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The tears of Love
By
Clara High
Part Nine
Boris was ruined. His last hope vanished. Unterlieutenant who was obviously liking him went away, visibly disappointed. Despite his entire endeavor to follow Madam Colonel’s orders, the girl was not satisfied by his efforts. She escaped from the fenced area angry. He wasn’t relaying of sparing by the Official Commandante. Going out, unterlieutenant shot a man who was trying to tell her something. Number 11460 was in shock, in severe panic. Is that all? Is his life going to end? Won’t he see his mother again? Should his punishment, strated as a under term deportation in the camp, end as a death penalty? Oh!
He was out of his mind. He was only seeing pictures, but was not realizing the matter of what was going on around him. He has became something little different from the animal. A little later another group of women entered the space. They were one officerin and a few soldierins. He machinelike took his place in the line. He was hearing the voice of the officerin, but the words were not telling him anything. His subconsciousness was searching for some words. Suddenly “spare the life” appeared in her speech and he got in his mind for short again. Then he saw the excess of the woman and fell in trance again. He saw the beating of the tall man and collapse of the other one and the world became covered with twilight mist for him. “Tup, tup – tup, tup, tup – tup…” he was feeling and listening his heart striking in his chest. He was feeling very hot. It was difficult to breath. Helmets, picked caps, uniforms, breasts in the uniforms, submachine guns, long hairs, hairs in bun, lips, sharp orders, hits with whips and sticks, long legs in polished glimmering high stiletto boots, kicks… The order moved forward. All that things turned in a wild whirligig… Cold feeling overwhelmed his body. He was like in fever. The doomed and the guards passed the entrance and via long corridor occurred in long low room with concrete floor and walls. The bright lights were blinding his eyes, accustomed to the darkness outside. Metal rings were mounted in the walls. Short thick chains were hanging from them down with open metal collars on the ends. The guards pushed the men towards the walls and few of them started to lock the collars around men’s necks. In few minutes all men were chained. Number 11460 was in difficult to breathe. Because of the edema in his head collar was too tight for him. Pain!... Few of the soldierins started to humiliate and seduce the doomed men again. They were carrying out violence over them. With white latex gloved hands they were groping entire exhausted bodies of the men. By paying special attention to the groins and with their attractive look in the uniforms they were provoking natural reactions in their victims. With jolly laughing the women were punishing the men for their “childlike behavior” by slapping them. He got excited only by looking to these scenes. When the torturers reached him, he was already in full erection. Storm of laughing sounded the room. One woman kicked him severely in groins and he fainted. Failing down, he hung down and remained in that pose kept only by chain…
…No one paid attention at him. Was he alive, or dead, nobody cared! The doomed were taking out from the room in groups by ten. They were dragged through a heavy metal door which was closing after them. After five to ten minutes the soldierins were returning and another group of men were being taken. He was happy, being deprived from seeing it due to his unconsciousness. He was in the last group. When the women returned one of them kicked him and pushed him to come to himself. After a few kicks and slapping he opened his eyes…
…The bright light flushed into his eyes like hot burning creek. He moaned. He was not realizing the reality around himself. The soldierins pushed the men to the door. Some figure was keeping his hand and was making him to walk. He entered some long and low space. He saw group of women, uniforms, guns, pillars. He saw some pillars and some figures attached to them. Figures were hanging in strange and even bizarre poses. Something red was over their bodies. This did not seem strange to number 11460. Contrariwise! He was seeing it as normal and even very beautiful. In his early years his mother was intended to let him study in art school. He obviously had talent. It was then… But now his confused mind was trying to save him from the whole ambient horror and was making him to see all in some pink emotion, same as if he was at art exhibition. He saw how some black women were walking around the pillars and the colored figures fell down. “Why?” He was pushed towards one of the fallen figures. A woman was pointing to the figure and was shouting furiously. He didn’t hear her but bent and took the figure for its legs. They were wet with some clammy liquid. “Why the paint is still wet? Why we remove the installation before it is dry?” He was asking himself.
He was dragging the body. He and the others of his group entered a corridor where numerous of trolleys loaded with bodies were waiting. Number 11460 and other of his group loaded the bodies dragged by them on the trolleys helping each other. He saw a lot of that strange paint around the trolleys. “Why they waste so much paint?” “Why they remove the installation before it is dry and even before it is completed? Obviously they had made it a few times…” He felt that he was pulled by a strong arm and followed a woman in uniform which was gripping his one. Kaleidoscope of pictures started turning before his eyes again. When he came to himself, he saw that he is tied on the same pillars from where he has taken figures just a little before… He tried to move, but in vain! His hands were firmly fixed and tied and painfully immobilized. Far from himself he saw a group of women in uniforms. They were holding long metal rods with wooden ends and were making something with their ends. Now no one was disturbing him and he had a chance to thresh out them. Suddenly he started to feel some weight between his legs and some tension made him to feel uncomfortably. He looked down and saw his protruding manhood to swing boldly in the air.
Suddenly he felt bursting of pain in his groin and saw a woman in uniform hoisting her arm for another hit. He tried to bend himself, but surprisingly she stopped herself and went away. He relieved himself a little and continued to contemplate the women in the distance. His friend started to heave up his head again and number 11460 started to enjoy the voluptuous sense. The forms of the female bodies combined with something else, strange, known and unknown, in same time attracting and fearing, were attracting him and were exciting him. He was feeling deep fear for something and was in indescribable perfect bliss at the same time. Female voices were filling the air with nice sounds. Some of them were like music, other were like tender storm. He was feeling the strong pulsations of his heart and the strange power of the strange waves surging in his body…
The lights were off. The women disappeared in the dark. The light of God flushed directly into his face. A voice of an Angel soared in the heaven. Numerous of short lightnings appeared from nowhere. He just heard the sounds of God’s anger… A volcano was going to erupt somewhere. He felt its arising power and …
…The young soldierin was trembling severely. What was she doing? When her first target slipped down the pillar after her shot she was shocked, terrified and surprised in same time! Just like that a man was no more… Her bullet was precisely shot and nice red spot appeared on the male’s chest. She was doing something obviously wrong. Human life is sacred. Why did she shot him? She was from a rich family and had no problems with her life. She had met men only as servants. She had home teachers and governesses and never had visited ordinary schools where girls and boys were studying together at least in first few years. She was familiar with love and sexual feelings. She had contacts with men before she got in the Army, but these were men specially trained and rented by her beloved aunt for her. The men had been serving the girl such way in order not to break her virginity. She was following the orders. She was shooting. After the third group she was already tired, full with doubt and very stressed. She was very grateful that her hand remained calm despite everything and her bullets were cutting men’s life at once, because she had not to finish her marks with hitting them with rifle’s knife. A few of her colleagues, for her surprise, intentionally were aiming bad and even were omitting their targets. For her greater surprise some of them, with obvious great pleasure, were torturing their victims by slow ripping open their bellies, cutting their manhood, hitting them several times with the knives after what terrific nasty creeks of blood, internal organs and gut were flooding out from them. At that looks she vomited lavishly. Unterlieutenant, as pale as death didn’t react, but a strong severe voice from the commanding loudspeaker ordered her to stand quickly and shouted the vomiting to be cleared. One naked prisoner removed the spot… She saw her colleagues returning to the order after such successful spectacular kill. Their eyes were flaming evil rapture. Their excitement was saturating the air in the range…
…She was aiming! She was feeling like Goddess! She had power to take life and she should do it! She was seeing the faces. Faces of desperate people, looking at their approaching death, looking at her! The deep fear which she was seeing in their eyes was exciting her. Hot feeling was flooding over whole her body. The expectation of the final command was very painful for her. She was getting out of breath. Her hands were trembling.
hands. She felt her eyes to get full of blood.
strongest possible tsunami pushed her. She dropped her rifle and fell on the concrete floor. Sweet convulsions were shaking her body… When she got to herself again, she heard the lady Unterlieutenant to shout at her angrily. The officerin was furiously ordering her to stand up!... She stood up with difficulty. Her panties were soaking. Warm. Pleasant…
…Sergeantess pushed the group of cleaning men to the pillars. The last group had to be removed and send for disposal. She and her girlfriend, a corporal, were pushing men, smoking and chatting. They were laughing over the victims. Time to time they were observing familiar faces between the dead men. They were reminding to themselves piquant details from the near past connected with these men. It was very funny to see that some of the men obviously had experienced very strong excitement during the execution. Some of them even had ejaculated. Their dead pricks were still leaking. Drop spots were visible on their bodies and sometimes around the pillars. There were no excrements or urine, because all men chosen to be executed were kept deprived from eating and drinking for two days before the execution. They were very impressed when a man appeared to be still alive. His body was slightly trembling. He was in agony.
of the dying man was whole upright in strong tension. Slight pulsing of the organ was so amazing and excited both women. The man was still secured to the pillar. Controlling officerin was at the beginning of the group, but he was at the end. Sergeantess and the corporal embraced and kissed passionately each other. After that corporaless knelt and started easily to caress the man’s groins. The man vomited blood lavishly. The woman was masturbating him with passion. Sergeantess was looking with interest, she was like in trance. Her hand was slowly moving below her uniform skirt. Time to time she was slightly kneeling. Her breathing became broken. For her displeasure in the moment when she started to feel real excitement, the volcano erupted under the corporal’s caresses and small white fountain polluted her black glove. In the same moment the body trembled, another portion of blood was vomited and the head of the man hung lifeless.
- Idiot! – Sergeantess reviled him and realizing uselessness of it, kicked him severely in the dead face. Corporal dried her glove oh his skin. She looked at him with disgust and made a man to drag him to the trolleys…
…Unterlieutenant was commanding the shooting of the groups one by one. As far as it was her first participation as platoon commandress in such events, she was acting full of mixed senses. She was angry to men, because of his behavior, but was not completely ready to kill. After first group she almost lost herself in panic. She wanted to cry. She was sorry now even for the man she had killed in the “Pig’s pan” for speaking without being asked. At that moment she wanted to escape somewhere, not to be here, not to do what she was doing. Oh! If only it was possible at that time! She wanted to see him, to see him to pick up his finger in sign of requesting forgiveness. Her heart was beating crazy. She knew Madam Sofia was looking after her and her progress, but also she was waiting with whole remaining her weak hope that he could still be saved. She was dreaming about some miracle, a miracle which to make him to stop playing proud and to beg for forgiveness and to allow her such way to spare his life. She knew that she did not love him anymore, but her good loving heart was pushing her to forgive him and to spare him. Oh! Only if there was not that his proud stubbornness! Group by group she was seeking to see him. Group by group her heart was almost stopping because he was not there. Time was passing painfully slow. As per the routine, the doomed included in the next group to be shot were forced to extract the dead bodies to the trolleys for disposal. Group by group she was observing the new comers. Nothing! Soldierins of the supporting platoon were fixing the men and were going in shelter. She was commanding. Again and again… Time to time she was seeing that some of men were getting erected in front of her and the other women. Now it seemed ridiculous and nasty to her. She started to feel deeper and deeper anger and hate to all men! Disgusting animals! Madam Sofia was right! They can not be changed! Never!
One more group was still remaining. Suddenly she saw him. His dressed
head was making him clearly visible and recognizable. Her heart stopped. Time stopped. World stopped to turn. Everything disappeared. There was only him. Come on! Pick your finger up… dead bodies were removed. He was now already at the pillar. His hands were still free. He is looking to the line of the firing squad. He looks at her. He is seeing her. Come on! Tup – tup – tup! Her heart was beating crazy. The soldierin gripped his hand and locked it to the pillar. No! You have one hand still free! Come on! Pick up finger! Please! Oh Goddess! Tup – tup – tup! Her heart was beating crazy. Let him do it! Strike of a lock and he is secured at the pile.
What?!!! That is impossible! Oh! His protruded pride was nicely visible and was insulting her and all other Women. Even the look of the soldierin hitting him was not calming her.
No! She is ruined… She heard neither her own commands nor the shoots following it. Machinelike she was commanding, commanding, commanding. Everything passed clear… Deaf pain was hitting her heart. Why he was so stubborn? He didn’t give her any choice… It was so selfish… Ohhh!
She came to her self in her bath. Someone was knocking on the door of her quarter…
…Supporting group of prisoners dragged the bodies of the men in the last group to the corridor. The death body of a man with dressed head appeared on the top of the bodies on the last car. Sergeantess put mark in her list and stated to corporal.
execution today. They say, he had disappointed her cruelly. Poor girl! Did you see her? She awaited the end of the act with great difficulty. Who knows how long she is going to suffer! Such scumbag! To disappoint this nice girl! Ah! You just look, look! – The women saw his man’s rod already semi erected to stay with a hut of dense white cream. It was very, very slowly leaking out, covering his death skin…
their low instincts and lust. I don’t wonder anymore why they are useless and incapable for normal life…
command his execution by herself! Did you see how tired was her at the end? I felt pity on her. She looked older at least with ten years!
sand around the pillars from blood and other flesh remaining and pollutants.
… She came to her self in her bath. Someone was knocking on the door of her quarter. She felt herself sad, broken and destroyed. Covering her naked body with wrapper she went to the door.
- Miss Lieutenant! Madam Colonel Romomela orders you to report to her staff! Immediately! – An elder soldierin reported. “Miss Lieutenant…?”
It must be some mistake… “Miss Lieutenant”…
… Unterlieutenant entered and saw Madam Romomela sitting comfortably in large soft chair in a simple dress. In opposite to her there was another such chair, but empty. A small elegant table was situated between the chairs. A bottle of white wine and plate with appetizers were on it. Two high caps were ready. Sofia was reading a document. With girl’s entry she picked up her eyes and smiled. The girl looked perfectly in her uniform. She saluted and reported. Sofia left the list on the table and stood up. She embraced the girl and they kissed each other. The elder woman was breathing deeply the almost childish innocence of the girl and was intoxicating herself with it. The girl was impatient for her Mother’s caress and heat. After today’s events the young woman needed support and wanted to feel herself protected by that strong woman, which was her commandress. The strong memory for the wild wonderful sex they had had was still fresh in her mind and the girl was so thirsty for more. Sofia was really surprised by the girl’s behavior during the execution. No hesitation, no weakness was demonstrated by the young officerin. The strength and the will of the young woman together with her apparent youth and comeliness touched deeply Madam Romomela. She was really attracted by her young colleague and the thought about her started to excite the elder officerin.
They were staying and kissing and caressing each other. They were enjoying each other company. Sofia looked in the eyes of the girl.
The women had liked their uniforms, their strength, so much.
young officer!
and weak by passion – Please! Don’t remove your uniform! Oh, My girl officer!
…Sofia and her girlfriend were sitting in the chairs, taking wine and chatting. Both were calm and refreshed after the stormy pleasures and the bath after them.
chance to live!
“Stupid! You have s much more to learn!” Sofia smiled in herself.
They want to be strong and dominant and to possess and control everything, including us. They are so selfish, that in attempt to satisfy their egoism they some time ago nearly destroyed our world, but it didn’t stop them to do their stupid acts. When first female dominated societies appeared they tried to suppress and to control them. Fortunately they didn’t manage to. They are not able to appreciate the other people’s value. They consider their egoistic ambitions a most important ever. They are ready to hurt their closest relatives just in order to satisfy their low instincts. As I know he hurt you? You was trying to be with him for so long time. Yes?
knew that you have chosen him, but I hoped him to be mine after you loose your interest on him. Ooo! “Stupid girl!” Sofia thought to herself.
so stupid! Oh!
tyrannized. If they don’t obey without reaction, they must be put on reeducation and extermination!
Woman and a man! The man would always break it with his egoism! In the love, the Women is always suffering stronger and more!
cry. After a few minutes they got calm. They took some wine and started to talk again. Suddenly Sofia reminded herself about the document.
some leave. Go home, see your family. What do you think?
both of them laughed ironically and sadly. – Thank You, Miss Colonel!
the High Province Commandment of Special Punishment Forces and today I received answer of My letter. – The girl was looking at her with wonderment. – Congratulations, dear! From now on you are lieutenant in recruit! Congratulations!
“Miss Lieutenant”. I didn’t expect such promotion! Thank you! My Momma will be happy and proud with Me!
Management, haven’t you?
Sofia approached the girl.
- Commandment offers you, as per My recommendation, long term contract for regular service in Special Punishment Forces. Commandment offers you a career of professional Officerin. I f you accept that, after your leave, you will be send to Academy and your life will turn in new direction. What do you think?
The girl was looking at her superior with widely open eyes. In few seconds she regained ability to breathe normally.
They destroyed Me. Now I want to serve to the state! I want… I want… - She panted. Sofia embraced her again, to calm her. – I want to give them all what they deserve! Actually he opened My eyes for many things with his betrayal! I am a free independent woman and they must be under My total power. Now I feel myself as part of a women’s sisterhood. I don’t want men to hurt us! Oh! They are to blame for all, I now understand that! I am ready! I want that career!
Now she threw herself in the Sofia’s arms and covered her with kisses. Both women started to cry again both from happiness and desire and from sadness about so many lost emotions and pleasures till that moment. And all because of the men! The girl loved Sofia. Sofia loved that young sensitive and fragile woman. Both were so vulnerable in that cruel world… Tears, so much tears! Hot tears! The tears of Love…
… The young Woman signed down her contract. She was so excited…
… Some time later in a village controlled by male resistance – high in the mountains…
The lieutenant of SPF was sitting in the temporary bunker. She was waiting. Sat on special chair over the face of a captive man, she was preparing her self. It was very inconvenient time to be in action. She had the monthlies. The captive was forced to clean and to maintain her hygiene. It was important to keep strict hygiene. Suddenly a sergeantess rushed in. She reported that the company had surrounded the village. Male rebellions were located. All was ready. There was no chance for the men to escape. She looked her clocks. It was time!
The fire storm overwhelmed the whole village… Another danger for the
society was going to be obviated…
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