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Those Nasty Nazi's & Their Teutonic Tortures
 (FF/MF, nc, s/m spoof)

Dsiclaimers

If your under age SCRAM!  If this isn't allowed in your community  get
the h*ll out of here!

This is a spoof about a sick group of people who were in power years
ago.  I do not condone what they did nor suggest that anything about
this story be tried out in real life.  Although I tried my best, the
sight gags are still funnier.

Those Nasty Nazi's & Their Teutonic Tortures

By Ted E. Bear

 I confess up front, I stole the idea for this story, even the title
from a comic book.  Obviously since I don't have the benefit of the
sight gags, a little setup before the story begins is in order.

 The time is 1942.  The world is at war and George Hunt, an English spy
somewhere in France, along with, Monique Rouge, a female member of the
French Resistance are picked up and are taken to Paris for
interrogation.  After the local SS intelligence agent can't get anywhere
they are turned over to the Gestapo.  Their top two female agents, Major
Rhonda Hindenberg and Lieutenant Darleen Dumkopf, a pair of tall, kinky,
busty, blondes, who have always managed to get the information out of
their interogees, are assigned to the case.

 George is an extremely handsome man with long shaggy brown hair, a
bushy mustache, and  is hung like a horse.  He is a striking figure at
six foot two and two hundred pounds of muscle.  Monique, is a
statuesque, blue eyed, bleached blonde with an hour glass  figure that
would make a Barbie doll look dumpy.  Her most prominent assets are, of
course, her 40DDD breasts.  She has a real tiny waist and flaring hips
with an ass that begs for you to fuck it.  In addition to her physical
attributes, she has a beautiful face with bedroom eyes.

 Monique is pulled from her cell and taken to an interrogation room.
She's wearing  the slacks and blouse she had been captured with.  Major
Hindenberg, Lieutenant Dumkopf and three of their men are in the room.
After an hour of getting nowhere, the Major finally says, "Vell, ve
shall have to try a defferent method.  You vill take off all of your
clothes, French swine!"

 "But your men, they weel see me!"  Monique pleaded.

 "They veel do more than see you.   Now strip I say!  Unless, of course,
you vant them to help you!"  the Major responded, with a sneer on her
face and a nasty chuckle at her own joke.

 Reluctantly, Monique removed her clothing, as slowly as possible to
delay these horrible people from seeing her naked body and as sexlessly
as possible so they would get any enjoyment from it.

 When she was finally naked, Lt. Dumkopf, took her clothing and left
room, returning shortly empty handed.

 The Major commanded, "Now Bitch, stand up!"

 Monique stood up, covering her breasts with one arm and her mound 'd
Venus with her other hand.  The Major took her riding crop and smacked
both hands until Monique stood there with her hands to her sides, her
naked body exposed to the cretins interrogating her .

 "I'm going to give you vone last chance, to tell me vhat I vant to
know!"  the Major whispered in her ear, "And den ve shall have some fun
vith you."  Again she chuckled nastily at her own pun.

 "But I don't know anything."  Monique pleaded.

 The Major nodded and the three men approached her, holding various
bondage devices.  A thick, stiff, tall collar was placed around her
neck, forcing her to look straight out and preventing her from raising
or lowering her head.  Next wrist cuffs were secured to her wrists and
locked into place and ankle cuffs secured to her ankles and locked into
place.  Her wrist cuffs were then secured to the opposite side of collar
with a link that snapped shut once in place.

 This positioned her with her upper arms going straight up from her
shoulders and combined with her lower arms coming down at an acute angle
her arms formed the letter 'M' above and behind her head.  With her arms
in this position, her massive tits were pulled very high on her chest
and thrust out, making them even more prominent than they were anyway.
In addition, it also forced her head forward, choking her slightly on
her own collar.

 She was then placed on her back on the interrogation table, a smallish,
heavy wooden  table.  First thick, wide straps, which were already
attached to the table, were drawn tightly over her stomach and her arms
and secured in place.  This left only her legs mobile, but not for long.

 Then the three men and the Lieutenant brought her legs back, bending
the knees and pulling them apart.  A lasso from a rope was passed over
each foot and moved down her legs until it was just above her knees.
Then Monique heard the sound of a motor and felt it's vibrations, as the
slack was pulled out of the rope, drawing her legs even wider apart and
pulling them down until her knees touched the table, next to her tits.
 This position left her wide open and vulnerable.  She could feel her
pussy and anal lips gaped wide open in an obscene invitation that she
didn't want to be giving.  The only parts of her body that she could
still move were her legs, but only from the knees down and she could
still move her head from side to side.

 The Major came up along side of her with a sneer on her face and said,
"My vhat a lovely pecture you are, all tied up like a present!"

 She gave a maniacal laugh as she began tweaking her captives exposed
clit.  When Monique finally had to gasp from the pleasure the Major's
fingers were giving her, the Lieutenant shoved two of her long, gloved
fingers into Monique's snatch right up to her knuckles and immediately
began finger fucking her with long, quick strokes.

 Being naked and tied up as she was, was embarrassing enough, but these
women were turning on in front of these enlisted pigs.  Her body
betrayed her, as her juices flowed copiously from her cunt, coating the
Lieutenant's gloved fingers and flowing in rivers from her wide open
hole down across her dainty little anus, that was pursing open and
closed, like a fish's mouth, and sucked the liquid in.

 The Major nodded again, and the Lieutenant pulled her fingers from
Monique's pussy, drawing a whimper from their bound prisoner, and shoved
them back in to her ass.

 "Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee!" shrieked Monique, both from the
pain of the entry to her virgin anal cavity and because it set off her
orgasm, making her buck and shake on the table as well as she could,
bound as she was.

 The women stepped stopped stimulating her and when she calmed down the
Major said, "Vone last time, vill you tell me or not vhat I vant to
know!"

 "I would if I knew anything.  I certainly don't enjoy being bound and
used like this."  Monique cried out, tears of humiliation streaming down
her face.

 "Shave the BITCH!"  The Major screamed to her men and then to Monique,
"You're lucky mine men prefer a gud smooth shave.  I prefer to shave my
prisoner's with cold water and a dull razor.  It leaves their puusies
all torn up and tender.  Can you imagine vhat it vould feel like to be
shaved like that and then to have either salt rubbed in or alcohol
poured on such a torn up piece of flesh.  The pain is exquisite!  But
theese men, who are going to fuck you, complain that the stubble
irritates their balls.  So I relent and let them shave you  properly.
Aren't I generous?"

 A cart was rolled up to the table containing the necessary tools to do
the job, a large bowl of hot water, a straight razor, strop, and the
shaving cream kit.  Monique eyes bugged out as she the big fat argent
took the towel out of the hot water.

 "Wwwwhere are you going to shave me?"  she asked.

 "Vhy your puussie of course!"  the Major responded laughing.

 "No not that!"  she pleaded.

 "Vell, vill you tell me vhat I vant to know?"  The Major asked.

 "But I don't know anything!"  she protested.

 "Too bad!"  she said and nodded to the corporal.

 He forced a ball gag into her mouth by squeezing her nipple and then
viciously twisting it.  Just as Monique opened her mouth he quickly
brought the ball to her mouth and forced it in, over her squeals of
protest.

 He placed the hot towel on her crotch.  After a few minutes he removed
it and shoved the brush into the shaving cream and then onto her bush.
The sargent slowly and deliberately went about his task and removed all
of the hair from her crotch.  A depilatory was then applied, left to set
and finally wiped off, leaving her crotch as hairless as the day she was
born.  The gag was removed and a mirror positioned so Monique could see
what they had done.

 "Vell how do you like it?"  the Major asked, with that nasty laugh of
hers.

 Monique just cried at seeing the loss of her lush bush.  The three men
dropped their pants and underwear, exposing three horse sized cocks.
Not just one of the men were huge,  all three had over twelve inch long
cocks that were outrageously thick.  Knowing that the Major had
threatened her with a fucking, her eyes bugged out as she began to cry
and plead with her not to do this as she knew nothing.

 The Major said, "The only theeng that vill save you from being raped
repeatedly by my stud service ees for you to tell me vhat I vant to
know."

 "But I don't know anything!"  Monique wailed.

 "Too bad."  the Major said as the argent slammed his huge salami fully
into her unprepared cunt and immediately began fucking her as hard as he
could.

 Monique cried out in pain as the argent's cock impaled itself in her
dry passage, tearing at her tender, sensitive skin and stretching her
out like she had never been stretched before.  It wasn't long before her
lubrication began flowing and it wasn't long after that before she was
grunting in obvious pleasure.

 Seeing that the woman was beginning to enjoy her raping, the Major
leaned down next to her ear with a sneer on her face and said, "I see
that you like being raped by large cocks."

 "No I don't, " Monique cried, "it hurts."

 "No, I think you are enjoying it too much.   Vhy don't you smile for de
camera!"  she snickered, as she pointed the camera out to the bound
girl, which was recording everything from the way her cunt lips grasped
the huge cock as it tried to exit her hot, wet hole, to her facial
expressions.

 Monique didn't want to let these animals see that they had forced her
to cum but the fact that the big dick was rubbing places where no man
had been before and was filling her like she had never before been
filled was more than she could deal with and she could feel her orgasm
approaching.  Just as she felt it was about to wash over her, the major
took her riding crop and began beating her nipples as hard as she could,
denying Monique the pleasure of her orgasm.

 The argent continued fucking the bound prisoner bring her to the brink
of orgasm only to have the major beat her sore nipples until the
pleasure died away.  When he finished  the two corporals replaced him,
also fucking Monique, deep and fast bringing her to the brink of many
orgasms, only to have the major beat her nipples to prevent her from
experiencing any pleasure.

 The men had prepared an exceptionally large dildo, bigger than any of
their cocks, especially in width, with a lubricant laced with a
lineament.  After the last man came inside of her, the dildo was forced
into her well prepared hole.  Although it stretched her some, the
continuous fucking over the last hour eased its entry.

 Suddenly Monique's face turned red and she screamed out in pain as the
lineament turned extremely hot inside of her.

 "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!  OH GOD!  TAKE IT OUT!  IT'S
BURNING ME UP!"  she hollered.

 The camera focused in so that her ass was in the bottom of the picture,
showing the base of the huge dildo sticking out of her cunt, her pussy
drooling in rivers and her clit so erect that it looked like a miniature
penis; her face with all of it's expressions at the top of the frame and
in between her huge breasts jiggling, her breathing causing them to rise
and fall rapidly and her huge, thick, erect nipples sticking out like
the tips of a man's thumb.  Her five tormentors watched over the next
hour as Monique struggled in her bonds, cuming continuously from the
heated lubricant.

 The argent lubed his cock up to bugger the bound girl's virgin ass
hole.  Monique was so gone by this time she didn't even feel him slip
his monstrous appendage between her ass cheeks and up to her dainty
little hole.  The first she became aware was as he shoved half of his
cock into her ass, drawing a cry of pain from her.

 "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee!"  she bellowed in pain as the
huge dick took her anal cherry.  "PLEASE TAKE IT OUT!  YOUR KILLING
MEEEEEE!  YOU'RE TEARING ME UP INSIDE!   TAKE IT OUT!"  she pleaded in
vain.

 The pain was even worse because of the huge dildo filling her pussy
hole, thus making her anal passage even tighter.  Again the three men
fucked her over the next hour and each time she came close to an orgasm
the major would mercilessly beat her nipples, preventing her from
cuming.

 When they were finished fucking her ass, the ball gag was reinserted in
her mouth,
she was removed from her bondage, taken back to her cell and rebound to
her cot with her arms secured above her head, her legs spread wide and
up ninety degrees from her body with her ankles secured to chains from
the ceiling.  Her cell door was left wide open and she was used
repeatedly by guard after guard the rest of the day and all night long.

 The next morning the three men from the previous day came to get her.
After removing her bindings, the took her to the men's shower to clean
her up.  The three of them getting naked to shower with her.  Six pairs
of hands scrubbed and groped her for half an hour.  Then dried her off.

 Although she no longer wore her ankle or wrist cuffs, she still wore
her collar.  A leash was attached to the collar and the Argent, led her
to the non-com's dinning room, naked.

 The Argent commanded, "Sit!" pointing to a chair.

 Monique starred in horror as permanently attached to the seat of the
chair were two huge dildos that were obviously meant to impale her cunt
and ass and on closer inspection, the dildo meant to impale her cunt,
also had a nasty looking clital stimulator.

 "I said SIT! and I mean SIT!" the Argent barked.

 The room fell into a hush as all eyes were starring at her.  She knew
she had no choice and moved to position herself to sit down.  Slowly she
lowered herself onto the twin raping devices.  As she felt the twin cock
heads press up against her openings, she shuddered in fear, causing her
massive tits to jiggle and her nipples to become erect,  to the
amusement of her audience.  Very slowly she pressed down, impaling
herself on the fake cock heads.  Once they were both inside of her, she
began slowly fucking herself on the dildos, taking more and more inside
of her as her enormous tits jiggled like jello on her chest and her
nipples obtained full erection, until her bottom rested fully on the
chair.

 As she moved the last inch down, her clit came in contact with the
rough, spiked clital node and she orgasmed, much to the delight of the
assembled men.  She screamed out in bliss and her whole body shook as
she fucked herself in short up and down motions on  the twin dildos,
ramming her clit into the devious again and again and again.

 Finally the orgasm died down.  She slumped forward against the table
and she passed out.  While she lay there, unconscious, several men came
up and brutally squeezed her big tits and viciously pinched, twisted and
yanked her nipples.  In fact, they continued doing this even after she
came to.  She tried to stop them but the Argent ordered her to stay in
that position and let the men have their way with her.

 While the men brutalized her breasts, the corporal got her breakfast,
the first meal she had, since lunch, two days ago before she was brought
in.  When it was set down in front of her she devoured it and a second
helping was placed in front of her which she also devoured while the men
continued their rough housing of her huge tits and nipples.

 After breakfast she was taken back to the men's shower, douched and
given an enema.  Then the dildo from the day before was reinserted,
along with a butt plug.  She was then taken to the Lieutenant's
quarters.

 The Lieutenant had been a movie makeup artist/hairstylist before the
war.  She worked on Monique's hair for over an hour until it looked
really good.  She then painted  the girl's finger and toe nails a bright
red and began working on her face.  She applied the makeup heavy, with
blue eye shadow, black eye liner, rouge on her cheeks and breasts, and a
matching bright red lip stick until Monique looked like a prostitute.

 Next she was forced to put on a black garter belt, black fish net
stockings and seven inch stiletto high heels with leather straps
criss-crossing her feet.  The collar was removed and the ball gag forced
back into her mouth.   She was then brought to a different interrogation
room where George, also naked, was secured to a chair, although he
wasn't gagged.

 This room was larger and had many dasteredly looking devices and
implements.  Monique was then also secured to a heavy wooden chair.  Her
arms bound together with rope from above her elbows to her wrists,
forcing her shoulders way back and her chest way out.  Then she was
pushed into the chair, and her wrists were secured, with a short length
of rope, to a cross bar between the two back legs of the heavy chair.
Then her ankles and calves were tied to the outside front legs of the
chair, forcing her legs and knees wide apart and exposing her shaved,
splayed open cunt to George, whose chair was positioned facing hers.

 George couldn't help looking at his naked companion, after all, he
hadn't been with her long enough to get her into bed.  "I'm sorry that I
got you into this."  he thought to himself but said nothing nor did he
show any outward motion, other than the quick look over her naked body.
Then added to that thought, "God, I wish I knew that she looked this
good under all those clothes she was wearing.  Cause I would have fucked
her as soon as I met her."

 The Lieutenant, who had left the room after delivering Monique returned
in a black latex  outfit that clung to her like a second skin and
included five or six inch heeled boots.  On closer examination, George
noted that the garment left her tits, crotch and ass exposed, as well as
having holes for her, eye, nose, mouth and pony tail.  While he had been
looking over the Lieutenant, the Major had stripped off her skirt and
panties.
 "Ve are going to have some fun today!"  The Major announced.  "But
first I need to know vhat the landing plans are!"

 "You'll never get a word out of me!"  George advised her.

 "Ya, I am sure if I had only caught you, that you would be impossible
to break.  Unfortunately, your lady friend here, will be the one
tortured until you do talk.  Vone last time before ve begin.  Tell about
the landing plans!"  The Major insisted.

 "NEVER!  I'll never talk.  You will have to kill me but I won't talk."
George told his interrogator.

 "Ve shall see.  Ve shall see."  said the Major, with a smirk on her
face and nodded to the Lieutenant.

 The Lieutenant walked over to Monique, puffing heavily on her long
cigarette holder, making the end of the cigarette glow bright red.  She
heft on of Monique's heavy tits and brought the end of the cigarette
down onto the tip of her nipple and held it there while Monique screamed
like a banshee, muffled somewhat by her gag, and struggled against her
bonds.  The Lieutenant then walked around the chair and repeated the
torture on her other nipple, after stoking the tip of the cigarette with
more deep drags on it.

 George simply said, "Stiff upper lip, old girl.  Lay back and think of
France and all that, eh wot."

 The Major had walked over to the camera man, noticing that he was
beating his meat, while watching the scene unfold in front of him, and
asked, "Are you geeting all of this Hans.  I vant thee whole theeng on
film!"

 "Ja Frau Major.  Oh Ja, Ja, Ja!"  The excited man exclaimed as he
continued jacking off.

 After letting the pain in her nipples fade, Monique was released from
the chair, and taken to the center of the room, where her ankles were
secured in cuffs, which were in turn attached to the outside of a three
foot wide spreader bar, which was in turn attached by a short chain to
an eyelet secured in the concrete floor.  Her wrists were then attached
cuffs in another three foot wide spreader bar which was hanging from the
ceiling by chains.

 Once her wrists were secured, the major pressed a button, and the
chains above pulled up until she was completely taut.  The major came
over to her with a long length of rope.  One end had a lasso, which the
major slipped over Monique's left tit and cinched tightly, drawing a
gasp of pain from the naked woman and then jerked it hard again, just
for good measure.  She then proceeded to tightly bind the base of the
well endowed blonde  until her tits were tight balls and had turned red
from the lack of blood flow.

 She tied it off and stepped away as the Lieutenant moved towards
Monique, carrying a viscous looking cat-o-nine-tails.  She stood in
front of the tightly bound woman to let her eyes take in the beauty of
the whip.  It had a dozen long supple leather strands, ending in knots
over 1/3" wide metal balls, which would really damage her when they
struck.

 Monique's eyes bulged and she was pleading for mercy, but with the gag
in her mouth, her words were all garbled.

 "Vhat's that you say.  You vant de whipping to start now!"  The Major
mocked her.

 Monique shook her head side to side, indicating that wasn't what she
meant, but the Major nodded her head and the Lieutenant drew her arm
back, then forward, smacking right into Monique's unprotected tits.  She
pulled the whip completely through her swing and then reversed
direction, smacking the tits again with her back handed motion.

 Monique was screaming in pain, tears running down her cheeks as the
vicious weapon struck upthrust out tits again and again and again,
leaving black and blue marks were the vicious knotted ends bit into her
flesh and in some places she was already bleeding.

 "Crops and whips may bruise her tits, but secrets shall not leave my
lips."  George said, to let the Major know that she couldn't break him.

 In spite of the spectacle of the this George's cock remanded limp,
through his concentration of really disgusting things to prevent him
from getting an erection that the Major could use against him.

 After ten minutes of constantly beating the bound woman's breasts, the
Major took over the whipping.  She had a short bull whip, only six foot
long.  She pulled back. the tip on the floor and drew it up between
Monique's legs, the tip sticking the girl right on her anus as the part
behind the tip came up between her splayed cunt lips striking the inner
lips and her clit.

 Monique screams, muffled by the gag, were none-the-less, loud and
sounded more like they belonged to a wounded animal than to a human
being.  She was also struggling in her bonds and trying to pull her
hands and feet from their restraints to no avail.  The Major repeated
the cruel whipping another eight times before Monique finally passed out
from the pain.

 Her respite was short lived however, as the Lieutenant waved an ammonia
capsule under her nose, reviving the pain wracked, bound woman to the
reality of her tortures.  A heavy table was moved up to the front of
Monique's hips.  The Major pressed a button and her arms were pulled
forward, forcing her to bend forward over the table, bringing her tits
down to within a foot of the table when the Major stopped the machine.

 The Lieutenant, placed a large pin cushion, filled with four inch long
hat pins on the table in front of the bound woman with the bruised and
bleeding tits.  Her breasts had now turned purple from the lack of blood
flowing through them.
 The Lieutenant, took a pin out of the cushion, and held a lighter under
the end, heating it up, and said, "Ve vouldn't vant to have you get an
infection, now vould ve?" as she laughed at her on joke.

 Monique could only look on, her eyes bugged out in terror, knowing what
was coming next.  Sure enough, the Lieutenant, slowly, ever so slowly,
to enhance Monique's torture, drove the pin into her breast, right at
the edge where the areola touched the white part of the breast.  This
process was repeated until both of Monique areolas were  completely
surrounded by the pins.

 George commented, "Your threats are pointless.  I shall nevah betray
old Blighty!"

 In spite of the spectacle, of the Monique's tits being turned into a
pin cushion, George's cock remanded limp, through his concentration of
really disgusting things to prevent him from getting an erection that
the Major could use against him.

 The Lieutenant then brought her gloved hands up to Monique's breasts,
suck that the nipples would seat themselves in her palms, and pressed
her tits in towards her chest, driving the needles even further in,
while she squeezed the meat around them.  Monique cringed in pain, as
tears flowed down her cheeks.

 The Lieutenant suddenly let go and resumed preparing needle to go into
her prisoner's monstrous tits.  When she was through, in addition to the
needles surrounding her areolas, she had a dozen needle in the white
part of each breast as well as three in each nipple.

 The rope binding her tits was removed, which cause the bound woman
additional pain the blood rushed into all of the bruises, cuts, and
needle holes.  The Major hefted her tits, one at a time as high as she
could get them and then let gravity takes it course, making  the heavy,
sore breasts, fall and then bounce and jiggle, moving the needles around
inside of them, thus causing the helpless woman untold agony.

 She was released from her current bondage, only to be forced down onto
a small stage.  First she was fitted with a cinch belt around her waist
which was drawn painfully tight and then secured in place.  She was then
led over to the stage forced down onto her hands and knees.  First just
below her knees straps secure her legs to the stage, her knees three
feet apart.  Next her ankles were similarly secured to the stage almost
four feet apart.  She was then brought back up and the padded bar she
had been pushed over was adjusted so that it perfectly hit her were her
thighs met her hips.

 She was then pushed forward again, over the bar and a strap drawn over
her to secure her in place.  Two more straps on each arm secured her to
the stage, one just below her elbows and one over her wrists.  The Major
then attached a short chain to the D-ring  on top of her head, holding
the gag firmly in her mouth, and the other end to a D-ring on her cinch
belt.  This pulled Monique's head up and back, so that she was forced to
look straight ahead, right into George's crotch, which was still limp.
 This bondage forced the girl's ass high in the air with both her cunt
and anus gaped wide open.  Her waist was much lower than her ass, while
her head was as high as her ass, forming a low wide "U" shape.  It also
press her bruise, bleeding needle filled tits against the stage,
pressing some of them further into her already sore breasts.

 The Lieutenant walked over to a small forge and pumped the billows with
her high heeled foot, making the fire hotter and hotter.  She put on a
pair of thick leather gloves and pulled a branding iron from the fire.
First she walked around in front of Monique, to show the terrified girl
the horrible thing that was about to occur to her, and then moved around
behind her.  She lined it up, making sure that it would be very
readable, and then pressed the hot metal into the girl's yielding flesh
allowing just enough time for it to sink in and then pulled it away,
returning the device to the forge.

 As the hot metal came into contact with her ass cheeks, Monique drew
her head back even further than it was being held by the chain, the
muscles in her neck stood out and she let loose a scream that filled the
entire building, even through the gag, just before passing out again in
pain.  Now permanently etched into the skin on her ass cheeks read:

 Property of the
 German High
 Command

 As they were getting ready to brand Monique, George said, "That won't
work either -- I'm told that I have an excellent poker face."

 In spite of the spectacle, of the Monique's being branded like live
stock, George's cock remanded limp, through his concentration of really
disgusting things to prevent him from getting an erection that the Major
could use against him.

 This time the officers let her recover on her own.  Monique was out for
over an hour.  When she finally moaned, signalling her return to the
here and now, the Lieutenant strapped on a dildo, that was bigger than
anything that had previously been forced into Monique's cunt.

 "Eeet's the large, pleasure size!"  The Major commented.  "Eet vas
modeled from Her General's prize stallion, vith da ridges added for da
victim's addeetional torment!"  and laughed hysterically as the
Lieutenant lined it up with Monique's open, defenseless cunt hole.  She
pressed the head in as Monique hollered in pain, her throat now sore
from all of her screaming.  Slowly the Lieutenant fucked the monstrous
twenty inch dildo completely into Monique's pussy passing through her
cervix and completely filling her womb.
She then began to fuck her prisoner with it in earnest, slowly at first
until the girl's cunt stretched wide enough to accommodate it and her
juices were flowing to lubricate it.

 As George watched the spectacle of Monique about to be screwed with a
horse sized dildo he said, "Probe all you wish.  My lips are sealed....
Oh I say.... you're not really going to put that thing up ...."  and his
cock began to inflate into erection.
 "Oh my.... Oh, good lord.... Oh my...."  he sputtered as the Lieutenant
slowly fucked the humongous dildo into his bound companion.

 The Major seeing his cock get hard came over, began jacking him off
with a very slow up and down motion, and asked, "You vish to talk now,
eh?"

 As the English spy didn't say another word, the Major squeezed his
balls, just tight enough to prevent him from cuming but not tight enough
to deflate his cock as they watched the Lieutenant fuck Monique faster
and faster for the next ten minutes, bringing several orgasms to both
the prisoner and the interrogator.

 The Lieutenant finally had no energy left and pulled the huge dildo out
of Monique's cunt with a loud, wet, obscene, plopping noise.  She then
called in the three men who had tormented her the day before.  They
released her from her current bondage.   But then folded her up like a
pretzel so that her elbows were hooked under her knees, pulling her legs
back down along side her torso, and her wrists secure along side her
neck on a short chain behind her neck.  This position forced her feet
out to the side almost 180 degrees apart.

 She was then carried over to a machine that looked something like a
guillotine.  A rope pulled down from a pulley secured to the top of the
device was knotted onto the D- ring on the top of her head (the one
holding the ball gag in place), and she was raised eighteen inches.  A
thick, heavily ribbed dildo was then screwed into the base of the device
and Monique was secured with an additional cinch belt just below her
breasts and then the two cinch belts were secured by short rods to
rollers on the device.

 She was then lowered until her anus pushed up against the dildo, making
sure that it was properly lined up, and then raised to the top of the
device and tied off.  A candle was then placed under the rope, slowly
burning it's way through them hemp.

 "Time ees running out, Englisher." the Major said, nodding to were the
candle was burning through the rope.

 "Oh my....  I just can't....  I mean..." he sputtered as the major
began jerking him off again, faster than before.

 Monique was squirming, hoping to move enough not to land so that the
dildo was forced up her ass, but it was that very movement that finally
made the rope snap, plunging her down so that the dildo was fully
impaled in her butt in less than a second from the time it first touched
her anus until her ass cheeks smashed into the base, stopping her
downward fall.  Her eyes really bugged out and her screams of both pain
and pleasure again could be heard all over the building, probably
outside as well.  The ribs running up and down the dildo, although
causing additional pain from stretching her barely used anal cavity even
wider, also brought her to a quick orgasm, as her sphincter quickly
closed down and then was forced wide open again.

 As she began screaming, George popped off, the first squirt spraying
the Major's face with his cum, before she quickly shoved her head into
his lap swallowing his cock and sucking him dry.

 She then said, "So, you veel talk now, yes?"

 "On one condition .."  he replied.

 "Vhich ees?"  the Major queried.

 "That I get the British distribution right to the film!"  he answered.

The End



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