Major Carl Crouse sat naked in an open dressing gown, fingering his deflated cock whilst sipping a glass of excellent port. He smiled as he reminisced over his life and his new good fortune...
He had always been despised as a child as he was unattractive, awkward and hopeless at sport. His pudginess had always been held to ridicule by boys and girls alike. This was made even worse in his teens when spots and pimples were added to his troubles. An overly sexed boy who popped an erection at even the merest sight of a girls knickers, he was doomed to be rejected by all the girls, even the ugly ones, who of course he was not interested in. He was always trying to look up female teacher's skirts or peep down their cleavage. On one occasion his was caned for trying to secretly lift a girls skirt with his ruler. He had failed to notice the teacher standing behind him.
He had done passably well at school and had gone on afterwards to work in a bank. This was a deadly boring job, made worse by being surrounded by some young girls, who all declined any invitations when he attempted to socialize with them. He had heard them talk amongst themselves saying he gave them the creeps the way he was always looking at their breasts. Still searching for a mate, he had dated a plain girl who lived in his street, but she had slapped his face when in the cinema he had tried to touch her tits.
His only sexual fun was masturbating to pictures in his mother's shopping catalogs of women in bras and stockings, as there were no girlie books allowed by law, and he had no friends who knew of any even if he had plucked up the courage to ask.
A long dreary life stretched out ahead of him with no prospect of finding a suitable girl, when in his early thirties, his country declared war on its neighbor and he found himself called up. An older uncle who was with the war ministry had somehow bought him a commission, and he found himself a major. However his flat feet, put him out of the active service and into stores and supplies. Old school boys who he bumped into once in a while sneered at him having such a soft job and he envied their exciting life. They always seemed to be walking with good looking girls on their arms fondling and kissing them, whereas he could only dream about them and masturbate. Something he was always doing as he had an insatiable sexual appetite, needing to come several times a day.
At least now he had money and access to whores who he would visit when he could get save up enough. Even they despised him, but he found he enjoyed that, especially when they sucked his cock whilst kneeling in front of him. His power over them somehow made it more exciting. Although he longed to make them grovel at his feet and beg for mercy of course they would not let him do this and he was even thrown out of one brothel for slapping one of the girls.
Strange how fate works as one day, he was called into the commanding officers office. He tried to recall if he had done anything wrong but nothing came to mind.
He felt a bit like a naughty schoolboy as he stood in front of the seated commander.
"You're here Major, for me to give you a posting. None of the other officers have any desire to hold it, but as you are unable to fight I thought it would suit you."
Carl blushed at the implications behind the comment, that he was useless and therefore could be spared.
"You will be placed in charge of the women's detention camp at Bruck. The last four officers have died of heart attacks and so we decided to let you fill the vacancy.
Carl fought the feeling of resentment that rose in him, in charge of a prison, and a women's prison at that. Who did they think he was? However the general's word was law and where he was sent he would have to go.
Within a week he was on a train filled with fighting men on his way to look after a bunch of women. He was ashamed to tell the men in his carriage what he was doing and so made up some story about a secret mission.
On arriving at Bruck station he was met by a young batman who had been assigned to him. They drove through the town arriving finally at a gate with guards. After showing his credentials he was allowed through. They drove up a long drive and stopped before a large country house. He was told this was where he was staying. It was an older style building attached to a large school that had been requisitioned. There were extensive playing fields and a sealed playground in front of the main building. There were several buildings surrounding the playground on three sides used for administration, and dormitories.
As they walked to his office he got his first view of the women inmates; they were all dressed in a plain blue uniform. To his surprise they all looked clean, fit and well, not what he was expecting at all. His interest was stirred for the first time since the appointment.
He was met by a female lieutenant, the senior officer, who introduced herself as Frau Lynn; she was stocky with a certain butch quality about her. She exchanged pleasantries and led him to the administration building, where he met his staff. Once in his office they got down to business.
After signing off the letters of appointment, she showed him where all the papers were kept. Carl scanned through them briefly, it all seemed in order. Maybe this position was going to be acceptable after all, and it was certainly better than being shot at on the front. There was a knock on the door and a private entered bearing a tray on which was two cups of coffee and several sweet cakes. As they talked, the major expressed his surprise at condition of the female inmates. He said he was astonishment at how fit and young they looked, not anything like the images he expected of gaunt dirty prisoners barely surviving.
"We feed them reasonably well, as then they can work in the gardens and in the factories. The local industries pay us for their labor. We also have certain arrangements with the towns around regarding entertainment, for which we get well paid. Wartime does deprive men of certain pleasures which we fill, and for this they need to look presentable." She smiled, "We have eliminated the older and in-firmed inmates. Once they have reached thirty they are moved on to Gedana. Our last major was very insistent on this, saying he like to keep his stock young, fit and able, as you will see."
The major wasn't entirely sure what she meant.
"Maybe you would like to look around Major; your predecessors were always interested in seeing how the women were doing. They all had a very hands-on approach to their position." She chuckled adding, "Taking a special interest in the shower blocks and medical facilities."
His mind was starting to tick over a bit faster, shower rooms, surely that meant naked women, he could feel his cock starting to stir for the first time in days.
"Thank you Lieutenant, I believe I'd like that." He answered smiling; it was no wonder his predecessors showed an interest in them!
They left the office and started down the wooden steps. At that moment a truck drove up and stopped close to where they were walking. Women started to emerge from the back and Carl pointed them out to Frau Lynn, she explained they were a new batch of inmates just arriving for processing. Carl expressed an interest in seeing them. The lieutenant led the way and ordered the guard in command to hold them whilst the major looked them over. Carl was amazed to see these women, all young, who if washed and dressed properly could look very attractive. A pleasant image was rapidly forming in his mind.
"How are they processed Lieutenant?"
"They have already been screened during their journey to make sure they are fit and young. We now prepare them for their new life in camp."
"Are they all checked before arrival?"
"Some arrive already health cleared; it depends where they are from. Otherwise we always have them cleaned, deloused and medically inspected when they arrive." Frau Lynn explained.
Carl licked his lips, "I would like to follow along after them Lieutenant, just to see how it is done."
"Of course Major," The lieutenant smiled, "The last commandant also took a keen interest in these procedures."
The women were walked over to the shower block next to the playing fields, where they were stopped outside.
"Carry on Lieutenant, imagine I am not here."
Frau Lynn spoke briefly to the sergeant in charge of the women and then returned to the major's side. The guard spoke.
"I am Sergeant Black, this is Lieutenant Lynn and this is your new commander, Major Crouse," She indicated the lieutenant and the major. "You are prisoners at Camp 5 in Bruck, there are two simple rules," she held up two fingers. "Firstly; do as you are told and secondly; don't speak unless spoken to. There are several punishments to those who break those rules from flogging to shooting. Be warned we have no hesitation in using either. "
"You will be fed well providing you work and obey. Take your cases and put them in there and then return and line up." She pointed to a small wagon with the back open at the side of the shower block.
"When will we get them back mam?"
"Who spoke?"
There was a moment silence, before one of the women stepped forward.
"No talking! Didn't you listen?! Take her away and give her six lashes."
Sergeant Black directed two of the guards to take the woman, who struggled futilely in their grip, away.
"I am sorry Major, this lot maybe a little slow on learning the basic rules. Though it is surprising how fast they learn!"
"No problem Sergeant, please continue."
The girls now hurried to do as commanded returning to stand once more in front of the block.
"Now you will undress, take everything off, the guards will take your filthy clothes, these will be burnt. And hurry."
Carl licked his lips, this was more like it. His eyes lit up as the women, frightened by the display of discipline obeyed instantly, and stripped off their clothes, to finally stand naked in front of him. His eyes feasted on the women, especially those with larger breasts, of whom there were quite a few. Many of the women tried in vain to hold on to any decency they had by clasping their breasts and covering their genitals. Carl had to adjust his trousers as his cock now struggled to stand to attention as he watched them desperately trying to cover their nakedness. Their shame and coyness stimulated him further.
"Stand upright, hands by your sides!" The sergeant barked.
The women reluctantly did as commanded revealing their full nudity to the male and female guards who were present.
"There are showers ready for you through there, hurry we do not have all day." she pointed at an open doorway.
