A.N.

Ok i know I've been AWOL for a very long time and thus broke my promise of putting out some one-shots I had promised. I apologise for that. The main reason for my absence is the fact that I had no time to sit down and write doubled up with a lack of enthusiasm for writing.

I had the template/plan of this one-shot written up as a document on my phone, which got deleted after a phone update and after losing that i lost all passion for starting over with this fic. Also, with the disaster that was season 3 i also lost passion for chuck and Blair.

I was back on the chair bandwagon again briefly during their make-up in season 4 but then they went and broke up again. I still love them as a couple and always will, whether together or not, and hopefully they shall be end-game, no other outcome would make sense after what us fans have been put through!

Anyway, I've decided to go back to this one-shot and get it out there, i tried my best to keep it the way I had originally planned so I hope it turns out alright!

Never say never, but for now this will be all, I may pop up again one day with another fic!

Disclaimer: i own nothing but the storyline.

Note: I know nothing about the American armed forces so please don't be picky if there are any factual inaccuracies etc...it's fiction. Also I do not mean to cause any offence by anything in this fic.

RATED M for SMUT and explicit sexual language and content...! ! ! ! ! !

Enjoy...

Yes Sir!

Blair Waldorf took one last look in her pocket mirror before being escorted off the helicopter by the co-pilot. Her slacks fit her snugly but she couldn't help but feel insecure about the way she looked. Her makeup was a little discreet compared to how she usually liked it, but she knew she was stepping into territory where the men probably hadn't been with a woman for a long time, so she knew she would have to look somewhat simple and unkempt in order to avoid unwarranted attention.

She knew she was there to do a job, just like everyone else would be, but she couldn't help but wonder how she would deal with the levels of stress involved in being situated in a war zone such as Afghanistan, away from her family and friends and any form of love and comfort.

She recalled her short stint in Mexico and how she was one of the very few females on the team, she remembered her arrival and the hoots and howls that had welcomed her after she had walked in dressed to impress looking as though she had walked straight off the cat-walk, there was no way she was going to make that mistake again. She was told she was to head to the base headquarters where she was to be processed just like everyone else had been and would then be told where to go from there. The co-pilot handed her over to another officer who escorted her to the base making small talk and asking her about her previous experience of working with the army.

Corporal Charles Bass, or Chuck as he preferred to be called, had been recently promoted to his current rank in recognition of his excellent leadership skills and temperament in difficult situations. He was a young soldier, aged just 20, and was a genius at what he did. He was the most talked about soldier amongst his fellow combatants, dubbed as the future army General who would lead the American Army one day with his clear vision and high ambition.

He was quite the character and much loved in his camp, always keeping the troops focused yet entertained, with his quick wit and wicked sense of humour. He had been informed by his Sergeant that he was to meet a new recruit early in the morning and would need to welcome the newcomer and give out the house-rules before joining everyone else for a round of training.

Chuck sat outside the men's dormitory waiting for the new arrival. As he noticed a figure approaching him, he stood and began to walk towards it. It soon became clear to him that a woman was heading towards him. He could see her dark curly hair messily tied up into a bun or a ponytail, she was wearing loose fitting slacks with a light pink blouse and a thin green jacket.

He licked his lips as she came closer and he stayed rooted to his spot, secretly shocked at how beautiful this woman was. It had been a very, very long time since he had seen a gorgeous woman and an even longer time since he had had one under him. His trousers became suddenly tight as he envisioned this woman under him, he imagined the sound of her voice, wondering if it would be as sweet as her lips looked. Those red hot ruby lips which were forming a small smile as she continued to approach him.

He had to bite back a groan when her small hand glided along her hip casually. The innocent unintentional act made him slightly hard and he had to quickly compose himself and rid himself of the filthy thoughts which had suddenly entered his mind the moment he saw this woman coming towards him.

She stopped in front of him, and held out her small hand with a friendly smile, "Blair Waldorf, I think you're supposed to show me around?" she asked informally.

Chuck smirked, he realised this hot woman was his new recruit and the thought of someone so sexy joining his team made his eyes darken. He had a feeling things were about to get really interesting. Even though he couldn't imagine such a pretty delectable thing fighting on the frontline he was sure she would be very well skilled in the bedroom.

He took her hand in his and instead of shaking it he brought it slowly to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss to her knuckles, "of course, Miss. Waldorf, so you must be the new girl, Corporal Chuck Bass at your service," he drawled, finally letting her hand go.

He noticed the sudden blush to her cheeks and smirked at having affected her so quickly. He wondered if she had been affected by him in the same way he was affected by her. He looked around and spotted a couple of soldiers walking by and decided he wanted this minx to himself before anyone else noticed her. He grabbed her hand once more and motioned for her to follow him into the men's dormitory. She followed him happily.

"So, Miss. Waldorf, there are a few house rules I need to inform you of, then I shall give you a quick tour of this place. Following that we are to join the others for a training session."

"Training? What for?" asked Blair, it was only her first day and she wasn't expecting to be thrown into any hard work so soon.

"Oh don't worry Waldorf, I'll have your back." he replied cheekily. She frowned back at him, as if she needed anyone watching her back, she wasn't a weakling.

"Right then Bass, care to speed through these rules, I'd like to meet the rest of the team," demanded Blair as she sat down on one of the beds nearby. She wasn't sure why she was in a dormitory, surely this Corporal was supposed to be showing her to her place of work and introducing her to the staff.

"Why? Am I not good enough company Waldorf?" he prodded, slightly taken aback at her attitude. He could see a distinct fire in her eyes and knew immediately that this girl was no push over, she was a challenge he would happily take on and he knew it was going to be an interesting task.

"Well you haven't entertained me so far, maybe you could make this all seem a little less depressing than the nightmares I have been having ever since I was recruited," she proposed daringly, truth be told, she was dreading her first day.

She had been having horrible nightmares ever since the moment she was told she was being sent to Afghanistan, the horror stories she had heard had put her off but she was determined not to let any ill-feeling deter her. She was going to do whatever it took to prove to everyone back home that she wasn't a coward and that she would survive this deployment. Her parents and friends had been really worried about her, thinking she wouldn't be able to handle the pressure, but it had spurred her on even more. She was here now and there was no turning back, she was staying put no matter what, she would do whatever she had to do in order to make it through her appointed term, which was 6 months initially.

Her companion smirked devilishly at her comment and she couldn't help but notice his strong jaw line and his penetrating gaze. His eyes were incredibly gorgeous as was the rest of his face with his chiselled features and plump lips. His vest had a low neck and a bit of hair covered chest peeked out for her viewing. She imagined how it would feel to run her fingers through the fluffy hair of his chest and down along his abdomen and then...

Her thoughts were cut off when Chuck spoke, "see something you like kitten?" he questioned.

She looked up at him suddenly and sprang to her feet as she felt her cheeks go hot at being caught staring at him. She scolded herself for getting distracted by his good looks and scoffed at him, "in your dreams Bass, I was actually looking at your choice of attire, not very conventional," she lied as she took in his light blue vest and faded yellow quarter length pants, he actually looked kind of cute, she thought.

"I was just about to get dressed but I was told a new recruit was on her way so I had to greet you...I suppose I could get dressed now though," he responded before lifting his vest over his head and revealing his naked upper body.

Blair gasped at his brazen action and dropped her gaze to avoid getting embarrassed. She saw him coming closer and looked up to his face, "what do you think you're doing Bass, behave!" she spat out distractedly whilst trying to avoid looking at how low his pants were on his hips and his toned abs.

"Why? Is it getting to you princess," smirked Chuck as his hand reached out to graze her chin.

She turned her head away and took a step back towards the bed she had previously been sitting on. "No! Could you just...get on with the tour already!" she demanded quickly, trying to change the subject.

This guy was intolerable; she couldn't believe he had actually taken his vest off in front of her, how unprofessional!

Chuck laughed and put his vest back on to end her embarrassment, "well, I have my own way of welcoming new recruits to the team, particularly females...so I wouldn't mind getting right to it," he said confidently, dreaming up all the things he could do to her.

She was under his control right now and he wasn't sure how long it would last so he had to make the most of it. Blair swallowed nervously, wondering what he could have possibly meant. She was trying her best to maintain her confident strong persona but under his hard wanting gaze she could feel her resolve slipping. She felt weak.

Chuck paused for a while, contemplating what he could possibly do, a few interesting ideas were running through his mind but he wasn't sure whether he was willing to risk losing his job and reputation over this woman, but she was making him feel strange and had clouded his judgement. He let his cock decide for him instead.

"Well, Waldorf, you see this," he said as he walked towards his belongings and dug out a badge from his bag, "this is your crown jewel, we all have one and it's vital if you plan on staying safe," he explained.

The badge he held in his hand was what identified him as an American soldier; it was his safety token whilst on foreign land, ensuring his safety and freedom. If he were confronted by a foreign ally or a local, showing them this badge would let them know he worked for the American army and would ensure his safety and freedom to pass safely throughout the country.

Every member of the American armed forces had one of their own with their name and rank and a microchip that made everyone's badge unique to them. It was so important that without one you couldn't stay at the base for safety reasons. You would be shipped back home to America and would have to wait for another badge to be assigned to you before being able to head back to your base of deployment.

"I'll be giving you your very own badge which was sent down this morning along with a few other things that you'll need, remember not to lose it because without one, if you're ever apprehended by any local tyrants, if you have your badge they wont touch you, if you don't have your badge then you're fair game to them," he smirked whilst looking at her up and down.

She nodded obediently and an idea crossed his mind, "of course...you'll have to earn it though," he challenged, smiling at the thought of her fulfilling his every command in order to get a badge which she was fully entitled to.

Blair narrowed her eyes in confusion and her lips parted but she was lost for words. Chucks smile widened as he continued, "you do want your badge don't you?" he asked her.

"Of course I do, I'm entitled to one!" she complained whilst putting her hands to her hips and turning slightly red in anger.

She had heard nothing about earning a bloody badge, she thought she had been through enough training and preparation to prove her place in the army. Chuck became aroused at the thought of what was to come as he slowly approached her.

"Everyone has to prove their worth Waldorf and the quality I like in a person is obedience and the willingness to do anything to prove oneself worthy," he suggested daringly as he reached his fingers to tangle with a loose curl of her hair.

She closed her eyes at the sudden intrusion of her personal space and tried to think of something to say but she found herself speechless once again.

"You'll have to work for it Blair...are you up for a challenge or are you too weak for this," he whispered as his fingers grazed her blushing cheek.

Her eyes snapped up to his at the mention of that word she abhorred. Weak was one thing she certainly wasn't. She would prove to this damned Corporal how worthy she was of her position and would make sure to walk out with her badge, the only thing that worried her was the glint in his eyes and the way he made her feel.

Aroused.

He was doing something strange to her insides and she wasn't sure if she had any control over the situation she was in, what was he going to make her do and was she really willing to do anything, she wondered.

"I think you'll find that weak is the last thing I am Sir!" complained Blair seriously, stomping her foot on the ground for effect.

Chuck smirked and narrowed his eyes in thought, "Sir?...hmmm, I like that," he responded whilst stroking his chin.

Blair scoffed, she couldn't figure out what Chuck was thinking and wasn't sure what he was planning to do to her, but she was losing patience, "so what exactly do I have to do in order to earn my badge...and can you make it quick?" her hand resumed their position on her hips which prompted Chucks gaze to wonder over her luscious curves.

Her slim waist accentuated by her perfect hips and he was sure she would have silky smooth legs under those pants she was wearing. Blair felt heat rise to her cheeks as she watched Chuck appreciatively take in her appearance.

His eyes had darkened and he seemed to be getting closer to her body by the second. Chuck reached a hand out and ran his fingers along her clothed arm wondering what it would feel like to touch her skin.

"Get rid of this...now" he whispered huskily, coming closer to her and tugging at her jacket.

Blair gasped at the feel of his hot breath tickling the skin of her cheek, "no," she managed to breathe out once she found the energy to speak.

"Say no once more and I'll make certain that you head back home badgeless...I wonder what your family back home would make of that..." he warned.

Blair stiffened at his threat; was he serious. The expression on his face and the tone of his voice would say that he definitely was serious. There was no way she was going back home, not now, not until her 6 months had elapsed.

She was in a dilemma, should she just suck it up and listen to her Corporal or should she refuse and risk losing her badge. Then there was the fact that this whole thing could be one big joke, he couldn't seriously be allowed to do whatever he was planning to do to her, she wasn't sure if this was something that really happened to everyone or if he was just taking advantage of her. But if this guy was going to be her primary commander then she had to stay on his good side. She hadn't been told that a Corporal would be in charge of her as such and she didn't think it would hurt her career too much if she refused him and reported him to someone in a higher rank.

But what if it did.

What if losing favour with Chuck ruined her chances in the forces, what if he really could prevent her from getting her badge. She couldn't risk it. She decided she would do as he said and if he went too far she would end this madness straight away, there was no way she was going to lose the badge and she wasn't planning on losing her dignity either.

"Off...now." he repeated, cutting off her thoughts.

Blair looked down in slight embarrassment before sliding her jacket off and letting it drop to the floor. Chuck smiled in victory and took in her appearance again, there wasn't much of a difference as her blouse had full sleeves.

"Hmmm, you're wearing too many clothes," stated Chuck as his hands found her hips and slowly dragged her towards him.

His fingers reached for the buttons of her silky blouse and began slowly unbuttoning them. Blair gasped at his forwardness and froze as he began sliding her blouse down her arms. She couldn't believe what he had just done and the fact that she had let him do it without protest.

"That's a little better, don't you agree kitten?" he purred into her ear before poking his tongue out to lick her earlobe.

Blair gasped at the feel of his tongue on her skin, her hands fisted and her nails dug into her palms in an effort to distract herself. He was so close to her right now and the chills sparking on her naked upper body was confusing her, along with his scent invading her senses.

"mmmhmmm...your hair smells good...take out the hair clip, I want to see your hair out." he demanded.

Blair was a goner, she was already under his spell and felt helpless in front of Chuck, she knew her resolve had already slipped and there was no going back now.

"Ok," she whispered.

"Yes, Sir" he whispered back, his lips achingly close to hers.

"What?" she quivered.

"I want to hear you say 'yes Sir' from now on," demanded Chuck as Blair swallowed nervously.

"erm...yes...yes Sir," mumbled Blair obediently.

"That a girl."

Blair removed her hair clip which sent her thick curls cascading down her back and over her shoulders, sending chills through Chuck's body. The simple act turned Chuck on more than ever and they had barely even touched.

"Take off your pants."

Blair gulped, closing her eyes momentarily to compose herself, but she was already too far gone so she complied, "y-y-yes S-Sir..." responded Blair unashamedly, before reaching for her slacks and unzipping them.

They dropped easily to the floor and she stepped out of them. Chuck looked down to her toned legs and swallowed back a groan, before letting his hands roam her, now nearly naked, body. Blair's eyes fluttered closed the moment his fingers touched her thighs, he was doing something strange to her and she suddenly forgot who she was and where she was. Chuck pulled Blair closer to his body and his erection was evident as her thighs brushed against his crotch.

Chuck groaned at the contact and pulled Blair along towards his bed. He sat down on the end of his bed and removed his vest once again, revealing his toned upper body. He motioned for Blair to come closer and as she did he pulled her flush against him before crashing his lips against hers.

Blair gasped in shock at his sudden attack and her lips froze momentarily as his duelled for entrance to her mouth. When Blair finally realised what was happening she pushed her hands against his chest and fought him off. As Chuck released her lips with a dissatisfied groan Blair jumped to her feet, her breathing hard and ragged.

They took a moment to compose themselves before Chuck stood up to meet her, "you don't get to begin or end anything sweetheart, you play by my rules!" he growled in anger at her ending his fun.

Blair took a step away from him, "that's not fair...you can't just...,"

"Don't answer back!" shouted Chuck, cutting her off and grabbing her by the wrist.

Blair shook in fear as he clutched her arm and pulled her against him once more. She saw the fire in his eyes and knew he was dead serious, she had no free will in this situation and was going to have to do as he said.

"Pull down my pants, now" he demanded of her.

Blair's eyes darted to his pants and she trembled knowing that she would have to follow his order, she decided she would just have to play along with his game in order to get it over and done with, besides, the memory of his lips on hers clouded her judgement and she kneeled dutifully to the ground.

"Yes Sir..." she whispered.

Chuck kicked away his pants and ordered Blair to stand, both of them clad in their underwear. The tent of his boxers was evident as Blair studied his perfectly toned body. Chuck smiled as he watched her take in his body and he took the opportunity to do the same to her. Her slender but curvy figure made him incredibly aroused and he loved how perfectly shaped she was. Her legs were just the right length, her hips just the right shape, her small but perky breasts the perfect size for fitting right into his hands and her long arms he could picture wrapped around his neck whilst he devoured her mouth.

He licked his lips at the thought of her small hands gliding over his body and touching him all over and then an idea occurred to him.

"Get on the bed."

There was a short pause before Blair responded, "Yes Sir," and then she was on his bed cowering away from him.

Chuck joined her immediately but instead of going straight to her, he laid down instead, on his stomach.

"My back aches. Massage me." he said sounding suddenly uninterested. He sighed as he settled comfortably on the bed, snuggling his head into the soft pillow.

Blair froze, unsure of what to do. There he was practically naked lying in wait for her to give him a massage. It was safer than what she had expected him to ask of her but then she could never be sure how far he would ask her to go once she gave in. She realised she didn't have much of a choice and without a single ounce of self control she noticed her hands reaching for his shoulders of their own accord. She couldn't stop herself and before she knew it her hands had made contact with his skin and the sound of a light moan escaping his mouth made her eyes roll to the back of her head. She was hypnotised by him and she had lost her sanity.

"That's it Blair...just like that..." he moaned as her talented hands began to press an agonising path across his shoulders pausing now and again to deepen her hold on him.

She found herself climbing on top of him as her legs rested on either side of his butt and she hovered over him, occasionally sitting down on his backside. This new position allowed her to put more pressure on to his shoulders and back as she skilfully massaged his tense muscles.

"yesssss...so good Blair..." he breathed as she continued her effort causing all sorts of sounds to escape from his lips.

"Harder Blair...I want it harder."

"Yes Sir..." answered Blair suddenly without realising the words spurting from her mouth...did she just moan?

"Oh God," she sighed to herself in embarrassment.

"What?"

"urm...nothing."

Chuck suddenly flipped himself over sending Blair tumbling to his side, he grabbed hold of her wrists and pulled her towards him, "I think my back has had enough," he laid back down but on his back this time.

"Get on top."

She obeyed.

"Massage my tongue. With yours."

"but..." he raised his eyebrows in challenge.

"Yes Sir," she whispered in defeat, his eyes darkened with lust as she slowly and nervously leaned towards him.

There was a spark of electricity and a sudden heat that engulfed them the moment her lips brushed against his and before she knew it his lips were mashed against hers in a hard torturous kiss, dragging her lips between his teeth and his tongue plundering her mouth with urgency.

She had never felt such sweet pain in her life, she was sure she was tasting her own blood as he attacked her lips, biting and sucking hard. His hands were groping her body all over, her butt, thighs, breasts and back. She couldn't help herself but she needed to feel his hard body under her fingertips but instead he flipped them over and her fingernails met the skin on his back, scratching and marking him.

Their moans were loud and in unison as their lips and tongues duelled for control and release, hands exploring and furious.

"oh God..." moaned Blair against his lips as they took a gasping breath between kisses.

"What have you been told!" shouted Chuck angrily.

"Sir...oh Sir...," she adjusted.

"That a girl, now make good use of your hands...my boxers are feeling too tight..." he drawled mischievously.

Blair froze for the millionth time, was he really asking her to do what she thought he was?

"Do it...NOW!" he roared.

Blair trembled in fear at the tone of his voice and her hand slowly began to trail his stomach towards the waistband of his shorts. He gasped at the touch of her fingertips on his tense skin, a tingling sensation shooting towards his crotch. He sighed in pleasure as her hand made its way past the barrier and into his undergarment.

"Stop." he instructed, interrupting her hands journey.

She looked at him bewildered, not believing he could possibly want her to stop now, she had gone far enough and even she didn't want to stop.

"But, Sir, I..." she was cut off as he pulled her hand out just before she was about to grasp hold of him. Instead he pushed her onto the bed and began tracing slow patterns on her bare skin.

"I have plans for you. You play by my rules." he smirked as she gasped and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his skin on hers.

He began kissing her then, trailing kisses along her collarbone and neck making her back arch and her face twist in agony.

"Please...Chuck..." she begged, not sure what she was begging for. She wanted more, she wanted him, hard and fast and burning a fire inside of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, completely surrendering herself to him as he bit and sucked her skin, her neck, the valley of her breasts and finally down her stomach towards where she wanted him.

"You like it Blair, you want me touching you don't you?" he drawled daringly.

"Yes...oh yes Sir..." she pleaded, her eyes fluttering under his spell, consumed by lust. His hand reached to her inner thighs and began stroking her over her panties before curling a finger around them and tugging, pulling until they were removed. She felt a wave of cool air against her intimate folds the moment her panties were pulled off and she gasped the moment his tongue invaded her core. Sucking and stroking and kissing her most treasured part.

She moaned loudly in relief, arching her back towards him, encouraging him to go deeper and rougher. He moaned into her wet flesh and sent painful vibrations through her bundle of nerves. She was almost screaming his name as she came agonisingly close to climax.

"Yes Sir...oh shit...im going to come...!" she screeched.

Then it was suddenly over.

She felt nothing.

Her eyes were tightly closed as she waited for her orgasm to rip through, but there was nothing. Literally. Her eyes began to open slowly and she looked around.

She saw Chuck standing on the floor pulling a pair of trousers on casually and lifting something off the floor and throwing it to her. Her pants were thrown to her face and she held onto them tightly, looking down at her body, still naked. She was wet and she could almost hear her clitoris thumping in need of release. Yet there he was getting dressed.

Her cheeks went red in shame as she realised what he was doing. She quickly sat up and began pulling her own pants on, covering the evidence of arousal which had been left untamed. She looked at him in confusion and was sure she saw him smirk. The bastard had tricked her, he'd made her beg for him and then left her hanging, she hated the mother fucker!

She quickly found her blouse and made quick work of putting it back on before she saw him coming towards her like a predator after its prey. Well she was surely going to teach him a lesson if he even tried to touch her again, she would slap him hard across his face and leave a painful bruise! Before she could move she saw him reach into his bag on his way over to her and pull out a badge before confronting her again.

"You earned your badge. Well done." he smirked.

She almost burst with anger but then she felt his hand on her ass, well actually he was putting her badge in her back pocket.

"Keep it...in a safe place...somewhere no-one would go," he grinned wickedly as he squeezed her ass through her pant pocket for effect and then removed his hand leaving her badge there.

Before she could form a coherent response he was already walking away.

A.N.

Oh my days...I am so sorry but I was not expecting it to be this LONG! Please forgive me but this wasn't even how I had this fic planned out, this bit wasn't even supposed to be the main bit...which means that I have to split this fic into 2 parts!

This shall be the first part and I will be writing the second part ASAP! I wasn't going to post this part until I had written the second part because I don't like making my readers wait...but I figured if I posted this it would ensure that I finished the fic quickly because i won't want to keep you waiting long! I really do need a kick in the butt!

Stay tuned for the next part, it took me a few days to write this so hopefully the next part should be up within a week!

Part 2: Blair's revenge (yay!)