Elsa felt they had been travelling for weeks and yet is was just a few days. When their village had been taken by the invading Gurter Army they had been captured. All the people were rounded up. The men were taken away leaving the women and children, wondering what their fate would be. They were all escorted to the local football stadium and made to wait, clutching their few possessions.
Through the day several enemy officers had made the soldiers round up the women and they were inspected. The older women and children were taken away and the younger ones moved to be held in the church hall. Again through out the night they were disturbed as more officers inspected them and after each inspection more of the women were removed. They were told they were needed for the war effort.
After two days of little food or water, Elsa and her colleagues were walked to the station and loaded into an old train. Throughout the slow journey at each station more women were added to the cramped conditions. She felt grubby and her clothes had started to smell.
The train stopped again and they were pushed off by the guards. For the umpteenth time they were lined up and an officer walked down the line examining each girl in turn. He selected some of the women, the rest were herded back on the train. After he had completed the inspection there were about 50 girls left on the platform including Elsa. The girls stood with their belongings as the train once more set out, this time without them.
Surrounded by male and female guards were escorted from the station and down the road into the town.
As they shuffled along Elsa looked around at her sister prisoners. She was surprised how young and fit they all were.
After a short walk they entered the town centre. It was a small town consisting of a long main road with lots of large sandstone buildings and a few roads off to the side. It appeared untouched by the war going on around it, the old buildings unmarked by bombs or artillery. The place also seemed to be full of soldiers although a few civilians could be seen.
A few shops were still open and there were cafes plying their trade on the wide pavements, where the soldiers sat and drank beer. Their presence, as they were marched along, brought a few wolf whistles and cat calls from the troops, which upset Elsa as she was very shy.
Finally they arrived at what appeared to be an estate at the end of the main road where they were met by more guards who took over from their escort. An imposing woman told them to follow her. They walked through an impressive entrance gate that had Bruck Private School engraved across the top bar. This gateway was guarded with several soldiers all holding submachine guns, who stared at the women as they were marched through. The grounds were surrounded by a high brick wall upon which had been added several lines of barbed wire. Guard towers could be seen overlooking the grounds.
The girls were marched through the gates and along a short tree lined drive way that wound past an impressive sandstone house with a large balcony at the front and rear. At one end was a formal garden whilst the other side overlooked some playing fields. To one side several large buildings with a large cleared area in front of the house for assembling people. As Elsa discovered later it had been a private school commandeered by the military and converted into a detention camp.
There were several huts in a line along one side of the playing fields where there were several male soldiers standing around in groups watching them as they walked along. Apparently there was a small male garrison housed in the school grounds.
As they walked a little further they heard screams and to their horror saw the naked back of a nude woman in some sort of wooden stocks on one side of the assembly area. She was stretched out with her arms above her head and her legs wide apart. One man thrashed her buttocks with a thin cane whilst another fondled her breasts as she was being flogged. Several soldiers stood around, watching the woman and laughing. None of the girls could avoid watching the horrific scene as they walked past.
What had she done to deserve this treatment?
As if the officer escorting them had read their thoughts, she turned and bringing them to a halt spoke to them.
"Observe what happens to bad girls, so don't even think of being defying the rules. This punishment is for disobeying orders. After the flogging she will be left in the stocks for another hour or longer, to let the men fuck her as she stands there. That's about twenty fucks and that's only up her cunt!" the guard laughed.
Elsa shuddered at the thought of being punished in that way, and swore to herself that no matter what she had to do she would not do anything wrong. They were not allowed to linger but were marched towards a large double door, although the scene was indelibly printed on Elsa's mind.
"Remember to obey without thought, and you will be alright."
At the side of the playing fields was a grey red building, where an older female guard with a clipboard met them. She spoke briefly to their guards indicating the girls as they talked. They then left and the older woman looked them over briefly and then led them into a changing room before addressing them.
"My name is Lieutenant Lynn and I am sure you are all wondering what is going on, this will become obvious in time. I am also sure you are feeling very dirty so the first thing we will do is to give you the chance to clean up. Through the open archway over there are the showers." she nodded towards doorway. "Before you go through we will get you to deposit your luggage in a pile in the corner. Also as your clothes are very dirty please remove all these and throw them in the skip, when you have finished your ablutions we will issue you with more suitable attire. Shoes will also be supplied. In the shower room you will find soaps and shampoos, brushes and combs, along with towels and driers. Be very thorough with your wash or we will be forced to wash you ourselves! You are all to shave your legs and armpits, anyone failing to do so will be forcibly shaved. Now if you will start we will get on."
Loath that she was to part with her belongings Elsa knew she had no choice. Along with the others she piled her case in the corner and reluctantly began to remove her filthy clothes. Once naked she clutched her clothes to her body, until one of the guards pointed her towards the skip. Once she had disposed of her clothes she was acutely embarrassed and unsure of what to do with her hands, instinctively they covered her breasts and crotch much to the guard's amusement. Once all were naked they were escorted into the shower room.
As the guard had said, there were all the cleansers she could want. Even though the showers were in a row in full view of the guards, some of the others were soon laughing at the feel of the warm water on their dirty bodies. At last they could be clean if only for a while. As they showered several female guards stood around talking. Elsa lathered herself all over paying particular attention to her genitals and buttocks which had started to smell from the lack of water for cleaning and paper for the lavatory. She used the razors provided to shave her armpits and legs, wondering why it should be necessary to do so. All too soon the water stopped and Elsa dried herself, brushing and combing her long blonde hair. The guards ordered them to return to the dressing room so Elsa wrapped the towel firmly around her nakedness and tucked the loose end into the top. They were escorted back to the dressing room where the female guards walked back and forth hurrying up the slow girls until finally they were all ready.
"Line up!"
The guards jostled the girls around, moving them back and forwards until in the end they were all arranged in two straight lines facing each other, with about two metres between the rows. The smallest was placed at one end and the tallest at the other. All the girls had wrapped the towels around themselves like saris, very short saris Elsa thought, reaching just below their crotches. All seemed conscious of their lack of clothes and held their arms across the towels to stop them coming loose. They murmured as they stood waiting. They had been transformed from scruffy vagabonds to clean and attractive girls.
"Where are our clothes, where are we going?" One of the girls asked.
