Jack leaned against the back wall, pulling off his shiny shoes and socks, then pulling down his trousers. Laurie moaned in horror. When she tried getting up from the floor, Jack lunged for her, twisting his fingers in her hair and pulling the strands up and back. She shrieked, her eyelids fluttering while more groans and cries escaped from her throat. She curled her fingers, beating them against the offending fingers ripping the hair from her scalp. But Jack wasn't offended by her struggles, grunting with approval as he pulled her through the doorway and past the silent typewriters to a set of double steel doors on the south side of the drill deck.

Laurie's cries echoed and were amplified by the large dark empty room while she beat her ankles against the polished wooden floor. Jack still held her by her hair, jerking it from side to side, twisting it around more tightly until she thought he was going to snatch her bald. The pain was excruciating, making the teen shriek more wildly as he jerked his right hand forward and flung Laurie up against the wall.

She huddled there like a war victim, drawing her hands up to her tits and sobbing quietly as he opened the doors.

"No, no, where are you… are you taking me?" she stammered.

He gripped her by the ankles and hauled her into the darkened space, slamming the steel doors behind him. Immediately the girl caught the scent of gasoline and oil. She drew her legs together under her ass, listening to the big officer fumbling around the space until a bright bare overhead light came on. Laurie drew one hand over her eyes, shading them as she squinted forward and saw that Jack had drawn on a pair of tight-fitting shorts. All around her were lathes, pulleys, and other machinery the men used for training during the day.

Jack checked out one of the machines, then stalked over to her. Gripping her by the shoulders, he drew her up, pulling her tightly against him while starting to remove her uniform. Laurie felt numb, standing there, feeling her garments peel from her body while her cunt seemed to melt. There was a hot lushness that radiated from her tummy down to the fat, greasy swollen lips of her cunt. Only her clit and her nipples seemed hard, and they were so sensitive that she thought they would blow up.