the blond monkey butler

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chapter one the job office

i felt angry at my wife not named wendy. my name was rudolf, so wendy started saying and repeating that i was "rude" rudolf whenever we argued which was almost every day.

i felt anger when i sat in the narrow corridor facing the closed wood doors. they were painted the dull shade of a pink. beside me most of the chairs were empty but some men with black beards were sitting on my left side, there empty chairs between us. on my right were more empty chairs and one man with a gray beard and gray hair.

i rememberd how my wife wendy looked. she had blond hair which i did not like and blue eyes that were too pale but she had showed so much love for me when we were students at the same college... berlin-er college.

the change was such a tragedy how now we often argued.  gone so far away from the adoration that she showed when we met. my memeories were interrupted when a door opened and a clerk announced i.d. 77074-51 kuz that is what he said.

a man from my left stood up from his chair and walked slowly toward the door between himself and me. a few slow steps. "RAUS RAUS" holerd the clerk and waved a wood bat. the man paused scared. from behind that 51 guy, two gards in black uniform one with a red nazi arm band, on his left arm,  and the other with a yellow jew arm band, on his right arm, ran toward us along the corridor and pushed 51 toward the door quickly.

the ugly pink door swung shut behind the clerk and the man and the two gards.

meanwhile, i waited for my turn. how had i gotten here? i asked myself... i had seen that idea in some film? to ask yourself "how did you get here?"

i did not recall if i walkd from home or used bus?

probably i had rode in the car that went on the pair of rails, kuz my ankle hurt with a sharp pain like a long thick metal nail punching inward...  but i did not recall sitting in it nor in a bus?

when wendy and i were in collge i had studied all the subjects related to accounting and money and taxes for business job, hoping to work for one of the many berlin shops.

i knew that around me many jews were losing their jobs and being expeld from the city... despite my father was jewish and expeld, my ma and i were not expeld kuz she was born in venice italy and was a catholic while i had an exception due to being a student for a job. i was the only jew in my class at college. i was also the only child of my italian ma. no brothers or sisters... to argue with.

i could speak italian like my ma and yiddish like my expeld pa but i did not understand german which differd from yiddish. i noticed a flaw... how did i understand the teachers at berlin college when i do not understand german? but somehow i had succeeded.

at college each month i would go to the office and get the paper receipt to show that the college had received the tuition moey from ma's brother in italy who paid my tuition directly to the college. he was a wealthy wine merchant and as a favor to his sister convinced her to send me to college if he would pay.

in my fourth year at the college, wendy had started studying electric engineering. she had blond hair which annoyed me but... on her first day at the college by the break between classes she ran and hurried to meet me and said "you look italian"  that led to a conversation about my ma from italy and her bro who paid my tuition fee.

she wanted to know me better and after planning to meet again, we hugd goodbye then we had returned to class. we had continued meeting and she would lean on my shoulder as we sat and that led to cuddling we cuddled very often she loved and enjoyed cuddling with me as we sat even in silence or talking about anything stupid. she just gushed to be near me something in me was like a magnet. i did not know what, but i felt lucky that she chose me... but... all that had changed once we were married. we argued about all the decisions... and worse last decemberr she had started to echo the nazi propaganda that she had always ignored but now echoed at me "you rude rufdolf, your hair is not blond TO INDICATE that you differ and do not belong with us. your brain is weak and your body is weak and your hair color shows you are different."

in an attempt to avoid the argument i tried agreeing with her "blond is PURE chromosomes..." but she interrupted me "as if YOU know anything about science you are TOO DUMB to know anything about science." and she ran from the room.

now here i was my third week after graduation... with my failure to get hired... i had started going to the job office to get addresses for shops that were hiring accountants... but... any shop that was active now had an accountant BEFORE i graduated. so they did not need me but maybe they did not like the accountant they had and wanted a fresh one? i had been a high score student despite my impure genetics, i was carrying both blond and brown which showed only as brown hair and brown eyes. that was impure and tainted.

i recalled the first day at this office they gave me one address of a new shop. i went to the shop and the guy said "when did you finish college?--last week--haha" he burst out laughing trying to limit his burst of laughter... "so where did you do internship" i answered we did not have any to work before the final exam but i had scored very high on the final exam.

the boss said he wants somebody who had worked before but i argued "those interns did NOT take the final exam yet" but he ignored me and waved his hand to signal me to leave.

the second week at the office they said we have no accounting job for you and gave me the document to collect money for the week for myself and mama.

now it was my third visit... my wife wendy was angry that i failed to get a job already so MANY days after graduation. it was because "your hair is not blond you are too stupid to get a job." echoing the nazi propaganda that she had started to accept and repeat, now, despite ignoring the ideas for many years when she had adored me and cuddled with me... that all was gone the morning after the wedding.

when was the wedding? i could not recall when? nor ANY wedding ceremony nor decorations, but it must have been when i knew her a few months.

the same ugly pink door soon opened... i expected the man who enterd to exit but... nope only the clerk called my number "32106. ah you the special one with the short i.d. well... get in here already." 

i rose slowly and winced from the pain of my ankle and expected him to YELL at me raus raus which meant "out" but sounded like rush rush... but he only smiled but not in a happy way the way wendy looked during intimacy with me.

i pushed passd him thru the door and the room was empty. no man i.d. 51 the two gards had vanished and nobody sat at the desk.

the same clerk who announced my number walkd and sat at the desk. "hmm accountant" he murmurd softly. then "no," and he presd a button.

the door on my ryt swung open and in walkd the two gards. the jew used his armband arm to grab me and yank me rufly up from the chair. then the nazi's arm pushed me to hurry out the white wood door... into a "coverd garage area" like many parking places. i knew this was impossible kuz beside the office was... another office with a door... except now i saw that door... in the parking area to the corridor it was not a real office.

facing me was a crowd of men and two ladies all wearing only undershirts and briefs.

a truck painted all green like an army truk stood waiting. the jew hollerd at me "take your clothing off." the nazi loudly added "NOW YOU FILTHY JEW". i argued "this is my clothing" the nazi said "more worthy people will wear it. you are the same as these." 

i refused.

the jew took his wood bat and gave me a warning hit "smack" the bat hit my arm and it hurt. "i will hit harder if you dont take off your shirt and give it to worthy." i argued that i will find a job next week. the nazi explained "new policy for jews... no more money for you. then he added in hebrew: "only "work will free you" from death." 

i echoed the only german phrase i knew "arbit makt fry" the jew laughed and said in english "your german is awful" and all the people in their undergarments laughed... well i was not botherd by people wearing only briefs.

the jew with the yellow arm band and jewish star raised the bat to hit me again and i said "i dont care."

chapter 2 the BEATING

the blows rained down on me... on my left arm and my back. i winced and gritted my teeth not to yell from pain.  the hits hurt more and more pain... more and more hits i started to gasp from the blows but i refused to cry... i gasped as the hits continued and soon released the gasps of pain... as laughter hahahaha quickly as tears of agony raind from my eyes... the others were amazed that i refused such a simple request. they had given their clothes. one said "he is even stingier than most jews."

the jew gard called a kapo job, was patient and repeated the hits until the pain was too great. i waved my arm and offerd "i will give my clothing." 

i pealed of my white collar shirt and the "jew-re-lijis-rectangle" garment and even the undershirt. i held them out so the nazi took them.

the nazi said "now give us those nice pants" i argued that i gave my shirts both instead. the nazi chuckled "you are so generous but the value of an undershirt is less than those fancy pants that you wear special for job interviews."

recalling the pain of the hits i slipd them off and stood only in brifs among the two women wearing only briefs and bras and the men. i noticed 51 guy was not there and asked where is id51? the nazi said "i shot him for spitting at me."

the last two bearded men came thru the door the same ones i has seen in the corridor.

the nazi pointed his pistol at them and said "the truk will be crowded" and shot both the men who came after me. both the older gray beard and the younger black beard.

then they orderd "into the truck."

i argued "the exhaust fumes will choke us. better to die by gun like those two." the jew swung his bat at my bruised left arm and hit me as the nazi explained the exhaust pipe is there and he pointed so i could see that it did not lead into the truck. the nazi added "like you said arbit makt fry" that meant work freed from death.

so our small group climbed up in the truck.

the nazi shot the two women in the truck and said "too crowded."

the jew puld the two female corpses from the truck and only the men and i remained.

they pointed at my bare chest and ridiculed: "you are different we have shirts but you are naked". i did not care.

the truck had only fabric sides. it started moving slowly and i could see the gards leaning on the fabric one by the back flap where we had enterd the truck. another on each side. the gard on my side of the truck the "port" side was near me and i tried some mischif... as the truk moved forward i suddenly jabd my arm at the bulge of his back to knock him off the side of the truk... but he swung away and back apparently holding something. wood hit the fabric and smacked the man beside me... who cried in pain.

the truk moved very slowly much slower than a truk on any road. the ground was very bumpy like rocks and dirt; not on any road the slowness was for not ruin the truk. the truk moved more and more i felt like forever pasd... and suddenly i heard a gross sound... the man across from me could no longer hold his "food waste" and out it came into his briefs. an odor filld the truck with the horriible smell that warned us not to eat our own waste.

the other two men announced "if he can do it so can we" and released their waste into their briefs i dont EVEN KNOW how the smell had worsened from the first smell to the added odors. well no point waiting now.  i stopd holding my waste inside... and the men who themselves freed their pressure 

yeld at me "gross you soild your brifs. now the truk will start smelling with a disgusting odor kuz of you." they all chorusd. they did the same but when i did the same they yeld at me. 

the gard leaning on the fabric shouted "did somebody soil their clothing?"

i said we all did. wooden bat hits came from both sides hitting us thru the fabric walls of the truk. i retreated to the center hollow despite no seat while the other three cried from pain as hits came thru the fabric.

when the hits finally stopd they chorusd together "look at the idiot sit on the floor not on a bench" i was silent kuz i had escaped the hits.

the truk moved for a long time... very long. the heat was terrible and soon the men near me fainted from the heat and lack of water... and due to the awful smell of four portions of waste food in a fabric bag of the truck.

they were silent it seemd they were not even breathing. ony i was alert to the bumpy truck. 

i considered their eyes were closed so i could take off my filthy brifs. i used the fabric of the truk to clean the parts that needed cleaning then i dragd a man to the soiled wall.

i stole the undershirt of a fat guy, who had fainted and it coverd me all the way down over the intimate secret parts.

soon after i dond the shirt, the truck stopd at the gate a wall of metal fence... that i would soon see. the three escort gards all wearing yellow jew armbands unfolded the flap of the back of the truck. i jumpd past and out of the mal-odor-ous truk. and thru a gate. on either side was a long metal fence. a stopd to look back curious. the gards puld out the men who had fainted and started beating them with short wood bats, one baseball bat could make three of these batons.

but they were already corpses dying from lack of water in the heat only i had survived... the one with no hope... and no desire to LIVE... i was the one who lived from the few in the "crowded" truk.

i sat on the ground. soon more truks came and out came only 2 or 3 alive while the corpses got puld out by the jew-gards cald kapo who beat the corpses with bats and yeld "raus raus" which means out, despite they were already puld out from the truks but most had died. from each truk of 5 to ten most were corpses... dragd into a pile. i said "you shoud burn them to save time" the nazi said "you scum are not worth our petrol fuel."

the survivors of the many truks all stood around me as i sat. soon the captain, for that was his rank in his black ss uniform, came and orderd "stand" but he said this in hebrew. they were all standing already but me. i stood and hoped that the shirt was long enuf to fool them that i wore  brifs. kuz it was much longer than my shirts.

captain rudolf same as my name warned us the gate is electric if we try to climb the gate we will die. so i argued "if so you dont need gard towers."

a kapo meaning a jew gard with a yellow arm band ran toward me to hit me for arguing with my captain. but c.r. waved him away and said that is in case you idiots try to hit our staff we will shoot from the towers.

well my decision was easy.

i had no hope of living nor finding any accountant job... nor any desire to return to my annoying wife.... i certainly was not gonna stay in a prison with gates. the electric WAS the way out.

i jumpd and ran toward the electric fence but my ankle burnd and i started limping toward it.

the captain waved his arm and the kapos chased me and grabd me before i could "electric-escape" by grabbing the fence.

captain said in hebrew "so... hmm hmm... i see you limp." i said "yes shoot me or let me grab the fence." the captain chuckled evilly and said "oh we have things FAR more painful than death for you!"

__chapter 3 the job

one zealous kapo asked for permission "can i beat him until he apologizes for arguing?" the captain waved his hand signalling to go away and continued in hebrew "your work will free you for death. we need sand bags now when the capitalist pigs from america chase our troops out of the coward italy... " he paused and pointed a whip at me "you i see you are italian like those cowards who surrenderd! only our brave troops there stayed to resist the americans." then he pointed east and continued, "... and as the soviet jew-bolshevik scum chases us backwards, and the slave-slavic..." i interrupted "if so you are NOT the master race!"

cap'n squinted then yeld in english  "how dare you... you italian coward. wadya mean"

i explained "if they defeat you then you are not the master race." cap'n argued "only their equipment is better not their bodies." i argued boldly seeing he allowd it "what 

about jesse owens the runner he ran very fast. even the blond german lost the run race." i paused and braced for a beating recalling the hits when i refused to give my shirt... and regretted my reliance on his allowing me to argue... but the cap'n just stared at me gazing... so i concluded "the americans are the master race with the negro jesse owens faster than the blond nordic nazi."

when i was done presenting my evidence capn bowed politely and said "well argued however you assume dark-s are human... surely even YOU are aware that dogs and panthers run faster than humans that is the reason animals must not compete with humans and that includes dark skin."

that made me angry and i said "well if so, dark hair is impure too!"

oops that was an error. in my anger i had blurted out something that would make him angry... but i was wrong. capn smiled and said "certainly i agree i am happy you understand and yes impure humans will be exterminated next." i now dared to say the gene idea that my wife had interrupted, "blond is pure only blond chromosomes" the capn smiled very widely "you comprehend our idea better than most of our own loyalists! i want you to be my monkey butler for one year before i kill your filthy jew corpse."

hmm a job? but how can i work? he knew i limped on my ankle.

we stood silently for a while. capn askd if i had anything interesting to add. i said "i cant change my eye color but if you like blond i am willing to change my hair color for you."

capn smiled and said "yes i can sense you are different something about you... yes i will get the hair dye." i argued "cheaper than that is the peroxide liquid."

"hey dont reveal our secret" yeld one of the survivors. capn swung his arm down and the nearest kapo began beating the insolent speaker. capn said "we know about your tricky jew deception but we inspect your eyes!"

i added "and they inspect circumcision. we jews should stop that. then we could hide better" 

capn corrected me "we can still inspect your eyes." i argued but some jews have pure blue eyes and you get them by inspecting circumcision" capn corrected me "wrong again. pure can live".

huh?? that was not what hitler taut what the heck??

capn added "that is a lie spread by jews propaganda to ridicule us.'

we stood silently.

after a long time a kapo asked "when will they start filling the bags?"

capn explained "we are waiting for the prison garments."

as soon as he said this, a lady came wearing only a gown with pale blue stripes on cheap thin white fabric. she carried a pile of gowns. each man put a striped prisoner gown over his shirt.

when she reached me capn orderd "his shirt is long enuf to cover his brifs"

so she skipd me and gave the rest to each of the remaining men.

capn left with the lady and the kapos orderd "you filthy jews" for that is what they said despite the obvious jew arm band that they were forced to wear themselves... but they DID have pure blue eyes!

"start filling these bags with dirt NOW." they hollerd.

each one of us held a fabric bag: a coarse sewn textile. i started scooping the dirt from the ground into the bag. i considered running for the electric fence again... to end my prison time but... if capn liked me and wanted me to be his butler... then maybe i could enjoy food for another year... by then the soviets would liberate this camp.

i askd a kapo "why did you not say "heil hitler" to the captain when he left. the kapo squinted then asked in a voice clearly shokd "who? who is hitler?"

then he raised his baton and warned "fill that bag with dirt. our soldiers need it for the soviet artillery".

i scraped the ground some more and scoopd it in the bag.  some of the men asked for shovels and were granted... beatings.

i scraped the hard ground so my fingers were bleeding so i used a rock to loosen soil and scoop the LOOSE dirt into the bag. the bag was gradualy filling but around me nobody else was using a stone... people were complainng their fingers hurt so a kapo cald capn who ran to our group.

"i warn you only work frees you from death. form a line so i can inspect your progress."

all the workers ran toward capn and formed two parallel lines. capn felt the lyt bags and said to the first "you are fast stand there" he obeyd. capn felt each bag and sent the fuller bags to one side and lyter bags to the other. then a loud noise, louder than i had ever heard in my life burst from a gard tower.

the row of workers collapsed in a bloody heap. capn explained "no food for  lazy, but now i will give soup and you will continue. except linguinin alfredo here. you stay." he said pointing at me.

the others lay their bags on the floor and went to eat soup.

"my name is rudolf", but he argued "no its not. that was wat your parents cald you but here i control everythng and here you are linguini."

he then said i see you cheat using a stone. "for the purpose of your command to fill the bags"

"i hate your jew tricks but you defend yourself well. if you can fill three bags by the end of this day, then you will be my monkey butler until we lose the war." i added "a blond monkey butler."

i naively trusted him and said "i will use my time to skip lunch to accomplish your goal. your desire is my action."

capn nodded and i continued scraping the earth using a rock to loosen dirt which i filled the bag. capn himself brout me a cup with a bit of water and warned "sip slowly" he tilted the clay pottery cup on my dry lips and i sipd until he puld away. "soon i will give more." he lied but i trusted him. "keep working," capn orderd.

i filled more and more of the bag. no workers returned to this work area but i saw more trucks come. as i scoopd the loosend dirt in the bag i saw a few people stumble out from the trucks and the yellow arm bands puld corpses out of the truks and beat them trying to wake them from fainting.

how had i not fainted from all this heat? i had not drank anything since befre the job office? had i drank anything that day until capn brout me? i could not recall even waking up [i had not].

the other workers returnd from lunch and said "look at the fool he misd the soup." they all lafd that i was different and continued filling dirt in the bags. i said "use a rock to loosen the dirt or else you wont fill the bag in time so they will beat you."

they lafd at me and said "listen to the idiot" i argued "dont you wanna live?"

they ignored me and scraped their fingers on the ground to fill the bags. one lady dared to say "we DONT want the nazis to have bags of protection" i argued then they will shoot you. she argued "i would rather die than help a nazi" --you dont mean that or you would run to the electric fence.

she ignored me and scrapd the ground in vain. my bag was filling the fastest but the others refused to use the rock. the sun moved across the sky and capn did not bring me more water.

i started to feel dizzy...

suddenly i heard many motors. many truks came from all the surrounding cities and young girls poured out.

they had finished school and insted of going home the truks brout them to work kuz the soldiers need sand bags to sheild them from artilery.

many teen girls poured out of the trucks. i saw capn was inspecting their eyes. most he sent toward our group and a few separated  to the side for a different job.

a kapo orderd us to stand in a line. as the teens passd she took the textile sand bag and walked to the fence to dig more dirt to fill the bag. once the man gave the bag he walked to the other side. man after man gave the textile bag to the teen girls. until my turn the girl moaned "why is mine so heavy." this got the kapos attention and he shouted for capn.

capn saw the bag was very full and said "teach the girls to use the stone."

so i went as leader of the prison group and showed the girls to find a rock and scrape the ground to loosen it and then scoop the dirt in the bag.

more and more girls arrived and crouched obeying me. the found a rock, loosened the earth and scooped in the bag.

suddenly a surprising roar... loud machine gun as loud as the loudest roar i had ever heard in my life from behind me at the gard tower.

the row of men were no longer needed for work. only while the girls were at school. they collapsed in a bloody row and the kapos dragd them to the trucks which had brout the girls.

soon the sun set but still we worked in the lyt after sunset.

at dark the girls were marched to the baraks the corpses of men were gone.

i heard a voice, "hey monkey you used your monkey tools well today" it was the capn in a deeper tone. "tmoro morning yu will only be my butler, and rest all day, not fill sand bags. your job is limited to three years or until we lose the war... whichever comes first. now come and wash your filthy sweaty jew-body."

i was delighted... i had hope but dared i hope? was this just to disappoint me?

what if the shower did not spray water... but insted the chlorine gas that germans used in the great war of 1915 certainly the horror of chlorine gas choaking was far worse. that crime was repeated more than the american atom bomb that they willl drop later... how could i know that?

i recalled the film [fifth element] when the lady cried when she saw the atom bomb and did not want to save the earth... the real evidence shoulda been the POISON gas that german prussian france and brits used in the great war which was far from great except in area. that was evidence and reasoning not to save humanity.

anyway i finaly washed my sweat away in cold water far too cold to be pleasant but i needed to get clean and i had not cleaned the food waste as well as i had wanted.

when i exited the shower "my" stolen shirt was not in the place i had hung it.

i understod monkey meant no clothing... like animal but i wanted to argue a monkey butler must wear a butler shirt. so i asked a maid to bring me a bow tie and she did. i wrapd it on my neck and walked to the dining room.

the delicious aroma of beef greeted me... i felt so hungry.

i saw the capn and asked for a butler shirt. he argued "you did not ask for butler pants--i know i am your monkey" i said in a low submissive tone. slam. his hand slapd me "you are not a slave nor a slav slave you are a butler you hear?"

he orderd a maid to bring me the long butler shirt it was yellow and covered most of my thighs.

i puld the fabric over my head and wore it like a tent. no buttons just a simple sleeve of fabric.

"i like your bow tie. i think you will also serve with the girls as my entertainment. due to your bow tie. now go rest until meal time you will serve me."

i went and lay on a soft mattress and let my eyes close. the job was not the accounting job that i wanted but it was a job i could do. he had taken me despite my limping ankle.

WARNING the next part is immoral sex slave stuff and will be published separate with a warning. sex slaves whisper