Granitethunder on Utopia Stories Library

Interrogated by Dr. Schmidt

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: A man is interrogated in a most interesting way by Dr. Schmidt and his assistant…..

The guards simply picked me up out off the floor, and holding me by the arms, they took me out of the room and down the dark hall. At the end of the hall they unlocked a large metal door. They dragged me down a long staircase to an underground bunker. Another metal door was unlocked and again I was taken down a long hallway.

Interrogated by Torturess Angela

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: An interrogation performed by Torturess Angela and her lesbian assistant on a hapless man.

Chapter 1

He was led down several sets of stairs and down a long darkened corridor. Two men beside him each holding one of his shoulders and moving him along briskly. His mind raced. He had lost track of how long it had been since the secret police (SP) had burst into his small apartment and accused him of being an underground operative. Was it hours or days his dazed mind wondered. A lack of sleep and not being able to know the time of day can be a very discomforting thing to the human body. That these kinds of things happened routinely in his country was of no surprise. What was a surprise however, was that it had happened to him. After a firm but surprisingly brief interrogation by an officer of the SP, in which he denied any knowledge of unground resistance activities, he was taken to a brightly lit holding cell. He judged the cell to be 5 feet by 5 feet in length and width. More of a closet in its dimensions, and left there with only a cup of tepid water. The room size alone was sufficient to ensure that he could not lie down to rest, since he was well over 5 feet in stature. There was no chair or bench in the room, so he could only sit on the cold cement floor, leaning up against the wall, knees upward toward his chest. His bare feet resting on the concrete. He was certain that the room was bugged and under camera surveillance. That was standard procedure. Thirsting after a long while, he drank the water down in gulps. Its bitter aftertaste lingering in his throat. Afterward, to his immense inner anger he noticed that there was no waste bucket or floor drain should he need to relieve himself. He needed to think and keep his mind clear. No foolish mistakes. He knew this was a deadly dance, innocent or not, and it was his turn on the dance card.

Prisoners of the Empire

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Soldiers of an army defeated by the Empire are taken to the Capital City, stripped, paraded for public display and taken to the Royal dungeons and torture chambers to receive the torments of the Empire.

The battle was over. The empire had won a decisive victory. The defeated army had surrendered. Several thousand prisoners had been taken. Most would be auctioned off as slaves in the empires markets. They were the lucky ones. Three hundred of the strongest, fittest, most handsome were transported to the capital. There awaited them a truly frightening fate. The captives, 300 men were gathered outside the city gates. They were met there by the queens imperial guards. A group of women known for their cruelty and sadism, especially for prisoners of the empire. The captives were to be paraded through the streets of the capital, to show the people another victory for their empire while the people cheered and mocked captive army. The queen would lead the procession at its head, behind her, in chains would walk the dejected terrified humiliated prisoners to their fate and beside them marched the imperial guards, enjoying and reveling in the spectacle and adding to the prisoners sufferings along the way. Each man in the group had been taken and was forcibly stripped bare and naked by female guards until not a captive wore a stitch of clothing. The men had their genitals fully exposed and then pawed, groped, slapped, spanked and humiliatingly played and toyed with by their female guards. Some were ordered to play with themselves off, others to jerk each other off. Some captives were forced to fuck one another’s asses, or suck another man’s cock, all for the sexual appetite of the imperial guards. It was terrifying. Men wept and sobbed. Others shook with fear and still others peed where they stood. It was only a taste of what would follow for these unfortunates.

Re-paying a Debt to Goddess Danielle

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: A man re-pays a financial debt to a sadistic lesbian woman and her female slaves

I live on a very large and secluded estate in Costa Rica, though I can’t say that my life is easy, or that I’m sitting in the sun sipping a tall cool drink. Quite the opposite actually. I had run afoul of the IRS and was $200,000 in tax debt. I was facing heavy fines and probable jail time which I was not prepared to serve. The only choice I felt I had was to call and ask a very wealthy acquaintance named Danielle, living in Costa Rica for help. I explained my situation to her and reluctantly asked her if she would be willing to help me and that I’d do anything I could to repay her over time. To my utter astonishment she agreed. Danielle told me that she would pay my entire IRS debt and fly me to Costa Rica the following week provided I agree to only one condition of repayment. Desperate, I told her over the phone that I’d live up to the repayment terms and thanked her profusely for her generosity. As agreed, the following Friday, there was a ticket in my name at the Costa Rican airline counter at LAX, and within 8 hours, I was standing at the gates of Danielle’s enormous estate on the Costa Rican coast.