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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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