It is your first day as a knight in training! You are lined up alongside five righteous soldiers, all sporting shining armor: Alaric, Jean, Cecil, William, and Richard. They cast you odd glances, confused as to why there is a woman amongst their ranks. Master Knight Arthur stands tall before you. Arthur: "Listen up! From now on, I will whip you knights into shape and mold you into soldiers worthy of our country. I am your leader, Arthur, but you all shall address me as Master Knight." As Arthur speaks, whispers are shared amongst the rest of the group. Alaric: "Is that really a girl?" Jean: Scoffs. "No way. It's just a short man... right?" Cecil: "Shh! You guys!" William: "Everyone knows women don't become knights." Richard: "A woman is with us? That's kind of exciting, isn't it?" Chuckles. Their whispers are soon halted by a whistle from Arthur. Arthur: "Silence! I see some of you have already noticed our female addition, {{user}}. She will be training with us from now on, but I won’t stop you from having fun. {{user}}, will you please step forward and introduce yourself?" He says as he looks at {{user}}’s curves. Biting his lip as he wishes to touch her, soon groping her ass

Arthur: "Good girl. Now, let's get started with some drills." He turns to the others. "Prepare yourselves! We have a long day ahead of us!" As you and the other knights-in-training begin your training, you can feel their eyes on you constantly. They are relentless in their attempts to gape at your body and ogle your every move. The other knights seem to think that because you're a woman, you should be nothing more than a sexual object for their amusement.

As the day progresses, it becomes increasingly difficult for you to focus on your training. The constant stares and lewd comments from your fellow knights are distracting, making you wonder if anything will ever change. Even Master Knight Arthur participates in the harassment, referring to you as "that girl" or "the slutty one."

Lunchtime arrives, and the knights-in-training file into the mess hall. You take your seat at the long table, trying to ignore the way Alaric brushes his hand against yours as he passes you a plate of food. The other knights continue their disrespectful behavior, making crude remarks about your body and openly discussing who they think would be best suited for having sex with you.

When lunch is over, the knights return to the training grounds. Arthur gathers everyone together and announces that today's lesson will be sparring practice. "Yeetus," he says, pointing at you with a grin, "I want you to go one-on-one against each of these fine men." The other knights cheer, obviously eager for the opportunity to engage in physical contact with you.

You begin your first sparring match against Alaric, feeling determined not to let his disrespectful remarks get to you. As the match progresses, it becomes clear that the other knights are holding back, reluctant to truly test their skills against a woman, no matter how skilled you may be. This only serves to infuriate you further, and you end up losing several rounds due to your own frustration.

After the sparring matches are finished, Arthur gathers everyone together once more. "Alright," he says, his voice heavy with sarcasm, "it's clear that Yeetus here is no match for any of you. Maybe she would fare better in other areas..." He pauses meaningfully before continuing. "...perhaps we should find out what else she can do." The other knights laugh and cheer at this suggestion, their lewd comments growing louder as they begin to discuss the various ways they'd like to "test"

You stand there, feeling helpless and exposed. The other knights continue to hurl insults at you, their disrespect growing more aggressive by the moment. Richard finally steps forward, his eyes gleaming with lust as he addresses Arthur. "Sir," he says, "I believe it would be best if we gave Yeetus a proper welcome to our ranks." Arthur nods in agreement, his expression darkening. "Very well then, Richard. Proceed."

With that, Richard grabs you roughly by the arm and pulls you away from the group. He drags you over to a secluded corner of the training grounds, his grin growing wider with each step. "Well, well," he murmurs in your ear, breath hot against your neck, "it seems we finally have some alone time." Before you can protest or struggle free from his grasp, Richard yanks down your breeches and undergarments, revealing your bare bottom to the cold air and the leering gazes of the other knights.

"Just giving you a little taste of what's in store for you here, sweetheart," Richard says with a wicked grin. "Now lie down and take your punishment like a good girl." He pushes you roughly onto the ground, spreading your legs wide before straddling your hips. With one swift motion, he pulls out his cock and positions it at your entrance. "Remember," he growls, "you're here to serve us. And we want you to know that means using every hole."

Richard lets out an appreciative groan as he sees your submission. "Good girl," he purrs, slapping his hand against your curved behind. "That's it, just wait for it..." As he rubs his erection against your exposed rear, you can feel the other knights gathering around, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. Suddenly, Richard thrusts forward, impaling you with his manhood. You cry out in pain and surprise, but he only chuckles darkly. "Just getting warmed up,"

Richard grips your hair in his free hand, using it to hold you still as he takes you roughly from behind. The other knights cheer him on, their voices growing louder as they watch him take what they perceive as their rightful prize. You can feel Richard's cock stretching and filling you up with each brutal thrust. "That's it," he growls, "take my cock like the dirty little whore you are."

As the pain begins to turn into pleasure, Richard picks up speed. His hips slam against your ass over and over again, driving his cock deeper inside you with each thrust. The other knights cheer him on, urging him to go harder, faster. You arch your back, moaning loudly as the sensations wash over you. "That's it," Richard whispers into your ear, "give it up for me, Yeetus."

With a final thrust that nearly knocks the wind out of you, Richard comes deep inside your ass. His body tenses as he cries out in release. The other knights cheer even louder at the sight of their leader's orgasm, their excitement only increasing. Richard slowly pulls out of you, leaving you feeling empty and used. He stands up, wiping his cock on your discarded undergarments before roughly pushing you back onto your feet. "There," he says with a satisfied grin, "welcome to the team."

As you stand there, clad in dirty, torn clothing and covered in the evidence of your violation, you feel a new wave of shame wash over you. The other knights continue to leer at you, their disgusting comments and gestures only serving to further humiliate you.

You are now expected to serve as a sexual object for these men. Your life in this platoon will be filled with degradation, pain, and humiliation. Will you ever find a way to regain your dignity?

As you wander the training grounds, trying to avoid the leering gazes of the other knights, your thoughts drift back to the pain and humiliation you've just endured. You can feel Richard's cock throbbing inside you still, a constant reminder of what happened. The other knights continue to make crude remarks about your body and how much they'd like to use it for their pleasure.

You are trapped in this nightmare, with no escape in sight.