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L.A. EYES ( Katy & Crimson )

Before Samantha appeared in the drawing room, Alexander was filling the new comers in on the details of what had been happening. He had said that Mike Grant was having trouble finding and killing Mathew Knight. It seemed that Mathew had dropped out of sight. Mr. Smythe then suggested that they should go after someone that Knight cares about. That sounded like a good plan, but no one could came up with a name of someone to go after. Samantha was already under their thumbs, so she couldn't be used. It was Alexandria who suggested that they go after Nina Chambers. Alexander liked that idea, he then asked Mr. Rooker to go find her. Sir Charles spoke up and said that Mr. Smythe would go with Mr. Rooker to find Nina. When Samantha came in they were already done speaking about this subject.

Mr. Smythe grinned as Samantha came over to him & Jessica. " You've been taught some manners I see. " Smythe said as his eyes worked up and down on Samantha's body. " Sadly......I can't stay for any fun......Mr. Rooker has kindly offered to show me Los Angeles. " Smythe added as he and Mr. Rooker stood up from the table. " We'll be back after we pick up your package. " Mr. Rooker said to Alexander then the two men left the drawing room. Rooker knew enough about Nina too know where she would hangout, where she shopped and where she lived. He was confident that they would find her before to long.

Sir Nigel had his meeting with Mathew & Max to talk over their own plans. Mathew was going to the church run by Reverend Cross too find evidence and information. Sir Nigel was going undercover once more. The FBI already had info on where some of these Nazi's were staying while in Los Angeles. Sir Nigel would join them and end up at Alexander's house in time for the party.
 
As Mr Smythe and Mr Rooker left Samantha stayed standing where she was next to Jessica. Jessica stood up with the hint of a smile playing around her mouth. She began to walk slowly around Samantha trailing her hand over various parts of Samantha's body as she did. Tummy. Hip. Ass. Hip. Tummy.

"This is what you've been missing Sammy. All those years when you denied Charles. But he always knew what you were. When you let Mr Fowler take you for that first time just after your 16th birthday...the way you you let him take you... You confirmed what he always knew. And now here you are. The perfect whore." Suddenly Jessica grabbed a handful of Samantha's hair and pulled her head back. Samantha squealed. Everyone in the room was watching and smiling.

"and now..." Jessica leaned in speaking almost in Samantha's ear but loud enough for all to hear. "... Your rightful husband gets to present you to the fuhrer...to the reich. And your going to whore your way around the room for no other reason than you enjoy it...want it...crave it don't you." When Samantha didn't answer, Jessica slapped her face. "DON'T YOU?"

"Yes Mistress."

Jessica's smiled and rubbed her hand over the cheek she had just slapped.

"Yes. Now I think you'd better start to get ready. You need to be perfectly presented for your big night."

"Jessica is right" Alexander said. He clicked his fingers and the girl who had brought Jessica her breakfast suddenly appeared. She walked up to Samantha and led her back to her room. A steaming bath was drawn. On the bed a small red lace robe had been laid out and a pair of 5inch red heels were on the floor.

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On the dresser the necklace was laid out also.

"Someone will come to fetch you when they are ready. You need to be ready too." And with that she left, this time locking the door behind her.
 
Mathew arrived at the People's Temple Church late that afternoon. He had hidden his car in the woods at the bottom of the hill that the church sat on. Mathew climbed the hill being careful to keep out of sight. He spotted 6 cars sitting out front of the church. These cars weren't in the parking lot, but along the front. There was some noises coming from inside the church which didn't sound like anything that would normally come from any church. These sounds were being made by a tape machine playing German marching music from World War II. Mathew noticed a few men standing out front with the cars. There was no way he was getting passed them. Mathew circled around and came in from behind the church. The People's Temple Church didn't look like any church Mathew had ever seen before. It was just a large one story all white building. Mathew slipped up to the back where he found a rear service door. This door was open and Mathew slipped inside. He could hear the music even better and along with the music were cheers of " Hail Hitler! "

Mathew wanted to take a look at what was going on inside the main area of the church, but he had a job to do. He checked around the rear area of the church and found no one. He checked each room and didn't find anything that would help the F.B.I. with their case. That music kept playing and Mathew still wondered what they were doing? He was going to take a look when he spotted a door which had private written acrossed it. " Now that could be something. " Mathew said as he took a quick look around then opened the door. This door opened up to reveal a set of stairs which went down. It was dark down below and Mathew had no idea what this was. Mathew felt around until he found a light switch and with a flick of his finger, the lights came on. The stairs led down to a basement, Mathew pulled his .45 from inside his coat and started down the stairs. The basement was sold cement and once at the bottom of the stairs, Mathew could see a hallway. It was short in length, running only about 60 feet. There were four doors along this hallway and Mathew planned on checking each one. Mathew checked the first two finding weapons in the first and some kind of break room in the second. The third was an office and Mathew quickly ducked inside. Mathew started looking through each of the 4-6 drawer filing cabinets that were inside after slipping his pistol back into the holster. It didn't take long for Mathew to find the information that he was looking for. These filing cabinets were a gold mine of information that the Feds could use.

Mathew took a couple pieces of paper for his friend Max. He tucked them into his inside coat pocket, then Mathew spotted another piece of paper. This was had a list of name of those people working for the Nazi's and how much they were being paid. Alexander Chessman was at the top of that list. The sixth name on that list brought hurt, sickness and anger too Mathew. That name belonged to Mike Grant who Mathew had always thought of as a friend. It showed that Reverend Cross and the Nazi's paid Grant $50,000 dollars this year. Mathew then found another list dated last year which showed Mike received $25,000 dollars from the Nazi's last year. Mathew tucked both lists into his coat, he would give one too Max. The other Mathew needed to show someone who the real Mike Grant really was. The sounds of two men talking filled the hallway outside the room Mathew was in. He closed the drawer of the filing cabinet and pulled his pistol again. Mathew took up a place near to the doorway as he listened. The voices were talking about how great the new Fuhrer looked and how he would rebuild the Nazi Empire. The two men passed by the room where Mathew was in. They walked into the fourth room just acrossed the hall from where Mathew was now hiding. Mathew carefully and quietly opened the door, then stepped out into the hall. He moved to the fourth door which was open just a bit. The two men inside were dressed in Nazi uniforms, one was sitting at a Radio set while the other was now talking on a telephone. Mathew slipped down the hallway and back up the stairs. He was going to leave, but he had too find out who this new Fuhrer was. Mathew made his way to the front of the church. Everyone was now outside the church and Mathew peeked through an open window.

The sight that met Mathew's eyes was stunning. Mathew was staring straight at a man who looked a lot like Adolf Hitler. He had the same dark hair style as Hitler and the same small mustache. This man however was a bit taller, more well built and younger looking. Mathew could hear these men speaking in German while out front. It was a good thing that Mathew had learned some German during the war. He heard them talking about a party at Chessman's house later that same night. This party would feature the meeting between the Fuhrer and his Reich Whore. Then Mathew heard them say Samantha's name. She was going to be given to this man who as it turned out was Hitler's son! The fact that Adolf Hitler had a son was a closely guarded secret and for good reason. He would have suffered at the hands of the allies after the war. America & Great Britain would have jailed him and surely the Russians would have killed him. Mathew thought that he could easily kill this man now, but that wouldn't help Samantha. Such an act would only make Chessman run and he would take Samantha with him. Mathew needed to save Samantha, he couldn't pull the trigger.

Mathew turned and left those men behind. He left the church with the information that that Max needed. It took Mathew a little longer to reach his car with all those men hanging around. But Mathew did reach his car and was soon speeding away. He stopped at a gas station not far away and called Max. Mathew told Max that he found what he wanted and he was coming too Max's office. 45 minutes later, Mathew arrived at the Federal Building in downtown Los Angeles. He quickly went to Max's office, gave him the papers that Mathew took. Mathew then told Max the incredible tail of seeing Hitler's son. Max at first found it hard to believe, but he knew Mathew wasn't one to make bad jokes. Mathew told Max about the party at Chessman's house and that the new Fuhrer would be there. Max laid out a plan where the church would be raided at the same time that Chessman's house would be. The F.B.I. would need some help on this. Mathew suggested the LAPD which Max didn't like since they had a mole inside. Mathew showed Max Grant's name on the list and said that he was the mole. They could get help from the LAPD, they just needed to go around Mike Grant. Mathew said that he would speak with Ben, which is why he wanted the second list.

Once the two raids were set, Mathew placed a call to Ben down at the station. He asked Ben to meet him at the donut shop a few blocks from the station. Once Ben agreed too meet with Mathew in private, Mathew left Max's office. Max started to make phone calls. He wanted as many agents on these two busts as possible. 20 minutes later Mathew was sitting in the donut shop when Ben walked in. He joined Mathew in a booth and the two men started talking. Ben thought that Mathew was crazy to think that Mike would be working for the Nazi's. But his mind was quickly changed when he saw the payment list and Mike's name on it. Mathew laid out the planned raids and he asked for Ben to hand pick two teams of officers who could be trusted. Ben agreed and said he would pick those men himself. The two men parted ways at the donut shop. Ben returned to the station and Mathew headed for Nina's house. He hadn't seen her in a few days and just wanted to check up on her. Upon arriving at Nina's house, Mathew found her front door was open. It wasn't like Nina to just leave her door open wide. Mathew pulled his weapon and went inside. There was clear signs of a struggle inside, a lamp had been knocked to the floor and smashed. A couple of chairs had been turned over. Mathew knew that Nina had been taken, but he wasn't sure by who. The phone then rang, Mathew picked it up and Alexander Chessman was on the other end. " Hello Mr. Knight.......By now you've already guessed that I have Nina Chambers......If you want too see her alive again.......Be at my house in the Hollywood Hills around 9pm......I'm having a party and your to be an honored guest.......Oh and Samantha will be there also.......She's become quite the hungry whore in the time that she's been away from you.........And please come alone.......The party could become quite messy for Nina and Samantha if you don't. " Chessman then hung up the phone on his end. He looked around at Sir Charles, Jessica, Alexandria, Mr. Smythe, Mr. Rooker and Nina who was tied and gagged. " Well......We'll have a pleasant surprise for the Fuhrer.....The execution of a major headache. " Chessman then ordered Mr. Rooker and Smythe to take Nina down to the basement where she would be kept until the party started.

Mathew hung up the phone and left Nina's house. He wouldn't call Max and tell him not to show up at Chessman's house. Mathew knew that Chessman would kill Nina either way. So the raids would take place, but Mathew would be at the party long before Max arrived. Mathew looked at his watch after getting into his car. It was now 5pm and the party would start in an hour and Mathew was due to arrive around 9. There was nothing more for Mathew to do but wait. He pulled out and headed for his office. It would be safe to go there now that Chessman knew that Mathew would be at the party.
 
Samantha took the bath, savouring the heat of the water and sweet smell of the rich oils which had been mixed with it. When she stepped out, her skin was flushed. She dried herself off and then slipped into the flimsy red lace robe. It barely covered anything but then of course it wasn't supposed to cover anything. And she suspected that it wouldnt take long before the robe was removed and she was left to spend the rest of the evening - however long that might be - entirely naked. She slipped her feet into the heels and secured the SS necklace aorund her neck.

She didn't have to wait too long before she heard the key in the lock. She expected the door to open to to see Charles standing there. But it wasn't Charles who had come to fetch her. It was Mr. Smythe. As soon as she saw him at the door, she stood up and stepped forward. He came into the room, looking her up and down. Slowly he walked around behind her. Samantha kept looking forward, feeling her heart pounding in anticipation. Smythe smiled to himself. He could tell that Samantha was expecting him to touch her. He could tell that she wanted him to touch her. But he wasn't going to or at the very least he was going to make her wait. He leaned forward and little and spoke into her ear.

"The people waiting out there... they are here to see the Fuhrer. To pay their respects and proclaim their loyalty to him." He reached up and suddenly grabbed a large handful of her still damp hair and pulled her head back making her gasp and groan.

"But they also know that Sir Charles is presenting his wife as new Reich whore. That's what you are Samantha. That's what youve always bee. From the moment Mr Fowler first fucked you in your father's stable." He turned her head so that she was looking directly up at him.

"When he made you his bitch.... just like Hess did last night so I hear." Smythe smiled at her, knowing that she was remembering that first time with Fowler and then the first time with Alexandra's dog.

"Do you want me to fuck you now... before I take you out there?.... Do you?" Samantha stared at him for a moment and then nodded. "Yes" she gasped as Smythe's grip tighted a little more in her hair. She saw his smile broadened. He brought his free hand up and took hold of her chin as he leaned a little further and kissed her hard on the mouth, his tounge pushing deep into her mouth. He felt her respond almost immediately, heard her moan as she kissed him back hungrily. He lingered for a moment and then he broke the kiss. Still smiling.

"Just like always huh Samanth? Always needing to be fucked? Well you are going to have to wait a little longer this evening." With that he stpped a little to the side, but kept hold of her hair and he eased her forward, walking her out of the room and towards the doors leading to the patio area where she had spent most of the previous evening.
 
Most of the guests were already outside by the pool talking about how great this night was going to be. General Oberg was there along with Captain Brunner, Mr. Rooker, Sir Charles, Reverend Cross, Alexander, Mike Grant, Alexandria, Jessica, SS Colonel Hans Brack, Fausta Grables, Baroness Eva Strauss and others Samantha hadn't met before. Most were in German uniforms of one style or another. Some were officers while many were just soldiers. They were all waiting on the Fuhrer to arrive and many were looking forward too seeing Samantha for the first time. The stories of what Samantha did at her father old barn, and what happened last night were being talking about. These stories were accompanied by the tails of Samantha when she was younger and being fucked by Mr. Fowler and Mr. Saxon in the stables. Such stories only made everyone who hadn't met Samantha before more eager too see her in the flesh. Mike told one group of men that Samantha was a true cock whore while Mr. Rooker told another group that Samantha couldn't get enough cum. He added that she could milk every man dry and still be begging for more.

Mr. Smythe kept a tight hold on Samantha's hair while they walked from her bedroom, down the hall and down the stairs. He told Samantha that they would have 2 very special guests who would be arriving later. He of course didn't say that those guests would be Mathew & Nina and that Nina was even now tied up and gagged in the basement of the house. Smythe wanted Samantha to be very surprised by who these guests were. He did warn Samantha that she needed to show proper respect to the Fuhrer once he arrived. Any discordance wold be dealt with harshly and in front of those watching. Smythe hinted that even Hess may show up and show everyone just how much Samantha enjoyed becoming his bitch. He followed that with an evil laugh as they reached the patio doors. The sounds of people talking could easily be heard and it was obvious that the number of people was greater then the part last night.
 
As they approached the door which led to the patio, Samantha became conscious that there were quite a lot more people outside compared to the previous evening. Suddenly she felt the butterflies in her stomach, felt nervous at being paraded in front of so many people looking like she did. But she also couldn't deny the growing sense of excitement that she was feeling. She wondered perhaps for the first time whether everyone was right; was this what she was born for? Was the need for this what Fowler and Saxon, and then men like Sir Charles and Alexander had instilled in her...heightened and fostered?

She felt the cool air hit her body as she stepped outside with Mr Smythe. His stride was purposeful and her steps had to be quicker to keep up with him. Whilst he kpt hold of her head, she was still able to look around a little. People were stood in small groups, mostly men that she hadn't met before, all with a glass in their hand. She saw smiles appearing on faces as they turned and looked at her. She saw people leaning into their friends and making a comment about her but she could hear what. Then she started to see people she did know. And her nerves... and excitement... grew a little more. Thn she saw Charles, smiling, waiting for her as he stood with a group of uniformed officers. General Oberg and Captain Brunner were in their grey uniforms; Colonel Brack' s was the black of the SS. Mr Smythe said nothing as he brought her to a stop in front of Sir Charles. He said nothing as he let go of her hair. Samantha saw the four men each taking their time to look over her body.

"Thank you Mr Smythe." Charles said. "Samantha. I believe you have had the pleasure of meeting these fine officers before." Samantha swallowed and looked around at them. "Yes Charles."

"She looks very good Charles." Colonel Brack said. "Marriage to you has obviously set well with her." Her reached out a hand and took hold of her chin, lifting it so that Samantha looked up at him. "You look like you better understand you place than when we last met, girl. Your education has clearly served you well."

Samantha stared at him. "Yes Colonel."

"And I'm sure Samantha wants to thank you Colonel for your part in that, don't you my dear?"

Samantha's mind flashed with images from their time in the barn on her father's estate. She swallowed. "Yes Sir. Thank you." Colonel Brack smiled. "Yes well perhaps before we are done this evening and after the Fuhrer has... Enjoyed your company, I might teach you again."

"Yes Colonel." Brack nodded and let go of her chin.

"And General Oberg. Captain Brunner. I believe you met my wife last evening." Charles continued, enjoying the presentation of his property.

"Indeed." The General reached for Samantha's hand and brought it to his mouth, kissing it softly.

"Alexander told me this afternoon that her behaviour was appropriate?" Charles' statement was a question as much as it was a statement.

"Indeed. You should greet your husband properly though my dear. Just because he is not in a uniform does not mean you can disrespect his place." Samantha looked to Sir Charles, back to the General, nodded, and then back to Charles. She stepped close to him and leaned in, pressing her body against his. She kissed his mouth, felt his wet kiss in return as he placed a hand at the small of her back, pulled her closer still, and kissed her harder. He knew that almost everyone there would be watching. His hand slid down to her ass and he squeezed it hard which brought a moan from Samantha as she continued to kiss her husband.
 
Colonel Brack looked on as Samantha & Charles kissed. The change in Samantha was quite clear and it pleased him greatly. This was the Samantha that could be presented to the Fuhrer as the New Reich Whore. Brack wasn't the only one pleased by how far Samantha had come. Fausta Grables & Baroness Eva Strauss stood about 20 feet away from Samantha talking with Mr. Rooker & Mike Grant. They had filled the German ladies in on how Samantha spent the night before. This small group become a bit larger when Jessica & Alexandria joined them. Jessica spun her own tail of Samantha's deeds after the barn. She told the others about the wedding and how Samantha handed out blow jobs like thank you gifts. Fausta & Eva were delighted too hear that Samantha was beginning too see the truth about who and what she really was.

Reverend Cross came walking up towards Charles & Samantha. Alexander was following close behind him. " You love your husband.....Don't you Samantha?........Just as you love being the New Whore of the Fourth Reich? " Reverend Cross said as Alexander began stroking his hand over the back of Samantha's head. Silence had fallen over everyone who as watching. They listened closely for Samantha's answer and watched as Sir Charles broke the kiss, but kept his hands firmly on her ass.
 
When the kiss was finally broken by Sir Charles, he kept her close to him; kept her body against his and he kept her hand on her ass. The red lace offered a teasing view of her body. Nothing was hidden but at the same time nothing was fully in view apart from her limbs and her face. Samantha looked at Reverend Cross as he approached and she heard his questions as he made no attempt to hide the fact that he was looking longingly over her body, remembering his own time with her the previous evening.

Did she love her husband? She had disliked the made since she was a child; disliked his sexual innuendo and his wandering hands and as she got older, his crude comments. But truth was she was becoming... attracted? No. Addicted! Yes addicted to the way he treated her and the way he made her feel. She craved him now almost as much as she did men like Fowler and Smythe. She didn't get a chance to answer the Reverend's question. Charles spoke for her, and even that seemed appropriate. In fact, her father would have been pleased that she stayed silent and let her husband speak. That was the mark of a wife who knew her place.

"She was born and bred for it Reverend Cross. I hear you were witness to her ... Temperament last night."

"Indeed I did Sir Charles. I think you can be assured that she serviced us all very well... Even Hess." Some of the men started to chuckle. Charles looked at Samantha. "So I heard... I always considered putting her to my hounds when she was younger, but I hear Hess is a fine animal and he took her well." He enjoyed watching Samantha as he spoke of her as if she wasn't there. He saw her cheeks flush just a little and smiled. At some point he would talk to Alexandria about arranging for Hess to see his bitch again whilst he was there. At the moment though, the anticipation was growing as the time for the Fuhrer's arrival drew near.
 
From where Alexandria was standing she heard Sir Charles talking about Samantha & Hess. A sly smile slowly drew over her face as she left Jessica, Mike Grant and Rooker. " My dear Sir Charles......Hess would love another chance to mate with his bitch.......And I'm sure everyone here would enjoy watching Samantha put on another show. " Alexandria said as she walked up to where he stood with Samantha and Reverent Cross. " No doubt Samantha is already wet just thinking about being taken by Hess in front of everyone. " Alexandria continued as she moved closer to Samantha. She raised her right hand and let it brush against Samantha's cheek. " You want to show all of these people just how much of a cock whore you really are......Don't you Samantha? " Alexandria's fingers gently stroked over the soft skin of Samantha's blushing cheek.

" I will go and bring Hess here......Once you see him.....Strip and drop down before him......Let him kiss you with his tongue......Let him smell your arousal......Then beg for him to fuck you. " Alexandria told Samantha just what she needed to do. Sir Charles was very pleased at the offer that Alexandria made. He did want too see his wife being used by a huge beast. Alexandria turned and left. She disappeared into the house. Those nearby heard what had been talked about and that told those who didn't hear. All eyes were now on Samantha as they waited for Alexandria to reappear with Hess.
 
Samantha stiffened a little. Part of her balked against the idea. Part of her really didn't want to be humiliated like that again and in front of so many people, but in her head she couldn't help but remember how good it felt. She had never been fucked like that before. She stared at Alexandria, eyes wide and bright. She looked around her, seeing faces looking, other turning to look. She could see as word of what was going to happen moved through the group. She swallowed hard as she saw the reactions of people she knew and didn't know. And then she heard the dog's claws on the concrete as Alexandria stepped back out with Hess pulling against his leash. She heard someone comment on how eager he was to get to his bitch. Alexandria brought him to the group and issued a command in German for the dog to sit. Sir Charles looked at his wife, smirking.

"We'll my dear. Say thank you to your Mistress and do what she told you to do."

Samantha looked at him, hesitated for a moment and then gave a slight nod. She turned back to look at Alexandria. She began to undo the lace robe. Charles stepped behind her and slipped it off her shoulders before taking it from her. As Samantha had still said nothing, he took the opportunity to give her bare ass a hard sharp smack, making her jump and squeal. Hess barked twice which caused a few laughs and comments about him giving instructions.

"Th..thank you Mistress" she said as she moved down onto her knees and then her hands. Hess stood up and was a few inches taller than Samantha was on all fours. Samantha's face was about a foot away from the dog, as Alexandria reached down and unhooked the dogs leash.

"There she is boy. There's your bitch." She reached across and took hold of Samantha's hair, pulling her head up and back. The dog stepped forwards and began to lick her face... Licking her chin and mouth.

"Open your mouth Samantha. Nice and wide for him" people laughed again as Samantha closed her eyes, cringing a little as she felt the dogs tongue starting to lick inside her mouth. She heard odd calls of encouragement for the dog and she was sure she could almost feel the dog responding. Then the dog stopped. Alexandria pulled him way and the looked at Samantha. Smiling. Expectant.

"Tell Hess what you want my dear. Beg him to fuck you again." She looked up at Charles, in the way that a dog would ordinarily look up at its owner, and then she looked back at Hess. Again her mind drifted back to how good it had felt last night.

"Pl...please fuck me Hess."

"Louder my dear." Charles was enjoying himself.

"Fuck me...please...please will you fuck me Hess" more laughter. Some clapping. More encouragement for Hess who proceeded to walk around Samantha.
 
Hess had become the superstar of the show. People were cheering him on in both English & German. For most everyone at this party, seeing a dog fucking a woman was something totally new. None had expected to be treated to the show from last night which had been on everyone's lips. The tail of Samantha & Hess was told almost like a love story by those who watched for themselves last night. Hess loved his new bitch and Samantha loved how he made her howl with pleasure. People started to move around the patio to get better views of Samantha and her lover. Sir Charles never looked prouder of his wife. He was joined by Mr. Smythe & Jessica who wanted a closer view of the show.

Samantha's words were heard by Hess and almost as if he understood what she was saying, Hess started to move. He slowly walked around Samantha sniffing parts of her body. Hess sniffed her hands and right arm. He continued to sniff down her right side ending up at her ass. His wet large snout pressed against Samantha's pussy as he took in her scent. Samantha could try and deny what her body really wanted, but she couldn't hide the smell of her arousal from Hess. This powerful scent told the dog that Samantha was hot and in need of mating. After taking a good long smell, Hess let his thick rough tongue lick over Samantha's pussy. " That's it boy!......Get her good and worked up! " Mr. Rooker was only a few feet away from Samantha when he spoke. He could see Samantha's face and the look of pure pleasure that had just washed over it. Hess raised his head and let out a bark as if to tell Rooker that he would. The people enjoyed how smart Hess was and many were complementing Alexandria on what a fine animal he was. Alexandria had raised Hess from the time when he was just a pup. She trained him specially for using women in this way. Hess had fucked more human women then he had female dogs. Hess had licked Samantha's pussy a few more times while his red cock grew long and very hard. Some of the women watch Samantha gasped at how huge Hess's cock had become. Even Jessica looked on feeling her own pussy growing wet. " Having such a beast would be very enjoyable. " Jessica thought too herself.

Hess removed his head from Samantha's dripping cunt, then he jumped onto her back. His large front paws hooked around her hips and pulled her back as his hips thrusted forwards. Hess sank his huge red cock deep into Samantha's cunt with one mighty thrust. The crowd clapped and cheered when Hess started fucking Samantha wildly.
 
Samantha's breathing was short and shallow as she anticipated the dog's actions, on her hands and knees conscious of the dog moving down her right side. Part of her was self conscious with the crowd around her watching and encouraging the dog, commenting on her, on her body, referring to her as a slut and a whore and a bitch. And then she felt Hess's nose at her hot wet pussy. She gasped. Instinctively... Without thinking, she moved her left knee away from the right, opening herself for the dog. He started to lick and she moaned again, louder this time, her head falling forwards. She herd Mr Rooker calling out, heard the dog respond.

She squealed as the dog mounted her, but she barely his claws scratching her skin in her anticipation of what she was about to feel. And as his cock sank into her she groaned loudly. The dog was a powerful animal and it hammered into her body. As she had the previous evening, she struggled to keep her elbows locked supporting the weight of the dog and herself as the animal drove into her, making her gasp and pant.
 
Everyone watching had smiles on their faces. Some were even laughing while cheering Hess on. Alexandria lowered herself down in front of Samantha. She reached out with her left hand placing it under Samantha's chin and lifted her head. " You do love how Hess fucks you......Don't you Samantha? " Alexandria had a huge sinful grin on her face as she spoke. " Tell Hess how much you love it.......Tell him to fuck you hard........Tell him you are his bitch. " Alexandria had just finished speaking when Sir Charles turned towards Mr. Smythe. The two men had huge smiles on their faces. Smythe was kicking himself for not giving Samantha to Sir Charles's dogs when he had the chance. He thought back to when Samantha was in the old barn and she had been disobedient. Smythe threatened Samantha with spending time in the hounds pen. Right now, Smythe was wishing he had dragged her there and let those animals use her all night long. They had done that with Samantha's mother and it broke her from every disobedient again.

" Come on Samantha!.......Speak up so Hess can hear you! " Smythe yelled out from behind Samantha. She wouldn't be able too see Smythe, but she could hear him. Samantha would no not to disobey anyone at this point in time. Smythe's words really weren't for Hess, he wanted Samantha's voice to be loud enough for everyone watching too hear.
 
Breathing hard, whimpering in a way that made her every bit the bitch at least as far as the audience were concerned, Samantha stared up at Alexandria, eyes wide. She tried to concentrate on what Alexandria was saying to her, but the force that the dog was fucking her with made it difficult.

"Y...y...yes ...m...mi...mistress. I...I love... How he...aaarrghhhhh fucks... me ...ohhh god." Alexandria smiled and ran her thumb over Samantha's lower lip. " I.. Love it..." Samantha heard mr Smythe's shouted instruction and she flinched a little. She watched Alexandria look up and behind her to where Smythe was standing, saw her smile spread wider, before her gaze came back down to look at Samantha. "You heard the man Prissy. Do as you are told now. Your only obligation is to do as you are told." Samantha nodded slightly and recited the words louder than before. She could see how Alexandria enjoyed her humiliation.

"Ryan would have been pleased with your performance Prissy. He would have been a true Master to you. You would have been put in you proper place years ago. Just like this. On all fours. Begging for cock. This is all you are good for Prissy."
 
While watching Samantha getting fucked by Hess and after hearing what Alexandria had said, Jessica stepped closer to where Samantha was. " Samantha has always been a true cock whore.....She never cared who's cock it was.......Just as long as it was big and hard. " Jessica said with a smirk. She looked down on Samantha then moved to where Samantha could see her. " You know deep in your heart that you were born to be a whore........Your mother was a whore as was your grandmother......Getting fucked by Hess only proves everyone was right from the beginning about you. " Jessica was enjoying this more then most of the others. She grew up with Samantha and knew of Samantha's dirty deeds from the time when she first was used by Mr. Fowler. " Your mother was fucked by dogs.......I hear she still lets the dogs use her from time to time. " Jessica's words were confirmed by Mr. Smythe who admitted that Samantha's mother would spend time in the dogs pen letting them fuck her.

These stories only made the crowd want too see more of Samantha and Hess. The people started to chant Hess's name over and over while he slammed his might cock into Samantha's pussy. His knot slowly worked it's way down the forced it's self down stretching Samantha's opening even more. They were now locked together and only Hess cumming would separate them.
 
As Alexandria continued to hold her head, Samantha's gaze shifted as Jessica moved into her line of sight. Over her own gasps and moans she heard Jessica's comments about what she was... about her mother. Even with Hess's cock moving quickly in and out of her dripping cunt, her mind flashed back moments from her childhood...to her late teens and early 20s. She screamed as the dog's knot pushed inside her and Jessica laughed.

"Mr Fowler and Mr Saxon used to make you scream like that didn't they Sammy? You were such a stupid fucking whore thinking that none of the staff knew what was happening...knew what you were. Knew what you were looking for every time you went into the stables. Hungry for cock." Samantha could see herself walking into the stables. She remembered how she felt. She remembered how much she wanted one of the men to be there... to find her... to use her. That first time with Mr Fowler had changed her life.

"The entire county knew that the Earl's daughter was a whore to her father's staff. A cock hungry whore always ready to be used, isn't that right Sammy?" Samantha just looked at her, whimpering and gasping. Alexandria swiftly slapped her face. "Answer her Prissy. Tell us all what you were...what you are."

Samantha squealed at the slap. "Ye...yes... I... Was a...whore." Alexandria slapped her face again. "Was?"

"Ooww....I...AM...a...whore..." Alexandria slapped her face again. "What kind of whore prissy?"

"OooOOWWW ... A... Cock hungry... Whore...I wanted...needed them...to...to...fuck me."
 
Those looking on ate up Samantha's confession like it was candy. They laughed, clapped their hands and even cheered for the cock loving whore. Hess was brutal in his fucking of Samantha. He never once slowed down or stopped. His hard meaty cock just pounded Samantha's cunt without mercy. Finally the huge dog began to whimper and a clear liquid could been seen starting to pour from Samantha's slit. Alexandria announced to those who didn't know what was going on that Hess was cumming inside of his bitch's cunt. The knot slowly went down and Hess was able to pull himself free of Samantha. Many in the crowd thought that the show was over, but they were wrong. Alexandria called Hess around to where he was standing in front of Samantha. Her face looking straight at his side. Alexandria then grabbed Samantha by the hair and lifted her head up after it had dropped down slightly. " You know that you're not done prissy!.......All good cock whores clean up after their mess!.......Now do what you do best!......Clean Hess's cock!.....And if you do a good enough job.......Hess will reward you by filling your belly with more of his cum. " Alexandria held Samantha's head firmly then she pushed and pulled Samantha until she was under the large dog's body. Everyone continued too look on. Most of the women in the crowd really wondered whether Samantha would take a dog's cock into her mouth? Having a dog fuck you was one thing, but cleaning his cock and drinking his cum was a different story.
 
The dog came into Samantha's view, it's cock still long...hard...dark red...shiny... She felt a sudden sting on her ass as Mr Smythe hit hard with his open hand and she squealed.

"Do I need to get a riding crop Samantha. Do as your mistress tells you!" The dog barked as if reinforcing the orders she had been given and the audience laughed. Samantha opened her mouth as she was brought to the dog's cock and licked at it, just a little at first and then longer licks. The dog took a step forward and almost without thinking about it, Samantha took its cock into her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth.

"Like I said. A true cock whore. Any cock will do wont it Sammy. Always hungry."

The crowd looked on. Some in awe. Some laughing and clapping. Some commenting on how they'd never seen anything like it. On how this bitch really was a dirty fucking whore.
 
Many of the women who were just guests, looked on with disgust written on the faces. It was surly one thing too fuck a dog, but then to take it's cock into your mouth and suck it was another. At least that's what they showed on the outside. Truth be told, they were all wet from watching Samantha's sex show. Jessica found herself in envy of Samantha and she hated her for it. This was something that Jessica wanted too try, but she would never do it here. Hess stood there, looking very much like a statue. His tongue was the only thing moving on his body as it slowly worked in and out of his mouth. The crowed could see that Samantha was now into sucking Hess's massive red cock. She was clearly not only just cleaning him, she was working on making Hess cum again. Those watch started to chant Hess's name. It started slowly at first with just a couple of men. It soon grew into 10, then 20, then everyone was chanting Hess while clapping their hands together. Mr. Rooker knelt down when he saw something dripping from Samantha's chin. It first he thought that it was saliva, then it hit him. " Samantha has made Hess cum in her mouth! " Mr. Rooker proudly announced as he stood back up. This news brought a cheer from those who were watching.

Hess's cock was shooting his watery cum into Samantha's mouth. It was like a squirt gun going off, a large squirt gun that is. Alexandria reached down and rubbed Hess behind his ears. She told him what a good boy he had been. Once Hess had stopped cumming, he pulled himself away from Samantha. He spun around and barked at her. It was clear that Hess had become Samantha's master which brought laughter from the crowd. Alexandria led Hess away to the cheers of everyone. Not long after Alexandria left, a man rushed out to the patio. He was wearing a German soldiers uniform and whispered something too Alexander. " Our Fuhrer will be here in less then 10 minutes! " Alexander told everyone the news then he ordered two large men to take Samantha to the other side of the pool. There was a garden hose laying over there. They would clean Samantha up using this hose so she could be ready for the Fuhrer. She would then be given a towel to dry off.
 
Breathing hard, Samantha wiped her hand across her mouth, just as two Stormtroopers came over to her and bodily picked her up, one on each arm. They were both smirking. For most of the crowd, the announcement of the Fuhrer's arrival was enough for them to forget about the whore. It was true that, tomorrow, they would tell their friends whaat they had seen and they would talk about it between themselves, but at that moment, the arrival of the Fuhrer was the bigger subject of conversation. Everyone wanted to see him and perhaps, if they were lucky, he would notice them too.

So as Samantha was half dragged across to the far side of the pool, the only person who continued to be interested in her was Colonel Brack. He followed the soldiers, taking off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves as he did so. As he arrived one of the soldiers had picked up the hose. Brack took it from him and indicated for the two soldiers to step away.

"Take off the robe Samantha. We need to make sure that you are clean for the Fuhrer." She looked from one man to the other and then slipped off the robe, leaving her standing in her heels. A solider took the robe as he walked away from her. Brack adjusted the hose such that there was a steady stream of water flowing through it. She stared at him, wide eyed, a little nervous. He smiled

"You remember watching Mr Saxon clean off the mares after the stallion had covered them? Did you ever imagine someone doing it to you?" He turned the hose onto her, letting the water hit just above her tits and stream down her body. She gasped as the coldness of it. He smiled as her watched her nipples harden even more right before his eyes and he adjusted the nozzle again, making the water squirt out with more force. He guided the stream down, aiming it directly at her nipples. Samantha moved a little to turn away.

"Dont you dare... Turn back now." She whimpered a little but did as he told her. He walked closer until he was standing at her side. "Open your mouth." Again she did as she was told and he brought the hose up. "We need to clean out that mouth dont we?" He pointed it straight into her mouth, making her cough and splutter. He grabbed hold of the back of her head with his free hand making sure that she couldn't pull away from the main jet of water. "That's better... now do what you do best... spread your legs." He brought the hose down her body as she did so and then brought it between her legs before pointing the nozzle upwards. She squealed. He moved the nozzle just a little, letting the jet of water move back and forth along the length of her pussy. "Don't you dare cum... you hear me?" Samantha nodded a little.

"Y... yes... Sir."

"Look at me." She turned her head a little and looked up at him, gasping and panting as he continued to work the jet of water in her pussy.

"Do you like being fucked by Hess huh? Do you like being his bitch?" She nodded.

"Ohhh yes... we all know you do. Everyone can see how much you enjoyed it. But Lady Jessica is right isn't she. You love cock so much... don't you." He brought his head closer to her, his mouth perhaps an inch away from hers and at the same time he brought the nozzle closer... closer... and then he slipped it into her cunt making her squeal again. "SSShhh... we have to make sure you're clean for the Fuhrer don't we?" He leaned a little closer and kissed her softly.

"You want to cum don't you?" Brack spoke softly to her and Samantha nodded. "But you're not going to are you?" She shook her head just a little. "Good girl. When the Fuhrer has finished with you... when everyone has finished with you, I will be waiting for you in your room. And you and I will get... reaquainted." He withdrew the nozzle. "Now get dried off and put your robe back on. I'll take you back to your husband so that he can present you to your Fuhrer."
 
Colonel Brack's promise to get reacquainted with Samantha wasn't in the cards being dealt out. The stage was set for the final act and the curtain was about to go up. Samantha was taken back to Sir Charles. A moment later a Major dressed in a black uniform appeared at the doors leading into Alexander's house. " ACHTUNG!! " He shouted out which drew everyone to look towards him. Those same people jumped to attention when a man dressed in a gray colored uniform came walking in. Everyone saluted this man yelling hail Hitler! The man certainly looked a lot like Adolf Hitler. There were some differences however. This man was a little taller, much more physically fit then Adolf and much younger. But he had the same hair style and wore the same mustache as the infamous dictator. This man was followed by two guards carrying machine guns and by three man dressed in German General's uniforms. General Oberg rushed up and greeted the Fuhrer. The two talked softly for a moment as people looked on. The looks on their faces and in their eyes was the same as if they had seen God himself walk on to the patio.

General Oberg then led the Fuhrer around introducing him to the special guests. Colonel Brack, Alexander, Alexandria, Mike Grant, Mr. Rooker, Mr. Smythe, Jessica were the first too meet the great new Fuhrer. Then the Fuhrer cam too Sir Charles & Samantha. " Sir Charles......This is our great Leader......Gustav Hitler........The one and only son to our German God Adolf Hitler! " These people now believed that Adolf had become their one and only true God. Gustav stood and shook hands with Sir Charles, then he turned and looked at the woman standing next too him.
 
Samantha watched him as he approached, feelling Charles' arm tighten around her and pull her harder against him. She watched as he shook hands with his guests. She was sudden;y filled with a sense of horror as the man approached her and Charles. She felt Charles stiffen... stand talller. And then he was looking at her. Looking down at her. She swallowed hard but didnt move... said nothing.
 
Sir Charles looked towards Samantha, then he looked back at the Fuhrer. He introduced Samantha as his wife, the Lady Samantha Rutherford. Gustav looked at her as General Oberg leaned over and said that she was the Reich Whore. To this, Gustav raised his eyebrow. " So......You are the whore of the new Reich?........Drop too your knees and swear loyalty too me and the new German Reich! " Gustav's voice snapped with a tone of command. He had been born to lead the new Reich and take up where his father had left off.

Even as Samantha was meeting the Fuhrer, Mathew was drawing closer. He was driving up towards the house now. Agent Dent and the FBI were just behind him and would take up positions until it was time to raid the house. Dent would give Mathew some time to get in and hopeful find Nina & Samantha. Alexander looked at his watch. He had forgotten about the time and that Mathew was coming to play the final game. Alexander told Mike Grant, Mr. Rooker and Mr. Smythe to be ready. He was sure that Mathew was just going to give up without some kind of trouble.
 
Samantha stared at him, frozen and then felt a hand on her shoulder pushing her down. She looked around to see Colonel Brack stood slightly behind her and to her left. She moved down to her knees and without thinking her hands moved to the small of her back. She looked up, not knowing what she was supposed to say. Brack leaned down and spoke into her ear.

"I swear by God this sacred oath..." When Samantha said nothing, Brack placed his hand on the back of her neck and squeezed a little. Samantha cleared her throat quietly and then repeated what Brack had said.

"I swear by God this sacred oath..."

"...that to the Leader of the German empire and people, Gustav Hitler..."

"...that to the Leader of the German empire and people, Gustav Hitler..."

"... I give my body and shall render unconditional obedience..."

"... I give my body... and shall render unconditional obedience..."

"... To him and to all honoured members of the Reich."

"... To him and to all honoured members of the Reich." When she finished Brack stood up and let go of her neck, stroking her hair down.
 
Sir Charles then spoke up. " I proudly give my wife too you my Fuhrer......She's yours now. " Gustav thanked Sir Charles for this gift and for his loyalty to the Reich. He then looked down on Samantha who was still at his feet. " Rise up.......And expose your body too me.....Let me see the gift that your loyal husband has given too me. " Gustav said too Samantha. Just outside of the large house, a car pulled up and Mathew stepped out. He was met by the guards who came with the Fuhrer and were patrolling the outside area. They hadn't been told of any more guests showing up, but before any trouble started, Mr. Rooker appeared and told them that Mathew was expected by Mr. Chessman.

Mathew glared at Rooker for a moment, then he followed Rooker into the house. Alexander was now waiting near the patio doors for Mathew. Rooker came out first followed by Mathew. The party seemed to go dead when Mathew appeared. Everyone stopped and looked at him standing there dressed in a dark colored suit and hat. " Aah........Mr. Knight.....You're right on time. " Alexander said as Mathew slowly looked around the patio until he saw Samantha standing naked in front of the man he had seen earlier that day. The Fuhrer's body guards came up and stood just behind Mathew. Alexander snapped his fingers and asked for someone to remove Mathew's gun. Mike Grant walked up and reached into Mathew's coat and pulled out his colt .45 model 1911. " You won't be needing this anymore buddy. " Mike had a huge grin on his face then he looked towards Samantha. " She's one of us now......Your time of playing the hero is over. " Mathew just looked at Samantha. It had been sometime since they had seen each other. It seemed like years had gone by, but it was only weeks. " We have another guest who should be brought up. " Alexander said then he asked for Smythe & Rooker to get their other guest. A few minutes later they reappeared with Nina. She was left standing beside Mathew and wondering just how they were going to get out of this one?
 
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