stick.
I intend to make examples of them to deter any future shameful quitters.
On a side note, I regrettably had to beat one of my staffers already. Yesterday morning I awoke in my bed at 3am to find itsBRITNEYbitch nursing the porra from one of my nutpples. He had his eyes closed and was kneading my nut with his hands like a content kitten nursing on breast milk from his momma.....
I yell at him ""What you doing there BRIT!!!!" , "Get off Masta nut immediately!!!" He did not listen and continued. I reached for my beating stick by my night stand and had to give him 4 or 5 hard whacks to the top of his head to break his nursing trance and get him to release my nutpple from his lips. I then got up and beat him in the back all the way out of my hut.
Looks like I will need to lock my doors at night now and post a guard just in case those Porra loving Brazilians get any ideas. If he wasn't such a good delouser and nut inspector I would demote him. He spoke nothing of it during the morning staff briefing and I let it go at that. For all I know he could have been sleepwalking....who knows. I will now keep one eye open for that bitch at night though.