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Part nine
The woman stood and removed the gag and placed it on the table. “I'm Anna.”
It took me a few minutes to adjust to my jaw to it's freedom and I told her my name. She smiled, and began washing the piss from my face, and body. It was like running through mud as my mind got around what had happened and what might be about to happen. As she finished, it dawned on me that this might be the first chance I had in a few days to carry on a normal or at least somewhat normal conversation. “So, is she really a Racist or is this all Role Playing?”
“All role playing but she is really into it. I mean really into it. You should see her home. It's a farm out in the country. In the middle of it is this small concentration camp. It's really creepy but very realistic, everything but the ovens.”
“So are you Jewish?”
“Yes, it's strange I know but my great grandfather was in the camps and since childhood I heard all about the horrors that went on there. At some point the idea started to turn me on. Then I met June on a personals site about 4 years ago. One thing lead to another and I've been here prisoner ever since. You'd be surprised how many people have this fetish. She is making a fortune on renting the camp and doing sessions out there.”
“I read something on it years ago and Africans that have plantation fantasies. So why is she paying for me?”
“Change of pace, I guess. I think she's running out of kicks and I know she's getting tired of playing to others interests and dealing with their limits. So the fact that there was no limits was a big selling point. What is your story? I don't think I've ever heard of a Dom pimping out her subs.”
“Long story but let's say I either do what I'm told or my life will be destroyed. Blackmail is one of my fetishes but I'm afraid this has gone beyond the fantasy and moved on to something a little too real.”
“Oh. So this isn't playtime anymore?”
“Yes and no, I mean I really enjoy a lot of it but there is a lot that is beyond what I would consider.” I went on to explain the situation with Lynn and Ann,
She gave my cock a squeeze and slowly started to stroke it, “So this thing has gotten you into all this trouble and you can find a way out.”
“Yes and I have a feeling that even though my cock is really sore that this maybe the last time I'll get to feel something as nice as what you are doing for sometime.”
“Oh they are going to lock you all up and keep you all horny with no release?”
“Yes but I think before this weekend is over, I'm going to be begging to have the CB 2000 back on.”
“By the way, I'm your 8pm and I have you till midnight. So we are going to see just how many times I can get this thing to squirt before the nights over. It's a present from June for our anniversary. An hour for every year I've been in her camp.”
June walked in and asked, “Is he ready to talk?”
“Yes Mama.” said Anna as she continued to gently rub my cock.
June had taken off her shirt and skirt and was down to a men's A shirt with the German Eagle in the middle of her chest, Jack boots and stockings. “Alright Fagot, start naming the other degenerates.” Anna released my cock and sat down at the desk and began to take the part of a recorder, typing everything that was said on an old portable typewriter. I played along giving fake names and date. Along with places where I had had sex with men and all the details. This seemed to turn on June just as much as the torture did. As she openly began to rub her clit and pull on her nipple with her one boot covered leg up on the edge of the desk. From time to time she would bend forward and play with my cock.
When I was done spilling my guts, I looked at the clock and it was 6:45. June announced, “I'm unsure if we have all the information that we can get from this one, Enter into the record that prisoner 6587 has been found to be a degenerate and if left in the population will corrupt others. Thus he will receive a pink triangle tattoo and be required to wear a badge on his clothing. From this date on he is to be relocated to camp 243 for re-education until he is fit to rejoin society. At this point castration maybe the only true way to reduce the threat but only time will tell. End of report.” She reach an orgasm, shaking and cursing god as she rolled through it.
“Prepare the prisoner for re-education and service.” June barked. Anna snapped into action, untying me from the chair and moving me to the bed. I was weak and had to lean on her for support. I dropped on to the bed on my back and gave no fight as Anna tied my hands above my head to the head board and then pulled and separated my ankles. Pulling them toward the headboard, bending me in half. It felt good to stretch out even though it was an odd position to be in.
June climbed onto the bed and knelled with her knees on both sided of my head holding it in place. Anna handed her milk jug filled with water. “Water boarding is a common torture these days. It's often called simulated drowning, I have my own method. Now this will not be so much for information but more for enjoyment. I will keep it up until you come. If you don't come, we will start over again until you do.” With that said she tied a funnel to my mouth and began to pore water into it. At the same time I felt Anna's mouth engulf my cock and start sucking, licking and pumping for all she was worth. Also she began to stick a finger in my ass.
At first it was easy to keep up with the flow of water but it seemed the closer I came to coming the faster the flow of water. Before long I was out of breath and tried to close my throat to take in a breath only to have it be water instead of air. I began to cough and June stopped the flow of water only long enough for me to recover. It distracted me so much I was unable to come and was shortly out of breath with my lungs burning but the water kept coming. I was both on the edge of coming and passing out when the water stopped flowing and June said, “Stop and get more water.” She repeated this three or four times and each time with the same result.
After what seemed like hours but was more like 15 minutes, I couldn't decide which to beg for. To come, breath or piss. The answer came when June, handed the jug to Anna and ordered me to piss in it, As I pissed, June climbed above the funnel and pissed directly into my mouth. “Nothing like a fagot urinal.” Before I thought the water burned when it entered my lungs but nothing is like piss. June's was strong. She kept pissing as she stroked her clit. Bucking her hips as she came and lost control pissing all over my face and chest. “I came harder thinking about you sleeping on my piss covered pillow. Jug!.”
Without a break my piss was pored full bore into my mouth, while Anna sucked and licked my cock, bringing me closer and closer to coming. With the urine gone, June removed the funnel and sat full force on to my face. Planting my mouth on her sex and my nose against her anus. “Lick you fagot cocksucker. This is part of your re-education. As long as you lick, the Jew will keep sucking your cock. If you stop, she will start slapping and crushing those tiny fagot balls of yours.” I double my effort and the combination of Anna's warm mouth and being engulfed in Anna's ass and cunt, sent me over the edge. The orgasm was the most pleasurable one I'd had in my life time. Of course, June kept humping my face until she came again. At some point she pushed Anna away from my cock and took one of my balls in each hand and squeezed and pulled them apart. As she trembled into the orgasm she said, “Nothing feels like a man screaming in pain into your pussy. That's it fagot, scream, yes....” and with that she pressed down into my face blocking off my air and kept it up until she was done.
“Ah, with 10 minutes to spare. Anna as we wait, untie his legs and then hump his leg while we wait for the time to be up. If you make yourself come you won't get your gift. You may beg to come if you wish but you can't stop for any reason.” Anna did as she was told and began rubbing her cunt against my leg. June, began to get dressed while watching with mild interest.
After a few minutes, I could tell by Anna's shaking that she was close and losing the battle. “Commander, may I please come?”
“No.”
Anna, grunted with frustration but kept humping and then began shaking all over. At first I thought she'd come but then realized that it was the shock collar. “Thank you Commander for distracting me.”
“That's the problem with the Jew's. No self control. Nothing but greed.”
It seemed like the words brought her closer. “Please commander, may this Jewish Pig come?”
“No and this time you are not getting a distraction.”
Anna's whole body began to shake and tremble. “Please Commander, Please, I'm begging distract me.”
“See no will power. Just pure selfish greed. Can't hump a leg like the dog it is, for more then two minutes without causing that toilet of a cunt of yours to come. If I must.” Anna tightened as the current shot through her. What amazed me was that she kept humping through it all. I began to root for her as her body began to coat in sweat. Her eyes burned into me, her mouth open and all her muscles in knots. “When was the last time I let you come Pig?”
There was a trimer in Anna's voice, “At..... least..... six months,.... Commander.”
“That's all. Hmmm, doesn't seem that long ago. Oh look at that, how the time as flown by, 7:29. Speed up, make out with the fagot and if you come in the next minute, I'll make you wear the chastity belt.”
Anna pressed into me, grabbed my hair, engulfed my mouth and pressed her tongue into my mouth. This just increased the rate of her breathing and I knew that she was losing the battle and about to come. She bit into my lip and pulled on my nipple rings. I felt sorry for her and was in fact looking forward to being her play thing. Then came the knock, She was fall on to me shaking and breathed a shy mixed with frustration and relief.
“Good pig, untie him and both of you take a cold shower. You both smell like piss and come. Oh and no coming.” With that June walked out of the room and began talking with Ann.
End of part 9
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