Uniform Stealing Board

The Spoils of Peace
by Lord-Storm,






Intro:
Its the early 1880s and the American civil war has been concluded now for a few years, but not everything has settled down and there are still some stirrings with talk of an alliance between mexicans and former southern rebels.


The Small train of wagons moved through the high trees and came out on the rough dusty roads from time to time, as it moved south towards its destination, the crossed sabre emblem emblazoned on the white canvas either side of the covered wagons and the U.S Army monogram beneath. On each seat rode a driver, in the uniform of a U.S Army soldier, dressed in squared peaked cap, with the same emblem, yellow neckerchief and a pistol belt with covered holster at the waist, pale blue breeches with a light wide stripe down each leg and finally 3/4 calve length black boots, reins held in white gauntlets.
Sat next to them in similar uniform, was another Trooper, a rifle cradled in the crook of
their arm and 3 riders at the rear, 2 each side of the train and 2 up front, 1 of those being the officer in charge, a sabre at the waist hanging down and a single bar on each shoulder denoting the rank of Lieutenant.

Closer inspection would have revealed however, that this troop were in fact all women, which was not usual, but there were a small number of units appearing, as women had been forced to learn these skills, both during and after the war. The smart uniforms fit quite snugley to the more feminine form.
The wagons had reached a wide clearing and the dark haired officer raised a gloved hand and yelled "HO" and the convoy stopped. "Sergeant we'll take a break here" she told a blonde woman with 3 stripes on her tunic sleeve, in a strong southern accent.

As the riders dismounted the Leiutenant Said " Ya'll check the disposition of the cargo now" and the soldiers began to pull back the rear covers. In the first covered wagon was contained 2 large boxes and various sized smaller boxes, these contained ammunition and weapons.
The officer moved to the second wagon and pulled back the cover.
" Well howdy Lieutenant and how are you enjoying the ride"
From inside the wagon pretty brunette Lieutenant Alice Belvedere stared contemptuously back, registering her protest through the tight cloth tied between her lips and behind teeth. She squirmed in her bonds, clad only in a figure hugging corset, garters and dark stockings, her hands bound tightly behind her ,shapely legs secured from ankle to thigh and more turns pinning both arms to her torso, from waist to shoulders.
Also in the wagon, chucked in rather unceremoniously, were half of her troop also clad in stockings and underclothes, equally tightly bound and gagged and propped against boxes marked U.S Army.

In the third wagon the same scene was being played out, as the remaining female troopers struggled futilely against their bonds, in underwear and stockings, mouths stuffed with the woollen socks they had worn in their boots, held by bandana's tied in mouths to muffle them.

"Thanks for the clothes girls" she drawled, as the fake troopers cheered and closed the covers back over.



Part 2

Conchita Rojas lay beside the dark haired southern girl Louisa van Hart, a feisty but none the less amiable woman who had proved herself, along with the other southern girls
who now lay quietly mixed in with the Mexican female bandidos either side of the wooded
area just behind a small embankment. At that moment they were observing a pretty blonde young woman in U.S Army uniform riding into view.

Corporal Rachel Delaney was a svelte and not unattractive young woman her long golden hair pinned up in a neat little bun beneath her cap, the dark blue tunic and light blue uniform pants, clinging to her body and legs. She was the advanced scout, not that they were expecting any trouble, so she did not know what hit her when two figures sprang from an embankment and knocked her from her horse to the ground.
Winded, her cap having come off, the 25 year old from Iowa fought like a wildcat but was soon outnumbered and as her arms and legs were pinned, a dark haired woman leaned in, laying a heavy punch to the young corporals jaw, then she was out cold.

"Right Ya'll know what to do" Louisa said, as one of her girls and one of the Mexicans lifted the Cavalry girl under her arms and grabbed her booted ankles, spiriting her away into the forest. Conchita picked up the girls cap, shook off the dust and handed it to another girl "Don't forget thez" she said with a hint of an accent.
The horse was led into the woods gently, they would need it later.

Leiutenant Alice Belvedere waved back at the blonde woman on the road up ahead and signalled for the troop to keep moving forward, she assumed it was safe since Corporal Delaney had indicated as such, but she was about to discover the opposite.
Sat atop the horse, Betty Carlisle smiled, with her blonde hair tied in a bun, she was almost a dead spit of Rachel Delaney, especially dressed in the hapless blonde corporals stolen Uniform.
The Shapely young Corporal was awake and alarmed to find herself tied in a standing position against a large tree, arms pulled behind it and wrist sore from the ropes that held them both together.
Clad in form fitting red flannel issue long johns, over her own stockings and underwear, calf length wool socks on her feet, the sassy blonde had been stripped of her uniform, with further turns of rope up her legs and around her slender body, holding her securely.
She tried to struggle and call out but her mouth was stuffed full of cloth and a bandana tied over it tightly, so only a muffled "murmmm mmm mumph" escaped.

"Well lookie here" drawled one of the southern bandits "looks like our pretty little blonde Corporal is all wide awake and a little distressed to find we've tied her all up without her clothes" she teased "but don't you worry none, cos your friends will be joining you soon.

Rachel's despondent look and heavy sigh bought more laughter from her captors and she once again started up her rigorous futile struggles to get loose.

Meanwhile the ambush was set in place as the unsuspecting convoy of pretty female cavalry girls with their important cargo trundled int a trap.


Part 3


Everything seemed quiet in the woods, but a closer look would reveal a different scene.
In a wooded clearing there was a lot of activity as women in U.S Cavalry uniforms busied themselves around several wagons. A few of the women appeared to be still getting dressed, buttoning up tunics and putting on belts, but then that wasn't so surprising considering the dozen or so shapely women in dark stockings, starched knee length tight drawers, and corsets, tied against trees, with Bandanas tied in their mouths, were the real owners of the uniforms now being put on, this included the stunning Brunette officer
Lt. Alice Belvedere, encapsulated in tight white ropes that held her shapely legs and hourglass figure in check, her heaving breast fighting not only the bonds but indeed the urge to try and spill from the corsets cups. Around her she watched as a combination of dark skinned Mexicans and white girls, trussed up her troopers in similar underwear, some were still being relieved of the tight Red flannel army issue long johns and wool socks,
these socks being pushed with venom into their oral cavities to prevent sound escaping.

"Hurry up and get dressed in those Uniforms" Hollered beautiful southern girl Louisa Van Hart "We have a job to do and a rendezvous to make".

She approached the helpless Alice "and when we reach our destination we'll all be able to deliver a little bonus to our friends in the form of some Army entertainment, courtesy of these pretty thangs" she said grabbing the Lieutenant's gagged soft jawline, as Alice attempted to pull away.

Alice had pulled the convoy into a clearing, and ordered the troopers to dismount several hours earlier, mainly on the basis that she believed they were safe, a supposition made on the fact that she was not aware her blonde haired scout Corporal Rachel Delaney was now stripped to her socks and long johns and tied to a tree and gagged, an impostor in her place.

"Get those Pickets out" Alice barked and six girls had formed a perimeter on 3 sides of the convoy, whilst the horses were watered and supplies checked.
In the woods the pretty uniformed troopers were blissfully unaware of their shapely figures and pert little butts, accentuated in tight breeches, being watched, as the mixed group of rebels and bandits moved in.
Charlotte Yardley and her friend Haley Maine were the first 2 sentries taken care of, the red head with hair tied in a pony tail and the gorgeous curly haired blonde, had just passed each other when, they had both been grabbed from behind, a hand around the waist and one over the mouth had silenced them, another girl pointing a revolver, with finger to lips to shush them, had then taken their rifles, as they were ushered silently into the woods, where they would join Rachel stripped to underwear and secured to a rough trunk, gag in mouth, whilst their uniforms would adorn 2 of their captors, of similar build and look.
This process would be repeated twice more, until, unknown to Lt. Alice Belvedere, all 6 sentries were relieved both of their freedom and clothes and suffering the indignity of showing the lovely figures and pert backsides clad only in underwear.