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Passions
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by Clara High
       Lust!
He saw her going to the Commandante’s Office with a thick file in hand. She was
pretty woman about forty. The SPF Officer’s uniform was very fit to her. Grey
jacket made out of stiff cloth covered with all necessary insignia and
epaulettes was discovering her beautiful body’s nice shape. Short uniform skirt
made out of same material and with same color was showing pretty full legs shod
in elegant black shoes on high heels. Her pretty head with brown hair was
crowned with elegant cap with silver death’s head with bones. Her bright eyes
were looking friendly.
       He observed her in very first day of his deportation in that camp. She
impressed him. Despite of his low position here and constant threat of
punishment he liked very much her friendly attitude to the people. When
listening of her voice, even when she was angry and was punishing and torturing
someone, he always was getting arisen.
       In this morning he was whipping the corridor leading to the Madam
Commandante’s Office. Two soldierins were guarding on both ends of corridor.
Doors to some rooms were on both sides of it. He saw her approaching at a brisk
pace. He continued whipping while she got close to him. Then he stood in
attention pose. She glanced at him with jolly smile at her juicy red lips.
    * Good morning, My Lady Lieutenant!
    * Good morning, dear! How are you today?
    * Thank you, My Lady! Please, permit me to say you something! Please!
    * Yes, dear! Go ahead! – She stopped in front of him.
    * Madam! You are so pretty and I… I… I love you! – He blushed whole in
red. She was looking in his eyes with surprise.
    * Ahm… Wha… What did you say? – She was not able to believe that! He was so
      bold. In the next moment he, obeying his wild desire and lust, embraced
      her and started to kiss her. She was in shock! She started to breath
      heavily and with breaking. He slammed her at the wall and tried to put
      her skirt up, but he didn’t managed too. His hands were trembling by
      passion. She let herself on his will. Struggling with her he pushed her
      in a door which opened with slamming. They fell in the compartment. She
      was with closed eyes completely surrendered to him. He saw that they were
      in the bath room. He pulled her up and supported her on the wall. He
      continued kissing and squeezing her nice body. The stiff material of her
      uniform was resisting to his hands, but he was feeling her soft flesh
      beyond it. Her fire got stronger. His manhood was up already and was
      hard, red and hot. He was naked, so it was not possible to hide his
      burning desire. He tried to put her skirt up again. This time it went up
      quickly discovering her round, well shaped abdomen. He moved forward with
      desire to pierce her divine with his hard strong stem, but suddenly… Ohh!
      What disappointment. She was wearing panties. There were black lace
      panties. He started to fight to get them down. He was impatient. So was
      he. She pulled down too and the panties torn fell on the floor. She
      opened her legs, supporting herself on his shoulders. Her cap fell down
      and the documents from the file spread on the ground. She was feeling his
      lips on her neck, on her lips, on her ears and his tongue deep in her
      throat. Suddenly she felt something huge, hard and hot to penetrate in
      her temple. She got impaled on his huge pillar. Sharp hot pain came from
      her divine and overtook whole her being. In same time she was feeling a
      wonderful pleasure. She was waiting for more… Despite the pain, she was
      feeling like and birth flying in the seven sky.
His rod got deep in her in a powerful strike. He felt something strange.
Strange resistance was increasing his pleasure. He was feeling her pleasant hot
moisture and his head started to turn! Loving pushes got stronger and stronger
and after few seconds the movement got easier and smoother. He slowly realized
that he had in fact deflowered her. He couldn’t believe that she was still
virgin in her age. He was really nicely surprised by that fact. His hands, lips
and man’s thing continued to work for his and her pleasure with doubled force!
She felt the vanishing of her maidenhood. Such sweet pain!
    * Mooo… More… Ohhhh! – She was moaning. She was in his hands! She was
      taking whole possible pleasure he could give her!
He was caressing her, kissing whole open parts of her gentle soft skin. He was
feeling her gloved hands over his back, abdomen, and hair. His loving pushes
were getting stronger and stronger. Her uniform was rubbing at his chest
arising him more and more! He tried to unbutton her jacket and felt that she
wasn’t giving him easy access. Her resistance made fire in him to burst out
with tremendous power. His strikes were making her to jump over his rod and to
feel herself helpless in his power. Suddenly world vanished for her. She
embraced him and squeezed his body in her strong convulsions and spasms. Her
body was bending again and again. He was hearing her prolonged moaning and
groaning in his ears. He was feeling her hot breath on his neck… And he
collapsed into nothing.
    * I love you, My Lady! I love you, my only one! – He was speaking in his
      delirium. Both of them were almost fainted. The waves of the pleasures
      were washing their souls again and again. Their lips were sucking one
      another…
His gun discharged its powerful ammunition deep in her just conquered Amazon’s
temple. She saw the lights of eternity to get open in front of her and the
universe got part of her being. Both of them lost balance and ruined on the
faience floor…
***
       
The decision!
She was walking down the street and was thinking about her serious problems.
She decided! She didn’t need him as a husband! Not anymore! He was nice, young,
strong, yes, but she had started to get bored by him! He was excellent worker.
Educated engineer, he was able to make everything, and he was very useful! In
same time exactly his abilities were threatening her, because she was getting
more and more dependable by him at her home! He was feeling this and was
starting to show a possessive attitude to her! She couldn’t accept that! The
end must be put to all of it!!! She approached elite bar.
       In resent time he started to ask questions. “Where were you?” “Why you
are so late?” “Why you don’t want to come with me there and there?” He also
started to demand to be together with her longer and longer. “Let’s go to the
mountain!” “Let’s visit my father!” “For how long we hadn’t been somewhere
alone?” “Why you are going to celebrate with your friends and neglect me,
leaving me alone?’
Ohh! He was eating her time and it was awful! She needed to be free! Her soul
was bold! She was independent young woman which wished to live! She was getting
almost three times bigger salary than his, so he couldn’t be more arrogant,
than trying to possess her and to control her! No! He must be put on his due
place! She opened the door and entered. The bar girl smiled at her and they
saluted each other. She went to the window and sat at a remote table. Here she
had to wait for someone. It was six o’clock p.m. He had to come in few minutes.
       She had to call her close friend, which was a doctor. She pressed few
buttons on her cell phone and started to wait. “Yes! Doctor Dita Reich’s clinic
is here!” She heard the familiar voice of the duty nurse.
    * Good afternoon! My name is Rita Shwindlisch! May I speak with Doctor
      Reich, please! – She was losing her patience. He could come at any
      minute. She hasn’t much time. “A moment please!”The voice said and she
      heard the dial tone. In few seconds the conversation was related. “Yes!
      Hallo! Doctor Reich is listening!”
    * Good afternoon, Miss Reich! I am Rita Shwindlisch. May we talk?
“Yes, go ahead! Did you decide? Shall we work?’
    * Yes! Now I am out of home and I will be late, so you can proceed! I have
      already transferred the necessary amount to your clinic’s account.
“Ah, really! Thank you! So it is done! Fine! As we have discussed we will be in
your house at seven together with our main jurist and will finish all at about
eight. OK?”
    * Yes, Miss Reich, that will be fine!
“Shall we tie up him for safety and security reasons?”
    * Yes, thank you! You have shown me good procedures of post process
      presentation of the tooled objects. I like them much, so you can surprise
      me! Do as you feel better! Ha ha! – She giggled. Suddenly she noticed him
      looking for her near the bar’s door.
– Oh! Excuse Me! I have to hang up! Excuse me, please! See you! Bye!
“Yes, I see! No problems! I will call you up on our departure from your home!
Bye!”
She rapidly closed and hid the phone in her elegant hand bag and waved her hand
to him. He saw her and rushed to kiss her hand. It was old-fashioned custom,
which was revived by the new female government as compulsory sign of respect
from the side of a man to a woman. Actually many men accepted it as normal sign
of upbringing and possibility to touch female flesh. It was a little pervert
and egoistic from their side. The woman could of course to reject this act and
such way to show to the man and to the other near standing people that his is
presence not welcome or that he is to blame for some bad think. But no wasn’t
such case. She gave him her gloved hand and was looking with wide open eyes and
with pleasure how he bent himself, his hand took her one and his lips tender
kissed her glove. He was her! At least until she gets bored by him!
       Having treated her, he paid the bill and helped her to get her room. For
him it was difficult to wait and to be patient. She was feeling that very
clear! Hoouuhh! She kissed him and pressed her body to his. She felt through
his official costume the big hill to rise up below his firm abdomen. She
quickly kissed him and ran to the bath giggling loudly. He sighed deeply and
sat on a sofa…

       …He was feeling enormous fire to burn him from inside. She was in his
hands. His strong strikes were piercing her body and she was feeling his rod to
penetrate in her sacred intimacy and reaching, as she was thought, almost to
her throat. He was strong. Very strong! She was experienced professional girl,
but it was in very few cases, when she was meeting such endowed men. She was
feeling how his manhood was wounded her from inside. Pain, mixed with pleasure
was warming her and she was kissing, embracing and licking him, whole full with
passion. She had hung around him and was looking like she tries to suck his
soul out with her deep suffocating kisses! The severe storm among them
continued for long. The waves of the desire were getting them buried deeper and
deeper in the ocean of the primitive lust! The most severe daemons of the dark
universe were tearing her being torturing her with inextinguishable thirst of
the unappeasable desire. Suddenly she felt his volcano to erupt and his hot
irresistible lava to flood down over her thirst burned fields… But that wasn’t
enough to give her calmness. She started to struggle with him, with herself,
with the feeling of inconvenience and dissatisfaction. She was pushing him,
pulling painfully his hair, kicking him. Suddenly the ring of her phone came
from her back. She severely pushed the man and pointed with her finger to
there. He found and brought it to her. She opened it. “It is done!” She heard.
    * Hoouhh! Thank you! – She closed the phone and let it slip down on the
      floor. She took the man’s head and pressed it down without any word.
      Eventually he got on his knees and his mouth and tongue found the
      lavishly moisturized narrow entrance of her sacred grot. Penetrating in
      there, he worshipped her small idol disposed above the entrance. Strong
      broken moaning came from her throat. She crossed and squeezed her legs
      causing him severe pressing and pain in head. He got deeper with his
      tongue…

       …The taxi left her in front of her house it was about two in the
morning. She covered herself with her fur coat and clacked with her high boots
to the entrance. Already in she heard desperate moaning. She switched on the
light and that what she saw made her to sit on a near armchair. Yes! It was
real! She had taken the decision and it was carried out in appropriate way. He
was fixed up on an Andrew’s cross and his mouth was gagged with huge black
rubber ball. Amusing! His groins were thickly bandaged with lint and swaths. He
was looking like an ant. Small paths and stains of blood had managed to appear
on the white bandage’s surface.  “Hi hi!” She laughed in herself and approached
to the cross looking arrogantly at him. She looked at his face, whole
moisturized by the lavish tears’ flooding and smiled at him. He looked at her
with desperation.
    * How are you dear? Are you OK? Ha ha! – She asked ironically and licked
      the salt spot of the tears. She heard his protesting desperate moaning in
      answer. Suddenly she got closer, and pressed strongly, severely, cruelly
      and mercilessly her small hand to his wounded groins. Muted heart
      breaking scream and cry sounded the hall. She released slightly her
      clutch. He continued to cry silently.
    * Remember! From now on you are not even a man! You are only an animal!
That’s the price you have to pay for trying to be my master! I want you to know
something! At the time when you have been tooled, I had very nice, perfect,
excellent, cosmic sex! Are you still jealous? Hahh! I see you are ruined! I
don’t care! You have not right to be jealous! You have no rights of nothing!
Whole your life is in my hands! What I say that will be! When I release you
from the cross, and I will do that when I decide that it is time for that, you
will be only a tool for work! Nothing more! Grow accustomed to this!!! In next
few weeks, if you manage to survive, you will learn many things useful for your
remaining life! A life of a tool! – She spat over his face, kicked his groins,
causing his fainting –fit, and passed in the next room leaving him to hang
lifelessly on the cross.

***
Mother’s Love!
She lifted her hand up and struk him. He didn’t obey her words! How did he
dare!!! Her son, who she loved so! Why he wasn’t listening to her?!!! Why? She
was his mother! She knew better what was good for him and what wasn’t!!! He was
as stubborn as his father. His father was idiot! So was his son! She hated them
both!
She was in process of divorcing and was important his child not to be under the
harmful influence of his father! She had told to the boy very clear not to try
to meet his father. But no! He had to go to him! When she learned that fact,
she got furious!
    * They had done a magic to you! You are not listening to me! I told you not
      to go there! Son of father! Ha!!! – And she slapped as strong as she
      could boy’s face. The boy waved to his side and flew over his bed. He
      stood up immediately and tried to escape, but his mother managed to catch
      him. With strong swing she directed him to the bed’s table and he hit it
      with firm strong impact. He was dizzy due to the hit, but tried again to
      stand up. She saw that he have split his upper lip and dark red path of
      blood was coming down and dropping over his shirt!  A! Her anger got
      stronger! Now she had to wash his cloth again! Stupid small bastard! She
      took him on his shirt lapels and pulled him up. She slapped him with
      cruel blow and let him fell on the bed whole in tears and with blushing
      red face.
    * Take this rag down! Go to the bath and wash it! I will check your work in
      ten minutes! Move! – She slapped him mercilessly again. He rushed to the
      bathroom taking down his shirt on the way as he was told to do. Less than
      a minute later he was pressing, rubbing and squeezing the cloth under the
      icy cold squirt of the tap. A little later his mama entered the bath room
      and looked over his shoulder.
    * More indevorous! More indevorous! You lazy pig! Just look at yourself!
      You are a sight! Idiot! – And she gave him a cruel nails pinch in the
      waist. He jumped and screamed, but continued his work, not daring to stop
      or protest, because it would cause stronger anger of his beloved mother.

    * Came to eat! – She told him entering his narrow, similar to cell, room.
    * Mama! I am not hungry!  - He responded. She started to breath frequently.
    * Don’t you hear what I am telling you? Come to eat! Now! – She put her
      hands on her hips. – Idiot! Pay a little respect to My heavy work to look
      after you!
Ungrateful garbage!
       He rushed to follow her request as soon as possible, but nevertheless
she slapped his face when he passed near her.        
       They sat at the table and started to eat silently. The meal consisted of
green salad and kidney beans soup. The bread was in a small basket beside. They
were jawing and swallowing mechanically. She looked at him.
    * Stop to eat so much soup! Eat more bread! You are eating like a pig!
    * Yes, Mama! – He tried to comply with her will, but in vain. A few seconds
      later her heavy hand fell over his cheek.
    * I told you to eat more bread! Idiot! Bread! Soup! Bread! Soup! Do it!
    * Yes, Mama! – He answered with cry!
A little shorter their dishes were empty. Only the remaining spots of sauce
were.
He tried to stand from the table and to go.
    * Sit down and clean your dish with bread!
    * Yes, Mama! – He started to rub the dish with the bites and to eat them.
      She was watching his vain efforts to satisfy her endless requirements.
      Evil joy was sparking in her eyes. When he thought that the job is done
      and dared to show the cleaned dish to his tormentress, she slapped him
      with the back of his hand!
    * Lick it, pig! Lick clean the dish! – She shouted to him and in the moment
      when he drew the dish to his lips she hit it with pen hand pressing it to
      his face. He moaned as a lamb…

       …She got back home late afternoon. She was happy. She got advantageous
profitable from her husband. Former humble agronomist, she now had become a
rich lady with potential to obtain nice position in the society. Her former
husband was found by the Lady Judge guilty in ruining of their family and
giving bad example and bad upbringing of their son. Her lawyer was a young
aggressive woman which didn’t give any chance to her male colleague presenting
the husband’s side to say even a word. Eventually the court sentenced him to
pay huge alimony to her. All family properties were given to her. The child
too! The man was allowed to visit his son once per month and compulsory in
presence of his ex-wife if she would decide that is good for the boy. Having
declared his inability to pay the determined alimony to his ex-wife, the man
provoked next huge storm over his head. The court sentenced him to work camp
imprisonment in order his prisoner’s salary to cover at least part of his ex-
wife maintenance. The shortage of money was counted as debt at interest and he
had to work in the camp until pay all money! In fact it was a life term
sentence! Now she was calm! No more chances existed to the father and the son
to meet each other ever!
       The trying the case was over about two o’clock p.m. and her ex-husband
was taken to the camp immediately, but she didn’t get back home. She spent the
day with her new lover having good stormy sex with him! Jolly, happy and
relieved from the pressure of the divorcing process, she was feeling herself on
the seventh sky! The world was wonderful!
       Suddenly a spasm of anxiety tightened her abdomen. She remembered her
son. Probably he had already came back home after school. He was so stubborn
young male! In his eighteen he grew up a real hooligan! She rushed to get back
home as soon as possible.
       
       She entered in their apartment impatient to tell him the news for
divorce and that he will never see his father again. He didn’t meet her at the
door. What was that? Hasn’t he still come back? She went directly to his room
and opened the door of it without knocking at all. Hahh! What did she see
there!!! Disgusting!!!
Her son was laying semi naked in his bed and was masturbating and was obviously
feeling greatest pleasure. He got startled and tried to cover his shame with
the blanket. He wanted to hide himself, but his mother didn’t give him any
chance for that. She started severely to slap his body with her gloved hand.
The strikes were cruel and merciless. Eventually he started to cry loudly with
full his voice. It was amusing! This almost man was crying as a small child. He
was in her hands in all respects! Ohhh! She felt that warm feeling in her
divine again! After giving him strong last slapping in his face she turned back
and went to her room. The noise of his crying voice was exciting her more and
more!

       Her fingers sunk in her hot deep forbidden terra incognita…
    * Hoooouughhh! – Her moaning torn the silence of the twilight. The huge
      dildo was lying on her toilet table ready to be used.
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