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The tears of Love
By
Clara High
Part Six
Unterlieutenant returned in the main conference hall. The hall was almost completely full and her deputy, one elder woman invited her to the sit places of the duty escort squad free members. She reported that all soldierins of the squad are on their positions and are ready in all respect to protect the spectators and the young visitor actresses. In the hall were presenting many women of the military and civil staff of the camp. Along with the commanding body, officerins of different rank, sergeantesses and soldierins, women from the financial office, catering department, supporting farming and industry part were presenting. All were in high emotion and joy due to the Republic’s fest – 8 March. Many of the women had brought here men as demonstration of status. It was sign of good social status to possess a man. Many women possessed numerous of men, but to appear in the society with more than one was considered as sign of bad manners. The men were put down on their four and were serving now as good resting place for their Mistresses’ legs. That was very fashionable!
She looked around for the last time before the concert to start, which had to occur in few seconds. And she spotted them. The baroness was late and was hurry to take her place. She was in her full parade uniform. A row of medals was visible on her breasts side. He was following her with cuffed hands and leaded on a silver chain. Madam Commandante saw her too and stood up to meet baroness.
Both Women embraced and kissed each other. Madam Sofia invited baroness to take free place next to her. Baroness smiled and nodded thankfully. She turned to the man. She pointed him to kneel in front of her sit place, kissed him deeply and slapped his buttock.
Unterlieuthenant was in shock! She was full with controversial passions. The caresses desired by her were given to another woman. The man wished by her was giving his kisses to another. Unterlieutenant stood up machinelike when the girls started to sing the Anthem of Dorme with accompaniment of prisoners’ orchestra and sat after its end. The whole remaining spectacle was like in dark mist for her. The strong passion of desire, love, tenderness, which she was feeling to that inferior, was mixed in an explosive mixture with the anger, jealousy and desire to revenge for his refusal and repulsing of her love. Terrible volcano of her senses was raging under her calm outlook, which she had to keep during her service time. Oh, how she desired him and simultaneously wanted to see him destroyed and punished for his attitude to her! She was blaming him for all! He was an attractive man. Despite his exhaustion due to severe regime in the camp he was looking good. She was ready to forget that he was personal toy of Sofia and was ready to wait for her own time with him, after he had finished his duties in the Commandante’s bed room, but to share him with some other, further more, external woman… No! It was already too much. Hard pain squeezed her throat and she was ready to start crying…
… He was riding her like a wild lion. She was hanging around him like a willow. The sweetest possible fire was burning between these two bodies so much desiring each other. His power was increasing the power of that fire. She was tender and full with passion. The eternity was whole in them both. For first in his life he was feeling such senses and pleasures. Despite she was executing uncompromisingly her duties in the camp as officerin and superior Lady in the daytime and despite he was in deepest fear when seeing her in the terrifying uniform of SPF in the night he was completely conquered by her charm and attraction. From the day he was appointed as her servant he couldn’t think for his life without her. For first in his life he was feeling such power in himself. His firing rod was blessing her temple with endless boon. Before he was thinking for himself that he is infirm and unattractive for the women. That opinion got deeper after his arranged marriage and after his numerous failures to give his wife family life of full value. Due to that persistent thought his self-confidence ruined and all, including his Mother, were considering him like a useless wretch. That he was thinking for himself too. Here in the camp he for first met the Love in her face. He was seeing in her his beloved woman, his protectress and his ideal for woman. He was ready to all for her and hoped that she is satisfied by their Love too. He was realizing his low inferior position in that world ruled by Women and hoped that deserves Her Good Will. He was trying all the time to see the signs of satisfaction on her face and in her body’s reaction on his caresses. He was on seventh sky when he was finding them and his passion multiplied by it. She was on visit in the camp for two weeks already and he was her slave during whole this time. That was happiest period in his miserable life. A period of relative personal safety, good food, not very harsh work, pleasant duties and indescribable pleasures!
Tonight he was whole in his power and desire to satisfy her. She was particularly kind, tender and gentle with him. In the air-conditioned bed room of baroness atmosphere was so intimae and full of Love. He was moving in her temple passionately, but also was so careful not to be so rough in his power. His Lady was strong too and their joint passion was so enormous. Stormy fight of two loving bodies continued all night. He was not able to stop himself and was attacking her fortress again and again… Ocean of pleasure was flooding whole her being and she was sinking into the deep of the infinity. The waves of the strong senses and feelings were coming over her again and again and the strongest Tsunamis ever imagined took her away and away. After short breaking for a cigarette and refreshment in the bath endless game of passion continued. Now she sat over his face with back to his male pride and took firmly his hands with her ones. She started to move slowly her hips and pelvis giving the man chance for breathing and tongue working. His helplessness was exciting both of them. He was working with his tongue, touching the most secret places of the temple of Goddess. Semi suffocation caused by her body’s weight was keeping him in sweet daze. His passion was free from control and he was tasting her with endless pleasure. Once, bending passionately her wonderful body back she felt something hard and huge to support her back. Turning a little she saw his mast to stick up proudly in whole its magnificence. A hot flood rain came down over her and she flew to the heaven…
… Some one was pushing gently him. In his semi consciousness he didn’t want to wake up. It was all so good and pleasant. He felt a wonderful charming perfume aroma and deep kiss with sweet breathing on his lips. He woke up immediately. She saw her in her full uniform. Her suitcases were collected. She was ready to go. Two armed women were standing at the door. He jumped, whole in surprise. As usual in official cases and in other women presence he stood in attention position. His lips bent he wanted to ask.
good service! It was unforgettable time for Me. I will always remember you! – She took his chin with her black leather gloved hand and gave him a passionate kiss. She looked at his face. His eyes were full of tears. She smiled and slapped gently his cheek.
One of the soldierins waved her hand and two men entered to took baroness’s luggage. She was almost at the door.
turned. No man was allowed to speak in women’s presence unless he was specially ordered to or asked something. In the last second she spotted how he threw himself to her and embraced her boots.
me with You, where ever you go! Oh! Please, Mistress!
She smiled, caressed his shaved head and carefully freed her legs from him. His tears had dropped on the shining black leather surface of the boots. Ohh, it was so boring.
were polished again. She slightly pushed the man with her leg away like a dog.
lavishly. It was obvious that he suffers.
tried to take and handcuffed him. He hit them and run after baroness. He escaped and saw the back door’s closing by the woman driver. He rushed to the car whole in despair. The driver looked at him with surprise and tried to take out her pistol from the internal holster of her suit.
behind extinguished the daylight for him…
- Take him to his group! – a sergeantess, just rushed to see what’s going on, ordered to the soldierins. They pointed at him and the men who just had loaded baroness’s luggage in the car took his senseless body and dragged it away. The car moved slowly…
“… The object registered during his initial detention as number 3-4-2-12-325-7d-102cf1hi and reregistered as 11460 in the camp of… didn’t indicate any sign of progress in all points of remarks made during all inspections carried up on him up to now …
… Object was found as proceeding egoistically without any respect to superiors’ requirements, needs, law prescriptions, regulations and camp’s rules and decrees …
… In gentle part of checks, the object showed himself as unrestrained, arrogant and rough. The inspector didn’t manage to detect any compassion of the object with the control unit …
… Despite all former procedures carried out up on him, the object continues to put his own emotional experiences, called by him and by other objects like him “feelings”, on first place in his behavior …
… Inspector had conducted prolonged personal session program in order to verify object’s present status. The general assessment of the object is – unsatisfactory …
… Inspector recommends implementation of camp sub procedure fl5 without any restriction and with increasing of the intensity of previously appointed procedures …
… Camp’s staff representatives along with guards and other forces engaged with reeducation of the males in camp … are free to decide how to proceed with the above mentioned object …
… Completion of procedure 20 is possible in the future, but it is not recommended in present situation. Camp’s staff employees are, however, free to take decision of its implementation without restriction …
… … …
Gender Police Inspector First Degree - Antonia Romomela “
“I am so sorry, dear,” Antonia was thinking to herself, “but that’s your fate. You are really perfect man, but there are so many like you. One more, one less, …, ohh, I still feel pain in My temple… You are really wonderful… Today I will start the session with a twenty two years old boy… Oh, dear! I will really remember you… well … at least sometimes … Good bye!“ Baroness sealed the envelop with her secret report and gave it to the special department desk clerk in the Gender Police Office in city of… …
… Sofia was naked in the bath – tub. Boris was standing in attention position in front of her. He was still sad. Yesterday at that time he was in the bed with the most beautiful woman in the world and she was so kind with him and in the morning he was thrown out from the Paradise and the baroness went away cold and foreign like The Icy Queen, and now he is in front of the most terrific inquisitor Lady he could imagine ever.
C’mon! Show Me! – Sofia put her remarkable legs out of water and spread them widely. He entered the tube and knelt between her thighs. He spot her barbed wire ended whip, handcuffs, and mouth gag and electro torture device on nearest toilet table along with perfumes; balsams shower gels, shampoos and creams. He boggled at all this and stopped in hesitation.
- So? – She provocatively roughly touched his pack. He was whole in fear, confusion and horror. No reaction occurred. The ironic look of Madam Romomela became evil. She clenched her teeth and said between them:
groins with anger. He fell on his four immediately.
we do? Shall you love Me, or…?
She pulled him over herself. She took a towel and dried his mouth. After that she started to kiss him deeply and ravenously. Her lips were soft, warm, wet and juicy. Whole her body was emanating passion and wild hunger and desire. He was surprised. He had never expected that this cruel and strict which could be so fervent. His fear retreat in front of his instinct and in few seconds his rod was already huge and flaming. She felt this with her skin, took his buttocks and pulled him towards herself. Feeling his power in her, she moaned deeply and released her head back. He was surprised by her good will and attitude to him and continued to enjoy the unexpected pleasure. Despite she was known as merciless killer and strict Officerin now she appeared to be tender and hot lover too. He continued his movements and his passion got stronger and stronger. She was embracing, touching, caressing him with wild desire, her hot deep kisses were touching his deepest strings and he was on the crest of the wave. He felt that the pick was getting closer and closer. His volcano was going to erupt in very short time. He tried to find the signs of her pleasure and to feel if she is close too, but he felt nothing. Sofia was moaning quietly, breathing deeply and curving her strong body enjoying his wonderful caresses. He made himself to delay his end and continued to work following her. After some time he felt cold in his pack, felt that his rock is getting softer. He tried to imagine something pleasant in order to renew his erection, but to no avail. He saw Sofia’s eyes fixed indifferently in him.
to kneel at the door. He tried to approach her and to start new game, but she repelled him.
place and got in obedient pose. She pulled tub’s nylon screen and in few second he heard quiet tenderly buzzing of the vibrator. He was listening her moaning and sighs. With time they were getting lauder and stronger. After long play Sofia suddenly started to breath noisily and eventually her high scream torn the silence of the bathroom. He heard deep sigh of relief. He was ruined. He heard the noise of shower’s jets and Sofia’s deep nice voice. She was singing. He felt himself redundant and ruined. He wished to run, run, run away, but he couldn’t move without her permission or order. In some time shower stopped and he heard the vibrator again. He started to realize that this was his catastrophe. He did not satisfy his Mistress and it was only his mistake. Now he is nothing. He was of no use for nothing. Even baroness abandoned him. Reminding baroness he got very, very sad.
memories he delayed his reaction.
and rushed to gave her wrapper. Madam escaped tub and covered herself. He knelt beside her in a respect pose.
with such strength that allowed him to hear her words. Deep cold fear overcame his soul. His heart went in his soles. Madam went to her office.
sergeantess was together with Madame in her office He knelt in front of the women.
procedure!
put handcuffs on his hands and pushed him towards the door. Already on their way outside he dared to ask.
After some time he tried again.
the ground. She started to kick him while he managed to stand and move again.
- Gise procedure, idiot, is death penalty! Death by shooting! You are doomed! Move now! And no more speaking, if you don’t want to meet your end immediately! – She kicked him again in the back…
… It was evening time already. The door opened with creaking. The woman pushed him with the submachine gun’s muzzle. He stepped in and the door closed again. He looked around and saw that he was in wide enclosed and covered with thick barbed wire area. He had heard about that place before. It was “The pig pen”, where prisoners sentenced to dead were kept until time for execution come. Usually executions were taking place each two weeks, but some times the men were sitting in there undetermined time. No food, no water, no cover against the sun, night cold, rein, winds and snow. Sentenced were living there as real animals. They were looked by the remaining prisoners like an example for their possible fate and by the Women for their amusement. Women could spit, pee make terrific jokes over the unfortunate men. “The pen” was almost empty. Two more men were sitting in the dust as away from the fence as possible in order to avoid bad jokes and games of the Women. He approached them and saw their emotionless faces. The men were hand cuffed in same way like him. It was rule men sentenced to death not to be left with free hands in order not to make any troubles. Camp’s staff was considering the security as a matter of highest importance.
He sat near them, managed somehow to release himself and to reduce the pain in his wrists. He tried to sleep a little, but severe hunger and thirst was causing him so terrific suffering. Now he could think a little. Well. His life is about to finish. Probably soon. He was so afraid. He wanted to live so desperately. Why? He didn’t know… He just wanted to live. He remembered his family, his mother, and her desperate attempt to save him… He felt pain in his chest. What happened with her… As he heard he was determined to be send to the reeducation institution. Those were something like boarding – schools for the women violators of new laws, who did mistakes due to not understanding. There they were studying how to live in new order and how to proceed with their men – sons, husbands, and relatives. Most of the women sent to these schools turned to new conditions very easy and started to became in good citizens of the femdom state. In short time they appeared to be wonderful Mistresses and the way to good life was opened for him. Smaller part was incapable to change their mind and continued to prefer the elder, traditional way of life. These women were divided in a few categories as per the seriousness of their deviations from new order and distributed in correctional and detention centers. Some were being released because they were not thinking or acting in contravention of the state regime. They only were not agreeing to treat their and other men like inferior and animals. Such women and their families were put under strict day and night secret control and monitoring. Usually the other loyal female citizens of the Dorme carried out these measures. His mothers were taken in the school in same time when he was put under arrest. It was almost three months ago. What was going on with her? Was she fine, or…? Oh! Strong presentiment of something terrible caused a spasm in his stomach. Waves of heavy fear flew over him. How could he avoid his fate, how? Who could help him? He could ask Madam Colonel for forgiveness, but how to get to her feet? He could ask permission to connect with the baroness and to beg for her vindication. Could he? Now it was to late in the night, but tomorrow morning… Full with hope he tried to sleep… Suddenly a calm, charming face appeared in his mind. In first moment he tried to ignore that unknown face, but suddenly he remembered her. That was this charmful unterlieutenant who took himm from Madame Commandante’s staff and who was so nice with him at that first terrible night here, and who was trying to speak with him, to proceed gently and tenderly with him, but who was repulsed by him under the fear of Madam Sofia’s threats. In the beginning he had started to feel something like love at her, but in the whole horror of the camp’s life occupied to avoid troubles and threats, he, acting as wild trapped animal, refused to follow her signs of kindness and to become her, at least, hidden servant. At that time he was under the direct sharp view and control of Madam Commandante and was thinking that following strictly her orders he could avoid all terrible dangers of camp’s life. He hoped so that such way he could get released from here back to free life after the assessment commission takes such decision. It was possible only if with his behavior he attracted the attention of the Officerins of the camp and they decide to announce the commission accordingly. Now he was very sad that then he neglected unterlieutenant’s attention. Now he realized with full his mind that she was feeling special senses to him. He reminded himself how often she had tried to be close to him, to attract him, and eventually… well … to have love with him. She was so kind. A superior Officer Lady to want to be in close intimae relations with him, the inferior male prisoner! Oh, how he desired now to show his real feelings to that girl! But, was it possible? Would she like now even to glance at him? Oh! … He gradually fell in broken nervous sleep. Time to time he was delirious… His words sometimes were so laud. Suddenly a searchlight flushed his sharp light at him and a group of soldierins entered the pen. They trashed cruelly and mercilessly him at inch of his life and left him in puddle of his own blood. He remained motionless and unconscious. The other two men were not hearing even slightest breathing, but they didn’t dare even to approach him. Despite they were going to be shot in a few days they still were obedient of their own fear and to the will of their tormentresses. The sunrise found him lying lifelessly. The other men tried to wake him up and to put him in a line with them. If he was in such unconsciousness condition during the Morning Roll Call, he could be taken out and executed immediately. Eventually he came to himself. He felt impossible to suffer pain in his head. While the other men tried to stabilize him, he vomited lavishly…
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