By Rubrig
Nick slowly woke up and tried to stretch, but he soon realised he was still chained down to the bunk at the Dive Centre. He really wanted to stretch, but the chains held him tightly in place on the bunk. He looked around, and then the door opened. The Boss walked in. He was wearing a pair of dark blue coveralls with the logo of the Dive Company on the left breast and heavy steel-toed work boots. The boots thudded on the wooden floor as he walked over to the bunk. Nick looked up and asked if he could get released so he could go to the bathroom. The Boss nodded and leaned down and pulled the light blanket off Nick and unlocked the leather cuffs holding Nick to the bunk.
After Nick got cleaned up, they left the Dive Centre and headed to a nearby diner for breakfast. The Boss told him to eat a big meal as he would not have the ability to eat again till evening. Nick assumed that meant he would be going back into the dive tank and left there. He nodded and looked over at the Boss and felt his cock arouse. The short grey crew cut, the muscles, and the general build really got to him.
When I was in the army, we did attend several Commando Courses along my career. I remember once we had one in a place I won’t quote, as there is no real interest in the place location. On week one, we had a lot of training and learning skill. At the beginning of the second week, we had to use what we have learnt the previous week. They wanted us to practice too after a period of stress, specially a “risk run” up and down the fort. For getting the stress they wanted us to get, we had to spend about three hours in a cage.