After the War
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 25: Lunch The Next Day
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 25: Lunch The Next Day - What would have happened if Hitler had been a little more lucky? What would life have been like in the UK under German occupation? Especially, what would have happened to the more attractive of the women? Most of the action takes place in 1947. Germany won the war. Belgium, France, Holland, Ireland, Italy, Norway, Sweden, and Spain are all part of Greater Germany and are effectively provinces. The UK is still occupied by the German army.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Heterosexual Historical BDSM DomSub MaleDom Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture First Oral Sex Anal Sex Caution Violence Prostitution Military
Jane looked round the dining room at lunch with the Colonel the next day and saw that a large proportion of those eating were men. 'I suppose that never changes, ' she thought, 'Business being discussed over good food and wine, with the women left at home to look after the children. I expect most of the women here are, like me, mistresses being put on display.'
As a small group of men came into the dining room, Jane was thinking how fond of wearing uniforms the Germans were when suddenly one of the Englishmen with them veered away towards their table with a shocked expression on his face. It was Sir Henry, her husband.
"Jane, thank God you're all right!" exclaimed the baronet, "I thought you were ... well I had no idea. The last I heard you had been arrested by the Gestapo?"
"No, Henry, I was never in the care of the Geheime Staatspolitzei. The Schutzstaffel came and fetched me and I now work for Obersturmbannführer Joachim, Pfalzgraf von und zu Döring-Esser."
The Colonel rose and bowed to Sir Henry, clicking his heels. As he did so he wondered just what Lady Johnson would say to her husband to account for her unexplained absence.
"But why did you not tell me you were going to work for him? And what work do you do? And why was I told you had been arrested?"
"I have no idea what you were told or by whom," she shrugged, "I did not tell you I was leaving because the work the Colonel does is a state secret. My actual rôle is personal assistant to the Colonel, rather than being involved with the secret matters."
Her emphasis on personal was calculated to leave no doubt in Sir Henry's mind, nor those of his German hosts, what her duties were. He turned on his heel in total silence and walked on to where the Maitre d' was indicating that his group's table was.
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