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Friday 24th February 1995
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                Prisoners of War


Gwendolyne slept beautifully in her home. She was a sixteen-year-old girl, and
was the eldest daughter of her family. She had two little sisters, aged eleven
and twelve. The family was quite rich and always happy. Since the girls had no
brothers, they could have intimate moments of love all by themselves.
  Gwendolyne had an exciting erotic dream of being in school, and being
stripped and humiliated by her teacher in public. Just as the teacher was about
to close his teeth on her erect nipple, his image vanished from her mind as a
loud command to wake up soared through the air.

Slowly Gwendolyne awoke and saw her mother and two sisters standing in her
room, beside two sturdy soldiers. Her mother told her that at first she'd tried
to awaken her softly - "We even rubbed your breasts", added her sisters - but
as that didn't work, the soldiers had to take charge with their more direct
methods of girl control.
  "What's up with having to wake me so hard? And why are the soldiers here?"
asked Gwendolyne. Since no sound was uttered by her mother and sisters, one of
the soldiers saw it fit to reply to her query.
  "In case you hadn't noticed", he said, "there was a war here for the past few
months. Our nation fought yours." "And so?" she asked. The other soldier
continued. "We won, actually. And as is the international law of war, we have
the right to a few prisoners of war."
  "And furthermore the law states that no boys are allowed to be prisoners of
war, only girls."

It didn't take long for Gwendolyne to become aware that the soldiers had come
to claim her as a prisoner of war. "I'll surrender gladly to your nation", she
said, as she had been taught at school that girls must be at all times docile
and obedient. Furthermore, she loved to travel.
  "Are my sisters going to be prisoners too?" she asked. "No", replied one of
the soldiers, "we have a rule to only accept girls of fifteen years and over as
our prisoners. The little girls can stay home and play with each other." So
Gwendolyne kissed her younger sisters farewell passionately and rubbed their
small, tender breasts.
  "I suppose you want me to chain and gag myself?" she asked. The soldiers made
an affirmative response. So she took two pairs of chains and a gag from her
dressing drawer and sat on her bed. First, she locked the leg-chains around her
pretty little ankles, and then put the gag on.
  It soon become apparent that Gwendolyne was only making a mess of getting her
hand-chains on properly all by herself, so she mumbled for some assistance. Her
twelve-year-old sister sat behind her and locked the chains around her pretty
wrists.

Gwendolyne was escorted outside into a van where she met a couple of other
pretty teenage girls, all chained and gagged. The van door was locked and it
began to move outwards of the city.
  The van drove all the way to the neighbouring country, where it stopped at a
prisoner camp. The door was opened and the girls were escorted to the camp
yard, where they met the leader of the camp. He began to speak.
  "Greetings, girls!" he said. "As you know by now, you have been taken as
prisoners of war by our soldiers. You will spend the rest of your life in this
prisoner camp - unless, of course, somebody comes along and buys you as his
slave-girls."
  "First, I would like you to undress yourselves naked. If you have trouble
undressing, our guards will temporarily unlock your chains. I advise you not to
try to escape, since the camp is so heavily guarded you'd only advance a few
metres and embarass yourselves in public."
  The girls took their clothes off as fast as they could. Some of them found it
little hard to open their bras with their hands chained behind their backs, so
the guards kindly unlocked their hand-chains.

The leader resumed speaking. "Your clothes will now be collected and sent to
our stores, where they will be sold to the girls in our nation. You can only
keep your high-heeled shoes and elbow-length gloves, if you have some." Most,
but not all, girls had the garments. Gwendolyne was one of the girls dressed in
this proper clothing for girls.
  "Now for the second part", the leader said. "You will each be given a
colourful rubber swimsuit. This will be your only garment excluding your
possible shoes and gloves. When you have got your swimsuits, you have one
minute of time to decide whether you want to keep them or trade with other
girls. But in the end I want every girl to have just one swimsuit on."
  A group of soldiers dealt rubber swimsuits among the girls. There were red,
yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple swimsuits. Gwendolyne got a red one, but
she exchanged it with her neighbour for a green one. The girls put the
swimsuits on and were chained and gagged again.

"Now for the final part", said the leader. "You will now be escorted into your
place of residence, the shower house." The girls turned to face the magnificent
building, with thick concrete walls and a sturdy iron door, and one-way
windows, which allowed people outside to see in, but not vice versa.
  The soldiers escorted the girls into the building, staying themselves
outside. When all girls were inside, the door was shut and locked. The girls
stood on the floor wondering what to do next. Abruptly, the showers turned on.
Clear warm water began flooding out of them, wetting the girls and flowing down
through the grids on the floor.
  The leader's voice could be heard from the loudspeakers installed into the
ceiling, out of the water's reach. "Welcome to your new home, girls!" he said.
"This building is armoured and its walls are completely soundproof, so don't
bother calling for help." The girls hadn't even thought about getting any help.
  "You can stay here as long as you wish - I mean as long as I wish - and you
won't have to do hard work. But there's only one thing I require you to do."

"I want you to make love with each other." The girls looked at each other,
surprised. "Yes, you heard me. From now on you will be continuously gently and
lovingly licking, kissing and caressing each other's bodies, clothed or
otherwise. My soldiers will be keeping constant watch on you. If they find a
girl who has stopped experiencing delightful acts with her girlfriend, they
will escort her outside, where she'll be whipped as a punishment. Forget about
the whipping you withstood at school - we use far more forceful blows."
  "And lastly", said the leader, "my soldiers have the right to enjoy some
girls personally for a few hours every fortnight. They shall pick the girls
they require, and they must obey their captors perfectly. That is all. Now
start. You are allowed to remove your gags, but your chains are locked and may
not be removed. Bye from me!"

Gwendolyne walked to one of the showers, where she hooked one of the screws in
her gag. Then she pulled her head away and her gag fell to the floor. She
walked to the nearest girl, a pretty fair-haired girl who had a blue swimsuit.
She bit the girl's gag and pulled it off with the teeth.
  When the girls had kissed each other passionately, they introduced
themselves. Gwendolyne found out that her girlfriend's name was Marian. After
this formal introduction, Gwendolyne and Marian began pulling each other's
swimsuits off with their teeth, after which they licked each other's bare
breasts and had a wonderful erotic adventure with each other and with all the
other girls in the shower house. All girls thought that this was the closest
they could get to being in paradise.