Being a Nazi Slave

After we had all been assigned to out new purposes, the processing continued. We got cleaned thoroughly - starting with getting hosed down with cold water and scrubbed with sturdy brushes - but there were no protests or screams of pain - just sobs of despair. We hadn't really grasped what was awaiting us, but most of us must have understood, that we were about to become some kind of sex slaves. When eventually all our body hair was shaved, the last doubt about the nature of our purposes must have been removed together with it. After this step, we were split up according to the groups we had been assigned to.

 I was relieved when I was given something to cover my nakedness - although is wasn't more than a very light dress - more like a short night gown that did not really hide my contours. One of the guards ordered me to follow him outside and across the yard to the main building. In the center of the yard, there was some kind of a wooden horse, partially covered with leather. A woman was strapped to the evil contraption - at hip level, she was bend over a beam - her legs in shackles fixed to the rear legs of the horse, so her legs were opened wide. Her wrists were tied to the to the front legs of the frame - the sight was shocking to me - I had to stop for a moment to fully understand what I saw, my companion only to willingly stopped as well for me to take in the scene. Her legs were covered by a thick, drying slime as was her beautiful face. "This young lady refused to pleasure a guest's dog - Lieutenant Colonel decided to punish her by strapping her down here for anyone and anything to use her for 3 days. You can be sure that she thankfully swallows dog spunk by now." As if to prove his point, he steps before the poor wretch, opens his fly and holds it before her face "Are you thirsty, bitch?" She only nodded and opened her mouth wide. As he eases himself, the guard continues "The first 8 hours of her punishment she enjoyed, I'm sure - about fifty Arian cocks must have filled all her wholes - but then hunger and thirst set in and she had to beg us to use her mouth." After he had finished his business, he turned around and without further ado led me into the main building. The poor girl, after she had finished swallowing the last drops of urine, uttered a faint "Thank you, Master." and let her head think down with a sob.

 My head was spinning - I never would have thought that human beings are able to do something to others - tears welled up in my eyes. This was worse than killing someone - when they kill you, it's over - but this was far more perfidious - and this was only the first of my encounters with what a human mind is able to inflict on another human being.

 The guard now led me into the vast building, up a staircase into the second floor and to one of the building's wings. He opened a door to a room that looked like a small study - there was a massive oak in one side of the room - and there were some bookshelves with books. But there also were things, I wouldn't have expected to find in a study. Close to one of the walls was a small wooden horse - just like the one I had just seen in the yard. On the desk, instead of papers and writing tools, an assortment of different canes and riding crops was well organized. In the center of the room, a rope was dangling from the ceiling - and on the wall behind the desk, curled up whips and leather shackles were hanging on hooks. Although I only had a blurred imagination of what could be done by all these instruments and tools, it was concrete enough to make me cry.

 The guard pointed to a small cushion in front of the desk "Kneel there - when you hear the Master, make sure you are down and have your hands behind your head." With a sadistic grin he added "Well, maybe you shouldn't do what I've just told you - there's a good chance he would give you to us for sustainable punishment - and I have to admit, I would mind correcting you." With these words he left.

... to be continued ...