A description of part of the training of a SAS trooper.

How I felt at that moment in time was unbelievable, I felt shame to be standing in front of this woman naked, I felt humiliated, but above all I just wanted to go home, have it your own way then she said and walked over to the door and opened it, hey girls look what I have in the room she shouted, and four young women soldiers came in and started to laugh and point at me. I looked down at my feet my shame was complete. Hear big boy laughed one of them you had better put these on before your dick shrivels to nothing, and they left me to put them on, by this time I was a broken man cold hungry thirsty humiliated tired, my head was a mess was this a bad dream or was this happening to me. I just did not know all I wanted was this torment to finish, the door opened again and a man stood in front of me, do you know who I am he said I looked at him I said nothing, again he said do you know who I am, I stated my name rank and number. No soldier I asked you do you know who I am, I blinked my eyes and I recognised  my commanding officer, yes sir I said, then I ask you once more do you know who I am this time he had said it a bit more gently and with a slight touch on my arm, and then it hit me he had said the code word which was do you know who I am, it was all over I had been on the run for a week and been interrogated for three days and I had passed with flying colures.

That night I lay on my bunk and looked around the room there were only twelve of us left the others had failed the test and had returned to there regiments.

We lived to fight two more tests that would see our happy band of soldiers dwindle down to six, but for now I slept like a baby only to be woken at 5am next day come on you lazy bastards what do you think this is a holiday camp or something. Said a laughing sadistic voice, call yourselves soldiers’ not in my book you ain’t now get up and move your arses.

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  • Katien on Aug 14, 2009

    You paint a very vivid and disturbing picture. No wonder not many people make it through to become SAS.

  • william Lear on Aug 14, 2009

    That is only part of our training, from the very moment that you volunteer and start your training you are watched very closely, no matter how well you do they nit pick at everything. they do it for a reason, it is to see how well you act under pressure, anyone can act well when you are being showered with praise, but can you act well and do your job when you are being sneered at every turn. this account was done for a reason, firstly to see how well we could evade capture in enemy territory and to make sure that we had learned everything that they had taught us. the second was to evaluate everyone to how we would act when being interrogated, I have left out some of the other things that they did, but the part with the woman is a classic example to see how I would act when presented with a pretty woman who offered her services, who at first seemed very nice to my predicament, who then turned very sarcastic when I would not bite. The water was also put in front of me to see how I would react, you are taught to take what ever you find, in this instance I was being filmed to see how I would re act to the glass of water, would I regard it with suspicion and not drink it, or would I just gulp it down, or as I did regard it with suspicion and just sip it at first to see if it was not laced with some kind of drug to make me talk, remember that they had not given me any kind of drink or food since I came back, and the temptation was to drink it down strait away, two men had done this and were binned. Its a complex selection course to weed out the unsuitable, some men dont even make it through the first day.

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