The Dominafuhrer - THE GODMOTHER

Episode 43 - I'm From Essen

Dusseldorf, March 1931

“Never again!” Kathi groaned as, once more, her stomach muscles cramped, her chest heaved painfully, she coughed and more yellow bile trickled into the toilet bowl. Her head was pounding, her eyes felt as if they were too big for their sockets and, every time she shifted her position on her knees on the closet floor, sharp stinging pains in her buttocks reminded of her of the previous nights events.

Her memories after leaving the dungeon were disjointed and confused; she came out of her faint when she was unceremoniously dumped on a huge bed but immediately fell asleep to be awakened later by loud noises which, by the soft glow of a concealed light on a dressing room mirror, she found to be coming from Ella and Romy. The blonde was kneeling astride the older woman’s waist against which she was energetically thrusting her own lower midriff. Ella’s naked breasts were swinging to and fro while her hands grasped Romy’s bosom. Both had their heads thrown back and their mouths open to emit high pitched groans and squeals as they approached their climaxes. (It was only later that Kathi found out that Ella’s dildo was a double header with the other end inserted into her own vagina). Jacqueline was kneeling on the foot of the bed, one hand holding up the hem of her chemise and the other pumping a pink dildo in and out of her vulva. Kathi wanted to stay awake but her heavy eyelids closed and the next she knew was that she was being rolled to lie across the top of the bed so that her head and feet were at the sides. Hands lifted and turned her head onto a bare thigh so that her face was up against Ella’s shaven vulva from which her swollen pink and red labia lips were already protruding. At the same time Kathi felt fingers and a tongue, whose she could not see, exploring her own genitals. The dim shape of a body lay parallel to hers on the other side of the bed which meant that all four were positioned to perform and receive oral stimulation at the same time.

Unsure what to do, Kathi decided to repeat what was happening lower down her own body, and opened her mouth so that her lips closed over the top of the mons veneris, feeling the rough stubble against her tongue, while she gently eased two fingers between the crinkly lips of Ella’s labia. Her tongue licked the clitoris and Ella’s body twitched just as her own had seconds earlier. Kathi moved her mouth down slightly and began sucking as her fingers slid in and out faster and faster. Her tongue probed deeper, pushing aside soft layers of warm wet flesh until it touched the pubic bone. A finger probed Kathi’s sphincter but she did not copy that preferring to concentrate on Ella’s genitals. Both Kathi and Ella were experiencing spasms as they approached their orgasms but it was Ella who ejaculated first, a shower of warm liquid splashing Kathi in the face and filling her nostrils before she could close her lips over the labia. As Kathi sucked and licked, she felt her own hips recoiling and her back arching as she ejaculated her lubricant. The liquid in her mouth was tepid and almost tasteless, with just a hint of brine, which Kathi did not find unpleasant, despite her fears and she used her tongue and lips to make sure that she lapped up every drop that she could find.

When every one was satiated, they rolled apart and Romy, who had been serving Kathi, passed the bottle of liqueur around for every one to take a swig. Kathi, aware of its previous effect on her, hesitated but did raise the bottle to her lips and let a few sips of the alcohol swill around her mouth before swallowing. Someone had the presence of mind to snatch the bottle from her hand as she fell backwards.

Sometime in the early morning,  when the dressing table light was off but dawn was leaking in round the curtains, Kathi woke to found she was being cuddled against Romy’s chest. Almost without thinking, her lips found one of Romy’s nipples which she suckled. Romy stirred and Kathi felt a hand gently massaging her vulva, she moved her own hand onto Romy’s genitals and they brought each other to a slow but satisfactory climax.                             

It was the ringing of a nearby church bell that finally drove Kathi from the bed. As it penetrated her slumber, she found that her head was pounding in time to each clang and there were purple flashes in her eyes. When she sat up, her head immediately began to spin and her stomach revolted. None of her companions stirred as she almost fell off the bed; Romy was on her side snoring gently while Ella and Jacqueline were so entwined it was difficult to sort out which limbs belonged to which body.

Kathi stumbled down the passage with her hand over her mouth looking for the water closet which she found at the third try of a door. Just in time, she collapsed to her knees and retched into the bowl until she would have welcomed death as a release from the ordeal.

“Are you the new maid?”

Kathi raised her head and squinted. Three naked boys were standing at the open closet door. She guessed that these were the sons that she vaguely remembered Jacqueline mentioning. The one who had spoken was handsome, with short brown hair, and in the early stages of puberty from the state and size of the erect penis that he was fingering. The two younger ones were holding hands and were not aroused by the sight ofa  naked female. The taller was about ten, blonde with a cheeky grin while the littlest one, probably no more than six, had dark hair and a solemn expression. If it had mattered, Kathi would have had no problem in matching mother to child.

“What did you say?” she asked, easing herself into an upright position so that she could lower herself onto the toilet seat, She winced as the ends of the cuts on her bottom made contact with the hard wood. She was also conscious of her exposed breasts and genitals but found that she really did not care     

“We wanted to know if you are going to be the new maid”, the eldest one replied. “I hope so, you’re pretty. The last one had a spotty bottom, hairy armpits and her knickers smelt”.

Kathi felt her stomach heave at the thought how he could have found that out and she had to close her eyes and swallow.

“Can I get you anything?” he asked, frowning with concern at the grey tinge to Kathi’s complexion.

“I would love some tea, strong, just a little milk and no sugar. And two aspirins?” she called out hopefully as he turned away.

“They’re in the cabinet over the hand-basin. I’m not allowed to touch them”. He disappeared, leaving the other two gazing wide eyed at her. Kathi struggled to her feet and reached out to grasp the edge of the basin before trusting her weight on her legs. She filled a glass with tap water to help her swallow the tablets from the bottle that she found in the cabinet.

There was no instant relief and she had just collapsed back onto the toilet seat when the boy reappeared bearing a steaming mug of almost black tea. It was like nectar to Kathi, who sighed with contentment as the liquid moistened her dry mouth and soothed her sore gullet and turbulent stomach. Feeling better, she opened her eyes and looked at her audience. “What are your names?” she asked frowning at the eldest who was still playing with his penis.

“I’m Friedrich”, he replied proudly and then pointed to the other two. “That’s Willi and the little one is Heinz; we’re cousins and you’ve been having sex with our mothers”. 

‘Get me out of here’, Kathi thought to herself, taking another sip of tea and realising that pressure was building up in her bladder.

“Why are your brustwarzen pink?” the solemn little Heinz asked. “Our Mama’s are brown”.

Totally bemused, Kathi looked down at her bare nipples as if seeing them for the first time.  “I’m from Essen”, was all she could think of on the spur of the moment but the three boys all nodded wisely and seemed quite satisfied with her explanation.

“My Mama wants you to meet her in the lounge when you’ve stopped being sick”. Friedrich announced and Kathi wondered what else this strange house held in store for her. She was now in some discomfort and the action of bending down to put her mug on the floor made her need even more urgent.

“Do you three mind leaving while I use the toilet?” Kathi asked, breathing hard to try and control herself.

“Can we watch?” Friedrich asked and Kathi was about to use an expletive when she realised that there was no more time.

“Oh, please yourselves”, she said and gasped with relief as the cascade from her bladder splashed onto the porcelain below.     

To continue this story, click Kathi At The Crossroads

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