Date: Fri, 5 May 2000 04:15:39 +1000
From: cperlite@tpgi.com.au
Subject: Victims of Conflict 18

Victims of Conflict 18  (M/M) (M/t) (M/b)  (oral) (anal) Final chapter.

Edited by Ed.


Victims of Conflict 18


Williams was just as shocked as the others when he realised what he said.
He'd let the cat out of the bag and was acutely embarassed. There was a
moment's silence then the rest ot the group burst out in laughter but he
was too mortified to join in.

The major general patted him on the back. "Good heavens Williams. Even if I
never struck you in anger before, I think you deserve to be thrashed to
within an inch of your life for that."

"Oh I really am sorry sir. I didn't really mean to tell them that you fuck
me. - Aaah. I did it again."  He was sincere but when he saw how his
terrible gaffe had a reaction of mirth not horror, he grinned ruefully.

Solomon Goldberg was the first to regain his composure. "Never mind
Williams. I'm glad it was you and not one of my boys who put his foot in
his mouth." Then he spoke to the major general. "Well Wally. You mentioned
having six hundred refugees in the castle. How many soldiers are there?"

"Just under two hundred."

"Surely all of them wouln't have taken kindly to accepting another male in
bed with them."

"Every single one of them did. You see I ensured the men under my command
got good food and relaxation. This had the effect of increasing their
libidos to such an extent that all they could talk about was women and
sex. It was sort of a sublimation and outlet for their sexual yearning.
With my colonel, we chose the most beautiful young males we could find from
over a thousand we looked at in Dresden. Before the refugees arrived, the
men at the castle were at the height of their frustration and I gave them a
talk on how they could come into close bodily contact with a refugee
without being too explicit and it didn't take long before they latched on
to what the possibilities could be. Despite being completely heterosxual,
except for a small minority, they chose refugees of different ages and
amost a third took one below the age of puberty."

"What a remarkable thing to happen. And how did the refugees react to the
situation?"

"Because their living conditions with first class food and accommodation in
the castle was infinitely better than their miserable life in Dresden they
have accepted their new role as bed companions without any problems."

"When I got kicked out of the castle to come to England I made a vow to
never go back to the place again. But now because you seem to have
converted it into a paradise, I think I'm ready to break my vow."

"You say you were kicked out. Were you really?"

"Oh yes. I was eleven at the time and my uncle caught me in flagrante
delicto with a handsome young butler I seduced. My uncle was only too happy
to betray me to my father because if he could get me out of his favour, my
position of heir to his fortune would be seriously impaired . My father was
horrified at what happened, being a fanatic believer in the scriptures
whereas my uncle only believed in himself. Despite my pleading that it was
me who led the butler on, he was dismissed in disgrace and I was sent to
England. In a way, they did me a favour because I haven't gone to the gas
chambers like they did."

"How did you survive here?"

"I wasn't completely cut off. My father owned a bank here in London and
it's mine now. I was free to make any withdrawal I needed, within reason
then of course and I was never profligate."

"What about now? Do you still make withdrawals?"

"No. All the bank profits go to another account in Switzerland as well as
those of my army surplus shops. Any funds I need come from there."

"I'm surprised you live in this hotel. Have you ever thought of getting a
place of your own."

Solomon Golberg smiled. "We already have a house in Park Street, Mayfair
and a rather large manor house in Scotland but the Park Street house is
being decorated at the moment and Scotland's too far away because we
intended to be going to a hacienda of mine in Argentina. It has twelve
thousand acres of productive land and a very large homestead but not quite
as spacious as Schloss Weinstein. It's housing two hundred and fifty nine
at the moment."

"Two hundred and fifty nine what?"

"Children. All from everywhere on the globe. I started collecting Japanese
orphans just after Japan capitulated and went on to aquire them from
central Europe and Germany, India, Ceylon and Africa."

"That's astounding. What do you do with so many?"

"Look after them. Give them a good education, good food and recreation and
anything else to prepare them for the world."

"Are they all boys?"

"Yes because I'm attracted to them too."

"And how did you get them to Argentina?"

"I have a two hundred and sxity foot yacht to transfer them and my hacienda
is on the coast and has a boat harbour so there's no problem landing them
there clandestinely."

"Forgive me for asking but you've really got me curious. What sort of
relatioship do you have with your boys?"

"I love them all deeply. I think it's because I never had a playmate in my
childhood. Only tutors who taught me the Hebrew scriptures and other things
a normal child would learn and because I had so many expert teachers for
different subjects, I was very advanced when I went to Harrow. But I think
you really want to know if I have a sexual relationship with my boys.  The
anwer to that is no. I have no interest that way at all but I do have an
interest in the sailors on my yacht and these two splendid specimens with
me are a good example."

The major general was intrigued at meeting someone who collected boys but
didn't want to fuck them. He changed the subject. "So you'd like to see
Schloss Weinberg again."

"Not so much the castle but your refugees. I have no further love of
Schloss Weinberg and I don't want to stay there long."

"What! A splendid place like that?"

"You heard me correctly. And since you have made use of it for such an
admirable purpose, I'll sell it to you."

 "Me? I do have considerable capital in my estate with its surrounding
farms but if I sold them, I wouldn't get enough to cover the cost of buying
such a magnificent place."

"Perhaps we can make some kind of arrangement but let's forget about that
for the moment. My two lovers are about to die of starvation if they don't
get some breakfast inside them soon. Peter, ring up room service and ask
for the same kind of thing we had yesterday but this time for five people."

"Sure thing Sol." The young negro leapt to the telephone and couldn't speak
into it quickly enough.

There were no problems flying from London to Salzburg but there was an
irritating one for the major general when they climbed into colonel
Walker's Mercedes Benz for the journey across the Austrian border to
Schloss Weinberg in Germany. Solomon Goldberg got in the back with his his
young negro called Peter on one side and the japanese youth on the
other. It was a position he would have preferred to have been in so he
could have an initmate access to the youths but Williams only had the
company of a driver and the party's suitcases in the Landrover which
followed.

Curiosity was high among the troops in the castle after the sentry had made
it known visitors were coming and many were crowded in the castle courtyard
when the the first vehicle entered the main gate. All the officers were
present and they were led by the colonel in welcoming them by them first
saluting the major general then shaking the civilians' hands after they
were introduced. The mention Of Solomon Golberg's name had the officers in
deep dismay at first because they were making guesses as to the purpose of
his visit but the presence of his two splendid companions had them
puzzled. There was no mention by the major general why the visitors were
there and after the introductions he asked the colonel a question.

"Ben, could you arrange for tea and sandwiches to be delivered to my
quarters? We all need a bit of refreshment after our trip."

Before the colonel could reply, the Landrover with Williams and the suit
cases arrived and parked alongside the Mercedes Benz.  Williams alighted
and went straight to the major general.

"Where should I put the suicases sir?"

"Good question Williams. Sol and his boys will be staying with us in my
quarters.Get the driver to go to the entrance and have him unload them
there but send him back straight away. I don't want him to see any of the
harem. After he's gone, get my boys to help take them into the reception
hall and make sure they're presentable afterwards. We'll be coming up in a
couple of minutes for tea and sandwiches."

"Yes sir. Should I tell the kitchen."

No colonel Walker's going to arrange it. Aren't you Ben?"

"Well I was going to before Williams interrupted. By the way, the despatch
rider you may have seen returning to Munich brought the message you were
coming. Your boys have been returned to your quarters. Do you need anything
else from the kitchen?"

"No thanks Ben. We'll have to do something about that big gob Williams
has. Arrange for him to be spanked by Sidney Banks."

"It'll be a pleasure Wally." He saluted again before he left.

Solomon Golberg heard the exchange. "I thought Williams was never subjected
to corporal punishment."

"Well he's in danger of it now. He can cross his legs but it won't matter
now because there's plenty of other arseholes to fuck."

"You know it's like a breath of fresh air to hear somone speaking plain
English. If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to have a look at where I lived
before anything else."

"Where was that?"

"Follow me and I'll show you."

He led the way to the colonel's quarters and was surprised to see its
occupants. Six young men who were there for smegma tasting purposes and the
magnificent youth, the colonel's lover were were all wearing their refugee
uniforms. They were equally surprised to see a negro among the three
civilians with the major general and of all things, have their hands shaken
by them.

"There you are Sol. These are colonel Walker's pets. This beautiful young
chap is the colonel's special lover and the others are here because he's
interested in the cheese behind their foreskins."

"How very interesting. I'm keen on the cheese my crew produces on the yacht
and these two with me are regularly robbed of it"

"So. Does this place bring back memories for you?"

"Of course. See the carpet just here. Well this was the exact spot where I
had the first thrilling feeling of my life and minutes after, the most
horrible. It was here where I was being fucked by the young butler but my
uncle saw us. That's where my banishment started. You asked did it bring
back memories and the answer's yes. That's why I hate Schloss Weinbeg."

"I still find it hard to see how anyone can hate such a place. Anyway come
and see my boys. You'll find it difficult to hate them,"

"If my guess is correct, they 'll be in my father's suite and it was also
the place where Himmler and even Hitler must've slept. I was never allowed
in there myself. Yes, I'm keen to see your boys and the others in the
castle. Where are they all?"

"Working on the farm and other places. You'll see most of them at dinner in
the great dining hall and there's more in the barracks. The day's warming
up so our chaps will probably take them to dinner in the nude but my boys
never wear clothes.

When they arrived, Williams had all members of the harem lined up nude in
the reception hall of the the major generals luxury suite. They were made
to stand still with their hands behind their backs but the major general's
four year old pet broke ranks when he saw him and ran up to him to wrap his
arms around his thighs. Solomon Golberg was very impressed.

"Gosh Wally. They really are magnificent and this little one is divine.
Surely you wouldn't want to fuck such a small one as that."

"I do want to fuck him but I can't because my prick's too big. His arsehole
being stretched and I might be able to soon."

"But he looks so innocent. Can I pick him up?"

"Of course, he's all yours and your boys are free to do whatever they like
with the others. C'mon chaps don't be shy. Feel 'em up or fuck 'em if you
want to. They're all yours too." He was surprised at the speed of the negro
and japanese youths when they moved to introduce themselves to the nude
members of his harem. There was no shyness about them in their amorous
overtures but Solomon Goldberg was more restrained. He just picked the
child up and kissed his cheek.

"I'll carry him if you don't mind while we have a wander round this place.
Like I said, it's the first time I've been here and later on I'll show you
a place that you've probably never seen."

"Certainly Sol. Where is this place?"

"It'll stay a secret until we've had a discussion about how you'll be
buying Schloss Weinberg. Oh and the price is twelve million."

"Twelve million! I'd be lucky if I could raise a tenth of that."

"If my guess is correct, you'll manage. Now show me where Himmler and Adolf
slept and no doubt where you've been having fun too with these remarkably
good looking boys."

They sat on the four poster bed after they entered the main bedroom and
Solomon Goldberg looked around. "So this is the bed my father and other
illustrious people used."

"Yes Sol and I doubt Adolf Hitler would've had as much fun with Eva Braun
as I've had with my boys. Come and I'll take you to the beautiful dining
hall. I've redecorated it a bit."

Solomon Goldberg laughed when he saw the obscene paintings on the dining
hall walls and his eyes widened at the gilded statue of the man fucking a
boy. Williams joined them and coughed to draw attention.

"Excuse me sir but the sandwiches and tea have arrived in the
kitchen. Shall I get my missus to help me serve them?"

"Yes, bring Sol's two boys and they can join us."

"Er, they're otherwise engaged sir. They're fucking two of yours at the
moment and wow, can that black boy go."

"Oh well. It's their fault if the tea's cold by the time they get here. Let
them know anyway."

"Yes sir. I'll get the big missus to bring the tea and sandwiches in. I've
just fucked him. He was nice and tight again."

"Excellent. Bring your other eight year old in so I can show him to Sol."

"Yes sir."

Sol was impressed at the quality of both male wives of Williams. Especially
the breasts of his older wife. "My, what nice nipples he's got.  Most of
the sailors on the yacht have similar ones and I love handling them when
I'm fornicating with them and this eight year old is pretty too but boys
must have pubic hair before I get sexually interested in them. I'd never
dream of trying anything with that four year old of yours even if I have
fallen in love with him."

"If you're in love with him, why don't you want to fuck him?"

"I just don't know why. I sleep with little ones and there's been times
when they've fellated me but only when they wanted to."

"Oh Sol. You've really got me intrigued about this secret place you told me
about. Why don't you show me it."

"Alright then and if I do, I'll not just ask for twelve million pounds but
something else too. Don't ask me what. I'll tell you later. We'll have to
go downstairs again. I'd like both of these wives to come with us and your
four year old too."

"Why?"

"I enjoy being in their presence that's all."

After they left the luxury suite entrance, they crossed the narrow bitumen
roadway and on the other side was a stone wall with ornamental bushes in
front. Sol pushed his way beteen them until he came upon a patch of grass
which had a slightly different texture to the rest. "See this Wally?

"Yes. It's grass isn't it?"

"That's what it's supposed to look like but it's imitation. Just watch." He
kneeled down and scrabbled at the edge of the grass material until his
fingers caught an edge then he tugged it upwards to reveal thin wooden
planks joined together. They appeared to form a small table top and there
was a brass handle at one side which he lifted and the piece of timber rose
easily.

"Look down there Wally."

The major general peered into the hole and saw some stairs. There's some
steps down there. Where do they go?"

"If this electric light switch just inside still works, we'll be able to
see." He felt around inside until the click of a switch could be heard and
the dark stairs became a lot more visible. "Ah. Now. If I'm right, you're
going to be surprised. I'll carry your little boy down and you follow so
that the other two can follow you and be safer."

What a cheek, thought the major general. Safer indeed. After all I'm not
exactly a nobody and these two behind me are ten a penny. But he said
nothing. The stairs were quite long and they were about fifty feet below
ground before he saw a stone floor lit by electric light bulbs. They
entered a chamber with a low arched roof and stacked against the wall were
the backs of what looked like paintings. Wooden crates were lined up
against the walls and a cupboard stood with its closed doors at the end of
the chamber.

"What's this place Sol?"

"Ah. I knew the Germans wouldn't have found this place because everything
seems to be undisturbed. They've brought the paintings in too."

"How do you mean?"

"These were my father's treasures. The paintings are by Canaletto, Rubens,
Giorgiono, El Greco and lots of others equally famous and worth millions.
Those crates hold gold ingots. I don't know how many but there's over three
tons and that cupboard over there contains his diamond collection. In all,
there'd be about twelve million pounds worth of stuff here and this is
where we start bargaining."

"For what?"

"Schloss Weinstien, these treasures and this little boy in my arms."

"But I've very little to bargain with. My little snookums isn't a virgin
any more because his brother's been up him and he's had plenty of other
cocks up him too, except mine alas."

"You also have your batman's wives here don't forget and there's your
snookums's brother too upstairs."

"But if I gave them to you. Where would I find the rest of the money?"

"There wouldn't be any rest of the money."

"What! Surely you don't mean a simple swap for all this?"

"Surely I do."

"I'm simply flabbergasted but all I can do is agree."

"Good. My identity has already been proved to the authorities and I'm my
father's only heir. I'll get my lawyers to make the swap legal and all you
have to do is sign a transfer document."

"Oh my God!"

"Now now for goodness sake. Let's keep religion out of this. Where can I
fuck your batman's big breasted wife."

"Right here if you want."

"Excellent. He's already nude and won't need lubricating because he's just
been fucked by your batman. Help me to bend him over."

There were wild scenes of jubiliation that night in the great banqueting
hall when the troops were told the news. The only one not celebrating was
Williams. He not only had very sore buttocks from the famous international
rugby player, Sidney Banks's muscled arm when he spanked him but he also
lost a wife with magnificent breasts and another wife with a tighter
arse. He would have been really upset if the major general hadn't promised
him a trip back to Dresden so he could get another male wife with even
better breasts and another virgin boy for a second wife. The major general
was already planning visit to a hacienda in Argentina where there were
almost three hundred special little creatures he intended to have lots of
fun with and where he would see his snookums again.

The end.