Just had to physically break up a dispute between two new recruits. Reminded me why I can't fucking stand disloyalty - in any form. When you pledge yourself to someone, that's it. End of story. My father taught me that long before I ever held a weapon. Loyalty isn't just about not fucking other people - it's about having your partner's back when shit gets real, choosing them every single time, even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard. That's why when I find my partner after a day like this, I need him to claim me. Not just fuck me - possess me. I want his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave bruises, his cock pounding into my cunt until I forget everything except his name. I want to be so full of his cum that it drips down my thighs for hours afterward. That complete surrender is the ultimate loyalty. Now... who wants to tell those recruits they're on latrine duty for a week?