The Rescue Hut
(A Three-part Story of Torture, Interrogation and Revenge)
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The heavy wooden door of the mountain rescue hut burst open under the sudden pressure of the jackbooted foot against it's surface, throwing it back against the wall and rattling it's old iron hinges. Rising dust and snow blown in from the doorway was the only movement to follow this sudden intrusion on the once tranquil scene. Outside the harsh whispered tones of guttural German could be heard from all around the one-roomed building.
After what seemed to be an eternity a body was thrown through the doorway of the sparsely furnished room, half staggering, half falling, landing face down in an unidentifiable heap near the centre of the room. A second figure was thrown through the doorway landing on top of the first body; two muffled grunts came from the heap of padded white bodies in snowsuits.
From the doorway came the louder German voices that seemed to be satisfied and more sure of themselves. A submachine gun appeared from each side of the doorway followed by two larger snow suited figures wearing ski-goggles. After cautiously inspecting the interior they stepped over the threshold into the room to be followed by two more identically dressed and armed figures.
The two crumpled figures in the centre of the room were ignored while the four newcomers searched the room's contents. Finding kindling for the iron stove at the back of the room and a supply of oil for the two lanterns on the walls, the four figures started to make themselves at home.
As the hut started to warm up the figures began to removed their thick snowsuits to reveal three large men in SS Storm trooper uniforms. The smaller fourth figure removed it's hood to reveal long blond hair that cascaded down over it's shoulders, as the snow suit was lowered the insignia of the Hitler's dreaded Gestapo was revealed attached to a tightly tailored uniform that left no doubt as to the gender of the person wearing it. The tunic fabric was stretched to its limit to contain the ample bosom that it contained and the riding breeches looked as if they had been painted onto the shapely pair of legs, the bottom of which were tucked inside calf length patent leather riding boots.
The three men watched out of the corner's of their eyes as the female officer bent and straightened her uniform but took great pains to make sure that they were not observed in doing so or catch her eye accidentally.
Finally the female Gestapo officer seemed to take stock of her surroundings and to the two bodies on the floor of the hut, she barked some orders at the men in German who jumped at the sound of her voice. One of the men dragged a couple of wooden chairs towards the centre of the room and collected some rope lashings from a hook on the wall near the door where they were obviously kept for climbing rescues. The other two men hauled one of the figures unceremoniously to its feet and dragged it over to one of the chairs. They cut through the tape binding the arms of the figure behind its back and forced the figure into the chair and used one of the lashings to tie the arms behind the chair back and to a cross member between the chairs rear pair of legs, A section of rope was also used to bind the prisoners arms together at the elbows. They then proceeded to cut the short length of rope used to hobble the prisoner's legs together to stop escape after capture and then lashed the foot of each leg to the corresponding front leg of the chair. Thus totally incapacitating the prisoner without restricting the prisoner's torso.
The second prisoner was unceremoniously dealt with in the same way and lashed to the second chair. This one however attempted to struggle free as the tape on her arms was cut away. In the attempt the prisoners' hood was dislodged to reveal the face of a pretty young brunette girl with short cropped hair aged about twenty-four years of age. Her cheeks were distorted as a result of having a rag forced into her mouth and held in place with a gag. One of the soldiers slapped her hard across her face bringing a muffled cry from behind the gag but it put an end to her struggle while they finished securing her to the second chair.
The female officer again barked orders at the men who quickly stood back. She stepped forward in front of the brunette and scrutinised the girls face for a few moments before walking around the chair. When she reached the rear she paused for a moment, suddenly her arm shot out and she grabbed a large handful of the brunette's hair and yanked it back hard forcing the girls head sharply back. The suddenness of the move had caught the girl by surprise and you could see the pain in her eyes as her head was forced back at an un-natural angle.
The officer finally spoke directly to the girl-using textbook French with a thick German accent. " Well Mademoiselle, we caught you setting explosive charges to the railway bridge. Before we leave here you will have told us everything we want to know, including the names and locations of all your co-conspirators, codes and contacts. You will also tell us your group's plans. You will give us this information, the only question will be how quickly and how much pain it will take to loosen your tongues". With that she threw the girls head forward again and let go of her hair.
The officer crossed over to behind the second prisoner and yanked the hood violently off. Straight shoulder length blond hair cascaded down over the prisoners face before settling down on her shoulders. The face revealed was that of a very pretty young girl of no more than eighteen years of age. Like her colleague she had a rag stuffed in her mouth held in place with a gag. Her large blue eyes showed real fear at what was happening to her.
The officer walked around to face her, she studied the terrified face for a few moments before saying, "I'm going to enjoy making you sing like a canary and when you do I might let my men have a treat with you. They know how to treat a traitorous Partisan whore". The girl glanced at the soldiers who where looking at her with leering expressions on their faces and her fear deepened.
The officer in fact hated men and their pathetic attempts to get her into bed. She had learnt from a very early age where her preferences lay. It was this hatred that had led her into career as a Gestapo Officer, she loved to inflict pain and humiliate men. She was not averse to torturing young women and girls when the opportunity arose either as it gave her a sexual satisfaction she was unable to achieve in her personal relationships with women. Although she would never grant men any pleasure for themselves, she would use them as a tool to help her in attaining her own pleasures by using them to hurt and humiliate her victims.
The officer turned to the men and ordered them to strip the prisoners and cut away their garments. As they eagerly moved forward they un-sheafed their bayonets from their belts and approached the two women. Without any hesitation or finesse they started to rip and saw at the snowsuits throwing shards of cloth in all directions. It didn't take long to expose the civilian clothing underneath, pullovers, blouses and trousers. However the eager soldiers were soon ripping these garments apart in their frenzied efforts to get at the female flesh underneath. Within minutes the two women were totally naked except for the gags around their mouths and the men were groping at their breasts and thighs with their hands. The officer barked orders loudly at them and they immediately if not reluctantly stepped back away from the prisoners.
The two naked women now on their own in the centre of the room made an erotic sight to those present. Totally exposed with their legs tied to the front legs of the chairs and their arms tied behind them to the rear cross member had the effect of pulling them down into the chairs and forcing their buttocks to sit forward in their seats. The consequences of this position also had the added effect of forcing the women to open their legs wider apart, completely exposing their genitals to their eager audience.
The older brunette prisoner had large full breasts with big dark round nipples protruding from the centre of each firm mound. Her body was firm and yet supple from a life of hard exercise and work. Between her legs was a mass of thick curly dark brown hair that extended from her lower belly and disappeared between her legs towards her rectum hiding her private parts from the onlookers view.
The younger blond prisoner had small but well-proportioned breasts with small erect pink nipples in the centre pointing upwards, Her teenage body still carried the remnants of some puppy fat but was that of an athletic youngster in her pubescent years. Her pale skin was taut and unblemished except for a couple of fresh nicks in her skin from the over eager bayonets of the soldiers as she was stripped. She had a small patch of downy blond hair between her legs. Her cunt lips could be clearly seen between her parted thighs. The eyes of all four of the onlookers seemed to be drawn to this single spot in the room.
Snapping herself out of the thoughts of what she would like to do to this fresh young girl, the officer decided to get the interrogations started. She decided to start with the older women. First though there were preparations to be done and she set about getting the soldiers to sort out the various instruments she would need to use in obtaining the information from the prisoners. The hut was turned upside down finding various kitchen utensils, needles, bundles of paper and assorted ropes and straps. One of the soldiers was detailed to go outside and fill some kitchen pots with snow to be melted on the stove and a couple of pokers for the stove were placed in the flames. A washing basin was also found and filled with soft snow to thaw out.
Once the preparations were proceeding to her satisfaction the officer turned her attention to the brunette. She walked over and stood behind her up close-up. She reached over her shoulders and started to gently massage the girl's nipples, using experienced fingers she gently teased and coaxed the nipples into arousal. The girl was obviously surprised and embarrassed at this unexpected behaviour. As her nipples hardened the girls body started to involuntary relax. When the officer sensed this occurring she dug her nails into the swollen nipples and squeezed as hard as she could, twisting and pulling the nipples violently at the same time. The girl's reaction was instantaneous as she screamed behind her gag and her body went rigid in her chair and started to shake. The officer kept the pressure up for a full two minutes before releasing the girl's nipples. She then walked around to the front of the chair to face the girl who had tears running down her cheeks.
Again she spoke to the girl in French, "You see my dear I have the power to bring you either Pain or Pleasure at will. You will give me the information I want or you will suffer the most exquisite pain and torture until you do". She turned to one of the soldiers and nodded to him. The soldier stepped forward and removed the brunette's gag from her mouth. The girl immediately spat out in French, " You sadistic Nazi bitch". This was met by a very hard smack across the mouth by the soldier that rocked her head violently to one side cutting off any further outburst. "You will remain silent unless you are telling me what I want to know or are screaming in pain", said the officer.
She reached for a pair of large needles used for repairing canvas and leather from the selection of acquired implements and proceeded to use them to piece the woman's breasts. Over and over again she stuck them in to the screaming woman's mammaries paying particular attention to her large nipples, twisting the needles as she dug them deeply into the struggling woman's flesh. She them started to stick the needles into the woman's parted inner thighs, starting half way between the knee and the crutch, moving higher with each progressive stab. The woman's screams seemed to blend into one continuous high pitched wail as she struggled against her bonds in a futile attempt to avoid the sharp stabbing pains getting closer and closer to the centre of her womanhood. Finally the officer pieced the woman's clitoris with one of the needles and with one final ear-piercing scream the woman passed out into unconsciousness.
The Officer used this opportunity to replace the needles with one of the two wall oil lamps, removing the glass lens so that the already lit wick was exposed. One of the soldiers threw some of the ice-cold melting snow on the woman's face and chest, rudely awaking her from her protective slumber. The officer immediately moved in to hold the lamps flame only inches from the woman's right breast creating heat and pain to the targeted area without actually burning the skin. "You can get this to stop if you tell me who your contacts are". Said the officer moving the flame over to the left breast to repeat the procedure. When she got no answer she moved the flame closer to the woman's nipple extracting another scream from her. She kept repeating the process moving from breast to breast each time getting closer to the tender brown nipple on each breast causing the woman to scream and stretch at her bonds in an attempt to avoid the searing heat. Finally the officer held the burning wick so that the woman's right nipple was in the flame itself and held it there. The woman screamed and tried to fight the pain until she again passed out from the shear agony of the flame on her sensitive part.
Once again the soldier threw melted snow over the woman to bring her round again. The officer now turned her attention to the thick mass of dark brown hair between the female's legs. Because of the way the woman was bound to the chair she had full access to this area as the woman's pubic area overhung the front of the chair with her legs forced open. The officer started to use the flame of the lamp to burn off the hair slowly moving the flame in and out so as to singe and burn it off without creating any burns to the skin of the woman. The smell of singed hair filled the hut with its distinctive putrid odour. Finally the pubic area was devoid of all hair and just a bit of stubble and ash remained which failed to cover the woman's total nakedness. Her cunt lips and clitoris could now be clearly seen nestling between her open thighs. It was this that the officer now turned her attention to. Firstly the officer started to play with the woman's clitoris with her fingers, teasing the already tortured bud by gently massaging it. Although she knew it would be her downfall the woman could not avoid her body from reacting to the expert ministrations from the officers fingers and she found herself moving her hips in time to the stroking fingers and pushing against the expert manipulation she was getting. Her clitoris started to swell as the nerve endings came alive with sexual pleasure. However the officer's intentions were far from supplying gratification to this Partisan Whore. As soon as she judged the female to be at the height of sensitivity she swapped her fingers for the burning wick of the pain inflicting oil lamp. Yet again the female screamed, this time a blood curdling sound that seemed to shake the very walls of the rescue hut. She held the flame in position; the sound of sizzling flesh and fluids mixed with the scream and the hut was filled with the smell of burning flesh. Finally the woman again passed out into the safe arms of unconsciousness.
As the screams stopped and the hut fell silent, the officer turned to the still gagged terrified younger girl with the lamp in her hand and said, "Are you warn enough dear?"
While the older female was still unconscious the officer got the soldiers to prepare more instruments for her sadistic use. The washbasin that now contained slushy ice-cold water was placed on the wooden table that was standing in one corner of the hut and the table was dragged nearer the centre of the room. The female was quickly released from her chair and although starting to come round again she was only just barely semi conscious. She was dragged to the table and bent over it. Her legs were parted and retied to two of the table legs. Her arms were placed behind her back and lashed together so that her elbows were bent and her forearms were strapped together in the middle of her back. Once all the preparations were ready ice-cold water was again thrown over her to bring her fully round again.
One of the soldiers stood on either side of the table next to her, each holding on to one of her arms. They forced her breasts hard down on to the tabletop so that they were flattened against the rough splintered hard wooden surface. Her arse was positioned over the edge of the table with her wide spread legs immobilised by the table leg lashings. The officer had a clear view of the girl's buttocks and now naked cunt, which were fully exposed and at her mercy in this position. The officer selected a thick leather strap from the items prepared for her.
"Are you ready to tell me what I want to know yet Whore? You can end this if you speak up. I am not a cruel person, I just need to know what you can tell me about your group". The two soldiers holding the girl were about to snigger but were silenced immediately with a cold stare from the officer, they knew better than to ignore the icy look that she gave them.
When the girl made no response to her question the officer raised the strap high above her head and brought it down hard across the top of the girl's thighs with a load crack. The girl only whimpered in pain at the blow, which infuriated the officer forcing her to keep raining blows to the girl's thighs and buttocks with the strap. Large red welts started to appear on her skin where the strap had kissed her. After every few blows the officer would change her direction of swing and bring the strap upwards for a single blow between the girl's legs so that the leather struck the girl hard on her sensitive and bruised cunt lips, this usually resulted in a sharp scream or intake of breath from the restrained female who could do nothing to avoid the abuse she was getting.
With no forthcoming information the officer seemed to quickly tire of this form of interrogation. She had the soldiers holding the girl lift her off the tabletop and hold her upright as the third soldier pushed the washbasin of icy water across the table so that it was positioned where the girl's head had been. The girl was again pushed down on the table only this time the third soldier supported her head so that it was suspended above the basin. With a nod from the officer he forced the girls head into the icy water and held it there for what seemed an eternity. The girl's body tried to buck and struggle as she fought to get her head out to gain a breath of life saving air. The female officer was good though, she was well aware of how far she could go without risking drowning the girl. Finally she nodded to the third soldier who raised the girl's head out of the basin of icy water. The girl was spluttering and fighting for air, her breast was heaving in attempts to fill her lungs with the precious oxygen she had been deigned. She was still fighting for breath when the officer again nodded at the soldier who plunged the girl's head back under the surface of the icy liquid.
This process was repeated over and over again, never giving the girl a chance to catch her breath properly. Each time she was lifted out she was heaving for breath and sputtering, spittle was running uncontrollably from her mouth and the icy water was numbing her brain with each insertion creating it's own pain in the form of a severe headache. The girl was attempting to hold her breath as best she could with each dunking, but the officer had other ideas, she would wait until the girl's head was under the water and then apply the strap to some part of the girls body, the resultant scream or involuntary gasp would either force out the life giving reserve of air from the girls lungs or force her to swallow the icy water making her heave even more for breath. On one occasion the officer just reached between the girls legs with her hand and squeezed the girl's bruised and battered clitoris. This action really made the girl buck so much that the soldier holding her head under the water nearly lost his grip on the girl.
Finally on a signal from the officer the girl was once again raised and the basin pushed to the other side of the table. The officer was beginning to get bored with this female. She knew she could force answers to her questions eventually, but she was getting impatient to start on the younger girl. She had been watching the other girl throughout the interrogation and she knew from her terrified look that she would quickly crack and give her the information that she required, allowing her to then take pleasure in sadistically torturing her solely for the sake of personal gratification.
With this in mind she ordered the men to again push the older girl down on the table and use a rope wrapped around the table to bind her in this position. As she wanted to have the younger girl for herself she decided to allow her men to use the brunette older girl for their own gratification for a while before she finished her off personally.
Her men had been with her long enough to know what was coming when the officer turned her back on the girl and lit a cigarette, while still facing away from the men she simply raised her right hand and gave a gesture in the air as if brushing an invisible fly away. This was what they had been waiting for and they eagerly closed in on the helpless girl bent over the table. They took it in turns to violently rape her from behind, the girl could offer no resistance to this violation of her body and could only whimper as she was impaled on each of the throbbing penises in turn. When the three men had pumped their seed into her abused cunt the room fell silent.
The officer who had been facing the wall during this violent rape slowly turned around to face the men and the girl. She indicated to the men that she wanted the men to now take the girl again, only this time she wanted the girl to be taken up the arse and buggered. She pointed to one of the men who she knew had a bigger than normal penis to start the process of splitting the girls rectum. Although watching men sexually gratifying themselves made her physically sick she walked around the table and grabbed the now empty chair and sat down to the side if the girl where she could watch the girls face during the coming violation of her body.
The selected soldier positioned himself behind the girl on the table, She sensed that he was there but was unaware of what was to come. She tensed herself for yet another rape of her badly abused pussy lips from the man. The soldier spat on the end of one of his fingers and started to work his finger around and up the girl's still so far untouched rectum to stretch the opening to give his enormous penis entry into that tight opening. The girl realised with horror at what was about to happen to her already abused body and started to wail and struggle against her bonds, flaying her head from side to side screaming "No, No, Please not that, please no not that way". The officer grabbed a handful of the girl's hair to hold her head still facing her. " You should have told me the information when you had the chance Whore. Now you will suffer my men's pleasure."
The officer nodded to the soldier behind the girl who rammed his swollen penis hard up the girl's rectum as far as he could force it in one push. The girl let out an unholy scream as her bowels were deeply violated. She had never had such pain inside her body as she was receiving at this moment, she also felt as if her whole arse was splitting open at the invasion of her virgin entrance. The soldier started to pump his enlarged penis in and out of her rectum, each time trying to force his giant member further and further in to the depths of the girl's bowels. His delight in the gratification he got from the tightness of the sheaf he was using was obvious to all those present, this enjoyment made his enormous tool swell to even larger proportions in his quest for satisfaction. Finally he stiffened as his seed was planted deep inside the girl's bowels. As he removed his penis from the girl's rectum it was covered in blood and shit. The officer let go of the girl's hair and got up, she indicated to the other two men that they too could have a turn with the girl while she went to the side of the room and lit another cigarette.
Once the selfish grunts of the two men diminished and the girls whimpering at the violation of her brutally treated rectum had died down, the officer went back to stand behind the girl whose bruised and streaked buttocks and thighs were now also covered with blood, sperm and the contents of her own bowels. It's time to end this now and move on to the other girl she thought. She took hold of the handles of two red-hot pokers that had been sitting in the flames of the stove all this time and approached the whimpering girl from behind. It wasn't in her nature to just finish the girl off without one final sadistic infliction of pain so she used one of the pokers to burn the girls clitoris one last time causing the girl once again to scream out at the pain in her most sensitive private parts. As the scream died down, the officer placed the same poker inside the girls cunt lips at the same time as she applied the second poker into the gaping hole in the girls arse created by her violent butt rape. Without further hesitation she forced the red-hot pokers in as far as she could into the girls bowels and cunt, ripping the girls innards apart with the violent heat of the tools ends and the force used. The girl's final screams faded into a gurgling rattle in her throat as she died, either from the shock of the inflicted pain on her heart or the internal damage done to her innards and vital organs by the instruments of her final degradation.
Once the brunette was beyond any further pain the officer replaced the pokers into the stove fire to heat up again and turned to the younger terrified and gagged blond girl still tied to her chair and said, "Wasn't that fun my dear? Now it's your turn. Have you got anything to tell me?"
The female Gestapo officer eyed up the fresh young body of the eighteen year old naked blond girl in front of her. She was physically turned on by the sight of the girl bound in the chair with her breasts and intimate parts fully exposed to both her gaze and her sadistic pleasures. She had already blanked from her mind the sadistic torture and murder of the girl's older companion, whose body still lay bound to the top of the table on the other side of the room. She was focused now only on what she intended to do to this girl to further satisfy her own sadistic pleasures. First though she had to obtain the information for her superiors about the girl's Partisan organisation, which she had failed to do from the girl's companion before finishing her off.
She had one of her soldier's remove the girl's gag from her mouth. Immediately the terrified girl who had been forced to watch her friend's extremely painful humiliation and demise started to sob and cry out for mercy. "Please don't kill me, I don't know anything. Don't hurt me, I couldn't take the pain." This confirmed the officer's suspicions that it would be easy to get the girl to give up the information that she needed.
The officer walked around the chair behind the girl and started to massage the girl's neck. After a few moments she dropped her hands to the girls small but firm breasts and started to gently manipulate the small mounds, occasionally running a finger lightly over the girl's small nipples. The officer lent forward and whispered into the girl's ear " You are lovely my dear, but I have to know about your groups activities. I don't want to hurt you or mark that perfect little body of yours. I will though, if I don't get answers from you. You have seen how uncomfortable I can make you if you don't help me." With that she started to squeeze the girls nipples as hard as she could. The girl sobbed and started to scream at the pain. "Please no, stop. Please, PLEASE."
The officer finally released the pressure on the girl's tender nipples and started to gently massage her breasts again. "You see it's up to you if you get pain or not my dear. Tell me about your group." The officer's hands started to slide slowly down the girl's body, caressing it as she went, occasionally stopping to pinch the flesh for a moment before slowly continuing on their way. Eventually the manipulating hands closed in on the small tuft of blond hair between the girls parted legs. Gently massaging the area between the girl's legs, the officer started to gently rub the girl's cunt lips. She used one of her fingers to delve into the girl's cunt itself and then withdrew enough to find the budding clitoris exposed to her manipulating fingers. As she carefully worked the swelling bud in her fingers to excite it's owner, the officer again whispered, "Tell me about your group." Again she started to squeeze at the flesh she was holding. Only this time the sensitivity of the swollen clitoris in her fingers brought an immediate response from the girl. She screamed out in pain, sobbing, "Please no, stop. I'll tell you what you want, Stop, Please stop, I'll tell you anything. Please, Please."
The officer released the girl's clit and started to question the girl for the information she wanted. Although frightened and sobbing the whole time, the girl answered her questions without faltering. A few trick questions and attempts to trip the girl up on her answers convinced the officer that the girl was telling the truth. The girl was so terrified at what had happened to her companion that she was in no mind to try to trick the officer anyway, she just wanted this nightmare of pain to end.
Satisfied that the girl had told her the truth about the other members of her group and that she given away all she knew about the partisans activities and plans, the officer could now concentrate on getting her own pleasure by inflicting this frightened young girl to any sort of sadistic torture that she wanted. She had no reason to keep the girl alive any longer than her own deviant sexual needs required. When she left here with her men she wanted no witnesses alive to her favourite methods of interrogation. Her own men were so scared of her that they would never talk about her methods, so the girl herself would have to die and it was her intention for that to be as painful and as slowly as possible.
The officer picked up the leather strap that she had used earlier on the other girl and stood in front of the terrified youngster. While the girl begged for mercy as she had answered her questions, the officer pulled back the strap and brought it down hard on one of the girls exposed breasts. The girl was screaming at the stinging contact of hard leather on her soft sensitive flesh. Blow after stinging blow landed on the girls two breasts creating welts and small cuts across her small mounds and exposed nipples. This treatment went on and on, left breast, right breast, left breast, right breast. The girl's painful screams melted into one continuous scream of agony, as her pretty bosoms were pounded over and over again.
Finally the officer put down the strap and looked at the girl whose chest was now a mass of bruises and lacerations. The girl's cheeks were covered in tears from the pain of the unrelenting punishment that she had taken from the strap to her bare tits.
The officer got two of her soldiers to take the broom head off of it's handle and tie the centre of the handle to the top of the chair back in which the girl was sitting. The girl's legs were untied from the chair legs, forcing the girls legs backwards and outwards they lashed them to the ends of the broom handle on each side of her shoulders. When they stepped back the girl was left with her legs splayed wide apart and raised in the air, exposing her young cunt and rectum to the delighted gaze of the sadistic female officer.
"Now my dear, where was I before you decided to answer my questions?" The officer moved forward and knelt on the floor between the girls out spread legs, reaching forward she slowly parted the girl's delicate pink exposed cunt lips. "What a delicate little flower you have here my dear." Said the officer as she moved her head forward to plant a soft kiss on the girls young sex parts. Slowly she started to lick and kiss the girl's cunt and clitoris, her tongue flicking the tiny exposed bud and darting into the tight cavern between the girl's lips.
Despite the pain from her lacerated small bosoms, the girl was unable to stop her body from responding to the attention that it was getting from the experienced sadistic lesbian Gestapo officer. Her arousal was an automatic response to the expert attention that her clitoris and virgina where receiving from the officers darting tongue and manipulating fingers. As the girl's arousal heightened the officer started to use the fingers of her other hand to play with the girl's anus opening. Using the lubrication being created by the girl's cunt and her own saliva she dipped her finger teasingly inside the girls anus at the same time as she sucked and nibbled at the girls swollen clitoral bud. This caused the girl to reach the point of no return and within moments the girl's restrained body shook from a violent orgasm that invaded her whole being. The officer greedily sucked and swallowed the girls flowing juices keeping the orgasm going with her manipulations to her sensitive exposed parts.
As she sensed the orgasm beginning to fade, the officer once again squeezed the girl's clitoris bud as hard as she could, digging her sharp nails into this most sensitive organ. The girl once again let out a horrendous scream of pain and started to thrash around as much as her restraining bonds would allow her. Tears again started to flow from her eyes and down her cheeks as the officer un-relentlessly continued to squeeze her most sensitive part. On and on went the pain until the girl was almost passing out from the shear exhaustion of the pain and struggle. Finally the officer released her grip and the girl collapsed in her bonds sobbing at the treatment her womanhood had undergone at the officers hands.
The watching soldiers were well used to the way that the sadistic officer liked to use her lesbian tendencies to manipulate and torture the younger victims in her clutches. She got a sexual satisfaction from her total power over her victims, the younger and prettier the better. The soldiers had often seen the officer try to hide her own orgasm as she inflicted pain and humiliations to her subjects. When the officer took a particular fancy to one of the prettier ones, they themselves would not get a look in. She did however make sure that they were able to satisfy themselves in other ways with her other victims to make up for it. The sight of this gorgeous sadistic blond officer on her hands and knees indulging in her own pleasure itself was a massive turn on to them and they would use this image in their own fantasies when in private later.
The officer now having wiped off the girls juices from her face on her sleeve, again turned her attention to the girls exposed cunt. Inserting three fingers into the wet opening she said, "Sorry my dear, I don't have a Penis to give you. Perhaps you will enjoy this though." With that she started to pump her fingers into the girls pussy, twisting them backwards and forwards with increased vigour. Slowly she added a fourth finger and then her thumb to form a fist of her hand. Ignoring the girl's screams and sobs she started to pump her fist into the girls pussy. In and out, twisting and stretching the girls tender internal flesh, forcing her fist in further and further all the time. Eventually to the utter painful distress of the girl, the officer had her forearm buried in the girl's cunt up to her elbow. This did not come about without causing internal damage to the girl's body. Blood began to flow as her uterus and womb were damaged by the vicious attack on her young womanhood. When she removed her arm and fist from the girl's gapping opening that was her pussy, the officer's arm was covered in the girl's blood. She stepped over to the table and casually washed her arm in the icy water in the washbasin that had been used earlier on the other girl.
Turning back to her young victim, she said, "Well my dear you seem to have a gapping pussy but only a tiny puckered arse. I think I will have to do something about that now. You will enjoy that? Won't you? I certainly will." The girl didn't seem to register the officer's comments and continued to just whimper, she was exhausted from the treatment that had been inflicted on her tortured body and was drifting in and out of a semi-conscious state.
The officer considerer letting the soldier with the larger than normal sized penis Sodomies this girl as well, but ruled it out as she wanted to inflict all the pain to the girl herself. She looked around the room for something to use. Her eyes fell upon the bundle of old newspapers and the rolling pin on the wall in the kitchen area, this was one of those types without handles on the ends, about 16 inches long and 2 inches in diameter. Retrieving the rolling pin and a couple of newspapers she crossed back over to stand between the girls splayed apart legs. Placing the rolling pin on the floor near her feet she rolled up one of the newspapers into a tight tube. She started to use the tube to spank the girls exposed buttocks and thighs, slowly at first, just tapping the flesh, but increasing the power of the swing to connect a stinging blow to the girls rear quarters. Occasionally she would bring down a very hard blow straight on to the girls still bleeding cunt, this always extracted a scream from the semi-conscious girl. The rolled up newspaper started to disintegrate from the effects of the girl's cunt blood and the punishment it was taking from striking the girls flesh with such force. So the officer threw it down and picked up the second newspaper, this she opened and discarded about half of the sheets before again tightly rolling it up into a very tight tube of about an inch in diameter. Using the fingers on her left hand on either side of the girl's anus to stretch the tight muscles around the hole as much as possible, she placed the end of the rolled up newspaper against the girl's tight hole and pushed in. Turning and twisting to both stop the newspaper from unrolling and to force the girls tight virgin muscles to part from the pressure of the insertion.
The tube of old news slowly imbedded itself in the girls rear aperture, bringing yet more screams from the already tortured girl. Once the officer had forced about eight inches of the tube up the girls tortured rear passage, she started to pump the unnatural object in and out to stretch the passage way and entrance.
"Had you fill yet my dear? I think not." The officer said more to herself, than to the semi-conscious girl at her mercy, as she withdrew the tube of paper from her arse. She picked up the two inch thick rolling pin and started to force it up the girls rear passage, twisting and turning it to force the girls already stretched anus to give way to the invading object's insistence. Slowly the massive object forced its way in to the girl's interior, first just a couple of inches, then four, then six, and then eight. The girl's muscles and skin were stretched to the limit and in danger of splitting open completely at this awful violation of her rear passage. The pain had partially brought the girl around and she was squealing like the stuck pig that she was at this treatment. Still the officer was unrelenting, forcing the object even further up the girl's back passage, until the girl could feel her very bowels and intestines splitting at the force of the never-ending violation of her insides. Finally the screams stopped as the girl slipped into total unconsciousness and the officer withdrew the massive wooden rear dildo from the girls arse. Yet again the blood and shit covering the object stood testimony to the damage that she had caused the girls internal body with its invasion.
The officer stood back from her victim and lit another cigarette, indicating to her men to throw icy water onto the girl to bring her around again. While she smoked and planed her next little game, the girl had time to come around and be more aware of her surroundings again. By this time she knew that she would receive no mercy from this Nazi bitch, and that her fate would be like her dead friend, an agonising death. She wished she could somehow end the torture herself now, but was at the complete mercy of the sadistic Nazi female in front of her naked, violated and exposed body.
Extinguishing the cigarette butt under the heel of one of her patent leather-riding boots, the blond officer again turned her attention to the chair bound girl. Once again she crossed over to the stove and extracted one of the red-hot pokers from the fire and turned to face the terrified girl.
Without any preliminaries the officer applied the hot metal to the nipple of the girls left breast, holding it for a few seconds before removing it. As the girls blood-curdling scream died away she applied the tip of the poker to the girls right nipple. Another blood-curdling scream escaped the girl's lips before the officer withdrew the hot poker from the girl's tender flesh. Turning to replace the poker in the fire, the officer picked up the second red-hot poker and touched it's end to the girls exposed clitoris. This time the pain was too much for the girl, whose scream died as she faded once again into semi-consciousness. More icy water was thrown on her to bring her round as the officer inserted the end of the hot poker a couple of inches into the gapping hole that was once the girls tight anus. More screams from the girl, as the poker was held there for a few moments and then withdrawn. Before the screams could die down completely they again changed to high-pitched shrieks as the hot poker was inserted a couple of inches into the girls tortured pussy. By this time the girl was becoming a mindless zombie, screaming continuously from the unrelenting pain and punishment that her body was receiving at the hands of this sadistic woman. She was completely broken and the officer knew it. It was unlikely that the girl would even know what was being done to her to inflict more pain to her already tortured body. She would just know that she was suffering as the pain filled what was left of her conscious mind.
Still the officer wasn't finished yet and she wanted a souvenir of the pleasure she had had at the girl's expense as a keepsake, a tradition she had developed in her early days as a trainee Gestapo interrogator.
Taking a sharp bayonet from one of her men she approached the defenceless girl, slowly and deliberately she started to carve up one of the girls small-mutilated breasts. First she used the point of the weapon to cut a deep circle around the girl's burnt nipple, then digging deeper and underneath the small charred bud, she removed it completely. Using the bayonet she then cut a deep incision from the top of the breast to the bottom, across the point where the nipple would have been a few moments earlier. Holding the two halves of the small breast together, she then cut another deep incision from the left side of the breast to the right. When she let go of the quartered breast it opened up like gruesome red flower opening up on the girls chest.
Satisfied with her artistic handiwork, the officer repeated the procedure on the girl's other breast, first removing the burnt out bud that had once been the girl's small delicate pink nipple, and then quartering the girl's breast with the sharp bayonet. Once again satisfied with her expertise in gruesome body sculpture and the acquisition of two small souvenirs for her collection, the officer set her sights on something a little lower and bigger.
Moving the bayonet further down on the whimpering form she expertly cut off the girl's badly burnt clitoris for her collection. Then she used the bayonets sharp point to circle around the lips of the girl's cunt, her anus and the remaining tuft of blond hair on her pubic bone. Carefully and with great expertise she skinned the girl's pubic area so that the whole area of skin came away in one piece. She held it up for her men to see like a trophy, clearly visible were the two holes for the girls anus and virgina, as well as the small triangle of whispy blond hair above.
The barely alive girl was well past any conscious awareness as to what had happened to her, or to the fact that the very things which made her a female were now a shredded, mangled, bloody pulp on her body, or sitting on the table as gruesome souvenirs for the sadistic officer.
The officer ordered two of her men to untie the girl's outstretched legs from the broom handle, which was supporting them, while she and the other soldier started to clear up the instruments she had put to such sadistic use on the two females. As the two soldiers crossed the room and stood behind the girl's chair to untie the bonds, the door of the hut once again flew open.
Taking the occupants totally by surprise, they were unable to take any evasive action to the sudden burst of gunfire that followed the door into the room. The female officer was hit in the arm and was spun around and onto the floor by the impact of the bullet. The soldier beside her was hit by a burst of bullets in the stomach and went down as if pole-axed holding his guts in with his hands. The two soldiers standing behind the girl's chair took the full brunt of the hail of bullets that entered the hut and their heads and chests exploded into a bloody mass of flesh and blood as they died instantly.
As the eight British Commandos entered the hut they took in the carnage in front of them, from the wounded female Gestapo officer and the gut shot soldier on the floor to the bloody pulp covered bodies of the other two soldiers. They were also shocked to see the bloody bodies of the two naked female interrogation victims tied to the table and chair.
As the Captain in charge of the patrol studied the carnage in the hut he emptied his magazine into the writhing figure of the gut shot soldier in front of him. When his weapon ceased to fire with a click, he indicated one of his men to check out the bodies of the two women. Crossing firstly to the girl on the table the Sergeant checked her neck for a long absent pulse. He silently indicated to the Captain that there was no hope and the girl was long past any help before crossing over to the girl still tied so obscenely to the chair. He again indicated to the Captain, this time that the girl was barely alive but that her situation was hopeless due to the horrific torture and injuries.
The Captain detailed a couple of men to untie the unfortunate girl and lay her down on the floor as comfortable as possible and cover her with a blanket. He also ordered a blanket thrown over the body of the naked girl on the table. Turning his attention to the Gestapo officer he studied the tight form of her smart figure hugging uniform. Her wounded arm seemed to be only a flesh wound to her upper arm. He got two more of his men to cover her with their weapons while he turned his attention back to the seriously injured girl in the centre of the room.
Speaking for the first time since entering the room with his men, the Captain crossed over to the girl and in a soothing voice tried to console the critically injured form. He sat down beside her and lifted her head into his lap. He knew that he could do nothing for the young girl's pain and that she would eventually die of her painful injuries. Gently massaging her tear covered cheeks with his fingers; he slowly used his other hand to remove his pistol from its belt holster. Continuing to speak to the girl in soothing tones, he brought the muzzle of the gun to about an inch away from the back of the girl's head. Suddenly the back of the girl's head exploded as he fired a single shot, killing her outright. The Captain had tears in his eyes as he let the girls bloody head slip back onto the floor and pulled up her blanket further to cover her over completely.
The Commandoes in the hut were taken by surprise at the Captains actions and the sudden loud gunshot in the hut and their attention was distracted away from the female Gestapo officer for a moment. Seeing an opportunity, she made a sudden rush towards a shelf where she had placed her own weapon earlier. She thought she had made it, until everything started to black out from the rifle butt impact to the back of her head. As she past out, she saw the Captains boots moving in her direction.