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The tears of Love
By
Clara High
Part One
The heavy steel doors slid with deaf strong impact over their stop breaks. The massive steel locks fell in their places. They were locked. Sudden push due to which many man lost their balance and fell over their comrades showed that train moved forward. The train car was totally enclosed. There were no windows, no holes and openings leading directly to the outside environment. The men were seeing in the twilight that even the climatic installations had been removed and welded over. Anyway, the air only was coming from somewhere, so they could breathe, at least. The cars were old, the movement was noisy and with heavy jolting.
He was feeling himself exhausted. The women from the Gender police arrested him one week ago, after his failure to pass successfully his third control inspection. During this week he passed many terrible ordeals. The policewomen on duty were changing themselves on regular two hours changes and were always fresh and ready for work, full with strength and ambition to prove their abilities in torturing the males. In the first five days he has slept only few hours.
He felt himself as a torn rag. He was keeping his balance with difficulty. His head was buzzing. Two days ago SPF (Special Punishment Forces) officerins came to the police station and took him and many more men in their custody. They have been branded one by one before being taken out from the cells. He managed to sleep more or less well while staying in the stage camp. No food was given to the inmates there. It was possible for them to drink water only from the dirty puddles in the wide muddy yard or from the small creek passing through. That creek was caught for domestic uses of the Female staff of the camp. Its water was coming out from the wide rusty steel pipe and was leaking down across the yard. The water was leaking turbid, oily and with plenty garbage in it. He has even seen excrements, blood and used dirty sanitary pads to flow there. That water was the only available for the men to drink. Crazy about just swallow of water they were drinking that nasty, obviously polluted and contaminated liquid. He had drunk it too. From time to time he was feeling strong spasms in his stomach. It was due to severe hunger or due to the drunken bad water. It was not matter for him now. The bodies of the men were supporting each other and the prisoners were sleeping in upright position. He lost his consciousness. The world was dark for him anyway.
He recovered after awhile and felt some strange smell. Someone has released his dirt and now whole car was stinking. Someone in the darkness hit him in the back.
Hey, man, what have you done! Ohh, God! It is awful! – Then he felt thathis buttocks and groin were wet. O! How terrible! That was him! He was ruined even more due to humiliation and shame. The people around him were muttering protesting against his act, but they had no power to react any further. In short time in one or other part of the car other men were failing to keep themselves or were vomiting and very soon the car’s atmosphere got full with effluvium.
Oh, man, it is too bad? who knows how long still we will be underway?Ooohh! Hey! What is your name, man?Prisoner 3-4-2-12-325-7d-102cf1hi! – He reported immediately. The efforts applied by the women, SPF officerins, were giving their horrifying effect.O, poor man! What they have done with you! No! I ask about your real name!Prisoner 3-4-2-12-325-7d-102cf1hi! Please don’t hurt me! Please! – He moaned in semi consciousness. Oooohh! – the man in the darkness sobbed and got silent. Bo? - he listened himself to try to speak reasonably – Boris?Boris! Your name is Boris! Good, man! I am Stefan! We must keep each other if we want to survive! Be strong, man! Be strong!Miss Ober Lieutenant! We have violation in the car number seven! Prisoners are pronouncing their names! – A young girl soldierin, duty on the monitors, reported to the Comandress of the train.Nice! 220 Volts for five seconds! Switch it now! – The lady officerin ordered. In next five seconds screams, crying and shouting of pain were sounding out from the car. Then – silence. The operator switched off the current.The voyage continued.
Sudden power electric shock hit him from the floor. He lost consciousness again? The pain stopped, nothing was important anymore?
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The female soldierins of SPF’s companies were lined on both sides of the railway. Soldierins, dog keepers, were holding their excited dogs on short rein.
She was nervous. She had graduated in Dorme’s High Military Academy just a month ago and after a short two weeks’ vacation took her first Officerin’s position in SPF. She was appointed as guard platoon commandress with rank of Unter Lieutenant. Today it was going to be her first participation in new prisoners’ reception. She was feeling the severe view of her superior commandress and wanted to make good impression from the just beginning of her real service. Her superior officerin accepted her very gently and was in all aspects trying to help her, so she didn’t want to disappoint her. The platoon was totally assembled of young women with small or nothing experience in deal with male prisoners or men in combat. Today the superior Officerin Lady decided they to be in the middle of the action.
Attention! - A young girl in uniform commanded. All saw that a woman with colonel’s insignia was approaching to them.Platoon! Attention! – The Commandress repeated the command and saluted with picking up right hand to her helmet the approaching woman officerin. The colonel reached the middle of the line, turned to the formation, freezed in attention position and saluted with hand to her cap too. The unter lieutenant marched with hard steps towards her. On two steps from the colonel the unter lieutenant stopped.Miss Coonel, the platoon is ready for reception of the new batches of prisoners! Commandress of platoon – unter lieutenant Labianina! – She stepped and stood on the left side of the colonel.Heil, ladies warriors! – Colonel saluted the order.Heil! Heil! Heil! – The enthusiastic respond resounded. The colonel and the platoon commandress put down their hands.Girls! – Miss Colonel said. – Today will be your first participation in reception. Please, do not be shocked by their miserable appearance! You know very well that they are nothing more than nasty animals! So treat them accordingly! Despite you haven’t much experience I trust in your abilities and rely to you much! Ladies! I wish you good luck! Anna!Unter lieutenant Anna Labianina marched to the end of the order, turned, picked up her right hand and commanded:
Platoon! Attenton! – The women froze strained. At ease! – Colonel saluted and turned to go. At ease! – Anna commanded. After few steps colonel turned to her and called her. ?What does the Commandante want?? Anna anxiously asked herself and rushed towards her Superior Lady Officerin. Dear! I would like your platoon to rush the men toward the inner yard as fast as it is possible! Have you already been instructed by your company Commandress, I believe. Haven’t you?Yes, Miss Colonel!Good! I think you realize that no limitations are put on your way except these described in the instructions! It means that you have full rights to act in order to complete your tasks! I am telling you that having in mind the inexperience of all of yours girls and you as their commandress in particular. I would like you not to worry, but to act as you are trained and educated. OK?Yes, Miss Colonel! Thank you for your attention and care! We will make our best! I promise! – The girl was about to fly. She felt her heart was going to escape from her young chest! Colonel went to her staff and Anna returned to the platoon. She was excited and was waiting the beginning with impatience. Her girls were waiting thrilled with joy.Colonel Sofia Jaya Romomela returned to the duty Commandresses’ office. Young woman with captain’s rank met her.
My Lady Commandante! The train is crossing the second defense paling’s doors. The squad of outer yard’s doors is ready. Perfect! Tell them to open main gates! Let the train came! Our girls on the railway platform are ready too! Let’s proceed! All of us know what to do!Yes, My Lady Commandante! – The Captain rushed to put the order into action.Suddenly strong buzzer sounded the air. Anna trembled. The huge gates started to open. A few minutes later it was opened and the train composition slowly entered the yard. Anna and her women saw long sequence of dirty white cars. These were former fridge cars decommissioned long ago and now used again after conversion. Only the first and the last cars were different. First one was train commander’s staff car and the last was soldierins’ accommodation car. Both were armed and armored. The weapons mounted on their sides were allowing the soldierins to defend the composition against outer attacks and to prevent any attempts for escape. The two powerful locomotives, which had pulled the composition for a few hundred kilometers, was mow slowing their speed.
- Platoon! Weapons on hands! – Anna commanded. All women took their submachine guns on hands and pointed them to the cars. – Remove the fenders!
Many clicks were heard. The other platoons did the same. Everything was ready. About ten minutes later the whole composition finally came in. The soldierins heard the brakes creak and the train stopped. The heavy doors of the main gate closed with deaf impact.
Deep silence fell over the station. The only sound was the decreasing noise from the engines.
Madam Commandante went out on the staff building’s balcony. A silver whistle on the silver chain was hanging down over her well formed bosom. She put it in her mouth and whistled. The sound was keen. Her eyes were sparking. She was ready for spectacle, which was going to take place.
On the signal the women started to open the doors of the cars. They were opening the next car only after the previous had got empty. Good order of processing was ensured such way. The groups were pushed to move through narrow passage where the men were surrounded by women soldierins free from duty. Most of them were young women – strong and arrogant.
Previous car was empted fast. Five minutes were enough the flock to be herded to the branding ground with shouting and impacts. Some men tried to resist. Immediately a few women surrounded them and put them to severe merciless trashing. One man was strong and managed to hurt one of his tormentresses. She fell on the ground with squeal. One of the other women took out her pistol and shot the man in the head. The men looked shocked. Their impulse for resistance was extinguished. Anna was upset. How should she do? How should her senior Officerins assess her? She saw that the last men passed the passage’s entrance. The whole previous group was already in the inner yard, where ladies selectorins were working with them. Prisoners branders were branding the new arrived ones with their numbers. Sharp screams were coming frrom time to time from there. Anna looked to the passage and she decided to start. Her throat was dry due to strong emotion. She coughed trying to clear it.
- Open the gate! – She commanded. Two petty officerins rushed to the huge locks. They opened the control boxes and turned the hydraulic levers. The heavy gate moved with gride. The women surrounded the gate with pointed submachine guns. Having seen what happened with previous group they were ready. After one minute the gate was open. Few dead bodies fell out from the car. Exhausted dirty looking miserably men were staying silently. Some of them were with closed eyes, the other were looking with wide opened eyes full with fear. No one dared to move. One of the unter officerins ladies waved to them with hand ordering them to start to jump down. She was very close to the gate and was feeling the heavy stinking coming from inside. She was keeping her nose closed and couldn’t shout to them. Anna saw it and got angry. How was it possible!!! These inferiors wasn’t making what they were ordered! Suddenly she noticed Madam Commandante looking at them.
- Push them! Idiots! Get down! Schneller!!! – Anna hit one man with her stick. The man fell in front of her boots. She started to kick him. He managed to get up and run towards the passage – the only possible way for him. Behind Anna her girls continued to push the other men from the car. After initial hesitation men was jumping faster and faster. The sheeps of the flock were running to their destiny. The women was ammusing with whipping, kicking, spitting over the men. The women were shouting to the men, throuing to them insulting words. One young woman climbed over the ark of the gate and knelt over the construction. She pulled up her skirt and discovered her ass against the men. She started to piss over the men passing below. She was waving her hand high up and was squealing jolly. Another girl was climbing up in order to replace her colleague after she got empty of her cargo.
Huuuh! – Madam Commandante said to herself – such a rough creatures!The men were jumping down from the high platform of the car. The bodies of the dead ones, released from the other men’s support, were failing on the floor or directly on the ground outside. Boris was feeling drunk due to the bad air, heavy stink, thirst and hunger and sleepless in which he had past the last week. His mind was degraded; his clothes were soaked with excrements and urine. Only water he had managed to drink was the water coming from the car’s ceiling during the frequent raining days. He felt himself very weak without support of the neighbors’ bodies. He hadn’t eaten anything during these two weeks since the moment of his arrest. He saw the end of the high car’s platform and the SPF women soldierins shouting to him and making him signs to jump faster. In front of himself he saw the mess of prisoners rushing to here and there and women beating them mercilessly and pushing them to a narrow passage limited with high barbed wire bars. He looked down and jumped. He fell on the ground and lost his balance and first nearest woman immediately hit severely his head with her heavy rubber covered steel rod. He saw dark circles and almost got unconscious, but by miracle saved his control and managed to move. Hits were raining down over him and he was trying to avoid them as far as it was possible. Spits, small stones were flying to him. Many ladies’ boots hit his body during his run. He saw with the end of the eye a body over the gate’s arch and felt the warm shower over his body. He wasn’t feeling any disgust from that, not anymore after these two weeks in imprisonment. He was just running.
Anna saw that the last males came into the selection yard and ordered her girls to form cordon for supporting the other platoons’ work. She looked at Miss Colonel’s staff building. Madam Commandante was staying on the balcony and was smoking calm. ?Huuuh! I hope it is everything normal and she is contented. I want to impress her, so much! I want to be promoted in lieutenant rank as soon as possible! ? She waved her hand and whipped the last man of her group who flew away in the passage.
Colonel Romomela got down in the selection ground and approached the posts accompanied by two heavily armed soldierins.
After the gates prisoners were let to come in wide intermediate platz where they were ordered to get naked. The clothes of all men were collected to a huge heap in the middle of that platz. Having got naked the men were ordered to proceed to separate posts equipped with tables and small branding machines. There were uniformed women with submachine guns all where around. There were women in white topcoats over their SPF uniforms – the doctors. They were staying near immediately before the post itself and were carrying out initial medical examination of the new comers. They were pushing the men to the branding post or to a column of men staying separately. SPF soldierins were guarding them.
Colonel was moving along the column of incomers. They were looking so nasty – naked and dirty, so miserably to her? Why they were alive at all? She was looking at them with indifference – flesh, material for extermination, working animals? Toys for pleasure? She actually loved her job and was complying with her duties with a lot of pleasure. She was smiling to the prisoners playing friend with them.
Suddenly she saw something different? The human animal had a reasonable look. In his eyes she saw still burning the sparks of the common sense. Still unbroken?!!! Interesting! She was attracted. The man inclined his look from her to the ground and continued to walk. She looked at his body. Despite of its weakness the body was keeping the signs of former athletic shape. She approached to him.
You! Stop! Freeze! - She ordered. He obeyed. She came closer to him and felt his disgusting smell. ?Nothing to do! Anyway, they pass the washing and disinfection procedure!? She took out from her officerin’s vanity – bag a small device similar to a small gun and press it to man’s right shoulder. He stood still as frozen. She pressed a button on the device. A smell started to be felt. He screamed pitifully and jumped beside. She smiled at him, turned and continued her walking. Her guardess soldierins followed her. The man had been marked with Her personal brand mark. Now he could be easily found on her request and brought to her despite if other Woman Officerin or Soldierin would take him. His life wasn’t under direct threat, at least for some time. Colonel was walking contented, calm, with wide, slow steps. She was a woman... She needed someone... She was strong, she was Mistress of the life of all these inferiors but despite all this she was feeling alone... Now she was calm... She was breathing the clean air with great satisfaction. She was bored by all around herself. She wished only the night to come. She passed back yard with the execution ground where ten bodies of just hung men were still trembling on the ropes and entered the administration building. It was time for lunch.With severe pain in his branded hand he was staying in the column and getting closer and closer to the branding post. His stomach had colapsed long ago in one point and now only the pain had remained. His mouth was stamped due to severe thirst. Allwhere around was only dry environment. He was marching foreward as a lunatic. Step by step foreward to the hot iron.
Suddenly he saw himself in front of the table. He saw when the operator slave adjusted the next number on the branding device. He saw one Officerin Lady approaching the table.
Stop! Let’s see what we have here? – Lieutenant took his hand and pulled it to her. – Girls! He is marked. You! Idiot! What number is on your marker? – She asked the brander prisoner. He stood up immediately and shouted:11453, Miss Lieutenant!Good! Remember that number and return to it for the next newcomer. Adjust now the marker on 11460 and mark that one! Look not to brand another one with the same mark! You know that it could cost your head! Sit and proceed! Yes, Miss Lieutenant! – the man sat and started to adjust his instrument. Meanwhile another Lady officerin with unter lieutenant insignia was writting something in a huge book. In few second the device was ready and the man took Boris’s hand. First he put it up to the view of the young lady officerin. She looked at his number from the stage camp. 3-4-2-12-325-7d-102cf1hi – she read. Listening his number Boris trembled and pulled flingly his hand comming in the attention body position.Prisoner 3-4-2-12-325-7d-102cf1hi is reporting on your order, Miss Lieutenant! - he said as loud and clear as he could. The ladies officerins looked at him with surprise. The brander glanced at him withe surprise and fear. Hilde! We obviously have a very disciplined exempliar here!A? What do you think? – the first woman asked the one with the book. Perhabs, Miss Lieutenant. May be not all of them are so stubbornes as it looks! Hmm, hmm... Come on! Let’s see your number! – He picked up his hand. Hilde wrote in the book. She nodded. The brander pressed the side of the marker to the number and Boris fainted. Long and wide burned stripe appeared over the old number.Idiot! He deprived me of getting full pleasure from watching him to suffer. Finish with him faster! – The brander turned the marker and near the erased number became visible the new one. Lieutenant waved her hand and two naked prisoners came. She showed the fainted to them and pointed to the doors of the next yard. The men took and dragged him.She was new officerin here. As far as she had graduated her higher
education, it was possible to her to pass her obligatory two years military service as a junior officerin. She was twenty three. She passed three months initiating course and was promoted in unter officerin’s rank. She was appointed as platoon commandress in the guard companies of that concentration camp.
In that morning she was on duty. Her company was on its turn to guard the camp’s order together with a few other companies. She was inspecting the posts of her soldierins. On her way she passed near the branding ground where the reception of new batches of prisoners was in progress. She saw a man looking strong but very exhausted. His body shape impressed her. He was obviously elder, but despite all he attracted her attention. She stopped and started to contemplate him. She saw his branding. He fainted and she was shocked. She wanted to find him and she would find him. Tonight! She saw that two men dragged him to the common yard, so he wouldn’t be killed despite he had fainted. Interesting why? She moved to the common yard too, trying to stay calm and not to show her interest in front of the other women. She didn’t want to become object of gossips and evil jokes. Despite all the women here were using the men for their pleasures each of them was in all the times ready to make scandal with her colleagues for such things. She entered the yard and approached the area covered with bodies of fainted men. She discovered the object of her interest and went to him. She knelt near him and started to scrutinize his body. She saw the marks. The old one – branded over and erased, the new one – still not healed and one more? What was that? It looked familiar to her. She glanced from the shorter distance. Small stylized two heads eagle with mirror of Venus on its chest. Big letters MC were clearly visible below the
eagle. ?Madam Commandante?. So, he was marked with her commandress’s brand. That’s why his life was spared! Cold shower of disappointment fell over her. She stood up. Strong pain was in her heart. She tried to convince herself of the further possibility to have this man. She restored her hope. She transcribed his number in her notebook and went away. She continued the tour around her company’s posts. She tried to work hard not to think about her new passion, but in vain. Her day was broken. One man lost hold of a case with potatoes and it got broken on the ground. The potatoes spilled around. She took her stick and beat him severely. The trashing was terrible. When she finished with him his nose was broken and was staying bend to one side in very fun manner. His mouth was broken too. Blood was leaking out of it and few bloody, just damaged teeth were visible in the dust on the ground. The man was crying and trying to collect the potatoes, but she continued her cruel dance around him. Finally he fell down and lost consciousness. Whole his body was black and blue. Her mood didn’t improve at all. Ohh! How did she want to have that man! Ohh!
On her sign two prisoners dragged silently him away. Another two also silently collected the potatoes and went to the kitchen.
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