The Dominafuhrer - THE GODMOTHER

Episode 58 - The Drinks Interval

Norfolk, November 1956

“Are you going to come again?” Miss Spiteful asked as the pace of my masturbating quickened and I started to groan. We had both orgasmed several times as she related the story of her early years but this was a solo effort on my part on this occasion brought on by her description of the orgy. I grunted and gasped as my hips jerked and once again my sperm was flung across her naked stomach and breasts. When I had licked it all up, I refilled our glasses, noting that the second bottle of wine was almost empty. Despite Miss Spiteful drinking two measures to each of my one, she still seemed a long way off her tearful state. I reluctantly decided that I would have open at least one of the bottles of Sir Geoffrey’s fine Italian wine that Kelly and I had purloined for ourselves, since Miss Spiteful appeared to be only halfway through her story.

I lit a cigarette for myself and she put her arm around me as I cuddled up to her on the bed.

“I did love Willi,” I sniffed. I was nearer to tears than her. “He was the first man who wanted me for who I am instead of what I am. Only Reinhard and David have ever felt the same way about me. I just hope that no greasy wop blows David’s head off so that I lose him too.”

“That is the risk soldiers take and because of that they are more likely to show their true feelings, unlike civilians who bottle theirs up in case society thinks the less of them. You’ve heard Kelly’s story; why do think that Michael rejected her? He was ashamed and afraid that loving another male made him less of one.”

I nodded in agreement. That fitted in with my theory but thinking of Kelly did not lighten my post ejaculation depression. My curiosity however was not suppressed.

“Did you see all your family and friends when you went back last year after Sugar’s wedding? What happened to them all? Did they survive the war? I took it that the photos on the wall of your New York apartment are those of your parents and the three mistresses.”

Miss Spiteful chuckled and took a sip from her glass.

“You never pass up the opportunity to ask questions, do you Storm? Yes, my Mother and Father got through the war, despite the RAF bombs. They are both in good health but disappointed that they do not have any grandchildren. There are some things that money cannot buy.” It was Miss Spiteful’s turn to sniff but she carried on after another sip of wine. “As for the others? Well, we know what happened to Willi and poor Scylla and Sylwia were burnt out of their apartment in Cologne by the RAF and went to live with Sable. She in turn was evicted by the British Army after the war when they requisitioned her house. So, when Friedrich and Heinz got home, that made six of them living in Sybille’s house because they were also sheltering Sylwia’s lover, a Polish slave worker who had escaped when his camp was bombed. Then they took in Ernst Stressler as well so Sable could look after him. The Gestapo had arrested him during the war because he found out what they were using his medical equipment for in the concentration camps and refused to supply any more. He was charged with treason and sabotage but I got Walter Schellenberg to lose the file in the system so Ernst was tried on a lesser charge and sent to a civilian prison before the Gestapo could get their act together again. His health was broken in prison but he survived and of course the British Military Government thought that he was an anti-Nazi hero. They all got through the first couple of winters with the help of my diamonds and money, as you and Sugar did; Ernst’s health improved enough for him to be elected to the City Council and then the State Parliament when they got going again. He was even a Minister for a short time before it got too much for him and he has retired now. The Girls all had their profession of course and gradually got homes off their own again but Sybille went back to teaching because non Nazis were in short supply. She gave that up when she met a one armed veteran who was an artist. They are still living together bohemian style and his work is start to sell now. Heinz went to University and is now a professor of Philosophy. Scylla married an American Engineer who came over to help German industry start up again and he is now a European Director of one of the big American car companies. Sable never remarried but she looks after Ernst and the five grandchildren that Friedrich and his wife have produced. Sylwia and her man did get married and went to the United States; the last that I heard was that they were running a Diner together in Milwaukee.”

Miss Spiteful smiled abstractedly as she emptied the last of the wine into her glass and I became resigned to having to open at least one of my looted bottles.

“Poor Bridgette was sent to a civilian internment cam for women when we invaded Belgium but could not conceal her gender for long,” Miss Spiteful pulled a sad face. “The Gestapo sent her to a Concentration Camp for being a spy and a homosexual and she perished before I could do anything about it. Lembit joined Von Braun’s rocket programme but he owes his life to me because we were in bed together in the Hotel Adlon on the night that the RAF flattened Peenemünde and killed most of his colleagues. The Americans grabbed him after the war to work on their missiles and he and I still meet up in New York whenever Government business takes him away from his American wife and three children in Alabama.” Miss Spiteful smirked as she raised her glass and toasted her absent friend. “I can assure you that age has not diminished him in any way. Oh, and there was one other that I met when I was in New York the first time. I was in the street when I heard a voice call out and turned to find Willi’s young friend, Aaron and his parents. They were petrified when they recognised me but Aaron gave me a big hug. He had remembered what I had said and took his parents to Scylla after Kristallnacht. She concealed them until that slave who worked on the Rhine Barge could smuggle them down river to Rotterdam. The family had just been released from Ellis Island so I used my connections to get Mister Rabinowitz a job with Kodak and Aaron into a School of Dance. When I got back after the war, Aaron had been unable to avoid the draft, had had a hard time in the Army and lost his chance of making a successful career as a male dancer. So I lent him the money to go off to Canada for six months, have what they called corrective gender surgery to remove his male genitals (which is not the operation that you and Kelly want) and, after a course of hormones, come back as Anna Rabin. She dances in shows on Broadway and has appeared in a couple of Hollywood films. You might have heard of her.”

Miss Spiteful held up her empty glass and looked expectantly at me so I sighed and went to get one of the wine bottles from the wardrobe. Once that was open and our glasses refilled, I lit another cigarette for myself and sat cross legged on the bed.

“You know,” I mused. “I feel rather cheated, having heard what happens at a real initiation orgy. I know you gave another party for me in New York but I would have loved to have had one like yours.”

“Well, from what I heard, you eventually got to have sex with all the mistresses anyway but you must remember we had to put your induction on under very difficult circumstances.” Miss Spiteful shrugged and stared into her glass. “Marshall Zhukov would have spoilt the party if we had extended it any longer. Sable did tell me the story of one instance back in 1805 when Napoleon heard that Russia and Austria had formed an alliance against him while he was with his Army on the Pas de Calais. You probably know the story better than me but what happened was that the Austrians, working to the Gregorian calendar, invaded Bavaria too early while the Russians, using the Julian calendar, were still days away. Napoleon force marched his men across France and surrounded the Austrians at Ulm, who surrendered after only a few shots. He then quickly set off in pursuit of the Russians and the rest of the Austrians and smashed them at Austerlitz. It so happened that the Sisterhood of Vienna, unaware of the swift turn of events, were holding an induction orgy in a country villa outside the city and history does not record who was the most surprised when they were interrupted by a squad of French Infantry. The Doms persuaded the soldiers to take it turns for one of them to stand sentry outside while the rest joined in the party but I don’t think that the Ivans would have been as accommodating to us.”

I laughed with her but continued to put my point. “Yes, but I never got to have sex with you.”

Miss Spiteful looked at me over the rim of her glass and shook her head. “I love both you and Kelly but I think that it would be almost incestuous if I was to go that far with either of you. Anyway, where did I get to? Oh yes, I was off to Berlin.”

“Before you go on“, I interrupted. “What about Friedrich? You said that he got married and has five children but was does he do now? He was always chasing the girls for sex and boasting that, after the war, he could earn a living as a gigolo with women paying him to seduce them.”

Miss Spiteful’s eyes twinkled and the corners of her lips curled into one her sly smiles. “Didn’t I tell you? He’s now a Lutheran Pastor.”      



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