The Educators - Part 5

The twelve prisoners enter the new room, which is smaller than the last one. The floor and walls are covered in tiles, and there are two drainage holes on the ground and two hoses attached to the wall. Professor Edinburgh instructs them to line up. Paris and Tokyo come in, carrying two video cameras, and start filming.

-We’re going to give you a nice shower. I want you all to stand at attention with your hands on your head and your legs spread. Try to smile! We’re going to film it and post the video online tonight.

The captives do as instructed, most of them not being able to contain their tears of humiliation. Nairobi takes one of the hoses and positions himself in front of Princes Aiko, at the right end of the line. Mumbai does the same at the left end, in front of Jacinda Ardern. Paris and Tokyo follow them, capturing everything with their cameras.

When the two professors open the valve and the freezing water hits their skin, both Aiko and Jacinda flinch and gasp, barely able to withstand the cold. Paris takes a close-up of Aiko’s face.

-What happens, princess? -she says, giggly-. Is the water not to your liking? Please excuse us if our spa is not up to the standards you’re used to.

-Hahaha… -Nairobi chuckles-. Turn around, princess. Good girl. Now I want you to spread your butt-cheeks so I can rinse your little rosebud.

Aiko shrieks in utter humiliation. Overwhelmed by embarrassment, she feels unable to move. She tries to obey, afraid of being punished, but her muscles don’t respond.

-What’s the matter, Aiko? Are you shy? -intervenes Edinburgh, who was paying attention to the scene-. Girls, you all had a cavity search and a sponge bath at your arrival, when you were still ****. You really have nothing we haven’t seen, filmed and taken pictures of, so it’s a bit late to be modest, okay? Look at Jacinda there, spreading her ass like a little whore. That’s the spirit! Come on, princess, chop-chop!

Finally, battling the feeling of utter degradation that engulfs her, Aiko bends over and parts her buttocks, offering an unobstructed view of her back passage. Paris makes sure to capture a good close-up of the imperial butthole with the HD camera. Nairobi directs the freezing water all over the princess’s trembling body, taking special care in the anal area.

When he finishes hosing Aiko, Nairobi starts the same procedure with Queen Maxima. At the other end of the line, Mumbai has already finished with Jacinda and is half-way to rinsing Sanna. One by one, all of them get the same treatment.

The hostages are then given shower gel and instructed to soap themselves. Paris and Tokyo film the whole process, taking close-ups of the twelve women lathering their helpless naked bodies.

-Girls, please, can you stop crying? -says Tokyo, giggling-. Your fans are gonna think that you’re a bunch of cry-babies! Or worse, they’re gonna think that we are not nice hosts. Give the camera a smile! Let the citizens of your countries know that you’re not afraid of a bit of soap!

None of the prisoners can do anything else than cry, while they keep lathering their exposed and shivering bodies. When they are done, they are ordered once more to stand at attention with their hands on their heads, for a second hosing with icy water.

-Don’t you feel better now that you are all nice and clean? -asks Edinburgh, but the only answer he gets are **** cries-. A bit dramatic, aren’t we? It’s just a cold shower, for crying out loud! Don’t worry, we’ll warm you up in a minute. Follow me. Let me show you the Exercise Room.