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Post From The Battlefield
by Hans Schultz (hans_schultz_2005@yahoo.com)
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A father writes a letter to his son during the war and
invites him to rape and kill civilians with him.
(M+/Fg+, extreme-ped, nc, v, rp, extreme-sn, military,
ws)
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Dear son,
I am writing to you somewhere on this unknown,
godforsaken land. I know you have been worried about
me, because I have not stayed in touch, but at least
now, as you read these words, you know that your father
is alive. As a matter of fact I am more than alive. The
front line is far away from our battalion and our job
is mainly just to clean the mess it has left behind. So
my life is very good here.
I know that your whore mother has told you that you
should avoid being commanded to this place by any means
necessary because it is dangerous, but do not believe
her son. I am your father and I know better. This is
what we men do and what we are proud of!
I know that you want to become a real man too, and so I
have arranged things so that you will be joining us
here as soon as four months in your basic training have
passed. And now, do not be afraid of this, son, because
there is no need to. I can tell you that war is fun!
I and my comrades are attacking all those poor rural
villages and the people there can do absolutely nothing
to stop us. Most of the local men are sent out to die
from the bullets of our army and there are only women
and children at home. There is no way they can offer
any resistance for strong soldiers like us. Which is
good, of course. This way everything is much easier.
No one in our company really cares about politics. Our
only interest is to get to rape and kill. As a man you
must understand this, son. I am proud of my uniform and
my rifle, which I carry. As proud as I am proud of my
cock that hardens inside my uniform trousers every time
I see a woman or a girl begging for mercy in front of
me. That is the feeling of power, son. You can feel it
with your own cock too. I know you have got a big cock.
Of course you do, because I am your father.
Son, I want you to know that this is the way I expect
you to follow the footsteps of your father. There is
still a lot of this poor land left to conquer.
I was not going to believe how lucky I was when I heard
that I had been ordered to join the 42nd cavalry
regiment. But eventually I had to. The 42nd cavalry
regiment is famous for its cruelty and the acts of
senseless violence that it commits. But then again, the
reason why I was ordered here was quite obvious. Most
of my current comrades have a history in violence
and/or sex crimes. And as you must be aware of, I was
found guilty of raping that 12 years old little whore
sister of yours two years ago. That fucking cunt was
asking for it, I say. Thank God that in you I have at
least one good and loyal SON.
Anyway, I was quite sure they were going to put me away
for a very long time, or even worse, send me to the
front line. But it did not happen, and this is where
your second lesson comes up, son.
A man must always have good friends, because good
friends will help you and stay on your side when you
are in trouble. That friend to me this time was mister
Aarnio. You remember him too.
He was the reverend of our congregation there in our
hometown. Now he is here though, with a high rank and
with a noble, religious task to take care of the souls
of our soldiers. A fine man indeed he is. And he took
care of my case. He convinced the major, that it is not
right to punish a good man like me of a crime that is
so insignificant in the eyes of God and especially
insignificant for the army. Which is true of course. I
am a man at my best, and I am damn sure that I am a
thousand times more useful to the army and my country
than the little whore can ever be.
Reverend Aarnio is a good man. God bless him and his
soul forever.
And now I am here. So far I have killed about 150
enemies, most of which have been women and children.
And I have already lost count of how many enemy holes
my cock has raped. It is very important that you draw a
line between enemies and human beings. These people are
animals and they deserve everything that we are doing
to them. Remember that, son. You must believe me when I
say to you, that raping at least one little cunt a day
makes a man feel much stronger. My cock is again just
like a lust filled tool of a young man with a constant
hard-on.
Yesterday we invaded a small village once again. The
people there had no clue that we were coming their way,
so they all were in the middle of their daily routines
as we got them by surprise.
I will now tell you something about it. And my son, you
may not be ashamed of yourself, if your cock gets hard
while reading the following. It is good exercise for
you, as we keep eye on what you are going to do here
too very, very soon.
The houses looked all alike. They had not seen any
paint for decades and most of the windows were broken
and covered with cardboard. Domestic animals, like hens
and pigs were wandering around the gardens. Very
primitive, but then, what could one expect from these
stupid people? I looked inside from a window of the
first house and saw children playing on the floor and
some cunts cooking food or some shit in front of the
stove.
The whole house was just one big room. I went to the
door and just kicked it open. All action in the room
stopped and the poor bastards just looked at me in a
complete state of shock. I felt I was in total control.
I pulled the trigger of my rifle and laughed as one by
one I paid them all a bullet. Of course all of them did
not die, but I do not care. Wounding them is even
better. It brings them more pain and my cock gets more
pleased.
After the sound of the firing faded away there were
only sounds of wailing and crying carried through the
air, and it was music to my ears. The wooden toys of
the children were left alone on the floor and they were
slowly getting trapped in the pool of blood. Blood of
the children, who just 10 seconds ago still merrily
played with them.
I do not lie to you son. My cock was hardened to its
full length and it was dripping pre-cum, which felt wet
against my thigh. Some of the cunts were still alive
too, and they screamed as I walked all over them as I
went through their home in search of anything valuable
I could steal. I found some money and some family
jewels, which I crammed into my pockets. I used my
rifle butt to smash all the things that did not have
any value to me, spat on the suffering whores on the
floor and walked out.
I wish you had been there, son. You would have been
proud of your father. In less than five minutes I
ruined the future of that family forever. And if they
are not all going to die because of me, at least I have
left out motherless children or childless mothers,
whose pain will never fade out. And just for the fun of
it. Cruelty is power, my son.
I went through also five other houses and did the same
thing there. Except at one place, into which I threw a
hand grenade through a window before I went in, because
there was a also a man in the room. That is also
something you must try out when you will get here and
join us. Hand grenades can cause very exciting
destruction. Houses get on fire. The stomachs are blown
open and people try to push their intestines back in.
Children have their eyes blinded by the grenade
splinters and they cannot see how to get away from the
flames. Crying and screaming everywhere.
The first thing I am going to teach you as you will get
here, is blowing up people. We will find a pregnant
whore and you will get to push a grenade into her cunt.
It is a real treat to watch her blow up, and it gets
even more pleasing if you make some older cunt child of
hers suck your cock at the same time. This may sound
like something that is not possible to do, but you do
not need to worry, son. It is quite easy. There are
plenty of pregnant women in every village. Of course
there are. They are all whores here.
At this point the whole village was at state of chaos.
I heard gunfire all around me. Dead bodies were
everywhere, and no matter where I looked, I could see a
fellow soldier raping some whore.
A group of my friends had fun with some teenage cunt,
who was crying for her mother and begged them to stop.
It was so fucking hilarious. As if a man would stop
fucking before he has shot his load! Here you see son,
how stupid women can be! It was a beautiful sight as a
cock after another ripped that little pig to pieces.
After they were done, she was covered in sperm, and she
just sobbed. Someone had dropped an infant on the
ground after he had finished using it and it had its
head all red from all that screaming.
Just then sergeant Laiho, a very good friend of mine,
came there, and asked me if I would be in for a game. I
immediately got the hint and we started playing
football by kicking the infant to each other there on
the street. My boots are still covered in blood from
that. I guess I will have to polish them before the
captain inspects our outfits today. He is always very
strict about the regulations, but on a battlefield,
like in the fight yesterday, he is a very good leader
and he also likes to rape enemy whores.
I saw him in the sixth house where he and another
officer laughed and kicked a pregnant whore in her
stomach. She tried to cover her yet unborn baby with
her hands, but of course she did not succeed. And as
soon as the miscarriage started, the officers moved of
taking turns and fucking her bleeding cunt with fury.
In the other corner was action too. Our medic was lying
there on top of some long haired blonde, who was
fighting him so hard, that he had to beat her face to
bloody pulp with his fists before he managed to get his
monster sized cock inside her fuckhole.
Luckily he is a bit more gentle medic when he is taking
care of his comrades.
You can believe son, that my cock was about to explode
there and then as I saw all the raping around me. The
soldiers were grunting like pigs as they pumped their
cocks in and out of the whore cunts.
The women screamed for help and the air smelled like
sweat, blood and sex. I looked around the room if there
was anything left for my cock too, and then I saw this
bitch in her 30´s who was embracing a baby in her arms.
There was also a little girl, about seven or eight
years old, who tried to hide herself behind the skirt
of the woman. I walked straight to the old cunt and
grabbed the baby from her grip. I could not hold myself
back any longer.
I opened the buttons of my uniform trousers and took
out my rock hard man cock. Then I forced the baby to
open its fuck-mouth and I pushed my cock as deep as it
went down its throat. The throat was so small that the
size of my cock really stretched it open. Tight as a
cunt of a teenager. It took lots of concentration, but
I managed to get my piss to stream out from my bladder
into the baby.
Of course it was too much for her, and her whole little
baby body began to swell as my hot urine filled its
stomach and its lungs. My piss even burst out of its
nostrils when I started to move the little fuck animal
up and down on my cock. You will also come to notice
how big your cock seems when you use it on someone so
small.
In those situations your cock seems to be the most
dangerous weapon in the world. And for those whores it
certainly is. Just forget those ideas about using your
cock for tender lovemaking in order to please the
woman, which I am sure your mother has tried brainwash
you with. Your cock is a tool of terror and rape, son.
That is a way to prove your manhood to those whores.
When I was done pissing, I just grabbed the baby by its
feet and swung its head against the floor as hard as I
could. It could as well die as far as I was concerned.
I had finished using her, and just felt like killing
someone. Its skull was immediately smashed and parts of
its brains came to view. Now it was nothing more than
rag on the floor. A used up fuckhole full of my piss,
which was flowing on the floor from her mouth.
But my cock was still out of my pants demanding
attention. I looked at the old cunt who seemed to be
paralyzed by fear. She just squeezed the hand of the
little whore behind her skirt, probably trying to
protect her with that pathetic attempt. But as I have
told you, son, when a real man wants to have a piece of
cunt, he will take it and does not ask for permission.
That is exactly what I did with your mother too, but
that is another story.
I dragged this little whore to me and could not hold
back my laughter as she cried things like no and mommy
and help me and please no. It is always the same. I
shut her up by rubbing my cock against her face,
burying her nose in my crotch and slapping her eyes
with my cock so hard that strings of my slimy pre-cum
landed on her face. I lifted her up with one hand and
stuck my tongue as deep in her throat as I could moving
it all around, exploring her every cavity.
I let my drool fill her mouth at the same time as I
ripped her clothes off with my other hand. That was
easy. She was wearing just some old rags which tore up
from a slightest touch. Then I just fell on her with
all my weight, using her body to soften my fall. I
think she must have hurt her head as she fell, because
she went unconscious, but she sure did wake up quickly
as I shoved my big cock inside her little whore cunt.
You have seen my cock, son, and you know that it is a
pole that can split a woman in two.
I pulled her legs apart with my hands and used my full
force as I penetrated her. Suddenly I heard a loud
cracking sound from her insides as something broke.
Probably her hip joints. That was good, because it made
it easier for me to get my whole length in. The fuck-
hole woke up and started to scream her lungs out. Her
eyes looked like they could have popped out of their
sockets on any second. I stuck my tongue back in her
head-cunt and suffocated her screams by grunting and
groaning obscenities into her mouth.
Of course it did not take long for me to dump my slime
in her womb, and as I came I shouted as hard as I
could, still keeping my mouth opened against hers. As I
still spasmed in the grip of this powerful orgasm, I
bit her tongue so hard that it came off and her mouth
was filled up with blood.
I stood up, with my softening cock still out and wet
from sperm and blood. Then I looked the old bitch in
her eyes. I made a couple of wanking movements with my
cock and spat the tongue against her face. "Your
daughter was lousy fuck, whore. Make sure your next one
will be better," I said. She collapsed on the floor. I
turned around to leave.
The officers and the medic had been waiting for me to
get ready. They offered me a cigarette as they were
already smoking themselves. And we walked out of the
house. We got our horses and started our evening ride
to our camp. The village was ruined. At least half of
the houses were burning and over a half of the
population was killed. Those who were not, were wounded
or raped. And the spoils of war are good too.
My balls got emptied for that day and in addition I
managed to haul a very nice amount of money and
jewellery from the houses. I am quite sure that the
whorehouse pimp back home will be very interested in
their life savings and will give me some of his best
service in return.
So, son... now you know what I do. I know that you must
be anxious to get here as soon as possible. Once you
are here, I will teach you all you need to know. As
soon as you have read this letter, you will have to go
and report yourself at the local headquarters and tell
them your name. Everything has been taken care of for
you. You will go to the basic training and right after
that you will be sent here to fight for your country
together with us.
Take this letter with you, and do not tell anything
about our plans to that whore mother of yours. I have
decided that I want to leave her in uncertainty of what
has happened to you. That way I will have my revenge on
her and I am sure that you will agree too. After all,
what else is she than another whore who should not be
let bring up a young boy like you. I am your father and
I will take care of you. I will bring you up to be a
man. A real man.
Welcome to the 42nd cavalry regiment, son.
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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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