Art by Artur-AE

[wulf]

Very nice Artur. Loved the bit about the forced incest.

[artur-ae]

The cruel fate of a subversive FEME.

Secret meeting in one of the many torture facilities in the Esterian People's Republic.

"Eminence... Always at your service.
This disgusting socialist or communist whore will never again bare her breasts in one of her churches."

"I thank you, good man. I know that I can rely on righteous and moral people like you. I will pray for the People's Republic and for all men and women as capable as you. Please tell the dictator that I am very pleased."

[wulf]

The cruel fate of a subversive FEME.

Secret meeting in one of the many torture facilities in the Esterian People's Republic.

"Eminence... Always at your service.
This disgusting socialist or communist whore will never again bare her breasts in one of her churches."

"I thank you, good man. I know that I can rely on righteous and moral people like you. I will pray for the People's Republic and for all men and women as capable as you. Please tell the dictator that I am very pleased."

Woah.... they take their church protocol very serious in Esterian.
Maybe a bit much for me, but really nice work anyway. And thanks for sharing.

[artur-ae]

Your turn now.

I dared to do something different for a change. A picture completely without women. Only men. You can see six men, four of them are completely naked.
It deals, how can it be otherwise, of dictatorships in South America in the seventies.

Additional comment:
In a forum a member (@boomerman) gave me links to pages of archives in which I can deepen my knowledge about this time in Latin America. I have only begun to sift through these extensive archives. Therefore, I remain neutral in the location of events in this picture and do not name nations, places or intelligence agencies. I would like to thank again @boomerman very much.

Story:
A young German is with very narrow purse on South America trip, he has just completed his education and wants to treat himself to a longer time out. In a larger city he is glad that he got a free place to sleep for little money in a kind of commune. They have a lot to tell each other and talked until late at night, sang, drank and smoked.

Perhaps after one or two hours of sleep, he is abruptly awakened by loud screams and stomping feet on the creaking wooden floor. He is not yet really lucid when he is already lying, bound and blindfolded, with his new acquaintances in the tightest of spaces in a stuffy box truck. Ten men. What he doesn't know is that all the men he was arrested with are wanted subversives.

After a short time, everyone is sitting on the rough concrete floor of an old house. All now completely naked and with hands tied behind their backs with bags over their heads or blindfolds. Anyone who talks is shouted at harshly and beaten with a wooden club.
Silence returns. Only the soft moaning of the beaten can be heard in the background.

An unpleasant voice shouts loudly, "Your turn now!" One of the men is kicked, pulled up and dragged away. A door slams shut and silence reigns again, interrupted by the loud talking behind that door.
The talking is interrupted by muffled and slapping blows on the prisoner's naked body. The man screams out his pain and despair, his torturers keep laughing and beating. Silence. Then suddenly a shrill overlapping never-ending scream. It gets louder and shriller...until it no longer sounds human.
A guard outside the door says to his buddy: "They're starting early with electricity today. I guess Chris is not a good person to be around today. Ha... ha... harr." Fear and panic spreads among the nine prisoners. You can feel and smell the fear. Sweat of fear...

The door is pushed open with a clatter. You hear grinding noises on the floor. Then another clapping kick, then the voice: "Your turn now!"

From voice to voice it took about half an hour.

After the sixth prisoner, the German is almost gently pulled up by rough, calloused hands and placed on his feet. Behind him he feels the presence of a man smelling of old sweat, fresh blood and ejaculate. His stomach almost turns. Fear shoots into his stomach. Then he hears very softly from the unpleasant, disgusting voice:

"Your turn now..."

[wulf]

Your turn now.

I dared to do something different for a change. A picture completely without women. Only men. You can see six men, four of them are completely naked.
It deals, how can it be otherwise, of dictatorships in South America in the seventies.

Additional comment:
In a forum a member (@boomerman) gave me links to pages of archives in which I can deepen my knowledge about this time in Latin America. I have only begun to sift through these extensive archives. Therefore, I remain neutral in the location of events in this picture and do not name nations, places or intelligence agencies. I would like to thank again @boomerman very much.

Story:
A young German is with very narrow purse on South America trip, he has just completed his education and wants to treat himself to a longer time out. In a larger city he is glad that he got a free place to sleep for little money in a kind of commune. They have a lot to tell each other and talked until late at night, sang, drank and smoked.

Perhaps after one or two hours of sleep, he is abruptly awakened by loud screams and stomping feet on the creaking wooden floor. He is not yet really lucid when he is already lying, bound and blindfolded, with his new acquaintances in the tightest of spaces in a stuffy box truck. Ten men. What he doesn't know is that all the men he was arrested with are wanted subversives.

After a short time, everyone is sitting on the rough concrete floor of an old house. All now completely naked and with hands tied behind their backs with bags over their heads or blindfolds. Anyone who talks is shouted at harshly and beaten with a wooden club.
Silence returns. Only the soft moaning of the beaten can be heard in the background.

An unpleasant voice shouts loudly, "Your turn now!" One of the men is kicked, pulled up and dragged away. A door slams shut and silence reigns again, interrupted by the loud talking behind that door.
The talking is interrupted by muffled and slapping blows on the prisoner's naked body. The man screams out his pain and despair, his torturers keep laughing and beating. Silence. Then suddenly a shrill overlapping never-ending scream. It gets louder and shriller...until it no longer sounds human.
A guard outside the door says to his buddy: "They're starting early with electricity today. I guess Chris is not a good person to be around today. Ha... ha... harr." Fear and panic spreads among the nine prisoners. You can feel and smell the fear. Sweat of fear...

The door is pushed open with a clatter. You hear grinding noises on the floor. Then another clapping kick, then the voice: "Your turn now!"

From voice to voice it took about half an hour.

After the sixth prisoner, the German is almost gently pulled up by rough, calloused hands and placed on his feet. Behind him he feels the presence of a man smelling of old sweat, fresh blood and ejaculate. His stomach almost turns. Fear shoots into his stomach. Then he hears very softly from the unpleasant, disgusting voice:

"Your turn now..."

Though not quite my cup of tea, this has your usual great rendering and story line. Thanks for sharing.

[Zylinderrohr]

Hopefully the interrogations will be supervised and directed by a female interrogator ..,

[artur-ae]

Medical Checkup.

On the way to the interrogation room, the smelly guy said to me, "Stay here and spread your legs! You are German, you will be medically checked first!"

::That's good... maybe they will let me go after the examination. It may well be that they are afraid of repressive measures from Germany...::

I hadn't finished the thought when I got such a brutal kick in the balls that I immediately went black. The last thing I heard was a laughing female voice.
"He is absolutely suitable for interrogation.... he's very tough and very resilient! I recommend interrogating him much more vigorously than the others. I'll come with you and help your team..."

[wulf]

Medical Checkup.

On the way to the interrogation room, the smelly guy said to me, "Stay here and spread your legs! You are German, you will be medically checked first!"

::That's good... maybe they will let me go after the examination. It may well be that they are afraid of repressive measures from Germany...::

I hadn't finished the thought when I got such a brutal kick in the balls that I immediately went black. The last thing I heard was a laughing female voice.
"He is absolutely suitable for interrogation.... he's very tough and very resilient! I recommend interrogating him much more vigorously than the others. I'll come with you and help your team..."

A little something for the dominant ladies to enjoy.... and maybe others as well.
Another awesome piece of artwork, and thanks for sharing.

[artur-ae]

Man at Work.

After that I kicking the German unconscious with a really brutal kick in his balls, the guys hung him up by his balls. As soon as he woke up the guys beat him brutally with chains, batons and whips and elicited inhuman screams from him.

::Shit... Shit... I'm already getting all wet in the crotch... hopefully the guys don't see that... what are they supposed to think of such a horny doctor...::

"Hey you, with the whip... hit him hard in his balls! Let's see if he thereby gives a few louder and shriller screams from himself. Maybe even a little jerky rocking. The eggs are not yet really swollen and blue".

::Did I really say that now? I did not even know that I am such a horny and sadistic bitch.::

Note:
With this picture ends my trilogy of the German who got into the clutches of a South American military dictatorship in the seventies.
With this project I have entered new territory. Also in the execution of the text I have tried something. Thoughts I have marked so in the text ::thoughts:: I hope that has been recognized.

I hope you liked it a little bit. And also hope that I have not irritated you too much with the deviation from my usual pictures.

Many greetings.
Artur

[petelobo]

Just a reminder: Girls in Merciless Peril is GIMP.