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Chapter 6 – Welcome to Platoon 72!
After being dressed, Yong-Hee was led to a large gymnasium hall full of extremely pretty girls all gagged and restrained just as she was. They assembled in rows just like normal pioneers and then Comrade Kim addressed them all, officially welcoming Yong-Hee to the platoon at which they all bowed to her.
Then it was time for Morning Exercises. This meant they all had to jump up and down, run around the gym, stretch and other such things, like normal exercises except that balance was now much more difficult with her enormous breasts now wobbling around in front of her and her arms pinioned behind her in the monoglove.
After that all the pioneers were fed a cup of water and it was time for the National Anthem which they stood up for whilst gazing at the Flag of the Motherland and the image of their beloved Dear Leader who loved them all so very much.
Political education next. There was a newsreel of the Dear Leader giving His famous On The Spot Guidance and then a rather difficult to follow documentary on Imperialist Aggression. So far, apart from the strange restrictions, this was not so different to normal pioneer activities, but then it all got a whole lot stranger. Another video was inserted into the machine but instead of depicting the glorious achievements of the socialist motherland, this was a film imported from the corrupt imperialist west and it showed an African man with an extremely large tool repeatedly penetrating a groaning blonde lady. They all watched the film in silence – and Yong-Hee in shock – and then Comrade Kim started to lecture them on what they had seen, but instead of offering criticism of Western decadence, she analysed the performance of the groaning blonde, ordering one of the pioneers to get up to the front and then, taking a large rubber doll, she ungagged her and released her from her monoglove and then asked her to replicate some of the moves, passing comment and judgement on her performance. Then the film was watched again, another pioneer picked todo similar practising and then the film was watched for a third and final time. After that it was another newsreel depicting the Dear Leader showing His great love for the People of the Motherland and then it was time to eat.
After their meal – which was spoon fed to all the pioneers like babies – Comrade Kim decreed a period of relaxation and all the girls were allowed to go out onto a terrace which overlooked a glorious mountain vista. There, their gags were removed although the monogloves stayed on, and they were allowed to converse with one another. All the girls flocked around Yong-Hee, welcoming her to Platoon 72 and kissing her on the cheek. Then she started asking questions about her new life. It seemed that the platoon was a special one dedicated to serving Him who has given so much to the Motherland and that all of them, although young and innocent, had actually been and shared a bed with the Dear Leader, an honour which bought tears to the eyes of several of the girls even in the mere remembrance of the great honour, and indeed, all were sure that Yong-Hee too would have that honour soon and that was why they had the lessons using the decadent imperialist pornography – of which the platoon had an enormous library apparently – in order that they may service His needs so much more more effectively. Yong-Hee could certainly see the logic in this and she understood that the changes made to her body may also help Him to relax and achieve contentment, but as she was still a virgin, the thought of sharing a bed with anyone, even a Man-God like the Dear Leader filled her with more than a bit of fear. She was going to ask about this with her new-found comrades but then a bell rang and all the young pioneers of Platoon 72 then lined up just in time for Comrade Kim and the others to come and refit their gags. Then it was back into the hall for more pornographic education and so it continued until bedtime.
Chapter 7 – Oral training
The next morning Yong-Hee found herself and another pioneer taken off to a small side-room by Comrade Kim straight after the Political Education.
“Comrade, one of the most important duties of members of the honoured Platoon 72 is to provide relief and relaxation for the Dear Leader and, if He desires it, to important diplomats from fraternal nations. Do you know Comrade Yong-Hee how it is that we may help the Dear Leader relax?”
“No, Comrade Kim.”
The teacher nodded. “”Very well, then I shall teach you. Comrade Ju-Ae, please come here!”
The requested Young Pioneer came over and bowed to her respected teacher. Then, to Yong-Hee’s surprise, Comrade Kim removed the Ju-Ae’s skirt and fasted around her waist a strange belt. It was much like any other belt except that it had a third strap running from front to back going along Ju-Ae’s bum crack and on the front was a realistic replica of a rather small male penis. Ju-Ae, assisted in none of this fitting as her arms were firmly secured behind her in a monoglove, but she did not seem at all nonplussed by the strange turn of events.
“Kneel in from of Comrade Ju-Ae!” commanded Comrade Kim.
Yong-Hee did as she was bid.
“What your fellow Young Pioneer is wearing is an exact replica of the penis of the exalted Dear Leader himself. I am sure that Comrade Ju-Ae feels extremely honoured to wear such an item.”
Ju-Ae, who was securely gagged, nodded vigorously.
“Now, Comrade Yong-Hee, there is a lesson that you need to learn here. Look at this replica of the greatest male penis in the world. It may not be the largest it is true, but you must learn that size is not important. The Dear Leader is, after all, not the tallest or heaviest person on earth, but does that reflect on the almost divine wisdom that he shows and the expert way in which he guides our country from glory to glory?”
Yong-Hee shook her head solemnly. So did Ju-Ae.
“Good, and so it is with His penis. Small, perhaps, but perfect. Look at how beautiful it is and how the balls are perfectly balanced. When I see such male perfection I am almost reduced to tears of love for our Dear Leader.”
To Yong-Hee the rubber penis before her looked much like any other, albeit smaller. Not that she had seen many before; only those of her father and brothers as they came out of the bath, and of a couple of boys at school who she and some other girls had spied upon whilst they were changing for physical exercise. But nonetheless, she knew not to question Comrade Kim.
“The male penis is central to His whole being. It is with the penis that He provides us with children and that He receives pleasure. From now on the penis of the Dear Leader shall become your central preoccupation in life, as it is with Comrade Ju-Ae here.”
Again the gagged and bound girl nodded vigorously.
“Now, look at these testicles here. They are important to a man because they are where the seed is stored which is later ejaculated from the end of the penis here to make babies. Can you imagine Comrade Yong-Hee that within those sacred testicles of the Dear Leader is produced seed which can create copies of that almost divine personage. What an honour it would be to have that seed spurted into you in order that you may carry the child of such a man-god! Of course, that latter honour will never be yours for that is not the purpose of Platoon 72, but the former honour is likely, for you shall receive that sacred seed and in doing so become the envy of every woman in the land and billions more beyond.”
“However, there is a problem with how the male body works, that being that regardless of whether it is serviced or not, the testicles keep producing seed and, if they are not emptied regularly, then the man will become irritated and stressed. Oh how hard it must be for the Dear Leader whose only thought is the Motherland, tirelessly spending his days at the Front, giving On The Spot Guidance to the workers and inspiring us all, when does He have time to be serviced, to have His tensions lessened? It is a hard role for Him but He is up to it and blessed are we all for that! And your job is, when He does find a spare moment, to help relieve Him. And the first way we may do this is as follows. Please, take the penis in your mouth.”
A little shocked, Yong-Hee leant forward and put the rubber appendage in her mouth. Once this was done, Comrade Kim ordered her to start sucking which she did. Quite why this should be done, she really couldn’t fathom out, but she guessed that it must relieve that tension somehow and she felt saddened to think that the Dear Leader be burdened with stress in any way and honoured that she may be able to help Him in this.
As she sucked, Comrade Kim watched intently. She ordered Yong-Hee to change her actions, to lick the underside, to swirl her tongue around, to nibble gently with her teeth and then finally, the teacher took her pupil’s head and rammed it onto the rubber penis, taking hold with both hands and pistoning it back and forth until Yong-Hee was almost choking and gasping for air.
Then, all of a sudden, something happened. Strange salty good jetted out from the tip of the penis and filled her mouth, dribbling down her chin. Stunned, Yong-Hee coughed and tried to spit it out, but Comrade Kim held her head firmly. “Swallow it! Swallow it!” she commanded. The taste was disgusting, but Yong-Hee swallowed nonetheless. Then, when it was done, she stood up and Jun-Ae was ungagged and then ordered to lick her comrade’s face clean until not a spot of the salty goo remained. “That liquid is your reward for good work,” instructed Comrade Kim, “and you must always be grateful for it. You must learn to enjoy it, to crave it, to live for it. Your reason for being is to receive that liquid for whenever it spurts into you, either through that hole or one of the other two, then you have fulfilled your duty to the Motherland. Now, in order to emphasise that point, drink this.”
It was a small cup full of a similar salty goo. Yong-Hee drank it in one mouthful and grimaced. Then Comrade Kim took out the white ballgag and fastened it around Yong-Hee’s head. You shall wear this until mealtime. Do not swallow the liquid inside your mouth; I expect to find it still there when I remove this at the meal table. Instead savour the taste and learn to love it, just as Jun-Ae has been doing for the last hour. “Comrade Jun-Ae, here is another cup for you.” Jun-Ae drank hers and her ballgag was replaced. It seemed to be standard practice for all Platoon 72 members to have such liquid in their mouths.
And from that day forward, the exercise was performed everyday, an hour before each meal. Jun-Ae would wear the belt and Yong-Hee would suck her, before the roles were reversed and Yong-Hee had her skirt removed and Jun-Ae would suck her off. Then both were given a cup of goo which they kept in their mouths until they ate. From that day on, the taste of semen in her mouth became the norm for the brave young pioneer from Hamgyong Province.
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