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The Rescue Hut
by Doghead_2000 (colin@dizzydog.org.uk)
***
A female Gestapo officer tortures two partisan girl
captives to gain information before cruelly murdering
them. When a patrol of British Commandos take the hut
by force, they extract a cruel revenge on the officer
before executing her. (MMF, nc, v, sn, bd, tor)
***
Part One
The wooden door of the mountain rescue hut burst open
under the sudden pressure of the heavy 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 as if unsure of what to do next.
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 corners 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 prisoner's arms together at the
elbows.
They 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-sheathed 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 officer's 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
again plunged the girl’s head 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 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 girl's 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 girl's 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?"
Part Two
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 group's 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 girl's 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 partisan's 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 and forced backwards and outwards to be lashed to
the ends of the broom handle on each side of her
shoulders by the third soldier. When they stepped back
the girl was left with her legs splayed wide apart and
her legs 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 vagina 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.
However she would always 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 girl's 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 girl's
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 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
wide.
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 girl's tight
virgin muscles to part from the pressure of the
insertion.
The tube of old news slowly imbedded itself in the
girl's 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 girl's 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 girl's
blood-curdling scream died away she applied the tip of
the poker to the girl's 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 girl's 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 defenseless 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 girl's anus and vagina, as well as the small
triangle of wispy 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.
Part Three
The blond Gestapo officer finally came around with a
stonking headache as a result of the rifle butt
striking the back of her head. It took her a few
minutes to acquaint herself with where she was. She was
still in the rescue hut, but her perspective had
changed. It took her a few more moments to realise that
she was in fact suspended in the air above the centre
of the room. Her wrists were tied with a rope that had
been thrown over the huts main support beam.
She had a gag in her mouth stopping her from uttering
any sounds or speaking. On looking around she noticed
that all three bodies of her men and the two tortured
girls had been removed from the hut. The chairs were
now back against the side of the hut, leaving her
hanging above a large clear space. Her feet were
suspended about two feet off the ground and she now
noticed that her ankles were also tied together. She
was fully dressed in her uniform except for her forage
cap that lay on the table in the corner.
Six of the British Commandos were in the hut, which
meant that two more must be outside on some sort of
guard duty. She cursed herself for ignoring the basic
rules of self-protection and not having one of her own
soldiers outside on watch during the interrogations.
The commandos were all looking in her direction. It was
obvious that they had been sickened by what they had
found in the hut and held her responsible for the
butchery that had taken place. She was surprised that
they had not executed her while she was still
unconscious. The Captains face looked a lot harder than
when he first burst into the hut with his men. She
didn’t realise that while she was out cold he had
closely inspected the two bodies of the murdered girls
before their bodies had been taken out and buried along
with her men’s.
On seeing the horrendous injuries that had been
inflicted on the two young girls, he had decided that
retribution was absolutely necessary in this case.
Normally he would never hurt a woman, but he did not
consider that this female bitch could ever be
considered a woman after what she had inflicted on the
dead girls. She deserved some form of similar treatment
before her vile person was removed from this earth. As
what he was contemplating was usually totally outside
of his normal nature, he was having to use the very
nature of the injuries he had found on the girls as his
guidelines.
The Captains men on the other hand, although sickened
by what they had seen, were looking at the suspended
Gestapo officer in a very different light. What they
saw was a beautiful blond female officer of about
thirty years of age in a tight fitting uniform that was
stretched taut across her more than ample bosom. Her
slim waist and shapely legs looked more like those on a
woman seven or eight years younger, the shapely firm
buttocks showing through the officer’s tight uniform
pants also reinforced this impression. The shiny calf
length tight patent leather boots that her pants were
tucked into seemed to emphasis the erotic effect in
their minds.
Finally his mind made up, the Captain crossed over to
the suspended woman officer and stood behind her. He
had no reason to speak to her, she was going to suffer
at his hands and the hands of his men, She was going to
pay dearly for her sadistic actions and then she was
going to die. So there was nothing to say. Reaching up
around her slender waist and under the bottom of her
tunic he grabbed hold of her leather belt and withdrew
it from its retaining loops.
Undoing the buttons on her pants, he yanked them down
her legs until he met resistance where they were tucked
into her calf boots. She was wearing no draws or
undergarments (she had long learnt that these would
distort the look of her tight fitting uniforms). When
he stepped back with her belt in his hands, she was
naked from her waist to her knees; the bottom of her
tunic was riding high as a result of her being
suspended with her arms above her head.
Walking around the semi naked officer he felt an
unexpected stirring in his loins, it had been a long
time since he had seen such a beautiful naked body in
front of him. He was already beginning to regret the
actions he was about to initiate, but he told himself
that this bitch didn’t deserve to own such a perfect
body. He would make sure she didn’t have it for long.
The woman’s pale skin stood out in sharp relief to the
dark material of her uniform. The two taut pale globes
of her shapely buttocks attracted the men’s gaze, as
did the thick bush of blond pubic hair nestling at the
top of her closed legs. The Captain again walked to the
rear of the suspended woman, this time he raised her
own belt and brought it hard down on her backside. He
struck her again and again on her arse.
Besides the sound of leather hitting supple flesh, only
the muffled shrieks of the woman from behind her gag
could be heard. After about twenty strokes the Captain
handed the belt to the sergeant who also started to use
the belt on the woman’s rear. This time the target for
the belt was the top of her thighs. Again after about
twenty strokes the belt was handed to a third man, and
then a fourth, until all six men in the hut had used
the belt on the woman’s rear.
The Captain then got two of the men to remove the
woman’s tunic and blouse, this was cut away from her
with gusto in their eagerness to expose her large white
breasts. Once she was completely naked from the knees
upwards the Captain retrieved the leather belt and
again started to whip the woman’s naked flesh. Applying
blows to her breasts, as well as her back, buttocks and
thighs. He applied over forty strokes to the various
parts of her body before handing over the belt to the
next man. Again all six men took their turn in
thrashing the nearly naked female, whose only reaction
was to wriggle about in her bonds at the blows and
utter muffled screams into her gag.
On completion of the thrashing by the sixth man, the
Captain had a chair placed beneath the woman. He got a
couple of men to lower her down a bit by slackening off
the rope over the beam. Stopping them before her feet
touched the floor, he had her pants cut away leaving
her only wearing her shiny calf boots to protect her
from total nakedness.
This however had the effect of boosting the eroticism
of the way she looked to the men. Continuing to have
her lowered, her feet were untied and lashed to the two
back legs of the chair, which she was facing. When she
was secured properly, her arms were lowered further and
she was bent forward over the chair back. Her arms were
finally released from the main rope and secured to the
front legs of the chair.
Once the retying was done she was immobilised bent
forwards across the chair back with her legs parted and
her arse in the air. Still gagged she was in no
position to complain at her treatment. From the rear
her anus and blond covered pussy was clearly on display
to the awaiting men.
The Captain could not bring himself to take part in the
actual rape planed for the woman next, so he put on his
coat and checked his weapon and went outside. As he
walked out the door he said, "She’s all yours. Don’t
forget to use her arse."
As the door closed behind the officer the men started
to play around with the woman’s exposed parts,
fingering her and kneading the exposed flesh. The woman
whimpered behind her gag at the touch of the hated men
on her private sex parts, but she was unable to stop
their intimate invasion. The door of the hut again
opened and the other two commandos, who had been
relieved by the officer, came in to the hut, eager to
join in the fun on the helpless woman.
The sergeant was the first to drop his pants to expose
his throbbing penis and he positioned himself behind
the Nazi bitch's cunt. With great delight and relief he
rammed it up to the hilt in the woman’s cunt. This was
no lovemaking session, he grabbed her around the hips
and rutted into her like a wild animal on heat. It
didn’t take long for the sex-deprived soldier to shoot
his load up the bitches’ cunt.
As soon as he stepped to one side the next soldier took
his place. Eventually all seven soldiers had emptied
their seed into the Gestapo officers cunt which was
painfully sore by this time. This would not be as
painful though as what was to come next for the lesbian
officer.
As soon as the last man had finished raping the woman’s
cunt, the sergeant stepped forward again, his penis
again standing to attention in good military fashion.
He dipped his fingers into the woman’s cunt to get
lubrication on them and then worked two sticky fingers
into the woman’s anus to stretch the entrance to her
tight hole in preparation for his cock.
When he had opened up the entrance a little, he
positioned his penis at the opening and grabbed hold of
the woman’s hips on either side. Using her hips for
leverage he forced his cock up her tight hole as far as
he could get it. Pausing for a just a moment for the
stretched passageway to adjust to his size, he started
to pump his cock into her in a rhythmic way. The blond
lesbian had never had anything like this up her back
passage and was screaming as loud as she could into the
muffling gag with each thrust of the man’s penis into
her bowels.
The sergeant again emptied his load into the woman’s
body, this time pumping his seed right into her very
bowels before withdrawing his cock from her arse. He
was replaced immediately be the next man in turn, until
again all seven men had pumped their loads up her arse.
When they had all finished their turns, two of the men,
including the sergeant, again raped the bitches’ cunt
for good measure. When they were all completely
satisfied the sergeant detail two different men to get
dressed and go outside and relieve the Captain from
guard duty. Most of the other men lit up cigarettes and
took a well-earned rest until the officer returned.
When the Captain returned he looked over at the bound
female bitch across the chair, and even though she was
now in an obviously distressed state, he could not find
it in him to show her any sympathy because of the way
she had mistreated the two murdered girls. She needed
to know the pain she had caused before she died.
He instructed his men to untie the woman’s hands from
the chair and bind them behind her back. When this was
done they stood her upright, although they had to
support her, as she was so weak that her legs were
giving way. A rope was passed around her waist and tied
to the lashings binding her hands so that they could
not be moved. The long rope over the huts beam was
again brought down and threaded between the woman’s
back and her arms and then tied to back on itself. As
the rope was hauled up it took the strain of the
woman’s weight so that they no longer had to support
her.
One of her legs was untied from a chair leg and lashed
to one end of the broom handle that had been attached
to the chair earlier. Her other leg was then released
and attached to the other end of the handle. Once she
had been properly secured and her patent leather boots
firmly bound to the pole, which splayed her legs wide
apart. She was hauled up on the rope until her feet
were about a foot off the ground.
The Captain took out his Zippo petrol cigarette lighter
and flipped the top open. As he approached the woman he
flipped the flint wheel to ignite the wick, he held the
resultant flame under the wide-eyed, now struggling
woman’s large left breast. As the flame burnt the
underside of the breast, he slowly and deliberately
moved the flame upwards until it finally reached the
moaning woman’s left nipple and held it there. The
nipple started to sizzle and burn in the heat of the
flame, the skin blistering away before he snapped the
lighter closed.
He waited for a few minutes for the metal case of the
lighter to cool down from the heat of the flame before
again striking the flint and repeating the process on
the blond’s large right breast. Again the woman was
moaning and futilely struggling at her bonds to get her
burning tit away from the searing flame destroying her
delicate flesh. When the nipple had started to blister
to match her other one the Captain flipped the hot
lighter closed again and stepped back from the woman,
who had tears in her eyes for the first time since her
punishment had started.
Giving the lighter time to cool down again, and for the
woman to partially recover from her ordeal with the
flame, the Captain slowly walked around her suspended
form to the rear. With her legs splayed apart by the
broom handle and her raised position off the ground, he
could just see the lips of her pussy and some blond
pubic hair showing under the ’v’ made by the shapely
cheeks of her arse. Once again he flipped open the lid
of his lighter and lowered it to between the cheeks of
her arse before striking the flint. As the flame rose
up towards her misused anus she started to struggle
violently in her bonds.
Two of the men stepped forward to hold her bound feet
steady as the Captain very slowly moved the lighter
forwards. The flame started to heat up the flesh
between the woman’s front and back passage before
moving forwards to lick at the lips of her cunt.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the flame moved along the lips
of her cunt towards the front, finally stopping right
below her clitoris, where it stayed until she passed
out from the shear pain on her most sensitive part.
Once the Captain realised that the woman had lost
consciousness, he flipped the lighter closed and
withdrew his hand from between her legs.
While the woman was unconscious he had his men bind her
breasts tightly with some thin lashing rope. The
bindings circled her breasts close to her ribcage and
some did a figure of eight around both breasts. When
they had finished, the front of her large breasts were
ballooning over the top of the tight lashings, because
the ropes were so tight the breasts were turning deep
purple due to the trapped blood supply inside them.
While waiting for the woman to regain consciousness he
instructed most of his men on his plans for the
sadistic woman’s execution and sent them outside to
make the required preparations, then he pulled up one
of the chairs in front of the woman and used his
lighter for its proper intended purpose. While he
smoked his cigarette he contemplated on the changes
that had occurred in him during these years of war,
which would allow him to even contemplate misusing a
woman in this way, regardless of how she had treated
others.
The restrained blond Gestapo officer started to regain
consciousness, signalled by her muted moans into her
gag. She was in a lot of pain from the severe burning
of her delicate female parts, and the tight bindings on
her chest that had appeared were making her endure a
continuous throbbing pain in her tits.
The Captain got up and removed the woman’s gag from her
mouth, using a handkerchief from his pocket soaked in
the icy water from the washbasin on the table, he
dabbed at her lips and squeezed some of the liquid into
her mouth. He wasn’t sure if it was in fact pity for
the woman, or the fact that he wanted her to be alert
enough for her to realise what was going to happen to
her during her execution. Either way he decided to at
least give her the dignity of leaving her gag off.
One of his men came back in to inform him that the
preparations that he had ordered were now ready. He
told the man to get four of his comrades to help move
the blond outside to the place that was made ready. He
then put on his coat, picked up the woman’s hat and
went outside.
The four selected men came in and lowered the rope
suspending the female to the roof beam, then they
manhandled her out of the door as she was with her legs
spread to the broom handle and her breasts tightly
bound. They carried her across the snow to the edge of
the tree line where the other men were waiting for them
underneath the thick bough of an old oak tree. A thick
climbing rope had been thrown over the bough. Below
this a straight branch from a tree had been partially
buried in the ground, about three inches in diameter
and sticking straight up pointing at the thick bough
above, it ended in a sharp carved point about six
inches long and about three and a half feet off the
ground.
The woman who was freezing cold out here in the open
with only her boots on to fend off the cold, was
carried over to the prepared instrument of her doom. It
took her a moment to realise the meaning of the strange
arrangements prepared for her. As realisation started
to sink in she started to plead for the mercy of a
quick death and no more torture, her terrified eyes
sort out each of the men in turn looking for some sort
of reprieve from the fate that was prepared for her.
She found no sign of any remorse in any of the men and
realised that they were going to continue regardless of
her appeals for mercy. Drawing in a deep breath she
steeled herself to accept her terrible fate like a true
officer in Hitler’s elite Gestapo. She would no longer
cry out in pleas or pain. These men would not get to
see her breakdown again at the pain they were going to
inflict on her in her final moments.
The four men stood her up on her feet under the tree
and two of them held her upright by holding on to her
arms bound behind her back. The rope hanging down from
the bough above was passed through the lashings on her
tits, down through her ample cleavage and the ropes
doing the figure of eight around her now swollen and
distorted breasts which were turning blue, not so much
from the cold, but from the lack of blood circulation
in their huge swellings. The rope was then brought back
up and tied back on itself above her head.
At a signal from the Captain the two men supporting her
let go and stepped back as the strain of her weight was
taken on the rope, which after passing over the bough
above continued down to the main trunk of the old oak
tree where it did a couple of turns. Again on a signal
from the officer four of the men started to haul slowly
on the rope, as they did so the naked Gestapo woman
started to rise into the air, hauled up by her tits.
The pain on her chest at this treatment was
excruciating and tears started to flow once again from
her eyes, but she gritted her teeth determined not to
cry out again in front of these men.
They hauled her up until her feet were a good three
feet of the ground before pausing. Two of the other men
stepped forward to take hold of her feet by the ankles
and the end of the broom handle which was still forcing
them wide apart. The Captain stepped up behind the
female and signalled his men on the rope to slowly
start to lower the woman.
As the woman’s body was lowered, the officer parted her
shapely butt cheeks with his fingers, with the
assistance of the two men holding her feet on either
side, he guided the sharp point of the spear like
branch sticking out of the ground into the entrance of
the woman’s rectum. Allowing the men to lower her
further until the point had enterer her by about eight
inched and her anus was being stretched wide open by
the three inch girth of the main pole, he signalled his
men to tie off the rope at the tree. All three men then
stepped back from the pained woman and joined their
comrades next to the oak tree.
The Captain got the men to prepare their equipment and
weapons ready for moving off before turning his
attention back to the suspended woman. When they were
ready they all turned their attention back to the
partially impaled female who made an erotic sight in
the white snow covered clearing. Her skin was nearly
the same colour as the background, but her ballooning
dark purple/blue breasts stood out in sharp contrast,
as did her shiny black calf length boots which were
spread wide apart by the lashed broom handle. The thick
pole sticking out of the ground disappeared up the
woman’s arse forcing her to thrust her hips and cunt
area forward at the men. Only the men’s footprints in
the snow detracted from the scene.
The Captain got his men to untie the rope and very,
very slowly let out the rope lowering the impaled woman
further onto the improvised stake. At first she sank
deeper onto the pole meeting little resistance. She
gritted her teeth harder to bear the pain of the
insertion. Then it started to rip at her very bowels
and intestines as it forced its way up into her
innards.
The pain was excruciating and her resolve broke as she
started to scream out in agony, the screams rebounded
around the clearing as the men continued to lower her
on to the invading pole, her own weight her undoing as
it forced her further and further onto the thick rough
wood of the instrument of her agony. Blood and guts
started to run down the pole and the backs of her legs
as the damage to her innards intensified.
Then her spread apart feet touched the ground and she
stopped. About twenty inches of the thick branch was
imbedded inside her body, tearing her stomach and
intestines apart, but stopping short of fatally
entering her lungs or heart. She was a dead woman; it’s
just that her body didn’t know it yet.
As the men put their packs on and started to move off
in single file, the Captain crossed over to the still
alive impaled woman and retrieved something from his
pack, a slim brown tube about eight inches long and an
inch in diameter. Striking the fuse of the hand held
magnesium signal flare so that it ignited. He rammed it
up the poor woman’s cunt, burning end first. The woman
gave one final short horrendous scream before passing
out into unconsciousness; The flare would continue to
burn inside her totally destroying her cunt and womb
before it went out.
The Captain walked behind the body of the woman and
placed her cap neatly on the top of her head. "A good
officer like any good Cowboy in a movie should always
die wearing their boots and hat." With that he drew his
pistol and fired a single shot into the back of the
Gestapo officer’s head and walked away.
As he walked from the clearing in the direction that
his men had taken, it started to snow again. Before
long the men’s footprints disappeared under virgin
snow, leaving the erotic sight of the impaled blond
female’s body in shiny boots as the only clue to the
events witnessed by the Rescue Hut.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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