Military Prison

I snap the walkie-talkie from my belt and say into it, "Two guards, cell 4."

With seconds, the two burly guards have entered the cell and set down a chair. I sit down and cross my legs on the Austrian's cot. The guards have been well trained by me and it only takes a few hand signals to communicate what I want.

One of them produces a small spray bottle, containing a clear fluid. The first guard bends over my boots and sprays them with the liquid while the other guard removes a soft cloth from his pocket and carefully dries the leather. Both guards leave as quickly as they have come.

Turning back to my prisoner, I smile.

"Now, vhere vere ve? Ah yes... You vere showing me how stupid the Austrian people are. You haf misunderstood me. You see, this is not personal. I do not desire you. Nein, I haf many tools at my disposal. Sex ist just one such tool." As I speak, I turn, presenting my side to the prisoner, but keeping him in my peripheral vision.

"I see that I vill have to abandon sex and use another approach vith you. Your loss..."

I see out of the corner of my eye that the stupid animal has worked it out in his head that now would be a good time to rush me. Building up a head of steam like a cartoon bull, the Austrain practically paws the ground. When he comes, it is almost as if he is moving in slow motion. I have plenty of time to raise my arm and zap him with 500,000 volts from my stun gun.

"... ist my gain." I continue as I watch the man drop like a tree. I straddle his chest and crouch down. The Austrian's complexion has gone scarlet while is body is a mass of twitches.

"You see, mein stupid man, I am aroused by the pain oft others." I bend low and kiss his tightly clenched mouth before I get up and recall the two guards.

"String him up, boys. Spread eagle, against der far wall."
 
sarah

The door opens and the Master walks in , he immediatly starts on Cynthia again , and then comes over to me offering me a glass of lemonade ........this is most pecular i am thinking .......

My mind immediatly works over time , could it be laced with the new date rape drug i heard about on the BBC news last week , wonder if that is his game , ummmmm.......it makes me think, but he is such a crafty swine , that he would know if i just dropped it on purpose , be careful , Sarah i am thinking to myself ......

Cynthia meanwhile , has been given soem water from his water bottle, she looks quite happy about it , persume it doesnt taste too badly .......she looks very upset actually , and i am worried about her ....

I make out i am drinking my lemondade but none actually passing my lips ......finally i go to get up from the floor , grab my tummy in mock pain , and accidently drop the lovely lemondade on the floor ........

"Oh master i am so sorry , i have just spilt you lovely lemonade ".....i cry in mock horror ...."Forgive me Master, i truely am sorry ".....i lie .........wonder if that bastard has ever done an honest days work in his life ..........or does he get his kicks out of hurting innocent women all the time .....

Meanwhile i hear noices outside, gosh foot steps.........oh it is Gerrold entering the cell .........he grabs Cynthia ...........

"No Cynthia , dont leave me " ,,,i cry in panic ........

But she leaves, now just Master and I left in the cell ........

"Oh shit ",,,,i think to myself , i really dont like this man at all ..........think Geneva convention , Sarah , think that ........and dont forget you are English , he cant hurt you can he ??????
 
OOC sarah

OOC........

I am actually away on holiday from Friday 24th to Tuesday 28th , but i will try and post on Tuesday , if i am not too tired , or delayed .........Euro Disney , Paris, here we come ..lol....lol....
 
Master

Ok first the stupid thing cleans when she is told not to and now she lies to me about drinking and then spills the drink...she actually spilled a drink in the desert...this thing is amazing. The first blow comes as a shock to Sarah the intense pain following a split second later. The second blow of even greater pain is twice as painful. The third thru the tenth are of increasig intensity and speed. Her arms legs and stomach are convulsing in pain from the kicks. "Ok Sarah now then while you slowly die of thirst I want you to think about what you have done." I storm out slamming the cell door and go to check on Gerrod. I see that he has every thing in order and is asking the usual basic questions so I stop in and have a closer look. "Well Gerrod how are you doing you sem to have everything at hand, and I do not want to interrupt , let me know if I can be of some assistance.....and you Cynthia how are you today? Do you have any questions for me?"
 
sarah

Looking at Master as he approached me , i thought , no way can he hurt me ......i will tell him i am English.......

"You cant hurt me i am English ",......i spat at him ....."I demand that i see the British Consulate immediately ".....

I didint see the first hit come , i just felt it after , it knocked me off my feet, then came the others, just blow after blow , i coudnt think stragiht , i laid down covering my head , as he feet kicked and kicked me .......

I was in terrible pain , crying , but not letting him see me ...i didnt want him relishing in the thought of hurting me .......I look up and see his feet disappearing away from me ......i relax slightly, full of pain .....i heard him say something , like, about me not having any drink at all ....i coudlnt quite make out what he said , as i felt very guidy and finally fainted ..........
 
Gerrod

Gerrod gave the knob a tiny turn and shut it off again at Cynthia's hesitancy to answer, "I am waiting, my dear. Do not disappoint me."



ooc: aka *bump*
 
Master

OCC yes please do come to me as someone as my new guard that will be great. "Well everything is in order her" I go to Helga's office. "Good afternoon Goddess Helga please do not allow me to interrupt your excellent work just wanted to see if I could be of assistance if not I will stand here and watch perhaps add my two drachmas when needed, and good afternnon to you my Austrian friend I hope Herlga is taking good care of you? Please Helga do continue I love watching a professional at work."
 
Cynthia

Gerrod has his hand on that damn knob again. Oh, how I hope that he never thinks that I am being dishonest to him. My nipples still hurt from the last charge they received. I take a deep breath, and swallow, and say to him, "My father is a doctor that has come to your country voluntarily to help the injured and sick."
"His name is Dr. Kenneth Roberts.", I reply.
 
Gerrod

"Come now Cynthia, neither you nor I are that gullible. Humanitarian aid is sent by the U.S. in the form of a doctor. A doctor who also happens to have a doctorate in nuclear and atomic physics. Let us call a spade a spade and say he is here to report on whatever weapons research that he can find out about it.", Gerrod said with a slight edge to his voice, "After all, why whould he be going to such seedy parts of town after hours almost every night. It isn't for the whores, he can afford much better. I appreciate you answering at least mostly honestly my pretty. You answered as far as you knew"

Gerrod circled one of her aureola with a finger, being careful not to jostle the clamp. "Now, how often does he send his reports back to your government?"

He rested his hand on her just below her navel, softly stroking the skin with his pinky.
 
Cynthia

The things that Gerrod have divulged are confusing to me. He is going to seedy parts of town late at night. He's right, he wouldn't be going there for the whores...but why is he going I ask myself. Gerrods finger touches my nipple....I hope that he doesn't give me another jolt. I reply to Gerrod with the only truth that I know. "Last time that I spoke with my father, he was to send his report weekly.", I say to him. Thinking to myself, Gerrod has been quite fair to me thus far, and I don't want to be hurt again, I have decided to be fully cooperative with him.

His touch on the skin just below my navel feels very nice...and surprisingly gentle.
 
Gerrod

"Excellent Cynthia." Gerrod said, pleased. "Now I want you to tell me the name of the man who comes to visit your father's house every other Tuesday. It is a curiousity to me."

His hand on her lower abdomen began carressing in small circles.
 
Cynthia

Thinking to myself, my father only spoke of the man once, only saying that he was a friend of a friend. Hmmmmm, think Cynthia...what was his name....damnit I drawing a blank. Oh yes, now I remember. "Sir, my father only spoke of him once and called him Mr. Wallace." I go on to say, "I only saw him one time Sir."

His hand on my abdomen is so warm....his touch so gentle...I wonder why he is touching me.
 
Gerrod

"Good girl Cynthia. I am happy with you, you know? For your cooperation you get a special reward, my pretty." saying this Gerrod dipped his hand down over her slit and began to run his fingers along her pussy lips. As her wetness began to seep out he poked first one, then two fingers inside her, pumping them gently into her.

"You like this yes, my dear?" Gerrod asked as her face twisted in pleasure. He continued to fingerfuck her a time, sensing her arousal rise. With his other hand he reached down and used his index finger to tease her clit, flicking it gently and gauging her reactions carefully. Finally he judged her ready to come, and stopped, keeping up his pumping just enough to keep her two heartbeats away from orgasm.

"Now, before I can allow you to come Cynthia, we must discuss why it was Sarah's fault that you had to lick your cell clean. It is simple, she is a woman and naturally competetive to you. You saw her in there, looking at your full breasts jealously through the corner of her eyes. Posturing for myself and the others so that her body was shown off to it's best effect. Why was she not able to eat the food? You were able to. It is simple, she HOPED that you would get blamed for it. She deliberately balked thinking to get you in trouble. Think, my girl, tell me I am correct."
 
Cynthia

I hear Gerrod say, "Good girl Cynthia, I am happy with you, you know." Then I hear "special reward".....wonder what he....mmmmmmm....that feels so good. My pussy releasing my juices as he fingers me. Oh yes.....two fingers...so gentle...nice and slow. I have gone so long without sexual pleasure that I feel an orgasm......noooooo....he has stopped.

My voice shaking from the excitement he has caused, I answer him. "Yes she did seem to be looking at my breasts alot, and whenever I comforted her, she always layed her head on them." That bitch, she set me up, you're right Sir.

I pray to myself that I have said enough about Sarah, and that he will continue to finger my hot acheing pussy. I am so wet....needing to feel his fingers inside of me again.
 
Gerrod

"Oh Cynthia, what did I tell you about trying to deceive me?" Gerrod said as he turned the knob, sending the electricity rushing through her nipples. He left it on for a few moments while she arched in pain, then turned it off.

He then thrust his fingers deep within her, using his thumb to rub her clit. As she came through her tears of pain he leaned down her ear and whispered reasons into her ear why Sarah had done it. "Sarah is jealous of you. She let you get blamed for it, then only 'helped' you to ingratiate herself to us. You saw how she smiled when you were given that filthy water while she sipped lemonade. Admit it, her feminine nature makes her your natural enemy. She even just now attempted to seduce my superior like a filthy slut. She turned on you once you were gone, begged for mercy because 'She tried to get you to eat.' She said you tried to contact the man in the next cell even though she begged you not too..."

Gerrod kept her orgasming multiple times for nearly twenty minutes while he whispered these things in her ear, his imagination so twisted and diabolical that he repeated himself only once or twice. Finally he let her calm down, withdrawing his fingers and instructing her to lick them clean, "Clean my fingers for me, my pretty, it is time to get up."
 
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Cynthia

I told him he was right, why did he have to zap my poor nipples again? Oh my god, how it hurt...this time worse than the last by far. He then thrusts his fingers deep inside of me....oh yes, it feels so good.....mmmmmmmmmm.....so deep. I want to move to the rythem of his fingers as they slide in and out....but he may stop if I do. As hard as it is for me to lay still....I do for as long as I can. I'm finding it so hard to stifle my desire to scream...but I must I tell myself. I cum so many times and so hard....oh my...I am really enjoying this.

Then I hear Gerrod say, "Clean my fingers for me, my pretty." I do as he has instructed....and I enjoy the taste of my own juices very much. I have never done this before, I have definately been missing out. After I suck all of my juices from his fingers, he releases my hands and feet from the straps.
 
Gerrod

"Now stand Cynthia, and wash up." Gerrod hands her a fresh towel and gestures to a basin of water. "After you have washed I have clean things for you to wear. A bit drab they are, but clean is a definite bonus, yes?"

Gerrod stood back and watched her, especially anxious to see if she would go for the tool case with the knife in it that he had 'accidentally' left open. She might learn to her regret that each of the tools in there was connected to an electrical current powerful enough to knock out a man three times her size. He supressed a tiny chuckle as he watched, his eyes shining in the darkness.
 
Rob tallen

"Bang!" Half an hour later I wake up. "Darn those thugs, those bars hurt." I say to myself as I rub my aching head. I look across the hall to a cell with 2 women inside. They remind me of Annita. I loved her. We were inseperable. Untill her father found out and called the M.P. on me. And this is where they take me. Hell. I barely turned 18 and here I am stuck all because of the father of the girl I love. I'm 6'1, 130lbs, strong, dirty blond hair ( bleached), hazel eyes. For the first time durring this vacation, I accutally am thinking about wanting to go home.
 
Cynthia

It feels so good to be free from those straps, and to be able to stand again. Gerrod hands me the fresh clothing and tells me to wash up. I very gladly go to do as I am told. He's right, the clothes are very drab, but at least they are clean. I start to wash my face....when I notice an open toolbox. I spot a knife in there. I start to think to myself....if I were to grab that knife...could I do it without Gerrod noticing....and could I use it on him? It doesn't take me long to realize that if I were unsucessful.....my life would be over. I quickly take my eyes off the toolbox, and start washing up. The water is only luke warm....but it feels so refreshing to be somewhat clean again. My mind starts to wander again.....what does Gerrod have in store for me next. Will the Governor be next to question me...or will it be that horrible Helga? My mind snaps back into reality as I hear Gerrod say my name......Cynthia my pretty..........................
 
Master

Well my little group is going well. I see Cynbthia is being well taken care of....Goddess is busy at work,,,,,the stupid one is get more and more thirsty by the minute...and now this new prisoner comes to us...well guess I will go talk to him..."Hi Rob welcome yo your new home, on behalf of the entire staff I want to say that I am sure you will if not enjoy your stay you will find it .....:interesting" and depending on your level of coperation...rather...****...now then...please tell me all about yourself and what you know about the your armed forces and their planss in our humble country."
 
Gerrod

"Cynthia, my dear, make haste please." Gerrod said after she pulled on her clothing, "One does have a schedule to keep, after all. Good girl. Now follow me please. Once again, do not hesitate to keep up. Mandatory consequences are so unpleasant."

He again took her through a veritable maze of corridors. Turning this way and that seemingly at random at a rapid pace. After ten minutes of fast paced walking he turned down a familiar hallway. Her cell lay at the end and a soft whimpering could be heard from inside. Taking Cynthia there they found Sarah in a ball on the ground, clutching herself in pain.

"It would seem that your cellmate displeased the warden Cynthia, it is a shame. He does like to keep order just so and her machinations must have upset him. I can see it distrsses you so I shall give her something for the pain." Gerrod knelt by Sarah and took her head into his lap and retrieved a small case from inside his jacket. Openeing it several packets of pills and powders were revealed. Selecting one bag he fishwed two pills out and placed them in Sarah's mouth, putting his hands over her mouth and nose until she was forced to swallow.

"These will make her sleep for the better part of the next day, and by the time she wakes up the better part of the pain should be past and hat remains will be dulled." Gerrod did not tell Cynthia that the drug also made the recipient receptive to conditioning. There was no reason to make her doubly suspicious.


"There we are. I shall take my leave now Cynthia, I just need you to say how much you appreciated out time together." with this he stood at the cell door, waiting.
 
Cynthia

I finished pulling on my clothes, and started that long journey through the maze. It felt good to be able to walk again after being strapped down for what seemed an eternity. Then came the corridor that led back to my cell. I hear Sarah moaning and wonder to myself what kind of condition she is now in. When I saw her, I wanted to run to her and comfort her, but I then rememered what Gerrod had said earlier about her. Remembering that she had delibertly let me take the punishment for her, because of her jealousy of me. Gerrod must have seen that single expression on my face when we first entered and assumed that I wanted her to feel less pain. He walked over and knelt next to her, and took two pills out and forced her to swallow them, saying that it would relieve her pain and make her sleep. Yes. I wanted her to sleep....I don't need her to cause more problems for me.

Now to answer Gerrods question. "For the most part, I enjoyed our time together Sir." Secretly, I wished that he would have continued to pleasure me, but for now, I felt satisfied.
 
Gerrod

"Good girl Cynthia, I appreciate you being completely honest with me. Of course you did not enjoy every bit of uur time together. I would have been quite worried if you had. I sahll see that hey bring you decent food tonight as a reward. Good evening, my pretty. Sweet dreams." Gerrod nodded his head perfunctorily and left the cell. Closing and locking it behind him he hummed a happy little tune to himself. Shocking that poor little girl had aroused him quite a bit and he was fairly certain he knew a way to take car e of THAT particular problem.

Turning down the hallway he went to her office and sat in a chair to wait for her. Pressing the intercom he sent a page for her to come to her office at her convenience.
 
Master

Well the new guest is quiet so I leave him and check on the girls. I stop off at the office to get Gerrods report and congratulate him on his excellent work and head down to the girls. Cynthia looks worn out and the other is asleep. "Well Cynthia I take it Gerrod has been taking good care of you giving you some pleasure in exchange for information...good...but now for some pain just to make sure you tell me everything....first I want to know the current role of the US in its efforts against our brothers in Iraq...let me know briefley say 50 words or less and I will not cause you much discomfort...ok begin..."
 
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