The Wild West and Sex Slavery Ch. 06

"Now we get to what happened in the Club," Lena said.

"First, tell me how many orgasms you had imagining that you were a helpless sex slave being gang banged by nine customers. I know you had two while I was in you."

"I did not imagine what was happening that way, at least not exactly. Anyway, to answer part of your question, there were a number of orgasms. I have orgasms easily, perhaps too easily. I am not sure all the time if that is a blessing or a curse. As to how many I had, I may be a nymphomaniac, but I am not an accountant."

"What were you thinking about, Lena, as you were taken by nine men?"

"When you were in me, I thought it was odd that you would choose to have me in front of a crowd. I was not sure about the scientific research shit, but I decided that I had a lovely cock in me to enjoy. With the other guys, I was imagining that I was a helpless sex slave having orgasms despite her situation by closing her eyes and imagining she was having sex with Lawrence Lewis, aka 'the Killer.' I was imagining that I was imagining having sex with you if you can follow that."

"Yes, and it worked well for you," Killer said.

"You could say that as to last night, but if you are thinking I could do that for real and be happy for twenty years, you are making a ridiculous leap."

"My experiment could only tell me how you would do on one night with a bunch of relatively fit young men in Hamburg when you were not being held captive, not how you'd do with a steady diet of rich gun salesmen from Baton Rouge and other such guys. But with your eyes closed, all men look alike, don't they? And with all the new male enhancement drugs, hard pricks are not hard to find, even among the Free State politicos, big hog farmers and gun shop owners."

"What were you thinking while you were fucking Eva again? You told me last month you did not have enough energy for both of us, and you preferred me?"

"First, I was thinking that I was amazed that I even could do it given how you've drained me physically and emotionally. Still, Eva is really hot. Soon I just concentrated on how nice it felt to have my cock in a pussy, and I just closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling in my cock and balls."

"Men are such simple animals," Lena said, smiling.

"I am telling you one more time not to come to the Free States. Sleep with who want. Over the Winter, I will sleep with who I want. Now I have to find out where Neck is and finish this job. I hope Neck fires me after we get to New Orleans.

I absolutely promise to see you next May if you are here, and I still have a job at the Wallace Import and Supply Company," Killer said.

And then he kissed her.

LENA ON THE FRONT LINE

Lena went back to 4th Empire meatpacking the next day. Of course, Lena seduced the son of the plant manager, Björn. With the horny 21-year-old on the verge of dying of blue balls, with her fingernails softly and expertly moving around his nipples, testicles and the top of his prick, Björn told Lena all he knew. He had heard his father, Walter, joke about how the CO2 was to chill out permanently a bunch of traitors against the Vaterland in Düsseldorf. Lena also learned that Björn's mother, Alice, was still living with his father for financial reasons but that Alice and Walter both had girlfriends who were getting all their love.

Modern relationships are so complex, and young men are entirely controlled by their pricks, Lena thought as she rode Björn cowgirl style to his third orgasm and her second.

Lena assumed that Walter must know of her, so she went after Alice. By the time she had conducted several more interviews, Lena had determined that there was a bizarre plot to release large amounts of CO2 from the Rheinkniebrücke down onto the North Rhine-Westphalia Parliament building, strategically locate truckloads of liquid CO2 at many other points, and threaten to hit many more major democratic institutions in Germany if the Bundestag did not agree to bring back the Kaiser.

Lena wanted to do more to link the plot to the owners of the plant. But, after learning from Björn during a second date that the conspirators planned to move soon, Lena decided she had to go to the Polizei immediately.

After the Polizei arrested the plant manager, he confessed. Two dozen neo-Nazis were busted in three different locations. Records were found of the billionaires paying for the CO2, but the authorities did not think they had enough evidence to charge them with any crime. The moneymen all insisted that they did not know how much CO2 was necessary to freeze the amount of meat being produced. They suggested that Lena Fesch had entrapped many of the men in the plot, who were basically just a bunch of dreamers and braggarts.

It developed the plant had not been profitable for years. Lena received the satisfaction of foiling a potentially deadly plot, sending two dozen neo-Nazis to prison, and closing a meatpacking plant.

Unfortunately, Björn was such an idiot that he boasted to friends of fucking the now-famous Lena Fesch and giving her hints that led to his father going to prison. Björn was nearly beaten to death in a back alley by Brownshirts. Most importantly, to this story about legalized sex slavery, many of the most violent men in Germany were now looking to put Lena Fesch out of business permanently.

Bullets were shot through the window next to her desk at Kultur, Sex & Sport that missed her by a meter. Herbert said he thought people were looking from across the street at their apartments. All sorts of comments appeared on social media that Lena should be assaulted or killed in various painful and disgusting manners. On the dark web, there were pictures of Lena being mutilated in various ways and offers to reward people who killed her. Although happy with the publicity for her publication, Frau Sprengler told Lena that she really ought to go to the FASUG.

Lena did not want to surrender to the threats. She told herself, though, that seeking to learn of human rights violations in the Free American States under God was nothing like a surrender to the forces of evil.

Lena also told herself that a tour of a country of the FASUG was much safer than things she had done many times before. She was not going to be an abused prostitute, pretending to be a drug carrier or going into a war zone to report on the mistreatment of women. Even many of the relatively safe local investigations in which she had been involved risked some person getting mad about his or her career being ruined and strangling her. The most dangerous place in the world for her now was probably Hamburg.

Also, if she went, she could see Killer. Their last meetings had not been promising as to a long-term relationship, but the sex had always been superlative, and she still had a husband to dispose of before she could have much of a long-term relationship anyway.

Lena's husband, Herbert, suggested he come along on this trip, but Lena said that that just would not work without giving much of a reason. Kultur, Sex and Sport did make a public announcement that Lena Fesch would be doing research overseas in the hope that no more bullets would fly into their offices.

Frau Sprengler was very pleased that Lena would be out of her hair and investigating something besides meatpackers. Indeed, she saw a lot of upsides to having Lena gone and in the FASUG.