SCARLETS DOMAIN

Chapter1
The Plan

The time is fall 1944. The place is Berlin, capital of Nazi Germany. Deep in the
bowels of the earth a command bunker is occupied by a dozen high officials of
the Nazi party and one stunning blond female SS captain. These Nazis know that
the course of the war goes badly even if old Adolf can't see it. Many of
Germany's cities lay in ruin from day and night unrelenting Allied bombing,
American and British forces push toward the Fatherland from the west and south
while the despised Russians are advancing from the east. And the Russians are
repaying the Nazis for three years of terror and cruelty with a horrible
revenge. German soldiers captured by Russian troops can only hope for a quick
death, but only one in ten will survive captivity. If the soldier happens to
have the misfortune of being female, the survival rate is near zero. The
nightmare of unending rape and torture will end only when her beaten, bloody
body is finally shot and dumped in a mass grave.
The German army knows it must find a way to stop the Russians before they can
penetrate into German soil and ravage the population. They are developing a plan
so secret that only a few trusted officers will know all the details. One could
hardly call it an original idea as it goes back in time as far as man himself;
if you can't beat them with guns beat them with SEX. Simply put, the plan called
for the insertion of mistresses into the lives of the high commanders and
political leaders of the Allied powers. These women would use their sexual wiles
to influence the Allies to make peace with the Nazis and the combined forces of
Germany, England, the USA would turn on the Communists. If the world leaders
could not be turned, all would be lost. If that happened, Germany would have a
last act of revenge. The mistresses would assassinate their chosen targets and
plunge the Allies into chaos.
Before being sent on her mission, each girl would be issued weapons including a
special brassiere that shot poison tipped needles. It would be used to kill a
lover during an embrace. What the girls would not know was the needles fired
both ways and the assassins nipples would be punctured by the deadly darts also.
The Krauts didn't want any witnesses if the mass assassination was required.
Heading up this operation, code named "V Force", would be Captain Freda Shipler.
Freda was a bisexual nymphomaniac slut who had worked her way up the ranks from
a Hitler Youth recruit, to a truck driver in the regular army, to Officer
Candidate School, and now this assignment. The fact that she had done much of
her best work on her back with some of these same men was a big factor in her
selection. That she had very little actual military experience was overlooked,
an oversight that would come back to haunt the operation. Freda jumped on the
Nazi bandwagon early, in the late 1920's as a teenager of poor parents she was
working as a cheap call girl when a guy named Adolf started a party that
promised a return to German prosperity. Her hatred of the English started when a
high born British man had her arrested for robbing him after one of her "dates".
She quickly accepted the Nazi platform and was recruited by the fledgling party
where her long blond hair, blue eyes, gorgeous face on top of a six foot, 140lb
body with 40D tits made her the model of perfect Aryan womanhood. She had gained
a reputation for her oral sex skills with both genders and it was rumored that
at one party function, she had sucked off every man there, swallowing every drop
of cum from almost fifty cocks. Even now at the age of 35, few women could match
her beauty and even more importantly, few could match her evil nature. Freda had
personally murdered two lovers, one male and one female; three rivals, and
ordered the killing of many others during her rise to power.
The Captain now had her mission. She was to recruit 100 of the youngest and
prettiest women in Germany. These women were not to have military backgrounds as
it was thought that the more naive women would take to the training better, yet
another miscue on the part of high command. Freda was also to acquire the
services of 10-12 professional whores to train the recruits in the sexual arts.
Finally from the Womens Army Corps she has to select a small squad of women to
act as guards and administrators. Only she and the High Command knew that the
whores and army bitches would be killed after they were no longer needed so that
security would remain tight. Due to the urgency of the war situation, the plan
was to proceed with utmost haste.

Chapter 2
Preparation

Two weeks had passed and Fraulein Captain had been a busy broad. Gathered in the
empty bays of the Luftwaffe bombers around Germany were her recruits and
conscripts. They would be flown to a secret naval base and transferred to two
U-boats that had been stripped of armaments and running skeleton crews to make
room for their load of female cattle. Every effort would be made to prevent any
mingling of the crew and cargo. After the boats disgorged their loads they would
remain at sea until needed for the return trip. If all went well the
mistress/assassins would be ready for deployment in eight weeks.
Freda had also taken the time to test the booby-trapped bra that had been
developed by the Gestapo. With two sample bras, she had flown to a concentration
camp in Poland near the advancing Russian army. The flight in the Junkers 88 had
been uneventful and boring so Freda passed the time by slurping the joysticks of
the surprised but happy pilot and copilot. She was tucking the shrinking cock of
the copilot back in his pants and wiping the last drops of cum from the corner
of her mouth as they started the landing approach. As the busty SS witch left
the plane, the two flyers thanked her for the parting gift, for even as they
spoke, the plane was being fueled and armed for a bombing raid from which they
would not return.
Freda was driven to the camp in the commandants Mercedes staff car, a short
smooth ride that barely bounced her heaving tits. The commandant met her at the
gate and escorted her to his office where she informed him of her needs. She
would require the 'services' of four prisoners, two male and two female. They
had to be attractive and the women had to be bosomy. The commandant assured
Freda that a good supply of big busty Russian women were available along with
Russian and Jewish men. As it was nearing the dinner hour, the commandant, Col.
Oskar Von Holtz, invited Freda to dine with him. A short, pudgy balding man of
almost sixty, he had been forgotten in the reams of paperwork at German High
Command and languished away as a warden. He had received instructions to aid
Freda in any way she required and he hoped to impress her and aid his chance of
getting a combat assignment. After an uneventful dinner, Freda inspected
prisoners and selected her four subjects. She choose two big strapping men, new
prisoners not yet weakened and sick from the bad conditions. Both passed Freda's
test, quickly getting erections as she massaged their genitals. The guards were
instructed to take the men out and bath them, give them a good meal and return
them to Freda's quarters in the morning.
From the ranks of the female captives, Freda choose two big blond Russians that
spoke German. One girl was about nineteen, 5'11" tall with a 38D bustline and
slim smooth hips. The other girl was a little older, maybe twenty four, 5'6"
tall with fantastic 42 DD tits and full wide hips. Both girls had the look of a
trapped terrified animal in their eyes. The short time they had been in the camp
had been an orgy of sadistic rape from the guards. They had also witnessed the
deaths of two of their commerades. Two weeks earlier a pair of girls had tried a
suicidal daylight escape. One girl died tangled in barbed wire, blasted in the
back by a tower mounted machine gun. The second girl froze and threw up her
hands but a sergeant of the guard calmly pulled a Luger and shot her point blank
in the chest. The rest of the prisoners looked on in horror as she clutched her
ravished bosom and fell dead. Freda knew she could use that fear to her
advantage. She also ordered that the girls be bathed and fed, adding, so the two
women could hear, that she would have shot, any guard who abused the girls. The
girls were to be brought back to her quarters immediately after their meal.
Freda smiled to herself as the girls were led away whispering to each other.
One hour later a nervous private brought the two girls to Freda, who promptly
asked the captives if the private had taken any liberties with them. When the
girl said no, Freda dismissed the sweating young man and ordered that she not be
disturbed. The girls stood in front of Freda covered in long shapeless prison
gowns. The Nazi slipped the gowns from the girls shoulders, then removed her own
tight blouse and short skirt. Freda wore a black uplift bra and garter belt
holding up her nylons. She had no panties and her golden bush was framed between
the black garter straps stretching down her splayed legs. The Russians got the
hint and the shorter girl, her name was Ivana, knelt down in front of Freda and
buried her face in the Nazi's wet womanhood. Freda wrapped her hands in the
girls wet hair, forcing her deeper and deeper into the German love muff.
Svetlana, the tall one. got behind the rutting Nazi and cradled her throbbing
breasts while mashing her own tits and cunt into Freda's backside. Freda would
have liked to bring her riding crop into the mix. She longed to raise welts on
the firm backsides of these Russian bitches as they ate her to orgasm, but she
needed them to trust her. The three overheated sluts fell on the bed in a pile
of arms and legs, with Ivana again face down in Freda's pussy. Now she had
reversed direction so her tongue could lap up the hot juice while her own gaping
twat smothered the Nazi mistress. Svetlana lifted the head of her Russian friend
and sat her pussy down on Freda's snatch while deep kissing the humping Ivana.
Freda writhed under the two slippery cunts then reached under her pillow and
extracted a long double dildo, ramming it into Svetlana's waiting qwim. Svetlana
arched up then fell back, drilling the back end of the dildo into Freda. Freda
could feel herself near explosion as she spread Ivana's pussy lips wide and
added her fingers to the tongue exploring the Russian cunt. Freda took a
sadistic pleasure in massaging, suckling and biting the big erect nipples of the
two Russians and her lust built to a fever pitch knowing that tomorrow those
four throbbing nipples would feel a much deadlier sting. Once Freda went off it
triggered a chain reaction with the two beautiful Russians coming together. The
two girls soon fell asleep with Freda between them fingering their wet pussies.
The next morning as Freda had the girls dress in clothing she supplied, she lied
about the purpose of her visit. She told them she was to be a member of a
diplomatic party hoping to sue for peace with Russia. She would need a couple of
Russians on her staff as interpreters and had chosen the two girls. The two
girls, looking sexy in their tight red blouses and matching pants, jumped at the
chance to leave the prison. Freda had only one caveate. She knew the girls were
excellent lesbian lovers but could they resist the advances of horny males. They
must pass one last test, to be left alone in a room with a well built man,
leading him on, but not allowing him to fuck. No problem, thought the two sultry
blonds as they were placed in separate rooms with the two male captives. The
rooms were set up with one way mirrors so Freda could watch the fun and it
didn't take long.
Ivana lasted only a few seconds before the naked man, cock growing as Freda
watched, grabbed the busty girl around the waist and pulled her close. She
pushed on his shoulders, preventing enough pressure to fire the bra, but his
hand dropped to her ass and his other arm circled her shoulders and he squeezed
her in a bear hug as he smothered her lips with his mouth. The bra made no noise
as it fired and Freda would not have known it worked except the two people
suddenly stiffened and fell over dead, the bosomy Russian face down in the
crotch of the dead man.
The man with Svetlana was almost embarrassed to be naked and alone with a
beautiful girl. She had to make the advances, stroking his hair and reassuring
him. Slowly he warmed to the girl and they began to kiss gently, then harder and
harder. They were sitting on the bed when his hand reached for her firm left tit
and he stooped to mouth her matching right breast through her blouse. Suddenly
his hand and mouth flew away from the milky mounds and Svetlana got a strange,
confused look in her eyes. Then both of them fell over and rolled to the floor,
dead from the quick acting curare poison.
Freda had the four bodies moved to an examining room where the dead girls were
stripped and the lethal bras repacked. On examining the corpses, Freda found
each nipple contained a small puncture wound as planned. A single drop of blood
stained each bra cup. Freda was thrilled, not only had the bra worked as
planned, but no one had foreseen a scenario were a guy gets it in the mouth. She
relayed her results to the Gestapo and returned to oversee the transportation of
the trainees.
As the planes arrived the girls were trucked to the sub pens and transferred to
the torpedo rooms for the journey. As soon as the last pussy passed the hatch
the subs got under way to a small Pacific island that had been "sanitized" of
natives by the Japanese at the Germans request. The Japs couldn't understand
what the Germans wanted with the island, it was well off any shipping lanes with
only a small beach area while the rest of the island had cliffs facing the seas
and it was to small for an airstrip. But the Krauts were good allies and
promised the Japs a Super bomb in 1946, so on a moonless night several rubber
rafts rowed into the small beach and unloaded a squad of Jap infantry. The
following morning they spread out across the island and wiped out the few
natives they found. Most were old and fat and were killed quickly but one native
had the misfortune to be young, female, and pretty. As her people fell dead to
Jap bullets all around her, she tried to brace herself for the impact of the
speeding lead as it ripped through her small body. Soon the firing ceased and
she was yet unharmed. She opened her eyes and saw why. Surrounding her were six
of the ugliest Japs in the South Pacific, all with their yellow cocks out of
their flies and hard as trees. She tried to fight them off but was quickly over
powered. Her scream was muffled by the thick dick shoved down her throat. She
gagged on the foul tasting shaft as her few shreds of clothing were torn from
her body. Forced to her knees with cock still in her mouth, her body racked in
agony as a yellow penis forced into her tight anus. The Nips took turns holding
her down while others raped and sodomised her virgin flesh. Her small pointed
brown titties quivered as she took Jap cock in her cunt, ass, and mouth. Finally
the Japs had all shot their wads. By now the poor girl was almost out of it. She
lay on the ground with cum dripping from her body orifices and failed to notice
that the men had zipped up their flys and picked up their Arisaka rifles with
fixed bayonets. She did notice the first bayonet slicing into her violated
pussy. The scream scared the birds from the trees. She also noticed the second
bayonet punching into the firm swell of her lower belly although this scream did
lack volume. Bayonets three and four split her once pert but now bite-scared
nipples but she was beyond pain and could only gasp as her life faded. With out
a second thought the murderous Nips chucked her corpse over the cliff to join
her family as fish food. As they rowed back to their ship they were glad the
Krauts didn't want to do their own "sanitizing".
The German request had stirred the curiosity of several Jap high officers and
they requested more information from the krauts as to the use of the island. At
first the Germans resisted the Japs questions but finally they had to let the
Nips in on the plan. The Japs were impressed with the plan and since they had
been fighting the Russians of and on since the turn of the century and also
realized they could not beat America as things were going; asked that they be
allowed to participate. The Germans reluctantly allowed the Japs to send twelve
girls and one interpertor to join the group.

Chapter 3
Fatal Flaw

Horst Hodenstumpf didn't like it. He was doing both radioman and navigator
duties on a U-699 that had no torpedoes but did have a load of cunts crammed in
the tube rooms. Somehow he didn't think a 120lb bitch blown out of a tube would
have much effect on a US destroyer bent on depth charging them to hell, unless
the US sailors were horny as hell. The crew was under strict orders not to
mingle with the women and anyone caught fucking a woman would be shot. He also
thought the mission was strange. As navigator he was privy to the coordinates of
their destination. Why would they dump all these women on a small island? He
knew he had to make contact with his resistance buddies. Yes, Horst was an
allied agent, he had made contact with the allies several years earlier after
hearing of a Nazi massacre of a village that was home to some of his relatives.
Late one evening as they cruised the Pacific, Horst snuck into his radio room,
installed a special crystal, and made contact with an agent in New Zealand. He
informed them of what he knew, the cargo, destination and course of the ships.
The rest is up to them, he thought.
Back on New Zealand the information forwarded by Horst was studied by
counterintelligence with mixed thoughts. Some didn't think it worth the time or
effort to investigate but luckily they were overruled by the CO who trusted a
Nazi about as far as he could throw one. He sensed something bigger than the
information seemed to show. His order was simple; investigate further and
evaluate. They had to get someone on that island and find out what the krauts
were up to so far from home. Only then could they plan a course of action in
response. The next problem was how? Agent James Honsberger came up with the best
idea. Being of German linage and speaking the language flawlessly he would
infiltrate the island as a shipwrecked German sailor. He fit the part to a T,
plus he had a working knowledge of German subs, it should be no problem to
convince the Nazi whores he was one of them. Once in their trust, he could make
"friends" with some of the women and then he would use his own 8 inch sexual
weapon to extract information during lovemaking. Once he had knowledge of their
plans, he would escape via a hidden raft and meet with a sub for the trip back
to New Zealand. The CO approved of his plan and gave the agent authority to use
whatever means needed to insure success including termination of anyone on the
island who got in his way. Even though he was uneasy with the thought of
possibly killing women, Jim began his preparations and later that week boarded a
sub for the trip to the island.

Chapter 4
The Camp

The subs had surfaced in the middle of the night and began shuttling their cargo
of sexy pussy to the island's small beach. Freda had gone in the first raft to
be onshore to observe the landing and send out her army cunts to recon a good
site for the camp. By first light all the women and some of the equipment was
ashore, the rest of the gear would have to wait until the next night. The subs
could not risk being seen in the daylight. The scout party had returned and
informed Freda of finding a large clearing inland about 300 meters, it would be
a good spot to set up the camp and they wouldn't have to clear away much of the
forest. It was in fact the site of the deceased natives camp, really to small
for the Nazis needs but in the hot weather who wanted to cut down brush and
trees? Another mistake! After seeing the campsite and agreeing that in would
serve their needs Freda set out on the business of her mission.
She assembled her groups of Amazons in the clearing, it was the first time all
of them had been together in on place and even the first time she had seen them
as a group. It was as impressive a group as any cockhound would ever lay eyes
on. Off to the east side of the clearing stood 100 of the most beautiful girls
the Fatherland could offer. None stood less than 5'7", most closer to 5'10",
mostly true blonds with some redheads and a few brunettes. There was not a
flabby ass or a flat chest in the bunch. These girls were all in their late
teens to early twenties, just coming into their peak of womanhood.
On the west side of the compound Freda assembled the prostitutes, twelve women
in their late twenties and early thirties that she had hand, (and mouth!),
picked. They did not yet show the wear and tear of their profession although
they definitely had a harder edge to their beauty.
Lastly in the compound center stood the female army guards. Thirty soldiers from
second in command Lt. Anna Schultz, two sergeants and a contingent of privates.
Freda had picked her guard with administration and not fighting as her top
priority, she also realized that without men she would need lesbian love to fill
her cunt and thus selected soldiers that were sexy first, could do filing second
and shoot a gun third. She believed that the only gunfire would be after the
girls left the island and she had her bitches mow down the whores. Her plan was
to send the girls back to civilization on the two subs, then while the whores
though they were waiting for a third sub the girl guards would gun them down.
Then the guards would board a transport back to Germany not knowing that a sub
had been dispatched to blow them out of the water and leave the survivors for
the sharks.
Freda now gave her speech and for the first time the assembled group found out
the true scope of their mission, There were a few gasps followed by a vocal
round of Heil Hitlers for all these cunts were good Germans and would follow
their orders to the letter. After the cheering had died down the work of setting
up camp began. It was decided to post two guards on either side of the beach
back near the jungle line. The posts would be about fifty yards from shore and
perhaps two hundred yards apart. These girls could watch for the approach of any
unwanted visitors and dispatch them with their Mauser rifles. Three or four
girls could patrol the camp perimeter during the evening. It was also decided
that the cliff sides did not need guards because of there sheer faces. Bad move!
That night the subs came back with the rest of the gear including five large
prefab tent barracks and a smaller unit for the commander. Later a Jap sub
showed up with their girls and equipment. Through their interpreter, Freda
filled in the Jap girls on the mission. During the speech they stood rigid,
showing no emotion. The Japanese girls were a marked contrast to the tall blond
Aryan beauties. They were small, doll like females, averaging 5'3" and 100 lbs.
All had jet black hair and brown, almond shaped eyes, small round breasts and
slim hips. The German girls eyed up their Asian counterparts lustily, dreaming
of dominating the small dark haired girls under a juicy blond beaver.
After a few hours of sleep under the stars the work of setting up tents and
assigning quarters began. Freda had the five large tents set up in an arc on one
side of the compound at some points being as close as 10 meters to the jungle,
while her tent, which doubled as a radio room and command center was off by it's
self on the opposite side. Twenty five girls and three prostitutes were housed
in each of four tents while the guards used the fifth tent. The Japanese girls
had their own tent set up next to the row of German tents. An outhouse pit was
dug at the very far end of the camp at the jungle edge and surrounded by a
canvas drape. In the center of the camp cooking facilities were set up. The camp
being complete Freda would begin her regimen of sexual training the next
morning. That evening some of the girls who had gotten to know each other on the
subs began to pair off and begin their own extracurricular activities. The
stillness of the jungle was interrupted by orgasmic cries of hot Nazi lesbians
as long wet tongues slipped deep into warm pussies.

Chapter 5
Insertion and Withdrawal

Life in the camp soon settled down into a routine, roll call shortly after dawn
followed by breakfast. The girls assembled in their uniforms to attend morning
classes in the arts of seduction taught by the whores. Freda tried to make the
training as realistic as possible within the limitations caused by the lack of
males. The girls would be paired up and one would strap on a hard rubber dildo
and play the role of the male partner. Under the watchful eyes of the
experienced pros, the girls would make love to each other, switching roles after
each encounter. They were taught the intimate secrets of felacio, how to use the
teeth and tongue on the most sensitive areas of a man's penis. They learned how
to induce orgasms in themselves and their partners and they learned how to
prolong a man's copulation to the utmost.
Due to the heat and humidity, German trainee uniforms were a light weight white
one piece tennis dress with a deep V front that had to strain to hold in the
young bosoms while the short skirt barely covered the crotch. A swastika adorned
the blouse over the right breast. The panty portion tended to cut into a girls
ass and cunt so many of the girls did not bother to wear them. Thus in any
position except standing straight, the young tarts showed plenty of ass and
twat. The Japanese girls wore white silk blouses and red silk shorts. Their
blouses semi transparent and showed the dark circles of pert Oriental areolas
when dampened by sweat. The whores, being civilians, did not have to wear a
uniform and most off them spent their time in bra and panties or other sexy
garb.
A light lunch was followed by classes in poise and espionage taught by the
commander and her staff. After supper the girls would practice their techniques
on each other in the tent cots until falling asleep from bliss in each other
arms. The Japs were under Freda's command but in their tent, the interpertor was
in control. She maintained a stricter discipline than the free loving Germans.
The Jap girls worked hard on physical training during off hours, exercising in
skimpy underwear to the amusement of the watching kraut sluts. They were usually
too tired by nightfall to worry about sex. The interpertor, being somewhat of a
prude, was disgusted at the thought of lesbian relationships and the few Jap
girls with the energy and inclination had to slip out of their tent in the
middle of the night to meet with their Nazi lovers.
Camp life for the girl guards and whores was somewhat more tedious. The whores
had to help with the cooking and laundry but other than that their evening were
free so if not "supervising" a couple of the young girls they would pair off for
their own trysts or play cards. The girl guards had the toughest life, they were
required to wear a uniform during duty hours and because of the long hours some
would collapse to sleep in their bunks still clothed. The uniform consisted of a
white blouse unbuttoned but tied under the breasts. As usual a Nazi emblem rode
over the right breast. Green cotton shorts that hung low on the hips and ended
an inch below the crotch completed the uniform. In this heat no one wore
underwear with the uniform. Duty rosters included the two guard posts near the
beach with a guard shift being 6 hours long, one guard post by the commanders
tent and the usual KP and latrine duties along with maintaining training records
and such.
Even though the duty was tough, the girl guards still found time for lifes
pleasures and an evening never passed without the sound of their tongues
slurping wet pussies mixing with the moans of the trainees as the tried out a
new technique. Eva Meisner flopped out on her bunk, stretching out her six foot
frame. The first couple of days had been rough, what with assembling all the
gear and getting into a new routine. Finally she had a chance to rest. The nude
swim in the ocean just completed had washed the sweat and dirt of the last two
days off her tanned blond body. While walking back to the tent, the warm Pacific
breeze had dried her smooth flesh but the long mane of golden hair cascading
around her pretty face and the curly patch of blond fuzz guarding her pink pussy
still dripped moisture. Her sexy pose, legs slightly spread and hands back under
her head, had not gone unnoticed by the other girls in the tent. Paula, another
true blond, found herself staring at the prone girl and licking her lips. Paula
had just gotten off duty and still wore her sweaty uniform. She tugged down on
her shorts, slipping them off her 36 inch hips. Then off came the blouse,
freeing a pair of natural 36C breasts. The rigid pink nipples standing proudly
from her tits betrayed her sexual urge to any observant eye. Through the corner
of her eye, Eve could see the smaller girl gazing lustily and began to tease
her. Eve rolled slightly and brought up one leg so her knee was bent and her
pussy in Paula's view. Eve began to rub her muff and slip a finger between her
delectable labia. Her free hand massaged her firm breasts and flat belly. Eve
glanced over at Paula and smiled to herself when she saw the girl quivering with
lust, reaching for her own golden snatch. Eve took the wet finger from her cunt,
slowly placed it in her mouth and licked it off, then extended it toward Paula
and motioned her over.
Paula covered the distance between them like a gazelle being pursued by a hungry
lion. She knelt next to the bunk and planted a wet, deep kiss on Eve's full red
lips. Eve responded to the probing tongue exploring her mouth. Her hips began to
writhe and she wrapped her hands in the blond hair falling over her face,
pulling Paula into harder contact with her body. Hornier than she had realized,
Eve wasted no time in taking control. She rammed a long middle finger into
Paula's hot cunt and lifted the girl up onto her body. The two girls squirmed in
each others arms, breasts flattened together and legs intertwined. Paula began
to slip down Eve's body, stopping to kiss and nibble her neck, then spending
time suckling the bigger girl's firm tits. Soon she continued her journey,
guided by Eve's hands on her head. She traced a path with her wet tongue,
between the tasty tits, down the flat hard belly, through a patch of golden fuzz
and finally reaching the apex of Eve's womanhood. Eve took about five minutes of
Paula's fingers and tongue stretching and drilling her cunt before she knew she
was close to cumming. Luckily by this time Paula had turned around and her cunt
was in reach. As her first orgasm exploded, Eve shoved Paula's head hard into
her pussy and lifted her own head up into her lovers snatch. She engulfed
Paula's clit in her mouth and bit down just hard enough to cause painful
pleasure. Paula bucked hard as her cunt responded to Eve's teeth and her face
was flooded with the warm sweet juice of Eve's orgasm. She didn't have a chance
to react further because she found herself being flipped on her back by the
bigger Nazi. Paula felt Eve's strong hands on her ass, pulling her sweet crotch
up to Eve's mouth. Paula's own face was straddled by the powerful girl's hips
and Eve's wet pussy was mashed into her mouth. Eve worked the smaller girl's
body like a fine violin, getting her to a fever pitch, moaning and writhing in
passion. Before letting her cum, Eve turned Paula over on her belly, stradled
her back and lowered her head into the pungent ass wiggling under her. Eve drew
her tongue from the lower spine down into the crack of Paula's ass, spreading
the firm cheeks apart with her hands. She paused for a moment, then drilled her
tongue deep into the girl's rosy asshole. Paula gasped, grasped the cot rails
tight with her hands, went rigid and burst into climax. It took her thirty
seconds to come back to her senses. Eve rolled her back over and lay next to her
in the crowded bunk. Sweat covered both girls and the physical effort of their
sex combined with the days work suddenly caught up with them. In minutes both
girls were fast asleep, arm in arm and face to face.
In contrast to the gentle passion of Eve and Paula, some of the lesbian guards
liked their sex rough and started a sort of fighting-fucking contest with
regular matches and even a champion. Matches were held every other evening in
the center of the compound. The trainees were not allowed to participate but any
of the guards or prostitutes could enter. The current champion was a girl guard
named Marlena. A street tough young woman of twenty five, the 5'8" brunette had
battled all her live to survive in the poor sections of Hamburg. She had been a
thief, sold her body to men and women, con artist, what ever it took to keep
food in her mouth and clothes on her back. Her features were pleasant to the eye
though she could not be called a great beauty. Her best asset was a killer pair
of muscled thighs and a slim, tight, hard ass. She had a more than adequate set
of knockers, measuring in at 36C and anyone who bedded her down was never
disappointed in her abilities.
This evening she had been challenged by a prostitute named Lilith. The whore was
a couple years older but about the same size. She to had known some hard times
in life so a close contest was expected. Lilith had been born into a good family
of substantial means, had good clothes and attended private schools. However
when she was seventeen and fully blossomed into a 5'7" brunette beauty, she fell
in with a bad crowd. She got mixed up in a botched robbery, was arrested and
sent to prison. It changed her life. Disowned by her humiliated parents and
totally alone in a cruel, decrepit cell; she was easy prey for the horny male
guards who raped the young girl almost nightly. With a ten year sentence staring
her in the face, when the crooked warden offered her parole in exchange for
serving in a brothel, she readily accepted. She spent three years working in the
brothel before she could strike out on her own and by then it was to late to do
anything else except sell her body.
The match, as usual, was held at sunset in the grassy center of the campground.
Several dozen spectators surrounded the site. Most were paired up on blankets
and because the night was chilly, their nipples were engorged and hard, denting
uniforms or clothing the scantily clad sluts wore. In contrast to the viewers,
the two combatants strode out totally nude. As they walked from their tents and
into the night air, the chill affected their boobs also. Flaccid nubs of tissue
grew into grape sized, sensitive teats. The women faced each other and the
contest began. Slowly they circled, looking for an opening, fingernails bared,
ready to scratch and tear flesh. Lilith landed the first blow. She charge in,
faking a blow to the head and when Marlena went for the fake, Lilith drove a
foot into Marlena's guts. The crowd of girls gasped as the champion fell
backward, perhaps tonight would see a new queen crowned. Maybe but not yet,
Marlena sprung to her feet, shaking off the cobwebs, ready for more. Lilith gave
it to her, she was behind Marlena and now grasped her in a bear hug. Lilith
squeezed for all she was worth, flattening Marlena's tits and causing the guard
much discomfort. Suddenly the tables turned and it was Lilith who yelped in
pain. Marlena had stomped down on Lilith's foot, causing her to loosen her grip.
The guard then dropped down while raising her arms, freeing herself from the
hold. Now to retaliate, Marlena drove her elbow into the whore's guts the used
the back of her fist to smash Lilith's groin. She howled and Marlena spun around
to continue the attack. She threw a punch at the whore's tit's that Lilith side
stepped and blocked. Marlena let her hands drop and Lilith snapped a roundhouse
kick into her ribs. She followed it up with a hard punch into Marlena's left
breast.
The crowd hooted and hollered, sensing Marlena's impending defeat. Lilith senced
it also and got overconfident. She wasn't prepared when Marlena flew from her
doubled over position and tackled Lilith, throwing her to the ground. The guard
was all over the whore, driving a knee up into her crotch and pummelling her
tits with fists and fingernails. Lilith was weakening, she tried to fight back
and she got in some good licks but Marlena was setting her up for the finish.
The guard backed off and the whore stared to rise, she had taken the bait. When
Lilith was crouched on her haunches, Marlena sprung like a cat, catching the
whore in a head scissors. The women were on their sides with Lilith's head
trapped in the vise grip of Marlena's muscular thighs. The girl guard rolled,
forcing Lilith on her back and her head into Marlena's crotch. Marlena sat back
on her, cutting off her air supply. Lilith had no choice but to frantically slap
the ground indicating submission. A cheer went up from the spectators and that
was a signal for the orgy to begin.
The girls watching the contest now fell on each other like a pack of rutting
animals. Their libidos had been stirred to the boiling point by the fight and
now they paired off in groups of two, three, and more, ravishing each others
bodies with fingers, tongues even toes. Marlena relaxed her grip and Lilith
gulped need air then dove right back into the guards warm wet pussy. The mass
copulation went on till midnight when the exhausted girls finally crawled back
to their bunks for some needed sleep.
One would think that the girls would get along with all the group sex going on,
but no, bitches will always be bitches and it was about three weeks into the
training that tensions began to flare and an unforeseen visitor upset the smooth
running camp. Up until that point things had run smoothly. There had been a
couple of cat fights, mostly minor things that were quickly broken up by the
guards. Only one had gotten out of hand, two whores having a card game got into
it over cheating. The accuser, a 5'8" redhead of about thirty sprang up and
flung dirt in the eyes of the accused, a slightly taller blond. While the blond
tried to clear her eyes the redhead planted a front kick squarely in the blond's
cunt. The blond screamed and sank to her knees but when the redhead approached
the blonds right fist shot out and up and sank into left heaving breast of the
redhead. Now it was her turn to gag and stagger back. They both attacked with
claws this time as red grabbed the blonds 38's and blondie did likewise to red's
37's. This stalemate may have gone on if not for the intervention of Big Bertha.
Bertha was the largest Amazon in the camp at 6'4" and 180lb of hard muscle. She
was also one of the most beautiful of the guards. Her hair was strawberry blond
in all the right places and her body was built like a berserk hourglass. Natural
44"DD breasts strained in the confines of her white blouse that knotted over a
26" waist that then flared into 39" hips that could tame any man and most
animals. Supporting all this beauty were a pair of long tapered legs that went
on forever. If Bertha's mind had not been poisoned by the Nazis she would have
been a great catch. But back to the fight, Bertha merely grabbed each bitch
around the neck and yanked them apart, a feat that caused some deep scratches in
their tits. They glared at each other as Bertha laughed and suggested they lick
each other wounds.
It was getting late in the afternoon when she thought she saw something out in
the water. Heidi was at the southern guard post and the suns reflection made it
hard to see out on the water but yes something was out there. Heidi cupped her
hands and yelled out across the beach to Valerie in the north guard post. Could
she see it? Valerie ran across the beach to her co-guard and together they ran
to the water line. Now they could make out a raft drifting in with the tide.
What they could not see out over the horizon was the periscope of the USS
Devilfish as it submerged after setting out the raft and it's contents. They
also could not have known that the prior evening agent Jim had made a visit to
the island to hide another inflatable raft and gear to use for his escape. The
raft made it's way closer to the beach and both girls lifted their rifles but as
it drifted closer they noticed U-704 painted on the raft. "It's German" said
Heidi. "There is a man in it." squealed Valerie. "I'll run back for help and you
watch him." By now the raft had beached itself and Heidi stood over the man
inside. He had been out there for some time she thought gazing at his beard and
sunburn. She also couldn't help but notice that he was very handsome and
muscular. She found herself fingering her twat and wondering what she might find
in his pants. Her thoughts were interupted by the return of Valerie with two
other guards. After reviving the man with cool water the other two guards
escorted him back to camp to be interrogated by Freda.
The sight of a hunk of a man in the torn remains of a German submariners uniform
being helped into camp by two busty broads created quite a stir among the cock
starved bimbos. They tried to get close enough to feel him up but his two
helpers sternly shouted them away, they really wanting him for themselves.
Hearing the commotion, Freda had come out from her tent where moments earlier a
private had her tongue buried in the Captain's privates. The bitches didn't
notice Freda buttoning the front of her white uniform shorts as she strode out.
"What goes on here?" asked Freda as her eyes drank in the 6'2" 220lb hunk of man
flesh in front of her. The guard explained the circumstances of the mans
presence. "This could be trouble" thought Freda, "or maybe I can use him to my
advantage". "Bring him into my headquarters" she barked. As she sat at her desk
with Lt. Anna at her side and a guard with a 9mm sten gun posted by the door she
began her interrogation.
Jim answered all her questions in perfect German while mentally undressing and
screwing the commandant's voluptuous body, explaining that his sub had been
caught on the surface by an allied plane and had been sunk several days earlier.
He and several other had escaped death in two rafts by the other raft hand been
lost in a storm along with his companion. To his knowledge, he was the lone
survivor. He also asked if he could send out a distress call on her radio. Freda
denied his request stating the need to keep their existence a secret. She did,
however, tell him that they would all be leaving before to long. Freda had
thought about having the man killed but since she bought his story hook, line,
and sinker she decided to let him stay on the island, and "leave" with the
whores. Until then she could use him for some of the harder work and to make
love to the guards and herself. She could not let him fuck the trainees, if they
got pregnant their usefulness was gone. She informed the guard sergents to make
up a bunk for Jim in the guard tent.
Shatzi and Henna were twin amazons in their late twenties who had enlisted
together at the beginning of the war hoping to help the cause of Nazism. Most of
their careers had been in steno pools or code rooms although because of their
drop dead figures and the fact they shared everything including men, they did
get invited to a lot of parties. Now they had to restrain themselves with the
news that this hunk of muscle and cock would be at their beck and call.
While still maintaining the appearances of a man weakened by days on a raft,
Jim's keen eyes and ears missed nothing, including the fact that he was the only
man with over a hundred sex starved pussies. "This assignment will be some fun
after all" he thought as the twins led him off to be bathed and fed like a
prized stallion before he mounts the mares. He was a little surprised when he
spotted a pair of dark haired oriental girls. The intelligence reports had not
mentioned them. The rest of the morning was spent having soft female hands wash
and massage his body and try as he might his cock refused to play the part of a
weakened man as it grew to full stature under the caresses of the giddy guards.
As he gazed at the firm tits and asses hovering around him he had to fight off
the urge to impale one of them on his throbbing cock. "Time for that later after
I have 'recovered'" he thought to himself. Lunch and a few hours of sleep
followed his bathing, however, that evening things got interesting.
Following the end of their shift Shatzi and Henna decided it was time to check
out their 'guest'. It was early evening and the sun was just setting when Jim
was awakened by the throbbing of his cock, he shook the cobwebs from his eyes
and found himself looking up the lush pink ass of Shatzi. She was naked and had
straddled his body and was now engrossed in sucking the juices from his cock. He
was just about to lift his head up to lick her rosebud when Henna stradled his
face and buried her blond pussy in his mouth. The curly lite hairs tickled his
nose as he responded by driving his tongue deep into her qwim. "Holy Shit" he
thought, "she may be an enemy bitch but she sure has a sweet pussy"! After a few
minutes of cock sucking and pussy munching the two girls got off of Jim and
reversed positions so they would be facing each other. While they were doing
this Jim could not help but notice the four perfect tits bouncing over him, 38's
he thought but God those nipples must be an inch long! His thoughts were
interupted as now Shatzi dropped her cunt down for some tongue lashing while
Henna's well lubed twat took all 8 inches of Jim's cock up to the hilt. He found
out they were identical twins right down to the taste of their pussies. While
the Nazi sluts kissed and fondled each other his cock was pumping like a jack
hammer and his tongue flicked and sucked as if to drain her pussy dry. Shatzi
demanded that they switch positions so she could have some cock but then Hanna
decided that they should switch back. Jim didn't care which bitch he was
porking. Even Nazi bitches are not superhuman and neither was Jim so after
several minutes of this extasy things came to a three way climax. Jim's cock
shot forth a load of cum like a firehose into the hot pussy of Hanna which
caused her to orgasm and clamp down on Shatzi's tits while driving her tongue
into her sisters mouth. The two tongues were too much for her and her orgasm
spewed pussy juice down Jim's throat inducing one last spurt from him. The three
sweat soaked bodies slumped together in spent lust. The two satiated sluts
retired to their own bunks to dream of the return matches they would have with
this Aryan god while Jim fell asleep in minutes.
Several hours later Jim was awakened by a soft hand over his mouth. It was not
trying to hurt just to keep him from making a sound that would wake the
barracks. He could only make out a her shape in the dim light. She was one of
the smaller Nazis, he judged about 5'6" and 120lb. Her bust was an adequate 36C
over a waspish 23" waist and slender 36" hips. She motioned for him to rise and
follow her. They went out the tent and down the three steps to the ground as the
tents were elevated to discourage bugs and snakes. They had no trouble slipping
around the tent and into the jungle as the three sluts on night guard duty in
the camp were as usual playing cards by the cook fire. Outside in the moonlight
he could see the girl was the one would had stood over him in the raft. Heidi
had watched, along with the rest of the tents guards, as the twins had filled up
on cock meat and now she wanted her share. She laid out the blanket she had
taken along and laid down on it, then she motioned for Jim to lay beside her.
Her's was a different style of sex compared to the twins. She tenderly kissed
him and stroked his manhood back to life. Their tongues intertwined and she
guided his hand to her pussy where he used his fingers to spread her cunt lips
and twiddle her clitoris. Her juice soon began to flow over his fingers as her
sweet meat began to throb in anticipation of enwrapping his hard cock. Meanwhile
she was using her hands to milk precum from his cock which she rubbed all over
his cockhead. No words were spoken, it was all on instinct. Heidi rolled on her
back, arched her hips and he responded by kneeling between her legs, rubbing his
cockhead in her pussy and slamming it home. She met his thrusts with her own as
she writhed and mewed like a kitten. He had been pumping away for some time when
she pulled away and got on her hands and knees. Jim needed no encouragement,
with cock in hand he lined up his shot and drove in again and again, his hips
slapping against her firm ass. His orgasm was just beginning when one word
finally came from the mouth of the overheated girl, "arse"! He pulled out his
still spewing cock, used his own cum to lube her rosebub and forced his way into
the hot tight cavern. Heidi came like a bucking bronco and he rode her like one.
She would buck and he would slam it home, Finally they were both to spent to
continue. They collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs to rest. Later, as he
slipped back into the tent he figured it must be about 3:00 am and still the
guards were around the camp fire. He made a mental note to remember that.
After that evening Heidi would make her nocturnal visit every night unless she
had late guard shift. Jim found her tender love style a refreshing change from
the horny domineering sluts that he serviced every evening. As they lay in each
others arms under the stars they began to get to know each other, Jim found out
she had enlisted after her parents died in an air raid and she had no other
means of support. He, of course, lied about his past but he found himself
growing more and more fond of the young girl soldier.
The next morning he again was brought to the commandant and she explained what
his duties would be. Jim noticed that Freda's eyes spent a lot of time staring
at his crotch. "Good" he thought, "she's the one I have to bed down to get the
info I need". The next several days and nights passed by with Jim observing all
that was going on during the day and at night fucking the two or three guards or
whores that had won the drawing they ran to see who got screwed that night.
Shatzi and Henna would take him together three more times, each one more
vigorous than the last. His one encounter with Bertha would be remembered
forever as the huge amazon never let him off his back for two hours, her massive
muscled thighs clamped to his body or straddling his face. As she orgasmed, her
thighs clamped down on him until he swore his eyes would pop.
He made a special effort to seduce the Japanese interpreter. Not only to find
out why Japs were on the island but also because she was an exotic fox. She was
a Eurasian beauty, English and Japanese, and at 5'6", taller than most
Orientals. The girl was slender and while not as buxom as the German girls, her
nicely rounded 35C bust was bigger than the pure Japanese girls. Jim found out
her name was Nioki, she was twenty three and her mother had been from England.
He spent several evening talking to her as she put her girls through their
workouts. She was an intelligent woman who had be given this assignment because
of her language skills. She did not want to be there and hoped the war would end
soon. Jim sensed she would respond to tenderness and sympathy so he laid it on
thick. He wasn't really lying, he did feel sorry for this girl, out of place and
probably doomed. Finally, the third evening of his seduction, she agreed to walk
with him after the workout. They found a quite spot under the stars and sat
down. Soon they were kissing passionately, then her hands began to explore his
body. She was thawing out fast, opening her blouse and offering him her breasts.
He accepted and while he sucked and licked her aroused nipples, she undid his
fly and wrapped her hands around his quickly stiffening cock. She guided his
hand to her eager love mound and his fingers explored the warm dark wetness of
her woman hood. Nioki lay back and spread her legs, lifting them almost back to
her head. Then she took Jim by the prick and placed his cockhead between her
pussy lips. Jim held the girl by the shoulders and rammed in. With her slim hips
and small ass, she had the tightest pussy of any of his conquests and she
orgasmed quickly and often impaled on his big prick. They spent several hours
making love in various positions while talking about their lives and their
current situation. Nioki was as passionate a heterosexual lover as she was
frigid to lesbianism. When Jim finally did fill her womb with a gush of hot
sperm, the abandon of her orgasm matched any he had known. It would be the last
she experienced in her short life.
He gleaned a lot of info from the girl guards. As expected, they let down their
guard when his hard shlong drove in and out of their hot, wet pussies. Key
information came from one busty redheaded amazon bitch who maintained the files
of prospective victims for the V Force. She loved having his hot shaft squeezed
between her 42's. One evening she was laying under him while his hard cock slid
up and down her cleavage, her hands forcing the big breasts together, when his
load shot out and creamed her doll like face. While he rubbed his cum over her
boobs and nipples she talked a blue streak, detailing the targeted leaders and
some of the sluts assigned to them.
He had almost all the info he needed, this was definitely a major operation the
Nazis were planning. One way or another, he knew they must be stopped. He would
have to make his break soon even if it meant not screwing the captain and
obtaining the info only she had. These women, while beautiful, were part of an
evil Nazi plot that could have world shattering implications. As it was, he need
not have worried about the statuesque captain, for Freda had observed the
contented looks on the faces of some of her guards and she too had been without
a man for a long time.
That night before any guards could have their fun, Freda sent her personal guard
for the night, Eva Meisner, to bring the sailor to her tent. Eva hadn't had the
chance to fuck the muscular man yet and her six foot tall, platinum blond maned
body with 40 inch tits and a set of matching 40 inch hips was not immune to his
obvious masculinity. As she jogged to the guard tent to summon the man, her
breasts nearly bounced free of her loosely knotted blouse. Returning to Freda's
tent, her hips swayed and ass wiggled as if asking for the cock of the big
stallion, foreplay not required, her pussy was already hot. As they entered the
tent Freda told Eva to remain outside on watch so they were not disturbed. Eva
was disappointed as she had hoped for a threesome but she followed orders like a
good Nazi. Jim had never before been in Freda's bedchamber so the first thing he
did was to take in the whole room noticing especially the SS ceremonial dagger
that hung in it's sheath from the bedpost. The arrogant bitch had left the means
for her own destruction within easy reach. The dagger had been a gift from Field
Marshall Rommel himself after a memorable weekend in Barvaria.
Freda started things off by untying her sheer blouse and letting her magnificent
breasts explode into view. Taking his hands and placing them on the mountainous
melons she then wiggled out of her shorts to expose a love mound trimmed in
gold. She turned around and rubbed the crack off her firm ass in his crotch. He
responded by grabbing her firm as honeydew melon tits and pulling her back into
him while his shaft engorged in his pants. He had no shirt on and Freda made
short work of his pants as she knelt in front of him. Her mouth clamped around
his cockhead like a vacuum cleaner, sucking and biting while he entwined his
hands in her long golden hair and forced her to even greater lengths. She was an
expert at cocksucking and showed him some new tricks that had him gritting his
teeth to avoid blowing his wad to early and ruining his plans. Next he laid her
over the bed while he knelt behind her, putting her legs up on his shoulders he
would run his tongue from her pussy to her asshole and back. She moaned and
begged for more. Inserting his middle finger in her cunt he could then shove his
thumb up her ass, squeezing them together while groping a tit with his free hand
brought on her first orgasm. All the while they were fucking, Jim carefully made
small talk about the camp and it's women. In her orgasmic fog, Freda told him
more than she should. All the pieces of info so pleasurably gained began to fall
into place. The scope and audacity of the Nazi plan surprised him. Jim realized
he must escape that evening and alert the brass. He renewed his efforts to tire
the big Nazi slut.
Grabbing both tits he positioned his cock in her qwim and pulled hard, Freda
jerked back on his cock and came again. Jim alternated between butt fucking and
dog fucking and brought Freda to her third orgasm. She could feel herself tiring
and couldn't believe that Jim still had not shot his wad. Freda's decision to
flip Jim on his back and become the aggressor was exactly what he had wanted. He
had noticed that her orgasms were getting stronger and she was becoming less
alert, one more good one should do it. Jim rolled on his back on the bed being
careful to position himself just right. Freda jumped on him like a panther in
heat, up and down she worked his cock, squeezing it in her overheated pussy. His
hands were kneading her bouncing breasts, sucking and biting her nipples,
tickling her twat and asshole. She was breathing very rapidly now and he sensed
her impending orgasm, he was ready. He shot his hot load deep in her womb and
she went off like a rocket. Her eyes glazed over as her back arched, her nipples
had extended to their full length. She let out the cry of pleasure that he had
been waiting for.
"Ooooohhhhhhaaahhhhhhggrrhhmmmmppph".
Jim's right hand had shot up and pulled the dagger from it's sheath and in one
motion his left hand covered her mouth while the right jabbed the dagger up into
the silky left breast of his prey. The full ten inches of steel ripped up
through the firm flesh angling for Freda's heart. He could feel her pussy
tighten in one last orgasm as her heart was perforated. The look in her eyes was
one of pleasure and surprise as he pulled the bloody dagger from it's warm human
host. Kissing the soft red lips of the dead Nazi witch for one last time, he
whispered to her unhearing ears, "War's a bitch, baby". He pushed the dead witch
back on the bed, jism seeping from her open pussy as his rigid cock slipped out
of the wet hole. Now he had to work fast, making sure there was no blood on his
body, he stretched Freda's corpse out on the bed, spreading her legs wide. He
hid the dagger in the right spot then he went out to the door still naked and
hard. "Freda would like you to join us now" he told Eva as she eyed his cock
with lust; noticing the wet spot in her crotch he knew she had heard the sounds
of animal passion and had been diddling herself while listening to the love
match. The unsuspecting statuesque slut had hoped for a crack at this man and a
threesome with this stud and the commandant, who she matched very closely in
physical stature, would be even better. Longing for the hard cock deep in her
pussy and Freda's tits in her face, she entered the tent and met instead, her
doom.
As she sexily slunk into the tent in front of him, he picked up the dagger from
it's hidden spot. Eva pulled back the curtain to the bedchamber and saw her
mutilated commander, blood staining her once flawless skin. Her hand went to her
mouth, but before she could scream Jim spun her around with such force that her
firm round tits finally popped out of her loosened blouse.
"Oooooppfff"! His fist slammed the dagger into her flat belly button hard enough
to force the wind from her lungs. The bloody blade is immediately pulled out for
a second thrust. Gasping for air and in terrible pain, she is reaching for her
sliced belly when she was slammed against the wall by the killing thrust. He had
aimed his dagger for her exposed left breast, a quick thrust sent ten inches of
hard German steel through the nipple and on through the quivering mound of tit
meat, tasting it's second ripe Nazi boob of the night. Again her breasts were
not large enough to take ten inches of steel and the dagger found her heart. The
look in Eva's eyes was different than with Freda. No pleasure here, just shock,
pain, and disbelief. Jim looked at the expression on her tear stained face,
gazed down on her ruined knockers and swelling hips and, as he pulled out the
dagger and her blood flowed from her lacerated nipple he really regretted having
to kill the big beautiful girl. She slowly slid down the wall to the floor,
stared up at him in a silent gaze of confusion, coughed and died.
He had slain the sexy bitch out of necessity, her life for his, but it was the
throbbing erection, inches from Eva's unseeing eyes that disturbed him. He would
have preferred to stay on the island, fucking with all those juicy German foxes.
He certainly hadn't wanted the war that forced his actions. What bothered him
most was the sexual stimulation he received from Eva's death. After his exploits
with Freda, he should have been limp as a cooked noodle. But he couldn't dwell
on that now, he still had work to do. Kneeling next to the deceased amazon, he
untied her blouse and removed it. Next he tugged her blood stained shorts down
her long limp legs. Bending over the Eva's lifeless form, he kissed her softly
and then picked her up. For such a tall busty girl, she was a light load. He
placed her body on top of Freda in the classic 69 position, her face in Freda's
cum covered twat. Eva's tight pink pussy, framed in silver blond curls between
those delectable ass cheeks, and hanging over the dead commandants head was an
arousing sight. Jim decided to take the time to give the dead girl what she came
into the tent for. He certainly had the erection to get the job done. He climbed
back on the bed over the two dead cunts and hammered away at the warm dead
pussy. Slapping hard against the ample ass of the slain guard, his pounded out
his frustration and anger at being forced to kill beautiful pussy even if they
were Nazi sluts. His rage subsided as he spewed a hot load deep into the dead
womans womb and the extra ten minutes taken to give Eva a screwing would save
two lives. As his cock shrank back to normal size and slipped out of the wet
cunt, some of the love juices dripped off her pussy lips and into the unseeing
face of the dead Freda. Next he covered up as much blood as possible. He wanted
a person who might peek in to assume the bitches fell asleep while doing each
other.
Jim was checking out the entire office, reading and memorizing all the files,
and just about to smash the radio when he heard soft footsteps. Slipping next to
the door he waited as a figure stepped in. Grabbing the slim blond figure around
the neck, he had the dagger under her breast when he realized he was about to
kill Heidi. She had come to look for him when he was not back in his cot for
their love session. As he held the squirming girl he knew she could ruin his
mission and get him killed. He should plunge the blade into her heart as he had
done the other two women, but his heart would not let him. He had killed more
than his share of beautiful German women. The dagger was lowered, it would not
taste a third shapely Aryan tit that night. Feeling the sharp point leave her
threatened boob, the girl relaxed and stopped her struggles. Jim knew now that
he had fallen in love with this girl as he whispered for her to be quiet. She
nodded and he released her and took the biggest gamble of his life by telling
her of his true mission and of his love for her. He didn't tell her what he
thought the brass's response to his information would be. She wrapped her arms
around him and said that she also had fallen for him and would not betray him.
Knowing that her survival was improbable if she remained on the island he asked
her to leave with him. He figured she would be intered in a POW camp until wars
end but he would visit her and after the war they could get married. She only
thought a moment before agreeing and they slipped out of the tent and into the
jungle where he had hidden his escape gear. A quick rappell down the cliff and
they were paddling his raft out to meet the sub that would surface every night
at a certain time.
While rowing he had time to reflect on his mission. Killing those women had been
necessary but he did regret the loss of such fine pussy. But he had found love
where he would never had expected it. When the brass found out what he knew
about V Force he suspected that they would have the bitches wiped out and he
wondered how many others were like Heidi, in the wrong place at the wrong time.
In a way he was happy he didn't have to go back for that.
Except for the stares and wolf whistles of the sailors as Heidi's long tan legs
descended the sub ladder, the trip back was uneventful. She was confined to the
captain' cabin and the captain bunked with the first officer. This was as much
to protect her from the horny sailors as it was because she was German.

Chapter 6
Shake up

Morning came and the first thing the girl guards noticed was that the man had
not returned to his bunk. Since they knew he had been with the commander that
evening they assumed he was still there. The killings were discovered by the
cook who was assigned to take breakfast to the captain. At first she looked in
and saw Eva's face buried in Freda's pussy with the captains head up between the
guards legs. As Jim had figured, she thought the two women had fallen asleep
during sex. Then she saw the blood. Her scream alerted the rest of the camp. Lt.
Anna took over and her investigation found Jim and Heidi missing and the radio
smashed. Her conclusion was that he tried to talk Freda into radioing for a
rescue ship for him and when she refused he murdered her, radioed for help, then
killed the guard when she stumbled on him. She thought Heidi was dead somewhere
in the jungle or a hostage. Anna assumed that he would either be lost in the
ocean or if he was rescued would not talk to save his own skin, therefore she
did not see any further danger to the mission. They were more than halfway thru
the training and would be gone soon.
The loss of the radio would be an inconvenience but on the other hand, the sluts
would never know that the last German offensive was broken at the Battle of the
Bulge and the Allies were driving into the heart of Nazism from both fronts.
After a burial service things settled down with Anna and her lover moving into
the command tent. The big lieutenant and her small pfc lover liked the privacy
of the command tent and they often spent all night bitchfucking each other. The
only change she made was to have the few weapons they had spread out among the
tents. Her lack of response would prove to be deadly.
Two days later back in New Zealand, Jim and Heidi were being debriefed. The CO
listened intently to everything including some of the sexual forays. Afterward
he made a tough decision that he would have to live with for the rest of his
life. The war in Europe was nearing an end and since the German girl had come
along willingly and cooperated, he would cut her a break. As far as anyone in
the High Command knew, she did not exist. She would stay in the base prison
until the mission was over then be allowed to leave with agent Honsberger who
was mustering out anyway. That part was easy, the next part wasn't. He was about
to take personal responsibility for the deaths of over one hundred and fifty
young Axis women. After Heidi was escorted out, he issued his command, "The
bitches are like an infection and we can't let them get off the island to
spread". "Even though the war is near over, they could cause a lot of damage and
possibly prolong the conflict, costing many Allied lives". "We have no choice
but to wipe them out, no prisoners!"
It was the decision Jim knew would come yet he regretted it. He was not as
battle hardened as some of these men, he did not know of times in Germany and
France when allied soldiers captured by female SS would be tortured and have
their genitals cut off so they would bleed to death. The CO knew of these
atrocities, he knew of the depths of evil that the female Nazi mind could sink
to. In fact he had a captured German film of a party where just such a
mutilation took place and he intended to show that film to the men going on the
assault. In the film, three semi nude sluts arouse the lust in two bound GI's by
licking their cocks and teasing them with big bare tits. The CO didn't know it
but one of the bitches in the film was now in command of "V Force". One of the
tramps strips naked and lowers her hot cunt down until it just begins to engage
the cockheads of the GI's. Then just as the three men are about to explode and
spew jism in the air the other two witches grab their dongs and force glass rods
down the dicks. While the men struggle, the evil bitches smash the glass rods
and the shards of broken glass rip the insides of the stiff dongs. As the men
scream in agony, the women kick them in the groin and stomp their balls. Then
long knives are used to cut off first one nut, then the other, then the cock is
severed. Finally the men are shot and the film ends.
If Jim had seen the film perhaps he too would volunteer to go back and blow away
the Nazi cunts. He certainly wouldn't have regretted killing Freda. She could
plainly be seen in the film, sitting bare assed on a Kraut officer's lap. As the
GI's were dying, she was getting her butt porked by the slobbering Nazi. But he
hadn't seen it and all his mind saw was visions of a hundred Nazi she-wolves
with Heidi's face, their tits jerking and twitching under the impact of heavy
caliber bullets, the survivors dispatched with bayonet thrusts through the firm
pouts of their bellys as they lay moaning and writhing on the blood soaked
ground. He saw his soon to be wife's face on every corpse or he saw the sweet
pussies of the twins. No he would not go back, and as it turned out his vision
was pretty close to the events to follow.
The CO sent for sergeant Jack Harper, a seasoned veteran of the Anzio and
Normandy landings and no stranger to the evil that was Nazism. Many good friends
of Jack had died with German slugs in their bodies and he seethed with hatred of
the Nazi regime. He also knew of the Bataan death march so killing Jap sluts
sure wouldn't bother him. Jack was fully briefed on the island and what the Nazi
cunts were up to. He was ordered to take no prisoners, women or not. Jack
assured the CO that he had no problem with the order. The next day Jack returned
to the CO with his plan, he would hand pick thirty men who would have no problem
pulling the trigger if the sights were pointed between a pair of bouncing 38's.
No green recruits would be used. They might delay that few seconds as they
realized a woman would die. A delay that could prove fatal to the Allied force.
Using the plan of the camp supplied by Jim, they designed an strategy that would
surround the camp and launch a massive, surprise pre-dawn attack that would
hopefully catch the Axis bitches in bed and destroy them before they could mount
a defense. Even if they were discovered, the Nazi women did not have the weapons
or the training to repulse a well armed force.
Just as the recently deceased Captain Freda had picked her fighting force for
less than the best reasons, Jack picked only the cream of his men. A lot of the
guys had relatives die in Nazi camps or Bataan, some had criminal records,
several were Russian regulars who had helped stop the Nazis at Moscow and had
won a transfer to the warm Pacific as reward for heroism. All were battle
hardened killers and the Russians especially wanted a crack at the Nazi witches.
When the squad had been formed and the mission explained, the CO played his
trump card and showed the captured film. As the men watched the semi nude SS
witches castrate the GI's you could sense a hardening of the spirit. Any qualms
about blasting hot lead or cold steel into the soft bodies of Nazi she-wolves
was gone. The men vowed to themselves that not a slut would escape their
vengeance. It was unfortunate that the squad didn't know of Lt. Anna's tie-in
with the filmed atrocities or they could have planned a special demise for her.
A more fitting death for her would have had her stuffed in a large barrel of
broken glass and rolling it around till her body was shredded like hamburger.
But alas, she would mearly die a relatively quick death along with her entire
island of naked Axis tarts.
The squad embarked on an American submarine after only two days of intensive
planning and training. Time was of the utmost importance as it wasn't known
exactly when the hellions would leave their island nest. Crammed onboard the
crowded boat, the GI's reviewed maps of the target camp and spent time checking
equipment. Knives and bayonets were honed to razor sharpness. M1 rifles and
Thompsen sub-machine guns cleaned and lubed. As the squad filled magazines with
deadly soft-point bullets, banned by the Geneva convention, they tried to
visualize the effect of the slugs on female bodies. A few Russian men had
smuggled in some even nastier, explosive tipped shells for their M1's. The
fulminate of mercury explosive in the lead bullets could blow the tit right off
a naked slut. Hard-ons were the order of the day as each man's mind raced with
thoughts of the upcoming carnage. Some day dreamed of a cruel but lovely Nazi
face disappearing in a spray of gore, some, a slim belly blown open and dropping
it's contents in front of a stunned, dying bitch. Most guys though, would aim
for the big bouncing German jugs.

Chapter 7
Day of Dealing Death

On the evening that would be her last on earth, Nioki had an omminous
premonition. It was after lights out and she could hear the heavy breathing of
her girls sleeping in the bunks on either side of her's. During the past week
she had begun laying awake at night thinking of the passionate love making Jim
had lavished on her body. She lay with her fingers deep in her wet cunt and
massaging a tit that seemed firmer and slightly larger that before. As she
tweaked and twisted an erect nipple, memories of Jim's tongue tracing paths over
that same milk bud increased her sexual stimulation. Her entire body felt
strangely different and she sensed that a new life was growing in her womb.
Thinking back, she realized the timing was right and she would have been fertile
when Jim's big white dick whitewashed her waiting vagina with steaming sperm.
She began reliving his days of seduction and the culmination in copulation.
Nioki was a very intelligent woman and as she reviewed the past, some things
began to seem funny. When she added up some of the subtle nuances of his
mannerisms combined with his sudden departure, Nioki became convinced his story
was less than truthful. In the morning she would relay her fears to the
Commandant and suggest that the camp be shut down and the girls dispersed to
their targets immediately. Nioki had a small radio that the German's didn't know
about that could be used to contact the Japanese military and they could relay
the messages to the Nazis.
The sub surfaced and puked out two rafts. Two men climbed in each raft and
quietly rowed toward opposite cliffs adjacent to the small beach on the island.
It was 2:30 in the morning on this dark night with just some moonlight. The men
knew that at 3:10 the subs would disgorge the main body of the strike force.
Before then, the beach guards had to be eliminated. It took 10 minutes to row to
the cliff and another 10 to rappel up the cliff and get into position. Now they
would wait for the perfect opportunity. It came with 15 minutes to spare.
The GI's watched the girl guards through special night scopes fitted to their
weapon of choice for this chore, crossbows, silent yet very deadly. In skilled
hands, the black metal weapons were as accurate as a good rifle at ranges up to
fifty yards. They fired a twelve inch aluminum shaft tipped with a four edged
steel broadhead point. At close range the arrow could punch through a one inch
pine board. On hitting a human body, the shaft would drive deep into flesh and
cause massive blood loss and shock. even less than perfect hits were lethal. In
a few moments the seductive girl guards would feel the sting of the hidden
intruders.
The foxy bitch at the south post was bored with weeks of uneventful lookout duty
and put down her rifle to play with herself. In a week she would be off this
island and the first man she met, German or not, would get his cock fucked off.
She hadn't had a man since the sailor had run off and her pussy could not be
satisfied with dildos or tongues, although that one little Jap bitch did a
pretty good job.
Through the scopes the two GI's assigned to take her out could make out her
curly blond hair hanging down around her face, the curve of her full hips ending
in long slender legs, the wasp waist, and the full roundness of her chest. In
anybodies book she was a looker with a body that could kill, to bad she was the
one that would soon die. They could also see that she had untied her blouse to
give her access to her pair of 38D titties. She was leaning back against a tree
with her left breast cupped in her right hand and her left hand jammed down her
tight shorts fingering her twat. Her long wet tongue slipped from her open mouth
and wet her full red lips as she undulated in her own pleasure. The green
shorts, unbuttoned now, slipped down her lithe legs as her hand massaged the
golden bush of her pussy.
The two GI's sighted their bows on the delicious morsel and waited, cocks
growing hard. Over on the north side the tall slender bitch was just standing,
staring out to sea, but she seemed sleepy and unalert to the GI's with her in
their sights. Her uniform was intact and in the dim light they couldn't tell
much about her. "Well bitch, it's time for permanent slumber" thought the one
GI.
The plan was one arrow for each bitch with the second GI on each side waiting to
see the impact of the first man's shot. The north GI whispered in his
walkie-talkie, "I've got this cunt all lined up for a clean shot. How about you
guys?"
"All set, I've got a big pink tit in the crosshairs waiting to get skewered,"
came the reply.
"Ok then, ready, on three, one, two, three!"
There were two soft twangs as the steel tipped shafts of death raced to their
targets. The south GI had aimed well at the inviting pink tipped target the
unsuspecting slut was holding out to him. If one could view the vixen's
impalement in slow motion one could almost see the soft white flesh of her tit
compress to the right of the pink nipple in a vain attempt to deflect the
sharpened steel blades. Cutting effortlessly through the soft skin and gland
tissue, the speeding arrow buried itself up to the feathers, ripping into her
Aryan black heart. It's impact staggered the Nazi amazon and she turned slightly
to face her killers, sensuous mouth open in surprise but no sounds emitting from
her throat.
She still had her skewered boob in her hand as the second bow twanged and it's
blades matched the first shot, bisecting the nipple of the dying Nazi slut's
right breast on it's way to her lung. Her life force was spilling out over her
harpooned knockers and her legs turned to rubber. The last thing she realized as
she slid down the tree onto her plump ass was that she had lost bladder control
and pissed her pants. The two GI's silently shook hands at the perfect double
tit shot.
At the same instant that the south guard caught the arrow in her breast an arrow
was ripping into the long slim neck of the north girl guard. The rifle clattered
to the ground as her hands went up to her neck trying to find the source of her
pain. Choking on her own blood she staggers back and falls to her knees.
"Twang".
The last arrow drives into her belly just below the knot of her blouse. The
hands shift from the neck to her belly but it's to late for her. Pitching
forward on her face she drives the second arrow through her back. In seconds it
was over, both Nazi whores were dead, phase one complete.
With the beach guards dead, the GI's have about 10 minutes before the main force
hits the beach. With time to kill and some dead pussy available these GI's
decide to dip their wicks. The bloody shafts are removed from the warm bodies,
other Nazi whores await their lethal sting. Then the dead sluts are dragged to
the grass and striped naked. It is now that they can really see the beauty of
the two bitches they have just slaughtered.
"If the rest of the witches are built like these two, we are in for some fun"
states one GI as he spreads the soft sleek legs of the blond and slams his dick
into her tight dead cunt. Her sightless eyes are still open and blood seeps from
the two arrow wounds in her tits as her wish for a cock is fulfilled. Brown
pussy hair matted with blood from her sliced belly, the slim brunette's body is
being vigorously fucked by her killers. The four GI's have just finished filling
the dead pussies with hot American jism as the main force begins to beach.

Chapter 8
Wipe-Out or Pardon Me but is that a Bullet Hole in Your Boob?

Using the information and maps Jim drew from memory, the Allied forces deploy
around the perimeter of the camp. Several men are assigned posts deeper in the
jungle to head off any escapees. By 3:45 the forces are in position, with only
two small surprises.
While the force was moving from the beach inland, they happened across two girls
deeply engrossed in a lovefest. Luckily, the girls were too wrapped up in their
passions to hear the approaching soldiers. The assault leader used hand signals
to direct men into position. He waited for the best moment.
Far from the prying eyes in camp, in a small clearing they found in the woods,
the German and the Jap bitchfucked for hours most every night. Jim had not been
aware of this nightly liaison. When the Allies stumbled on their lovenest, the
two lesbians were rolling on the ground in the middle of a long passionate kiss.
The men watched intently, measuring their victims. The Kraut girl was a tall,
slender brunette, maybe 5'10" and 130 Lbs. She eventually lay on her back and
was mounted by the Jap. The little Oriental was about 5'1" and 100 Lbs with long
jet black hair almost down to her slim ass. She squatted right over the Nazi's
face, pussy mashed in her mouth. Her arms reached out and she held on to the
brunette's 36 inch, C cup, hooters. Her own 34B's pointed slightly skyward as
she arched her back and closed her eyes in animalistic passion. It was the best
moment.
With a wave of his hand, the men sprang into action. In a second, the garrote
rope was around the Jap's slim neck, choking out any possible cries. The German
bitch couldn't scream either, she was muffed by Nip pussy. A knife between the
shoulders finished the strangling Jap but her body was in the way of a quick
fatal thrust on the Nazi. So the men held the dead girl down tight on the
German's face until the kraut stopped struggling and lay still. Tossing the dead
Jap aside, they checked the kraut for life and found a weak pulse. Her throat
was cut from ear to ear. The group continued forward again, this time more wary
of surprises. They were ready for the next one.
As the men were getting into position, the whore Lilith had to relieve herself
and was seen approaching the latrine. She strode quickly to the latrine in her
white panties and bra, tits bouncing nicely as she moved. Obviously in a hurry,
having waited a little to long to go, she never noticed her killers. The GI's
posted near the latrine could not risk having her spot them and raise an alarm,
so as she pulled at the latrine screen with one hand while tugging down at her
panties with the other, one snuck up behind her and looped a knotted rope around
her neck. Jerking the rope tight he pulled the struggling bitch back into the
brush and down to the ground. Lilith's hands uselessly tried to remove the
killing rope and her legs kicked wildly. The white panties slid from her slender
ass as it dragged across the rough ground. A trail of hot turds followed her
path, as in the emergency, her ass muscles had relaxed and she had lost bowel
control. A second man grabbed her legs and held her down. The luckless bitch's
struggles lessen under the relentless squeeze of the noose and soon her bladder
fails. Hot piss spews from her furry brown cunt as she slips into eternal
blackness. She joined the growing list of Nazi casualties as the Allied soldier
brought a knife down into her chest, slicing between the white mounds of tit
flesh to make sure of her death.
The operation is planned to start at 4:30 just as the sun begins to show but
before the girls begin to wake up for what will be their last day on earth.
Sarge checks his watch, as the hands cross 4:30 he pulls the pins on two
grenades and lobs them at the cook fire where, true to form, the sluts that were
supposed to be on guard were having another game of strip poker. It was a pretty
even game, one bitch was nude while the other three were topless. They didn't
even realize what hit them. The blast sent shards of hot steel in all
directions, ripping into any flesh in it's path, and there was plenty to impact.
Eight firm tits, four furry pussies and four smooth bellies to be exact and they
all received a good load of sharp steel. When the smoke cleared two of the
bitches lay motionless, spread out on their backs, chests lacerated by shrapnel,
a third was twitching in her death throws, blood covering her punctured belly
and boobs, while the nude fourth Nazi had taken her shrapnel low and was
screaming like a raped ape as she thrashed on the ground grabbing at her
shredded cunt. It was the signal for all hell to break loose.
The next to feel the wrath of the Allies was Lt. Anna. Her lack of preparation
was about to come home to roost. It had been a long, passion filled evening for
the huge breasted woman. Her pussy and ass ached from the repeated pounding of
her lover's oversize dildo, bite marks covered her breasts and nipples. She had
lost count of orgasms after six and now was trying to catch a few hours sleep.
Of course, the slim hipped guard she had taken as a lover also was exhausted.
The girl's hair was matted from the drying cunt juices that spilled on it as the
lover filled Anna's vagina with her face. She had collapsed on top of Anna, hair
hanging between the big womans legs and her pussy by Anna's face. Anna had been
dildo fucking her when the two women fell asleep.
The sound of the grenades awoke Anna and she wiggled out from under her still
groggy lover. "What was that"? was the question on her lips as she staggered to
her feet and flung open the door to her tent. She didn't want the answer she was
to receive, her tent having been targeted in the pre-raid planning. As she stood
naked in the doorway, silhouetted by the lantern in her tent, her body became a
perfect target. With her immense 46E knockers swaying side to side, spread legs
flaring into wide 40 inch hips, a clump of pussy hair hanging between her legs
catching the glint of the light, a GI laying in wait couldn't miss. Lining up
his sights with her thumb sized nipples, he opened up with his Thompson,
spraying streams of hot avenging lead at the naked sadist. Even her huge tits
could not absorb the kinetic energy of 45 caliber slugs seeking out vital
organs. The first burst stitched across her tits from left to right punching
ugly red holes in the soft flesh as the slugs bounced her boobs in jerky motion
while they ripped into both lungs. The next burst came back down the staggering
witch's abdomen and full hips. Driven back by the force of nine bullets
mushrooming against muscle and bone, she spun and fell dead at the feet of her
naked lover with her big pink ass splayed open and her pussy still dripping
juices from the evenings sex play. Later when the GI's recognized her as one of
the torturing tarts from the film they would regret that she had died so easily.
The smaller girl laying on the bed still had the dildo deep in her pussy and now
she had caught a slug in the upper thigh. The bullet entered her leg about three
inches below her cunt and ripped through flesh to lodge in her ass muscle. The
noise of death and the pain of her wound caused her to panic and lay on the bed
screaming. She didn't stop screaming until the small metal object that resembled
a pineapple landed between her legs, exploded, and blew away most of her twat as
it drove the dildo deep into her womb and beyond. She had been looking at the
grenade when it went off and her once pretty face had disappeared in a burned
mass of glop.
The grenade attack on the camp guards signaled the rest of the Allies to open up
for the main assault. They started pumping lead into the tents, concentrating
most of the firepower on the central tent where they knew the guards were
bunked. The GI's figured that only the guards were armed and after they were
dead the rest would be a cake walk. Naturally the untrained and undisciplined
girls in the rest of the tents panicked and try to escape. The first stages of
the assault killed and wounded dozens as the dazed bimbos tried to break out of
the tents. Thompson submachine guns and M1 rifles spewed out slugs like angry
bees out a hive and the deadly stingers on these bees had targeted the flowers
of Axis womanhood for elimination, not pollination. The naked sluts would run
out the doors like fleeing deer only to feel the sting of hot lead ripping into
them. As each sexy Nazi witch staggered to the earth, clutching her pain
wracked, bleeding body, the Allies felt a small part of their vengeance had been
taken. One GI, laying at ambush in the brush, got four of the beautiful blond
vixens before the rest wised up to the danger. His vantage point gave him a
clear view of the first trainee tent and as the first busty young beauty tried
to bolt through the door, he squeezed off a shot and pumped a 30 caliber hollow
point round into the firm flatness of her guts. The bullet stopped the naked
girl cold. Her soft full mouth dropped open and her slender legs began to waver.
A steady stream of deep red liquid flowed from the ugly entrance hole and down
her tanned skin. Moaning and clutching her battered belly the mortally wounded
whore pitched face first off the steps, into the dirt. Not realizing what was
happening, two more of the blond beauties tried the same escape and they also
found themselves with extra belly buttons as the quick firing GI punched the
Kraut killing slugs into their slender waists. They both spun off the steps on
top of the first dying cunt and the moaning and thrashing of their young nubile
nude bodies as a slow painful gutshot death engulfed them could have been
mistaken for a lesbian threesome.
A fourth bitch took her dose of death higher. The grunt sniper raised his rifle
slightly so he aimed at the full chest exiting the door. The Garand M1 barked
and spit lead, striking between her bobbing pink boobs and knocking her back
into the tent and the crowd of panicked cunts trying to escape. The sight of her
spinning back into the tent and the blood she sprayed on them as she crumpled up
cooled the rush out the door.
One girl, in her fear, backed up against the rear wall of the tent. Out on the
firing line a GI who did not have a target now saw the curving ass cheeks and
back of a shapely slut outlined on the canvas. Aiming between the twin bumps, he
triggered his weapon, sending a dose of destruction through the tent wall and
nailing the witch in the lower back, shattering her spine. Her legs useless, she
pitched forward on her face.
Back at the guards tent, the girls were getting hit hard. Four girl guards,
tired from the previous shift, had gone to sleep in their bunks near the door
still dressed and as the shooting started they awoke, grabbed Mausers, and went
for the door. They soon found out that the white uniform blouses were too
visible in the dim light. Sharp eyes caught sight of the girl's escape attempt
and guns swung in their direction. A hailstorm of lead flew at them. The first
two girls had made it to the ground before their bulging white blouses, turning
red with blood stains, quivered in reaction to bullet hits. The angry lead bees
were pollinating the swastikas over their bountiful breasts.
First out the door and first to die was Irma, a pretty but plump girl who was,
as they say, "built for comfort not speed". With a big, soft pair of 42E breasts
stuffed reluctantly into an overworked blouse, she jogged down the steps. No
sooner had she stepped on dirt than her right tit shuddered. Irma had taken her
first hit. She stopped and looked at her tit just as it shuddered again, another
bullet burrowed into the large target presented by her massive tit. Irma's soft
fleshy legs got rubbery, a hand tried to hold in her life blood. The girl had a
puzzled look on her face for a few moments, that is until her big left tit
jerked up as a bullet slammed into it's underside. Then Irma's big blue eyes
rolled up in her head and she crumpled to the ground in a heap. Death's immortal
darkness had claimed the full figured Nazi.
Sadie didn't fare much better. The tall shapely redhead took four quick hits in
the chest, two dead center and two in the left jug. Her sultry body jerked and
twitched as it absorbed the deadly stingers. Then literally dead on her feet,
she fell backward, landing as still as night on her backside.
Wilma only made it to the top step before a slug gut fucked her. She was hit
left of center and about two inches over her belly button. With rifle clattering
to the ground, blood seeping over her hands and down into her shorts, the dying
slut gazed skyward as if to hope for divine intervention. Then a bullet drilled
her left pelvis, smashing her hip joint and dislocating her leg. Unable to
stand, she pitched off the steps face first, the mud staining her clean blouse
as her tits hit the dirt. Marlena, the fourth girl guard, took a slug in the
right shoulder as she left the tent. It spun her off the steps and she landed on
her back in the mud. Having lost her weapon, she rose to find shelter from the
hail of lead. Blood seeped down her right side and her pretty face was filled
with terror. A bullet shattered her left knee and she pitched into the mud a
second time, this time face first. Small geysers of mud erupted around her as
more bullets sought out the elusive target. Soon pain ripped her firm ass as her
cheek caught a round. Her shapely thighs caught two more shells before the guns
shifted to other targets. Her young body had absorbed five nonlethal wounds but
she could not crawl to safety. She would lay bleeding in the mud till the battle
ended and a GI, ignoring her frantic pleas for mercy, flipped her on her back
and sliced through her heaving hooter with his bayonet.
While the unfortunate girl guard was jerking under the impact of screaming lead,
another guard, clad only in her tight shorts, took advantage of her misfortune
and made a break for freedom. Pvt. Matilda Weimer dashed across the clearing.
bobbing and weaving to make herself harder to shoot. She had the athletic
ability to make it. The five foot, nine inch redhead worked out every day and
her hard, muscular body showed the results. Her sculpted thighs strained against
the confines of her shorts and her firm 36C breasts bounced provocatively on her
muscled chest as she ran. Machine gun slugs whistled through the air all around
her but missed; except for one. Matty cried out, stumbled and staggered
earthward as the lethal effects of the slug lodged in her lower abdomen ravaged
her. Down she went, scrapping her face and tits on the hard ground. Tears flowed
from the wounded beauty's eyes as she valiantly tried to crawl to safety. Her
legs and arms quivered from exertion, moving her another ten yards before she
could go no further. The trail of red fluid in her path told the harsh story,
with her liver and spleen punctured, she would bleed to death and be spared the
ignomy of rape and bayoneting.
Tall slender Irma Hetrick, a nineteen year old beauty contest winner from
Hiedleburg, was the first girl to sprint naked out of the second tent. Her 37C
bust line, 23 inch waist and 35 inch hips were also sleek and hard. She bounded
like a spooked deer trying to make the shelter of the trees. A young Russian
followed her flight through his rifle sights. The panicked Nazi bitch was about
the age his wife had been when she fell into the hands of the hated SS. A week
later when relatives had found his wive's body, they had a hard time recognizing
the once pretty woman. Now some German man would suffer as he had. Irma was
leaping over a downed girl's body when one of the illegal explosive slugs nailed
her just under the left nipple. The blast tore a big hole in her chest and
destroyed most of her tit. She was flipped over in midair and fell with a
sickening thud. She lay completely still, dead instantly. The sight of her
crumpled heap of a body did little to appease the Russian. He wanted to
personally kill every one of these German bitches.
Bullets were ripping through the fabric walls with no resistance and even if the
GI's couldn't see a target they knew from the cries of pain they were getting
hits. Shatzi, Henna, and Bertha were holed up in the tent along with the
remaining guards. Their numbers shrank as bullet after bullet made huge red
holes in soft white Nazi flesh. A big, red headed amazon made the mistake of
sitting up in her bunk, only to fall back and stare down at the ugly ragged hole
that appeared below her breasts. Had she remained prone, the slug would have
passed over her body. She clawed at her wounded body, the blood smearing her
skin not making her near as talkative as Jim's cum. All she could manage was,
"Mein Gott, I'm hit, help me." as she thrashed in her bed. None of the other
girls could help, they were to busy dying.
One buxom beauty took a round in her upper thigh and fell to the floor, grabbing
at the bloody wound. A pretty blond face turned into a mass of mush, the girl
dead before her legs could collapse. Still two more fell, one spinning like a
ballet dancer as she was lungshot under her arm, the next, stung in the back,
pitched face first to the hard wood floor. She crawled a short distance before
her life force ebbed away.
Alma Deushaf was an amazonian blond beauty with full firm breasts, wide soft
hips and large deep blue eyes. She had always been very proud of her voluptuous
5 foot 10 inch body, spending hours on her long silky locks and even trimming
her furry bush into a perfect triangle of golden curls. She was a very beautiful
girl who got much unwanted attention from men. Alma preferred the loving
caresses of other girls. Now the sexy lesbian yelled in pain as a slug tore into
the top of her right 39 inch tit. Staggering back she fell on a bunk holding her
wounded orb while blood slowly began to fill her lung. Pain and fear getting the
best of her, she wet the bed, her hot tangy urine flowing over golden trimmed
pink pussy lips. She lost all composure, laying in her own waste, whimpering,
hardly a model of Aryan supremacy. In a losing battle with death, her strength
and will to live ebbed as her lung filled.
Ingrid and Hilary had met for the first time on the submarine. Both young girls
in their early twenties and with mutual interests, they had become fast friends
and lovers. The previous evening they had curled up together in a corner bunk as
they had many timed before. Several hours of lesbian passion later, they had
fallen asleep with the smaller girl, Hilary laying on top of Ingrid. Hilary's
face was cradled between Ingrid's thighs and her legs spread out around Ingrid's
blond head. The grenade blasts woke them but they didn't have time to comprehend
what happened. The first burst of fire tore into the sides of two girlguards
still embracing on the bunk. As the rounds drilled into their internal organs,
both girls shuddered and contorted, squeezing their partners heads between dying
thighs. They both died quickly, curly cunt hairs embedded in their teeth.
Paula Heller woke early that morning. She planned to take a hike into the jungle
and look for certain plants that made special cigarettes when the leaves dried.
She had just started to dress and was naked from the waist down. her tight white
blouse was knotted under a pair of firm, tanned mammaries, she was just starting
to pull up a pair of too tight shorts when the bullets started flying. Suddenly
she yelped in pain and flipped backward while grabbing at her crotch. Blood
seeped over her hands and stained her golden bush from the bullet that had
drilled her groin and put the sobbing bitch on her back.
Some of the girls tried to get down on the floor but Shatzi and Henna decided to
try to escape through the back window and into the jungle. The fatal flaw in
their plan was they thought the attack was coming from one side of the camp and
didn't realize they were surrounded. Henna died first, she ran for the window
and threw her long naked leg up through the wood frame. This didn't go unnoticed
by a sharp eyed GI on the perimeter who could not believe the spicy target
presented for the taking. Henna's pouting, golden haired beaver was spread wide
open and his gunsight looked right up her yawning cavern. He had, as the foxy
Nazi's right leg reached for the ground and her left leg was on the window
frame, squeezed off a round aimed at the dazzling show of pink cunt. He was
close. Hot lead slammed into Henna's right butt cheek causing a painful but
non-lethal wound. She squealed in pain and froze for the few seconds the GI
needed to reaim. "Shit" muttered the GI to himself as he corrected his aim on
the squealing slut slightly left and fired again. This shot was dead on his
aiming point, a pair of pouting pussy lips now perched on a window ledge. The
blistering bullet drove up her love tunnel like no fuck she ever had. Her animal
scream rent the air as the slug ripped up through the soft organs of her body
tearing her heart and lodging in a lung. She made two violent jerks that
stiffened her body then slumped over the window frame in death with her legs and
ruptured ass outside and her chest and head inside the tent. Blood poured from
her mouth and the pussy that only weeks earlier had been planted on Jim's face.
Shatzi, not realizing her twin was already dead, ran to her and was going to try
to pull her back into the tent, however in doing so she exposed herself in the
window. The grunt couldn't believe his luck as the bitch showed herself. Two
easy kills, he thought as he quickly targeted her magnificent udders. She had
her hands on Henna's bleeding ass and was trying to pull when two rounds in
quick succession from the sniper drilled into her breasts and obliterated her
one inch nipples. Shatzi jerked under the double impact, stood up, stared at her
maligned melons and fell over her dead sister, their blood mixing together in a
pool.
Four men had been assigned to wipe out the Jap girls and they burst through the
door as soon as the first grenade exploded, catching the girls still in their
bunks. The double bunks were lined up on each side of the tent with a single
bunk for Nioki in the center. She sat up in her bunk facing the intruders,
mindless of the fact her breasts were bare and only covered by her long flowing
hair. The lone weapon in the tent lay next to her bed and she reached for it.
She never made it. A short burst of fire punched a row of holes that started
between her legs and traced up her pussy, guts and into her tits. She fell back
dead without uttering a sound. The rest of the little Jap girls were killed in
moments. Screaming girls in the lower bunks got it like Nioki, stitched in their
bellies and small firm tits as they woke. Only one girl made it to her feet and
the blast of 45 caliber slugs that ripped into her small body threw her back
against the wall. Nip tarts in the upper bunks took it in the ass, cunt and
back, the speeding lead not stopped by thin mattresses. Most didn't even have
time to cry out as the hot rounds raped their most intimate areas. A furious
fusillade by four Thompsons and it was over. A couple of girls still moaned but
a combat knife across the throat silenced them. Three bunks were empty, however,
their occupants off visiting Nazi lovers.
Meanwhile Valerie, the guard that had first spotted Jim's raft some weeks ago,
had slipped out into the compound with a burp gun. She stood out in the compound
like a Aryan goddess, her naked body backlit from the rising sun as it gleamed
through her hair. Screaming and cursing at an unseen enemy, she pointed the gun
toward the jungle and fired a long burst. Trouble was she really didn't know how
to handle the gun. The gun bucked in her hands and the recoil jiggled her pink
tipped tits, sending the barrel skyward where the 9mm slugs would do no damage.
In moments the magazine was empty and all she had accomplished was alerting the
Allies to her presence. She died still pulling the trigger on an empty gun. The
GI returning her fire did know how to handle his Thompson and his burst stitched
the busty bitch from the right thigh up across her groin and into the left
chest. She spun, flipped back and fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut,
her blood fertilizing the soil as it leaked from her punctured torso.
Most of the Nazi girl guards had by now been taken out and there was very little
return fire from the whores. Someone was shooting back from the second trainee
tent. She would pop up in a window, let off a burst, and duck back in. Sarge
noticed that she was a little too regular in her timing so as she was going to
appear he had six GI's target her window. As soon as her red locks came into
view all six weapons opened up, pouring a hail storm of lead into the tent. The
big bitch took the full brunt of the salvo and no shots were returned as the
tent wall was ripped by the weight of the dead gun woman as she fell through the
wall and into the dirt below with more than twenty bullet holes perforating her
proud body. It was time to finish this thought the Sarge. He issued orders to
charge the guard tent and kill the remaining Nazi girl guards.
Bertha had ripped up some floorboards and dropped unnoticed to the ground with a
rifle. She crawled her way to the compound looking for some cover. As she stood
up along side the tent she came into the sights of a GI. He was stunned by the
amazons size and beauty, hoping to just wound the big cunt so that after the
fight was over he could fuck the shit out of her before slitting her throat. As
she moved out into the clear and turned around his M1 spat a slug that hit her
in the right shoulder. The Mauser fell from her limp fingers as she clutched her
wound. "OK bitch, now just lay down and wait for papa's big dick" thought the
GI. But Bertha was a good Nazi and she tried to pick up the rifle with her left
arm. "Damn bitch, have it your way" muttered the GI as he aimed his second shot.
The M1 barked and it's slug nailed Bertha between her heaving breasts and
deflected off her sternum. Her well muscled ass hit the dirt like a sack of
sugar. Seeing that she was still trying to get up he fingered off two more
shots. Her big right 44 seemed to explode as the hot lead drove in 2 inches
above the nipple and the tit barely had time to regain it's shape when the
second slug drilled a matching hole just under the nipple. The impact put the
gasping giantess on her back. Trying to get up her strength gave out and she
fell on her back once more with her long legs splayed apart. Under different
circumstances the sight of those long legs spread open with a clear view of her
golden V would have aroused the lust in any man, but the GI remembered the film
he had been forced to watch. He stared at his helpless victim. He could see the
rise and fall of her mountainous mammaries as she fought for the life he must
deneigh her. Calmly he sighted his rifle at the gaping pussy lips below her love
patch and pulled the trigger twice. As it had been with Henna earlier the two
slugs ripped into the exposed pussy, thru her womb and on into her guts like a
freight train going to hell. The GI watched as Bertha gasped and arched her back
like a bow only to fall back, twitch and be still. "Hell of a waste" he thought.
The order to charge was carried out, six men ran to the breached wall in tent
two while other groups charged tent one and three. Tents four and five would be
taken next. Four men burst into the guard tent with guns blazing. The two
bitches that had not been killed or wounded in the opening fusillade fearfully
cowered in a corner. The pussy on the outside was quickly dispatched by a burst
of fire that ripped her guts open and spilled her intestines on the floor. As
the dead cunt fell, a GI calmly walked up to the last standing naked she-wolf,
grabbed her with his left arm and bent her backwards, planted a sloppy kiss on
her struggling mouth while he took his 45 pistol and jammed it up her snatch,
the sight blade slicing her qwim. The panicked bitch pounded on the man with her
small fists and tried to kick free but he was much more powerful than the Nazi
slut. Holding tight to the struggling beauty, he pistol fucked her soft qwim for
a few moments as she cried out in terror. "See you in hell bitch" he snarled as
he pulled the trigger twice. The force of the blast lifted the woman off her
feet. He pulled out his blood covered pistol and the woman slumped to the ground
dead.
"Kill the wounded" was his order as he left the tent to check on the battle.
Most of the wounded in the guard tent were just about dead anyway so they could
put up no resistance as the GI's jabbed bayonets into their heaving bosoms. The
grunts took their time and instead of hard quick thrusts, the blades were slowly
forced into the yielding flesh of the Nazi bitches to make them suffer. Their
whimpers were silenced as the sharp Allied steel bit deep in Nazi tits.
The cum loving red headed amazon was flat on her back, blood covering her huge
chest from the wound and as a GI lifted his bayonet over her vulnerable left
breast she instinctively tried to protect her melons with her hands. Her left
hand was pinned to her tit by the bayonet as it sliced through the meaty mound.
Her back arched and pushed her quivering beaver up as the steel sliced her
heart.
Alma was found cowering and whimpering on her blood and urine stained cot. She
had a single raw bullet hole in her right boob. The soldier approaching her
found the young woman exceedingly beautiful even with blood stains on her soft
white skin. The fact that she lay with her knees up and legs apart made the
scene even more erotic. Her trimmed pubic hair pointed directly at soft pink
pussy lips, open and inviting. It was more temptation than the GI could take and
in seconds his pants were open and a rigid, nine inch dick was drilling her love
tunnel for the mother load. The big blond lesbian was weak from blood loss and
in great pain but in this time of torment her femininity betrayed her. She was
instinctively responding to the huge male tool driving in and out of her cunt.
Many long slender fingers, wet hot tongues, and hard dildoes had explored the
dark cavern but his was the first live cock. The weakening girl guard winced as
his rough hands mauled her breasts, but still the sensations built in her body.
"This can't be happening, I'm dying and a man is fucking me"' the thoughts raced
through her mind. "I shouldn't me liking this; he's a man... an enemy man, but
it feels so marvelous". I'm going to cum, I can feel it; I can feel HIM"! Alma
could feel him, he was fucking with furious abandon, building to his climax.
Alma's mind was still racing, "He's going to hose me with his seed"! "I want his
load; I'mmm cumminggg"!!! Summoning the last of her energy, Alma thrust up with
her voluptuous ass and met the GI's downthrust perfectly as he spewed his jism
deep into the German tramps womb. She grabbed tight around his neck and without
thinking yelled out.
"Liebchen..aaaarrrggghhuuh"! Her arms fell away and her mind stopped it's
racing. As the man had shot his load, he had laid his field knife below her left
breast and thrust upward between her ribs and slicing her left ventricle. The
man got up and stuffed his wet dick back into his pants. Looking down at the
serene stillness of Alma's body, he commented to no one in particular, "At least
you died happy, Nazi slut".
Paula lay on the floor, rocking and holding her bleeding crotch, shorts down
around her supple thighs. The warm blood flows over her cunt and onto the floor.
A swift hard kick by a heavy boot into her wounded cunt stiffens her up. Then
the blood spattered boot presses down on her midriff, holding Paula in place for
the finish. A GI looks down at the frantic girl, appraises the available strike
zones, gives her a mock salute and plunges his sharp bayonet into the swastika
over her right breast. Her arms and legs fly out as the cold steel blade is
twisted to rip her lungs. Paula has but minutes to liv