Part XXXI Weep tears of blood Infidel!
An Ordenstaat in motion -1575
In 1575 the Ordenstaat was in pretty good shape despite all internal problems caused by the commotion after the “faith of the order” events. The vast crusader state stretched from the Baltic region through Europe all the way down to Istria.
Pictures of the Ordenstaat in 1575
A picture of Europe in 1575
A closer picture of the Ordenstaat and the provinces controlled
Indeed, the Ordenstaat was the most powerful country in Europe along with France and Austria. It controlled 2 centres of trade and one goldmine. Many of the provinces in Germany were also very wealthy. In addition the Ordenstaat dominated trade in most of the trade centres in Europe giving a steady income to the treasury.
To secure its position the Ordenstaat was allied with Austria. This was kind of ironic since the expansion of the Ordenstaat mainly had been achieved on the expense of Austria. However tons of gold had bought the loyalty of Austria, if only for the moment. The loss of the goldmine in Steiremark and other wealthy provinces had severely crippled the Austrian empire. The alliance with Austria allowed the Ordenstaat keep the enemy to the west, France, at bay.
Other old enemies were still there; Russia was expansive but still technologically inferior. Poland was still a large country but in decline. The Danes had effectively been demolished after the last wars. If the Ordenstaat kept a low profile most enemies in Europe could be dealt with.
The focus for the Ordenstaat was to expand outside Europe by going on a crusade to recapture the Holy land. The German fleet had recently arrived in Istria and a large party of soldiers were preparing for a great crusade. Possible targets were Jerusalem, Lebanon and the rich province of Alexandria. A bloodstained chapter in the history of the Ordenstaat was about to begin.
At the camp in Istria: 1575 The Judge and Erika Blow
“Oh is it possible for me to go with you?”. Tears fell down on
Erika Blow´s cheeks. “I want to see the holy land liberated, see infidel blood”.
“Sorry but this is not an enterprise suitable for women and children”. The Judge smiled and took a sip of victory gin, the only available liquor. “Once we land we will have to either fight or die. We have no base or fortress where you could hide from the fighting you know”.
“Oh, well I will wait for you here in Istria dear, I will. When you return we will go back to Marienburg with all these fine knights and throw out the wolves from the castle”.
The Judge got a stern look in his eyes as he portrayed Miss Hoover and her lover Fawkes Squealer in bed, making plans for the future“. Be sure of that my dear, they will be impaled as traitors once we go back with this fine army of crusader to take back our Order. The party has polluted everything it stands for. Well no more time for talk, Deus Vult until we meet again.” They kissed and the Judge could feel the sweet touch of Erika Blows lovely breasts. Much fun awaited him on his return. Then the ships silently sailed out from the harbour carrying 50 000 fanatic crusaders ready to slaughter infidels and return the Holy Places to God. Little did they know about the Sultan and his new aide Messalina Beaver who had been preparing to meet the threat against Islam.
The Ministry of Love Miss Hoover, Fawkes Squealer and Adolf Heinrich
“Ah that hairy arse got away”.
Miss Hoover AKA “Big Sister” was shouting inside the Ministry of Love. “And that horny bitch too, I can´t believe it!” The room was covered in dark since Miss Hoover was still possessed, still partly a vampire. During daylight she had to stay inside the dark Ministry of Love. “Lunch time guards!!”
The guards threw in a prisoner in the room. He was a thought criminal, a former officer from Magdeburg who had been shouting down with Big Sister during a five minutes hate, a very serious offence indeed. To make this little feast easier for Miss Hoover the prisoner was naked and had his arms tied up.
“Ah a naked prey, come over here” she said in a soft voice. He could hardly see in the dark but there was something there, a women judging by the voice and the silhouette.
She began to caress him with hard strokes on the back and behind and gently she steered him to a chair and he sat down. Then she placed herself in front of him, making sure he felt her long slender legs. Yearningly she started to lick his throat. “Ah nice, nice, I love the taste of salt skin”.
The man was trembling but decided to flatter her to try to avoid the uncertain destiny he knew was awaiting inside the depressing place called the Ministry of Love, may it be interrogation or even death. “Ah your teeth are remarkably sharp and pleasant and your legs and breasts are thrilling”. He tried to produce a smile in the dark, though he was unsure she would notice it, but his lips were stiff and impossible to control because of his fear. Some peculiar feeling inside the room made him believe this was not about sex.
Miss Hoover, acting like a lioness, stopped licking and stood up. She walked around the chair, groaning and hissing as preparing herself.
The prisoner tried to fixate his eyes on her. In the partly dark room it was difficult to see but he felt that something was behind the chair. What it was, whether women or beast, he could not actually tell.
Then, all of a sudden, her eyes blazed with a sort of demonic fury, light was coming from them, and she made a grab at his throat while uttering a growling sound. Faster than lightening she was all over him pressing one of her knees over one of his legs to prevent him from escaping. Since she was immensely strong he could not move. At the same time her teeth dug in to his throat.
He felt a warm feeling going through his body as the teeth sank into his flesh. All his limbs stiffened as if he and he felt her warm leg against his most sensitive parts.
“Relax, it will not hurt” she said and pressed her body against his. Slowly his life faded away but still he loved every moment of it. It was a sensational feeling.
Then there were a silent, soft laughter that filled up the room. On the chair she left a pale dead man.
After the meal she ordered Adolf Heinrich and Fawkes Squealer to the room. “Where is the Arab and that damned slut Messalina Beaver?”
“Sorry mam, they are clever. However the Arab is wounded. We will find him.” As usual Adolf Heinrich was laconic.
Fawkes Squealer realized that his time had come. “You're walking around blind without a cane, Adolf; a fool and his dick lucky enough to get together in the first place. Stop talking shit, even though an Arab with a huge dick should be easy enough to find in this small city you haven’t come up with one damned clue. I say let us use the organization. Send out members of the junior sex league. Send out young horny sex league girls all over the street. That horny arsehole will surely try to stick his dick into one of them”. Fawkes Squealer was hissing and saliva fell from his mouth as he talked. “We will organize large manifestations; hate meetings where actors will imitate Ahmed and Messalina Beaver. That will cause a gigantic frenzy and every fucking peasant will look for them. Parades, speeches, pamflettes you name it! Bet on sure things instead of only using the incompetent thought police”
Adolf Heinrich was ready to explode. That son of a bitch did everything to undermine the thought police and promote the party bureaucrats, damned smiling intellectuals. “Arghh, the police will find them Mam”.
Miss Hoover smiled at this little contest. “Haha, great idea Fawkes but let us use both methods shall we? In no time I will have two arses, one hairy and one shaved plus one dick suspended on stakes outside my castle, great!”. She started to gurgle with pleasure. “Wait, take him alive, I have some fun things on my mind down in the ministry of Love. I happen to know that his greatest fear is; Loss of his manhood. That is exactly what is going to happen to him inside room 101”. She began to sweat out of excitement in more than one place and she felt a desperate need for male company. “A sharp knife, first a petite shave”. She began to talk to herself, …”don’t worry dear, mama will be cautious”.
Fawkes Squealer felt the time had come to interrupt her. “Yeah and Messalina will get some nice treatment too, I have developed a new torture instrument solely for her. It is called the hot rod and it is a glowing metal rod that I will insert into…”
“Stop, don’t tell too much, you will spoil the fun for Miss Hoover, it must be a surprise!”. Adolf Heinrich looked angrily at Fawkes Squealer.
“Well boys, we sure will have a nice little party when our two renegades are caught”. Miss Hoover burst out into a thunderous laughter.
