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Panz-Her Division
by Doghead_2000 (doghead_2000@dizzydoggie.org)

***

While out on a recce patrol, our panzer unit captured a 
small patrol of Russian women soldiers in a barn. (MMF, 
nc, rp, v, bd, tor, ws, sn)

***

This story is total fantasy. The author does not 
condone any form of violence towards women in any form 
whatsoever. All women should be treated with the utmost 
courtesy that they deserve as our mothers, wives, 
girlfriends and friends. They are not the weakest sex 
as is often portrayed, but they certainly are the 
fairer sex. Where would we be without them? Treat them 
like Angels and Princesses at all times, they deserve 
it.



Our German Panzer unit had been in the field in Russia 
for months, living and existing in our Tiger Tanks. 
None of the unit had seen any leave since the previous 
year before the Eastern Campaign had started. We were a 
support unit consisting of five tanks and some 
auxiliary vehicles for re-supplying us with fuel, 
ammunition and rations. 

Our main roll was to be available to support infantry 
units, which meant that we were the ones who went in 
when the grunts got themselves bogged down under heavy 
enemy fire. We were also used to clear out villages and 
buildings, usually by just flattening them under our 
heavy vehicles, although this was a dangerous task, as 
you never knew when their was someone with an antitank 
weapon hiding in the rubble.

Our other main use was for Recce Patrols, where we 
could get in fast, look around and get out again. It 
was during one of these patrols that we came across a 
small unit of women Russian soldiers also out on a 
recce. We had driven to a small valley and camouflaged 
the tanks in the trees just after dusk. Leaving two men 
from each of the five vehicles on guard, the other 
fifteen of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river valley for about an hour before 
coming across the old wooden barn next to a derelict 
farmhouse. As we slowly moved in, we made out the 
shadowy outlines of two figures in Russian uniforms 
keeping watch. We only noticed them, as they were 
moving around in some form of sentry duty. Not very 
clever of them when in a war zone, where the best way 
to keep watch was to stay concealed and use your ears 
as well as your eyes.

Still their mistake was to our advantage; we dropped 
down and silently moved in on their positions. We were 
only a few feet away from them when we stopped and 
waited. Two of our best men had made a detour and were 
silently sneaking up to their positions from the sides 
of the barn. 

When we were all in position, the commander waited 
until the two guards had both moved to the two ends of 
the barn and gave a soft bird like whistle. Both 
figures turned in his direction at the sound, as the 
two men came out of the shadows and clamped big strong 
hands around their mouths from behind, At the same time 
they yanked the heads of the figures heads violently 
backwards, making them instinctively throw their hands 
up to their necks.

The man on the left of the barn as we watched, used his 
bayonet to slash the Russian figures neck from ear to 
ear, then slowly lowered the body silently to the 
ground and dragged it around the corner out of sight. 
The man on the right hand side of the barn stuck his 
bayonet against the struggling figures chest, as he did 
so the figures fur cap fell off to expose the long hair 
of a young female. The female Russian was dead within 
seconds when the bayonet cut through her breasts and 
entered her heart; the man lowered her body silently to 
the ground, and also dragged it around the corner of 
the barn out of sight.

We started to move forwards again to check out the 
barn, as we reached the very edge of the undergrowth, 
where the dirt area surrounding the barn started, we 
froze as the door opened and a figure stepped into the 
entrance. As she stopped in the area bathed in light 
from inside the barn and turned so speak to those 
inside, we were able to clearly see her form. 

The girl could not of been more than nineteen years of 
age with shoulder length blonde hair, she was slim 
wearing a pair of Russian army trousers tucked into her 
boots. Her uniform shirt could not hide the swellings 
of her breasts as she turned in profile in the light of 
the barn. She seemed to be relaxed and strangely not 
carrying her weapon, totally out of order during 
wartime, when you ate, slept and made love with your 
weapon within easy reach. It seemed as if the enemy 
inside the barn were being far to lapse for their own 
good.

A roar of female laughter came from inside the barn, 
and the girl came out closing the door behind, her 
laughing out aloud as she did so to some shared joke or 
other. She started to walk across the dirt directly in 
my direction. As she did so, she started to unbuckle 
her belt and undo the buttons on her trousers. On 
reaching the undergrowth where I was in hiding, she 
turned around to face the barn and dropped her trousers 
to her ankles. 

Squatting down in front of me and lifting her shirt up 
to just under her breasts, she started to urinate onto 
the ground. I was no more than two feet away from that 
naked arse as the stream of yellow pee started to 
splash on the ground. I was fascinated by the scene, I 
had never been as close as this to a woman having a 
pee, I could make out the lips of her cunt between the 
valley of her shapely arse as she lent forwards, and 
her expanding pee hole as it opened to let out the 
stream of liquid. I was so worked up that I wanted to 
reach out and fondle her cheeks and cunt in my hand.

Biting my lips to contain my sexual thoughts, at any 
second she might realise that the two guards were 
missing from their posts and raise the alarm. So far 
she had been so engrossed with the joke she had been 
party to and the task of relieving her bladder 
functions that she was totally unaware that they were 
missing. Slowly and silently I shifted my weight ready 
to pounce and drew my own bayonet from its sheaf.

While the girl was still in full stream, I moved 
forwards and clamped my hand over her mouth and dragged 
her backwards so that she fell on her arse with her 
knees spread wide open. The move was so unexpected; the 
girl's stream of urine shot up in the air from between 
her legs and soaked the trousers around her ankles. 
Pulling her body back tightly into mine so that she 
couldn't struggle loose, I placed the point of my 
bayonet against the skin on her uncovered right ribs. 
Her beautiful eyes grew to the size of golf balls as 
they looked at the blade and begged for mercy.

I used the tip to feel for the gaps between her rib 
bones. Finding the right spot, I slowly pushed the 
point home, cutting through the skin and muscle until 
it entered her right lung. I could feel her tense and 
fight for breath as the lung collapsed. Angling the 
bayonet so that it was pointing in a line with her 
beating heart, slicing the lung and ribcage open as I 
did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it 
ripped into her life-giving pump. She died as the heart 
organ shredded and ceased to function. I held onto her 
for a few minutes until her blood starved brain had 
ceased to function. 

Again the sexual thoughts had started to return as I 
looked down on her young shapely body. Naked from her 
blood soaked ribs down to her trouser wrapped ankles, 
her knees splayed wide apart, displaying the blonde 
hairy mound of her pussy. While I waited for her to 
completely expire, I slid the hand that had destroyed 
her life, down to that mound and stroked her teenage 
cunt, slipping a couple of fingers into her pussy, I 
found to my surprise that she was a virgin. What a 
waste, still that was war.

The others had started to move forward again, so I 
dragged her body back into the bushes and also stared 
to move forwards. As we stopped to listen at the side 
of the barn, and we could hear female voices laughing 
and joking on the inside. As one, all fifteen of us 
burst into the barn with our weapons cocked and ready.

There were nine females sitting around in a circle, 
their own weapons were piled up in one corner of the 
barn out of reach. A simple glance told us why they had 
been so lapse in security, some of the girls were 
holding half empty bottles of vodka, and other bottles, 
both empty and unopened were spread out on the floor. 
Only one of the females seemed to be even aware of our 
presence to start with, a big non commissioned officer 
made a move to reach their weapons and was cut down by 
gun fire from two of our men before she had got two 
yards, bullets ripped into the layers of fat around her 
guts and chest and she was dead before her great bulk 
hit the ground.

The sound of the gunfire in the confines of the barn 
seemed to bring the other females to their senses, and 
they all swung around in our direction, to face looking 
down the barrels of our weapons. As their predicament 
sank in, they started to raise their hands into the 
air. With some of us keeping the eight remaining 
Russians covered, some of the men stepped forward and 
bound their hands together and gagged them. They were 
then dragged over to the pillars supporting the barn 
roof and tied to the pillars with their arms still 
raised above their heads, ropes were passed around 
their ankles and tied to the base of the pillars as 
well.

When they were secured, we searched the barn and all 
their equipment for intelligence, such as maps papers 
and personal documents, we also pocketed things like 
cigarettes, lighters and money if we found them. The 
girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously 
searched their pockets for ID cards and pay books, I 
suppose more than one girl would have got her nipples 
squeezed through her shirt, as her breast pockets were 
checked, or her pussy stroked through the material of 
her trouser pockets, I know I got a good feel as I 
checked one of them.

We handed everything we found to our commander, who had 
sat down where the girls had been sitting. As he looked 
through the papers, a couple of us reached for the 
bottles of vodka discarded by the girls. He stopped us 
immediately and instructed us to stack them in a couple 
of the girl's packs, to take with us for later. Two of 
the men were detailed to go outside on watch.

While waiting for the commander we were eyeing up the 
eight girls, all were in Russian army uniform trousers 
and shirts, their tunic coats having been discarded 
over near their weapons. With their arms tied up high 
above their heads, their breasts were being thrust 
upwards against the material of their shirts. It was 
impossible to make out the form of their legs in those 
baggy uniform trousers, but if the hidden legs were 
anything like the rest of their bodies, they would be 
pretty attractive. 

Straightening up, the commander announced that he had 
enough intelligence information on the girls units and 
positions for the recce, and instructed us to kill the 
girls and relax for a few hours. We would be moving out 
again a couple of hours before dawn, to head back to 
our Tigers. We always killed any captives during recce 
patrols to hide our presence; because we had tanks, we 
would not be able to transport prisoners back to our 
base.

At his instructions we all looked back over at the 
girls, and then at each other, the same thing was going 
on in each of our minds. Finally the corporal voiced 
our thoughts to the commander, and he reluctantly 
allowed us to have some fun with the girls before we 
disposed of them. He ordered that the guard was doubled 
to four men and that we rostered ourselves to allow 
those on watch to de able to come in for their share. 

The commander was of the old school of soldiers, who 
looked down on any impropriety, but he was also well 
aware of how frustrated his men had got over the last 
few months without female company. These women as far 
as he was concerned were the enemy, and would kill him 
and his men at any opportunity. He had already ordered 
their deaths, and so they were now just living corpses 
anyway, if his men wanted to use their bodies first, 
that was fine by him.

The corporal ordered two more men outside on guard 
duty, leaving myself and nine other men in the barn, as 
well as the commander, who was going to take no part in 
the fun and went and curled up in the corner for a 
rest. The corporal himself although frustrated and 
wanting some of the action decided to wait until the 
guard changed to keep his eye on things, one of the 
older guys also decided to wait with him. 

The eight of us approached the tied up girls with 
anticipation. The look in their eyes told us that they 
knew they were in for trouble. All of the girls were 
aged between about eighteen and twenty-five, and 
although there were no raving beauties amongst them, 
they were all fairly attractive, especially to our 
frustrated minds.

We were all eager to see these girls in all their 
natural glory. With their up-thrust breasts sticking 
out prominently against their shirts, it was natural 
for us to make these the first focus of our attentions. 
We opened the fronts of their shirts and tugged them 
out of their trouser waistbands, all but one of the 
girls were wearing bras, these we quickly unhooked and 
tore off their bodies to give us free access to their 
boobs. 

Our eager hands reached out and caressed their naked 
magnificent chest puppies, rubbing and squeezing those 
glorious mounds and savouring the feel of their tender 
flesh in our fingers. Massaging and squeezing the 
nipples until they swelled up under the touch of our 
fingers, then pinching the swollen buds to bring a 
mixture of cries from under the girl's gags. It had 
been so long since we had been able to do this that we 
buried our faces in their bosoms and kissed them all 
over, sucking and biting the nipples as if it was 
nectar food from the gods.

Even though this was a glorious exercise we needed 
more, and soon our hands were dropping to the girl's 
waists to grope at their belts and buttons. Whether it 
was as a result of the vodka that the girls had been 
drinking, the thought that co-operating with us would 
save their lives, or even that they were genuinely 
getting sexually worked up, the girls were responding 
to our caresses. The girl I was with was moaning to my 
mouth manipulations of her breasts, and thrusting her 
hips forward to assist my thumbling attempts to remove 
of her trousers.

Finally I had the front of her trousers open and 
started to push them down her legs, her knickers, if 
any, had gone down with them and I started to feel 
around the junction of her legs. She had a big thick 
carpet of curly hair nesting down there and I ran my 
fingers through the forest, sliding them down to the 
crease below where there seemed to be the heat of a 
fire burning. 

As I slid my fingers along the crease, she thrust her 
hips forwards against my fingers, causing my digits to 
slide inside her hot passage of sex. As I glorified in 
the sensations, she started to fuck my fingers. God, I 
was really ready for a fuck, big time, and so it seemed 
were my other mates, who were having similar 
experiences with their girls.

Forcing ourselves to let go of the girls and pull away, 
we were able to take our first real good look at their 
naked bodies, all were worthy of a real good fucking, 
and we intended to make sure that is just what they 
got. Although we were gasping for it, and needed to 
sink our cocks into these females urgently, we didn't 
forget that they were enemy prisoners and couldn't be 
trusted. So we only released them one at a time.

Leaving their gags on, we released the ropes around 
their ankles and lifted their legs to remove their 
boots and trousers completely; next we untied their 
hands and slipped off their shirts before retying their 
arms tightly behind their backs, lashing their forearms 
together so that their arms were secured in the middle 
of their backs. They were each moved to another part of 
the barn where they could be secured on their backs and 
their legs spread wide open and secured.

The girl I had been with, was laid down on the floor 
between two of the pillars, ropes were attached to her 
ankles again and tied to the two pillars about three 
feet off the ground and pulled tight. This caused her 
wide spread legs to form a really wide V shape with her 
gapping wet pussy at the point, with total access.

Three other girls were tied up in a similar fashion 
between pillars. Two girls were tied lying on their 
backs on benches, with their hands and feet tied 
together underneath, with one leg on each side of the 
bench they couldn't have closed their legs if they had 
wanted to. The last two girls were tied in a similar 
fashion on top of two hay bales, with the ropes holding 
their ankles to each side being passed under the bales 
themselves.

As soon as they were all secured we got stuck in, I 
decided to use the same girl as before and knelt down 
between her wide spread legs, dropping my pants to my 
knees, I rammed my swollen cock straight into her pussy 
as far as it would go and started to pump it rigorously 
in and out. 

Leaning forward between her legs as I fucked her, I 
again started to play with those gorgeous firm breasts. 
Before long she was bucking underneath me, trying to 
raise her hips to meet my thrusts into her cunt. It 
didn't take long for my frustrations to catch up with 
me and I felt myself swelling in her belly. Slamming my 
cock into her as far as I could, I exploded my cum deep 
into her womb. 

After withdrawing I could see that the others were all 
finishing off with their girls and moving away. The 
corporal gave us all a few minutes to get over our 
exertions before he detailed four more men to go 
outside and relieve the other guards. I was one of 
those picked so I checked my weapon and headed out with 
the others. We sat silently in the dark, unlike the 
stupid female Russian guards; we were well away from 
the barn concealed in the undergrowth. We sat for what 
seemed hours before we ourselves were relieved, 
although it was in fact only about an hour when the new 
guards arrived. 

When we went back in, the corporal and former sentries 
were sitting around relaxing, the girls were all still 
tied up, as they had been when we went outside. As we 
started to cross over to them the commander sat up and 
informed us we had about an hour left before we moved 
out. He instructed us that he wanted all the girls 
moved and tied up kneeling across the two benches 
ready, and that once it was done we could take them 
again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

First we untied the two girls who were lying on their 
backs on the benches and forced them to kneel down 
facing them, we attached a rope to one knee then forced 
them to lean forwards with their bellies on the bench. 
We then passed the rope under the bench, looped it 
around their necks once, and then passed it back under 
the bench to tie it off on their other knee, thus 
holding them securely with their arses hanging over one 
side of the bench and their tits over the other. 

All the other girls were also then moved and tied up 
the same way so that there were four girls secured side 
by side on each bench. As a final touch each girls 
knees were tied to the girls knees next to her, the 
girls at the ends had their outside knees roped to the 
bench legs. From the rear we could now clearly see 
their pussies and arses as their legs were being held 
slightly parted. The two benches were facing each other 
so each of the four girls could see the other four.

The commander nodded his satisfaction and pointed to 
his watch, making it clear that time was running out 
for the females. So without further hesitation we once 
again started to play with the girls. This time I chose 
one of the youngest girls, a slim brunette with a 
really trim tight butt to have a bit of fun with. 
Reaching over her back to fondle her hanging tits, I 
started to gentle rub my semi-swollen cock in one hand 
until it once again began to get hard. I rubbed the 
bell end up and down the crack of her cunt to get it 
wet before slamming it forwards into her pussy. Once 
again I could feel the hot sheaf of a woman gripping my 
cock as I pumped her sex box.

As I pumped into her pussy I noticed that the man next 
to me was pumping his cock into to his girls tight 
arse. I had heard of this but had never had the 
experience myself. Deciding that I would never get a 
better opportunity to savour the delights of screwing a 
woman's arse, I pulled my sticky swollen cock out of 
her cunt and placed its head against her tight puckered 
anus. At first I couldn't get it in as the hole was so 
small and I had to put my hand around my cock to stop 
it bending and sliding away from the opening. 

Eventually by using my hand to guide my penis and 
continuing to thrust my hips forwards, I began to feel 
the muscles around her anus give and my bell end 
stretching her opening to gain purchase. I thought to 
myself, this is another battle the Germans are going to 
win. As the tip of my cock entered her hot arse, I 
could feel the girl really squirming at the pain of my 
entry as she screamed into her gag. The sensations of 
her bucking in agony as my cock slipped deeper into her 
butt hole were fantastic on my sensitive bell end. This 
was no girl responding to sex like my last fuck, this 
was a pure vicious rape of her body.

When my cock was buried up to the hilt in her tight 
rear passage, I started to pummel her body on the 
insides with my swollen member, drawing it partially 
out and ramming it back in again until my ball sack 
crashed against her cunt lips below. This was the best 
fuck of my life, every part of my cock seemed to be 
gripped by the girls tight back passage, it was like a 
thousand fingers gripping onto my dick at the same time 
to wank me off.

A couple of soldiers on the opposite bench had shot 
their loads into their girls and withdrew. As they 
stood up and did up their trousers, the commander 
looked at his watch and then crossed the room to where 
the girls were. He drew his long knife and without 
speaking approached the first naked bound girl. She saw 
him coming but failed to realise the significance of 
his actions. None of the girls had spoken German so 
they were totally unaware of their planned fate up 
until this time. The commander grabbed the girl's hair 
in his hand and forced her head up so far that her neck 
was stretched taught.

From where I was, fucking into my girls arse, I could 
see the girls stretched neck and the fall of her two 
enormous hanging tits with big swollen nipples hanging 
over the side of the bench. The commander looked into 
the girl's eyes, which turned to sheer terror as she 
finally realised what was about to happen. While I 
continued to pump my cock into my girls arse, I watched 
as the commander placed his knife against the girl's 
neck, near her left ear and drew the blade deeply 
across her exposed throat until he reached her right 
ear. A gaping hole appeared which suddenly started to 
pump out bright red blood. As the commander let her 
head drop down, a pool of blood started to form on the 
floor below her, as her lifeblood ebbed away.

As the commander stepped up to the second girl and 
grabbed her hair, I also grabbed the hair of the girl I 
was butt fucking with both hands; I hauled her head up 
to face the other bench, forcing her to watch as the 
second girls throat was cut open. I held her head there 
and used it to pull myself further and further into her 
arse. The commander didn't wait for the man to finish 
with the third girl. 

While she was being fucked between the legs from the 
rear, he pulled her head up and slashed her throat open 
with his knife. As he let her head drop down again, the 
man fucking her exploded his seed deep into the 
lifeless girls womb. The fourth girl on the opposite 
bench was also slaughtered while being fucked up the 
arse by her man, who again shot his load deep into her 
bowels as she died.

I let go of my girl's head and continued to pump my 
cock into her anus as the commander disposed of a girl 
next to us. My girl was in absolute terrified hysterics 
by now, and her body was shaking and bucking underneath 
me, sending wonderful sensations from her body into the 
swollen head of my cock in her arse as I fucked her.

I felt her stiffen as the commander yanked her head up 
by her hair, her arsehole seemed to clamp tightly 
around my cock taking me to new heights of sensations. 
Her body seemed to tremble and shake as the knife was 
drawn slowly across her throat cutting deep into her 
windpipe and arteries. As her body fought a losing 
battle for life it shook and spasmed, transferring 
these sensations to her arse and my cock buried deep 
inside. I felt myself expand to enormous proportions as 
I fired my hot seed deep into the dying girls bowels, 
shot after shot of my hot sperm blasted deep inside of 
her now lifeless form before I started to shrink and 
withdraw.

The commander disposed of the remaining two girls, 
including the one I had been fucking earlier; I was 
somehow pleased that she had died while she was being 
fucked in her pussy by one of the lads, and wondered if 
her body had given him the same sort of feelings that I 
had experienced as she died. The last girl had already 
been fucked, and had to wait for her executioner to 
approach her now used body, terrified at what was going 
to be the inevitable outcome of his slicing knife.

We dumped the bodies of all twelve females down an old 
well outside the barn, along with all their equipment 
and weapons, and then covered it over with the debris 
from an old wooden hut. Then we got properly dressed 
and prepared to leave. We picked up our weapons and the 
two Russian packs containing the girl's vodka and 
headed out of the door. 

Collecting the four lads on guard duty on the way, we 
headed back along the valley towards where we had 
concealed the Tigers. We reached our own lines in the 
tanks just as the dawn was breaking and spent most of 
the day catching up with some much needed sleep.

That night we sat around a campfire with the captured 
vodka and recited the story of our night's events to 
the ten lads who had missed out guarding the Tigers. We 
were all wondering if we would meet up with any more 
Russian women soldiers during this war.


The End

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such material. Presumably adults can tell the difference 
between reality and fantasy, children have to experience 
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