Sexual Nightmare
by Kay Gains
(FPS-246)


FOREWORD 

Even though Anna knew that she could very well have been spared death by 
execution, she continued to live in the fear of imminent demise at the hands 
of her Nazi captors. 

Not only did Anna live in mortal fear for her own life. She also constantly 
feared for the lives of her parents, who remained behind at the 
concentration camp that Anna had been removed from. As much as she had hated 
the camp, Anna was at least thankful that she had been near her parents. 

The reason for the beautiful Jewish girl having been taken from the camp by 
Nazi soldiers was part of a program to satisfy the sensual needs of the 
German officers, a program that had been undertaken by Hitler and the Nazi 
high command. The Nazi high command felt that it was imperative for select 
personnel in key positions to be entertained with beautiful women when they 
were away from the battle fronts of World War Two. 

With this basic objective in mind, Anna along with other girls had been 
removed from concentration camps to service the needs of Nazi soldiers. They 
were told that if any complaints were received from any of the soldiers 
concerning any form of dissatisfaction toward the girls that they would be 
immediately killed. In short, Anna was told to perform sexually with total 
and blind obedience. 

The dark-haired beauty was sent to a luxury hotel in the German resort city 
of Baden-Baden, where she was expected to charm any and all Nazi officers 
toward whom she was told to shower her affections. 

After arriving in Baden-Baden, Anna's life was thrown into a turbulent, 
topsy-turvy world in which she was uncertain from one moment to the next 
just where she stood in life. 

-The Publisher 

 CHAPTER ONE 

From the moment that Lieutenant Colonel Heinrich Von Schumann climbed off of 
the train, he was confident that he would have a very enjoyable stay at 
Baden-Baden. 

He had always loved this quaint, relaxing German city situated just a few 
miles from Mainz, about an hour by train from Frankfurt. He liked to relax 
in the baths and forget about all of the traumas of the battlefield. 

The Lieutenant Colonel had returned to Germany following a brilliant 
campaign under the famed General Rommel in Africa. Now he was interested in 
concentrating on just one thing, having a good time. He had seen his wife 
and children in Berlin, and now he was going to Baden-Baden as a means of 
relaxing himself in the baths and, hopefully, obtaining some wild 
titillation as well. 

In Berlin he had been told by several of the superior officers that they had 
a beautiful surprise awaiting him. Even though the Lieutenant Colonel loved 
his wife, by that point in their relationship it was mainly a love borne out 
of respect. The smoldering intensity that had been a part of their 
relationship had vanished quite some time ago. Even though he loved his 
wife, they had very little in common from a sexual standpoint. If there was 
one thing that Heinrich Von Schumann loved, it was getting an opportunity to 
engage in some beautiful sex with a gorgeous young woman. 

One of the generals in Berlin, recognizing Heinrich's desires, told him very 
bluntly: 

"You've done an excellent job in the past campaign, Heinrich. You know, the 
Fuhrer believes quite strongly in rewarding officers for their battlefield 
heroism. So he had made arrangements to supply you with a very beautiful 
young woman." 

The first night when he arrived at the hotel in Baden-Baden, Herinrich Von 
Schumann was too tired to conceive of anything other than a warm bath, then 
plenty of sleep. He had one of the hotel attendants bring up an album of 
Wagner music. He listened to the music as he lay there in the tub. Just as 
he finished his bath and was preparing to go to bed, he received a call from 
the desk downstairs. 

"I've been told to give you a message from the German High Command," the man 
at the desk said. 

"Yes, very well. Go on." 

"There is a young woman who has been brought here just for the specific 
purpose of pleasing you and others like you. Her name is Anna. She is a 
Jewess. Her father was a jeweler in Frankfurt before he was taken to a 
concentration camp. We had her there as well, but the Fuhrer had issued an 
order that some of the beautiful young women be exempted from prison camp 
activity. They were meant to be used to service important men in the German 
military." 

"The Fuhrer is a genius, first and always," Henrich Von Schumann laughed 
jubilantly. 

"Heil Hitler," the man at the desk said. 

"Heil Hitler. Please continue." 

"Thank you. At any rate, this woman Anna has arrived this evening. The 
German High Command wants you to have first priority." 

"Splendid. I will be in the baths tomorrow afternoon. After I am finished, I 
will be taking a steam bath. I'd prefer to have this young woman brought to 
me at three o'clock in the steam bath." 

"Very good, Lieutenant Colonel. We will see that your request is taken care 
of. By the way, how is your room?" 

"Very good, thank you." 

"Did you get the complimentary champagne that we had sent up?" 

"I did. And I thank you very much for that." 

"You're quite welcome. We're willing to do anything that will advance the 
Fuhrer's noble cause." 

"Bless you, my friend," Heinrich chuckled. "Good evening and Heil Hitler." 

"Heil Hitler." 

As Heinrich hung up the phone, he already noticed some titillation in his 
cock and balls. Just anticipating meeting this beautiful Jewess caused him 
to feel great waves of ecstatic passion. He knew fully well just how much he 
would more than likely enjoy her. If there was one thing that Heinrich was 
trustful of, it was the judgment of the High Command. If they would take the 
trouble to send a woman to his hotel at Baden-Baden, he was confident that 
she would be more than worthy of his physical attention. 

The following morning Heinrich Von Schumann got up early. He had a large 
breakfast, then stretched out at pool side and read the morning papers until 
the food had properly digested. After that he took a long swim. Following 
his swim, Von Schumann was rubbed down by the top masseur at the hotel. 

Following his massage, the Lieutenant Colonel had lunch. After a delightful 
lunch that was topped off by apple strudel, he decided to test the bath 
waters, for which Baden-Baden had become so famous. 

His body luxuriated in the warm bath waters. The longer that he lay 
stretched out in them, the better he felt all over. After he had finished 
bathing in the waters, he got out. of the water and walked into the steam 
room. 

"We will bring her in now," one of the hotel attendants said. "Some German 
soldiers have her in one of the rooms now." 

"Very good," he smiled. "I'm looking forward to it." 

Heinrich stretched out in the steam room. He let his trunks slip down his 
legs and off of him. Every now and then he would reach up and grab a towel, 
which he would use to wipe sweat from his face. 

After Heinrich had worked up a good sweat, he heard the door open. 
Immediately his body tensed as he anticipated meeting this beautiful young 
woman Anna, who had been described so glowingly to him. 

She stood there wearing a light blue robe. She had a look of great innocence 
as she trembled slightly, standing between two armed German soldiers. 

"Heil Hitler," the soldiers raised their hands in a salute. 

"Heil Hitler," the Lieutenant Colonel raised his hand. "At ease, men." 

"Introducing Anna," one of the men said, winking at Heinrich Von Schumann. 

"Yes, very lovely," he said. "You men can wait outside. Thank you for 
bringing her to me. She's a very lovely girl." 

Anna's large, dark eyes widened with fear as she looked at Lieutenant 
Colonel Heinrich Von Schumann. Her whole body kept on trembling as he jumped 
up from the bench on which he had been lying. As he stood at what amounted 
to erect attention, she observed his long, bulging cock. 

"Yes, I have quite a hard-on," he nodded. "I know you'll be impressed by 
it." 

Down deep Heinrich knew better. He recognized that this beautiful young 
captive was in a state of bewilderment coupled with great fear. For one 
thing, even though she was happy in one sense to have been taken out of the 
concentration camp, she missed her father, mother and brother greatly. Not 
only that, but she dreaded the prospect of having to tend to the physical 
needs of members of the Nazi High Command. She detested everything that they 
stood for, particularly the manner in which they had killed and persecuted 
so many of her people. 

Heinrich knew that he had to do his best to try and put this young woman at 
ease. Unless he could somehow allay her fears, at least in part, he knew 
that she could not be an enjoyable sex partner for him, despite her beauty 
of fact and form. 

Heinrich reached down with both hands and allowed his fingers to clutch 
against the tip of his sturdy penis. The faster that he glided and 
manipulated his fingers against his hard organ, the more intense the 
expression became on his face as he stared into Anna's eyes. 

"Anna, there's nothing to be afraid of," he said. "You've seen an erect cock 
before. You've probably had sex many times. How old are you?" 

"I'm nineteen," she said in a low, fearful tone. 

"You're not a virgin?" 

"No." 

"How many men have you had sex with? Please, don't lie to me. I can always 
find out the truth." 

"I will not lie to you, Lieutenant Colonel. I had sex with just one man. I 
was engaged to marry him." 

"Where is your fiance now?" 

"In a concentration camp. We broke our engagement just before the start of 
the war." 

"Whatever caused the engagement to be broken?" 

"I found out I didn't love him as much as I had thought. We decided we were 
not as ideally suited for each other as we might have been." 

"So I will be your second man," Heinrich Von Schumann tapped his hand 
against his chest with great joy. "This is quite an honor. First of all, my 
dear, stop trembling. You'll only be making it harder on yourself if you 
don't please me. Were you told that?" 

"Yes, I was told that." 

"I don't know if you're aware of this, Anna, but the Nazi High Command has 
told me that I am to evaluate your performance in every respect. If I in any 
way am critical of you, you will not only go back to the concentration camp, 
but this time you will not survive. You will be put to death. So you must 
recognize that it is in your best interests to satisfy me. Were you apprised 
of that?" 

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel. I have been apprised of that." 

"Good, then they have done their homework thoroughly," he smiled. "All 
right, my dear. The first thing I'm going to do is take off that robe. I 
want to see your completely nude body." 

Heinrich Von Schumann took several quick steps toward the beautiful young 
woman. She observed him ever so quickly. He was a little overweight in the 
stomach, but all in all his body looked hard and firm. She watched as he 
reached out with his right hand and ever so gracefully ran his fingers 
through her heavy chunks of black hair. 

"That feels very good," Heinrich said. "Ohhh, I love running my fingers 
through your hair. I love touching it. All right, now I'm going to take off 
your robe. Then you'll be completely nude. I don't want you to have any 
hangups, my dear. In short, I don't want you to panic when I take your robe 
off. Do you understand?" 

"Yes, sir." 

"That's what I like. Some respect for my officer's status. After all, I have 
just come back from Africa. I was one of General Rommel's most trusted 
officers." 

"Yes, sir. I've been told that." 

"You should be duly impressed by my position," Heinrich Von Schumann said, 
smiling broadly over the accolade that he had imputed to himself. 

"Yes, sir." 

"Enough of that. Enough of shop talk. I'm here for a good time. I'm in 
Baden-Baden to relax and to have some satisfying sex. So that's what I am 
going to do right now. I'm going to take off your robe." 

Heinrich Von Schumann's body stiffened as he reached out with both hands and 
undid the sash of the beautiful girl's robe. He observed the petiteness of 
her form. Even though she was not much over five feet, every sensuous line 
in her body contained just the kind of definition designed to draw Von 
Schumann out and excite him no end. 

As he undid the sash, the Lieutenant Colonel reached out and made a grab for 
her robe. He opened it ever so slightly, observing her smooth, trim, naked 
body. He liked the whiteness of her alabaster skin, and as he kept tugging 
at the robe, he observed more and more. 

"What a body," he exclaimed. "A lovely form. Exquisite. I'm sure your fiance 
loved it. Did he give you a lot of good loving, Anna?" 

"Yes, sir. He gave me some." 

"Probably not enough," Von Schumann laughed. "If he'd given you a 
satisfactory amount of love, then your engagement wouldn't have been broken. 
Yes, you're the kind of woman that certainly requires the best. I'm the kind 
of man who can give a woman like you the best. You're like a thoroughbred 
race horse. Put together so exquisitely, but a real powerhouse." 

Heinrich finished removing her robe, then placed it on top of a nearby 
bench. He reached out and made a quick grab for Anna's buttocks. His fingers 
worked resolutely back and forth as they twisted against her firm, flowing 
ass cheeks. The tighter that he squeezed, the more pronounced the excitement 
became that registered through his hot loins. 

"Oh, my, how good I feel," he smiled. "I just love touching you. What 
beautiful buttocks. Ohhh, what a beautiful body." 

As Heinrich Von Schumann continued to drool, his eyes observed the beautiful 
young woman's firm, warm breasts. He knew that after fondling her ass cheeks 
for a few more moments that he would reach up and make a grab for her 
appealing tits. 

"Ohhh, what a body," he said. "You're like a finely chiseled piece of 
machinery, my dear. Ohhh, you can function in the same fashion as our highly 
precisioned German military tanks." 

After manipulating his fingers against her fleshy ass cheeks for a few more 
strokes, the Lieutenant Colonel reached up and made a grab for Anna's 
breasts. Ever so tightly he held on, moving his fingers against her hot, 
enchanting tits. The tighter that he squeezed with both hands, the greater 
the amount of pain that she felt. Several times she winced, and the 
ever-alert Lieutenant Colonel immediately observed her reaction. 

"Don't fret, fraulein," he laughed. "Just because I'm supplying you with a 
little pain, there's nothing wrong with that. Ohhh, I love that. I love 
touching those breasts. Squeezing your tits. Ohhh, did your fiance ever have 
himself a good time. He must have. What a pity for him it ended. But, of 
course, I'm glad things have worked out just the way they have. Now I can 
sample your beauty." 

His eyes dropped down between her perfectly formed, trim legs. The 
Lieutenant Colonel eyed her thick, black pubic bush. The longer that his 
sparkling eyes observed her beautiful pussy, the more enticing that she 
became to him. 

Heinrich's fingers worked throbbingly against her firm, flowing tits for a 
few more strokes. After he observed her wince several more times, he eased 
up on his finger activity. He did not want to hurt her too much with his 
quick, crisp finger thrusts. 

"What a beautiful feeling," Von Schumann sighed. "Ohhh, I love touching your 
tits. Ohhh, I really love that. I love touching your breasts. Ohhh, do I 
ever like this. Do I ever love squeezing your hot tits. Ahhh, what a 
feeling." 

When Von Schumann removed his fingers from Anna's breasts, he observed the 
manner in which she was beginning to sweat. Now she had been exposed to the 
steam room for long enough so that she could feel the warmth of the 
atmosphere. 

He reached out and made a grab for her hand. He held her right hand tightly 
as he moved toward a nearby bench. 

"Stretch out on the bench, fraulein," he said. "I'm going to play with your 
pussy. I want to bring you off this way. That ought to excite you. The one 
thing I want to do is reduce the tension inside of you. That's imperative." 

 CHAPTER TWO 

Fraulein Anna could not help but continue trembling in the presence of the 
Lieutenant Colonel. 

Even though she kept silently telling herself how important it was for her 
to relax and hang loose, she continued to feel great tension. The thing that 
scared her the most was the realization that if she did not please this huge 
hunk of man, she would be killed. She wondered just how difficult he would 
be to please. He struck her as being extremely horny. Since he had mentioned 
a good deal about spending long periods of time on the battle front, she 
concluded that he no doubt would be in a hungry mood for a good deal of sex. 

"Come on, I'm gonna tell you what to do. Just slide your legs. Part them a 
little," he barked out his command. 

Anna could not help but recognize that Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann was 
so much like a number of the German officers that she had met. He was very 
brisk and authoritative in everything that he did. She was happy about one 
thing, however, and that was the fact that he had evidenced very little 
cruelty thus far. The only thing that had really stung her was the way that 
his sturdy and steady fingers had manipulated sharply as he had addressed 
them to her breasts. 

Von Schumann reached out with his right hand, allowing his fingers to plunge 
inside of her warm, wet pussy. At first his fingers concentrated on her 
thick pubic bush, after which he then manipulated his finger tips inside of 
her pink slit. 

"Oh, this is so good," he said. "I love working my fingers inside of your 
mound. Ohhh, do I ever love this. Do I ever love feeling around with my 
fingers inside of your cunt. It's such a good feeling. Ohhh, I'm going to 
bring you off. Yes, Anna, that's going to relax you. I'm gonna push my 
fingers inside of you. Ohhh, what a feeling. What a feeling you're gonna 
get." 

His fingers kept ever so steadily driving as he worked them briskly inside 
of her vagina. The quicker that his scorching pace became, the deeper that 
he plunged with his sturdy fingers as he pushed her ever nearer to orgasm. 
It made Von Schumann feel very good to recognize that the moistness was 
surfacing in his lover's pussy. He felt that if he could just bring her off 
once that he would propel her into an exciting enough frame of mind so that 
he could derive as much in the way of beneficial satisfaction as he wanted. 

"Ohhh, what a pussy," Heinrich Von Schumann exclaimed. "I'm going to keep 
drilling with my fingers. I'll push them inside your slit. Ohhh, I love 
those feelings. I love plunging my fingers inside your hot mound. I'll bring 
you off. You see, it isn't all that bad, my dear. It isn't that bad at all. 
Ohhh, I'm gonna keep moving my fingers. Ohhh, we're getting very well 
acquainted. Ohhh, do I love it." 

The deeper that the Lieutenant Colonel sank his fingers inside of his 
lover's mound, the closer that Anna was pushed toward climax. Even though 
she was still very fearful about her relationship with Von Schumann, she 
could not help but react to the quick, devastating finger plunges that he 
kept on manifesting as he worked his fingers deep inside of her hot, moist 
gash. A few quick, flaming finger strokes later, the juices bolted from her 
pussy, splashing from her slit and into his hand. 

"Ohhh, oooh, you're off," he said. 

"Yes, ohhh, it felt good," Anna sighed. "It really did, Lieutenant Colonel." 

"You can call me Heinrich," he said, "for at least as long as I give you 
permission." 

"Yes, Heinrich." 

"Now I want you to do something for me," Heinrich smiled. "I want you to do 
down on your knees. Come on, fraulein. On your knees immediately." 

Heinrich barked out a no-nonsense command. He reached out with both hands 
and made a quick, lunging grab for his lover's scalp. As he held on ever so 
tightly with both hands, he glided her downward toward her knees. 

"Go ahead, get moving," Von Schumann exclaimed. "I want you to start sucking 
my asshole. Come on, Anna. Move your tongue. Move it methodically. I don't 
want it to be pushed too quickly at first. Just get it inside my asshole. 
Grind it." 

His hips and ass cheeks twitched ever so slightly, demonstrating to Anna 
just how excited Heinrich Von Schumann really was. As he sat there poised on 
the edge of the bench, he waited as she pushed her tongue forward, allowing 
it to make its first contact with his asshole. 

Her curling tongue kept on moving back and forth, manipulating slowly in the 
early stages. 

"That's good, I don't care if you ease into it," Von Schumann exclaimed. 
"But just keep it up steadily. I don't want you to lose a beat. Come on, 
nice, steady movement. Ohhh, I really like that. Come on, just keep grinding 
with your tongue. Ohhh, work your tongue inside of my asshole." 

Her tongue kept on wiggling, maintaining its methodical pace as she ground 
it back and forth, working it steadily inside of Heinrich Von Schumann's 
asshole. 

The longer that she sucked, the harder that Heinrich asserted his fingers as 
he let them clutch tightly against her scalp. 

"You can go faster now," Heinrich exclaimed. "Come on, just work your tongue 
inside of my asshole. I want you to grind with it. Come on, my darling. Come 
on, Anna. Work your tongue. Ohhh, work it inside of my ass. Grind it. Ohhh, 
come on, suck my asshole." 

Her tongue kept on wiggling, maintaining itself as it drove ever deeper 
inside of his asshole. Soon Anna began to step up the pace, working her 
tongue with swift, devastating precision as she let it wiggle sharply and 
cover every crevice of his ass flesh. 

"Keep grinding with your tongue," he gasped. "Ohhh, now you're working it 
faster. That's what I like. You're stepping up the pace. Work it quickly. 
Come on, fraulein. Just grind your tongue crisply. Keep working it inside my 
asshole." 

He enjoyed every quick, decisive tongue thrust that she supplied. After a 
few more strokes, she heard him bark out a crisp command: 

"All right, fraulein. Remove your tongue from my asshole. Now I want you to 
suck my balls. Just look at my sweaty balls. Suck my nuts. Come on, you're 
going to go down on my hard, German cock. You're going to bring me off. 
Ohhh, it feels so good. My asshole got such excitement. Start sucking my 
balls. Do it right now. I command you. Yes, suck my hot balls." 

While his body rocked back and forth, Heinrich Von Schumann watched as his 
attentive lover reached up and began to allow her tongue to slide stirringly 
against his testicles. Back and forth she worked with her throbbing tongue, 
and the swifter that she drove it, the better enjoyment that he experienced 
throughout his whole body. 

"That feels so good," he gasped. "Ohhh, I like the way you're going to work 
now with your tongue. You're doing it very well. Yes, fraulein. Ohhh, keep 
up that crisp action. Ohhh, keep on grinding. Yes, ohhh, grind with your 
tongue. Ahhh, come on, suck me. Suck my balls. Oh, it's such a good, 
wonderful feeling. Ohhh, you're going to eat my testicles. Then you're going 
to eat my prick. Ahhh, I really love it. Come on, suck me." 

Her tongue kept on wiggling and twisting, driving ever so gracefully and 
speedily as she moved it back and forth against his warm, excited nuts. 

"Okay, now I want you to start sucking my prick," he finally told her. "I 
expect a good suck job. Come on, eat my cock. Just eat my long, hard penis. 
Suck. Come on, suck me off." 

His legs twitched as the Lieutenant Colonel watched his helpless lover reach 
down with her tongue and begin to glide it against the entire base of his 
fleshy tool. 

"Okay, now I want you to concentrate on the tip of my prick," he said. 
"You're going to do it just the way I want you to. There will be no nonsense 
here. You're going to be a disciplined craftsman. You're going to learn just 
how to suck cock, my love. Fraulein, you will be thanking me by the time 
that this is over, thanking me for teaching you how it should be done." 

His legs kept on kicking back and forth as her tongue worked spiritedly, 
grinding up and down the full length of his long, excited peter. She 
concentrated on the tip of his stiff and sturdy tool for a few strokes, 
after which she then began to manipulate her tongue against the full length 
of his devastated stem. 

"A few more strokes is all I'm going to need," he told her. "Ohhh, every 
drop is going to spill. It's all going to shoot out of the end of my prick. 
Ohhh, you're going to swallow it. Yes, you're going to swallow the hot 
stuff. You'll swallow every drop. Ohhh, oooh, ohhh, this is good." 

His hips kept rocking back and forth as she worked with her solid tongue, 
grinding it against his steaming, sweaty flesh, which had been exposed to 
the steam room for so long. 

Anna could tell from the heavy gasping sounds that he sent forth just how 
close the Lieutenant Colonel was to the point when all of the juices would 
spill from the end of his long, agitated cock. 

"Keep it up," he called out crisply. "Yes, this is what I need. I need this 
kind of tongue action. Ohhh, you're doing just what I tell you." 

 CHAPTER THREE 

As Heinrich Von Schumann lay stretched out on his back, he smiled broadly as 
he watched his lover continue to pump with her tongue so relentlessly. 

He kept on observing as her thick, black hair bobbed up and down and she 
continued to grind with her swift, steady tongue, allowing it to propel with 
magnificence as Anna pushed her lover that much closer to the point when all 
of the juices would spurt from the end of his sturdy, energetic cock. 

"Ohhh, keep up your grinding action," he exclaimed. "Come on, Anna. Ohhh, 
you have me "so close. The juices just have to splash. They have to splash 
from the end of my cock. Ohhh, come on, keep up your tongue movements. Ohhh, 
Anna, my balls are itching. Reach down and grab them." 

Anna's fingers clutched ever so tightly as they held on with great firmness 
to the Lieutenant Colonel's balls. The more firmly that her fingers tugged 
against his warm flesh, the closer that he pushed toward the point when all 
of the semen would explode from the tip of his rifle-like cock, which 
continued to be tended to by his beautiful lover. 

"Keep on stroking me with your tongue," he exclaimed. "Come on, suck me. 
Ohhh, come on, suck me. Ohhh, come on, move your tongue. Move it up and down 
my peter." 

A few probing tongue strokes later, the drops of cum began to splash from 
the end of his long, sturdy organ. The Lieutenant Colonel's body wiggled 
back and forth as the steaming droplets of his sperm kept on spraying, 
splashing from the end of his organ and into her mouth. 

"Come on, swallow it all," he sighed. "Ohhh, I want you to swallow every 
drop. Come on, my dear. Go after my load. Ohhh, go after my load." 

His hips kept moving back and forth with great desire and joy. He watched as 
her tongue moved with great rapidity. She sought to catch every droplet of 
the Lieutenant Colonel's sperm. Several drops rolled out of the sides of her 
mouth, prompting Von Schumann to call out to her. 

"Come on, fraulein, I expect you to swallow every drop," he told her. "Come 
on, go get it. Yes, go get the hot sperm. Darling, swallow it all." 

When the young sex captive removed her tongue from the Lieutenant Colonel's 
peter, he pointed down toward his cock, which was hanging with greater 
limpness than before. 

"Reach out and grab hold of it," he told her. "Come on, ohhh, hang onto it. 
Move your fingers against my cock. Come on, really drive with your fingers. 
Ohhh, move them against my pecker. Come on, I want you to get my cock up to 
where it was before. You can do it. Ohhh, come on, move those hot fingers." 

The Lieutenant Colonel's body swayed with mounting desire as his lover 
reached out with both hands and began to slide her fingers up and down the 
full length of his cock, which only a few seconds earlier she had sucked 
with commanding desire. 

"Come on, keep working your fingers, fraulein," he called out in a sharp, 
commanding tone. "Move those fingers. A Nazi officer demands precision." 

Her fingers stroked for a few moments more, after which she then released 
them from his cock. It wasn't until the Lieutenant Colonel told her, 
however, that she actually did remove her fingers from his penis. 

"All right, I'm going to grind my cock inside of your mouth," he exclaimed. 
"I'm gonna push my thundering prick inside of you. Ohhh, I'm gonna really 
drive with my long dick. I'm gonna climb on top of you." 

The Lieutenant Colonel startled his confused lover as he moved his large, 
bulky body upward from the bench on which he had been lying. 

"I want you to lie down now, fraulein," he said. 

To get his point across with greater impact, Von Schumann reached out with 
both hands and slapped at her buttocks. 

"Come on, on your back," he said. "I want to push my cock inside of your 
mouth. I want to really press it inside of you. Ohhh, are we ever going to 
have fun." 

Von Schumann climbed up on top of the bench, allowing his hairy, tree-trunk 
legs to come to rest on both sides of her head. As Anna looked up at his now 
huge cock, which she had pumped fresh life into with her finger stroking, 
she recognized what lay ahead of her as her heart pounded with fear. She 
hated the prospect of having this huge man grind his long, thick, ever-stiff 
member inside of her mouth. She did not want him to shove his pounding cock 
into her until all of the juices poured from the end of his throbbing peter, 
but she knew that this was the only thing that would satisfy the Nazi 
officer at that moment in time. 

But before Von Schumann actually moved into the act itself, he sought to 
enjoy himself with some other activity. He reached down with both hands and 
made a move for her firm, trim breasts. As his fingers clutched against her 
tits, he heaved a loud sigh. 

"Ohhh, that feels good," he exclaimed. "I love moving my fingers against 
your hot tits. Ohhh, what a wonderful feeling. Ohhh, I love shoving my 
fingers against your skin. It's all so wonderful. Ohhh, it feels just great. 
I love pressing with my fingers. I love clutching them." 

Anna said nothing. Her body swayed with ever-mounting tension as she 
anticipated the moment when he would shove his large, brisk cock forward and 
let it propel inside of her mouth. 

"How good, ohhh, how very good," he exclaimed. "This is just wonderful. 
Ohhh, I'm gonna hammer with my dick. I'm gonna really let it blast. I'm 
gonna slash it inside of your mouth. Ohhh, I'm gonna pump with it. Ohhh, am 
I ever gonna pump beautifully." 

His fingers kept on sinking against her warm breast flesh. After awhile 
Heinrich removed his fingers from her tits and let them come to rest against 
her nipples. The harder that he squeezed against her nipples, the louder 
that she began to gasp. Anna was doing everything that she could to suppress 
any pain that she felt. The Lieutenant Colonel was not offended by her 
occasional gasps of pain, since he recognized that she was doing the very 
best that she could to accommodate him in every avenue of sex. 

Von Schumann felt like a million dollars as he looked down at his hard cock 
and his thick, bulging balls. The more excitement that he felt, the greater 
the degree of joy and inspiration that surfaced through his body as he 
pushed his huge, thundering cock forward, allowing it to work its way inside 
of her mouth. 

"I'm fucking your mouth," he exclaimed. "Ooooh, I'm gonna pound with my 
pecker. It's gonna really push. Ohhh, I'm gonna juice inside of your. Ohhh, 
my hot cock is gonna juice inside of your mouth. What a feeling. Ohhh, what 
a beautiful feeling." 

While his fingers kept on stirringly moving against her nipples, the 
Lieutenant Colonel shoved his long, excited cock forward, permitting it to 
work its way inside of her mouth. At first he decided to ease his cock into 
her mouth, to let it slide slowly in the outer edges. 

"Oooooh, I love this fucking," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, I love flinging my cock 
inside of you. What a beautiful feeling." 

Von Schumann was happy over the fact that he was able to let himself go in 
sex with Anna in a way that he could not be satisfied at home with his wife. 
His hard-charging cock began to grind more deeply than before inside of her 
mouth. He started hammering with his dick more speedily than he had been, 
and the quicker that he slid with his scorching pecker, the closer that he 
worked himself to the state of a stirring and magnificent orgasm. 

His body kept rocking, particularly his ass cheeks as the Lieutenant Colonel 
ground his peter deep inside of her. The harder that he hammered with his 
thundering cock, the closer that he catapulted himself to the state of 
orgasm, when all of the voluminous white juices would shoot from the end of 
his bulging stick and into her mouth. 

"Ooooh, it feels so good," he sighed. "Ohhh, fraulein. The stuff is going to 
spill out of me. My balls are itching. Ohhh, they're itching." 

As he moved ever nearer to the state of climax, the Lieutenant Colonel 
removed his fingers from his lover's nipples. He reached down and made a 
grab for her buttocks, allowing his fingers to move sweepingly against her 
ass flesh as he kept on slashing with his cock, propelling it deep inside of 
her mouth. 

"Ohhh, I'm off," he finally announced. "Ohhh, ahhh, all the juices are 
shooting. It feels so wonderful. Ohhh, oooooh, it's beautiful." 

His whole body kept on swaying and his heart pounded with great vigor. The 
juices kept on shooting, splashing out thunderously from the end of his 
thick staff and into her mouth. 

"Wonderful, a wonderful fuck," the Lieutenant Colonel exclaimed, removing 
his cock from his captive sex victim's mouth. "As a matter of fact, I think 
I'll bring it to an end now. It's getting very warm inside here." 

Anna watched as the Lieutenant Colonel reached down and made a grab for his 
trunks, slipping them back on. 

"I'll be in touch with you very shortly," the Lieu-tenant Colonel said. "Now 
that we've gotten acquainted, I'll be having some more sex with you." 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

A now thoroughly relieved Heinrich Von Schumann went back up to his room 
after enjoying the beautiful sex interlude with Anna. 

He was pleased over the way that his sex captive had put out, and since he 
had been in the steam bath for quite some time and had unleashed his thick 
white juices inside of her mouth, he felt the need to sleep. 

The Lieutenant Colonel slept until early evening, at which point he ordered 
the evening's meal. After devouring a feast, he made a call down to the 
desk. 

"My compliments to the chef on a thoroughly delightful meal," the Lieutenant 
Colonel exclaimed. 

"Thank you, sir. Did you enjoy the red wine?" 

"I enjoyed the red wine very much," he said. "I also enjoyed the beef. It 
was prepared just the way that I like it. Medium rare. It's not easy to get 
it done right to my specifications, but your chef did that." 

"Wonderful, sir. Thank you very much. We're always pleased to cater to a man 
who is doing so much for the Fuhrer." 

"That young lady that I had sex with this afternoon was extraordinary," the 
Lieutenant Colonel exclaimed. "I would like to have her come up to my room 
in about half an hour. I'm going to just lie down and do a little reading. 
Let my dinner settle. Then I will be ready for her." 

"Very good, sir. We'll have her sent up then." 

"Thank you." 

"Thank you. Heil Hitler." 

"Heil Hitler." 

The half hour passed quickly. The Lieutenant Colonel was thoroughly prepared 
to meet the arriving Anna. He wore a robe over his shorts. Other than that, 
he was already stripped for action. 

When Anna walked into the room, she looked a little less fearful than she 
had been on the first occasion. Lieutenant Colonel Schumann immediately 
noticed the change in her. It pleased him to see that she was no longer in 
the state of acute fear that had characterized her behavior when he had 
first met her. 

She wore a light blue dress, and as he continued to stare at her, he let his 
eyes travel down toward her trim, firm legs. 

"You may leave now," Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann told the two soldiers. 
"I'll call for you when it's time to take her away." 

"Enjoy yourself, sir," one of the soldiers saluted. 

"Thank you, I very definitely will." 

"Heil Hitler," the two soldiers said. 

"Heil Hitler," the Lieutenant Colonel replied with a brisk salute. 

As the door closed behind the soldiers, the Lieu-tenant Colonel walked over 
toward the bed. He sat on the edge of it, removing first his robe, then his 
shorts. After completely stripping, he placed his robe and shorts on a 
nearby chair. 

"I'm all ready for some action," Heinrich Von Schumann smiled as he looked 
down at his hard cock. "As you can see, I have no trouble getting excited 
around you. Come on over here and stand in front of me. I want to watch you 
take off your dress. That will excite me even more." 

The still-timid but not as fearful fraulein walked over toward the 
Lieutenant Colonel. She stepped out of her shoes, then immediately began to 
unbutton her dress. She quickly wiggled out of it, stepping out of her dress 
and standing before him in her white panties and bra. 

"My, what a woman," Von Schumann grinned. "It makes a man want to reach down 
and start playing with his cock. You can't help but get excited being around 
somebody like you." 

Von Schumann reached out with both hands, moving his fingers with great 
precision as he let them clutch and twist against the full length of his 
hard, excited rod. The more quickly that his flowing fingers manipulated 
against his fleshy dick, the wider the smile and the more intense the 
radiant gleam that surfaced in his eyes. 

"You can take off your panties and bra now," the Lieutenant Colonel said. "I 
want you to completely strip. Come on, take everything off. It's imperative 
that you finish stripping. We're going to have beautiful sex. Wonderful sex. 
Ohhh, we're going to have a wonderful time screwing each other." 

The Lieutenant Colonel went back to playing with his long cock. The quicker 
that Ms fingers drove against the full length of his torrid tool, the more 
intense the excitement that generated through his whole body ever so 
sweepingly he kept up his commanding finger strokes, allowing his fingers to 
press ever so firmly against his hot flesh. 

Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann watched closely as his lovely sex captive 
undid her bra straps, then let her bra drop down to the floor. Her warm, 
bulging tits popped free, providing Von Schumann with a long look. 

"What lovely tits," he said. "Ohh, I just love watching you. I love watching 
those beautiful breasts. All right, my dear. I want you to take off your 
panties now. Come on. Take them off. Remove your panties. Ohhh, do I ever 
want to have sex with you." 

Von Schumann continued to watch as his lover reached down with both hands, 
making a grab for her panties. Her fingers still trembled slightly, 
indicating that she did not feel completely comfortable around the 
Lieutenant Colonel. He observed the quivering uncertainty in her fingers, 
but did regard it as a major obstacle. After all, Von Schumann thought, he 
could not expect perfection from this young woman. After all, she had told 
him that she had never had sex with anyone other than that one person in her 
life, her ex-fiance. But he couldn't help feel that she was making a very 
good adjustment, and thus far he had not one complaint to make about her. 

"All right, my darling," he said, "take off your panties. I'm so excited 
just watching you. I can't watch for much longer, though. After awhile a man 
gets just too excited to watch. When he reaches that point, then the only 
way he can get the satisfaction he needs is for the fraulein to completely 
remove everything." 

He observed as Anna let her panties slide down her legs and off of her. Once 
more he saw her thick, black, pubic bush. 

"You look downright delicious," the Lieutenant Colonel said, licking his 
lips. "Lie down on the bed. Stretch out on your back. I want to make love to 
you." 

The Lieutenant Colonel spoke in a commanding yet not brutal tone. The 
fraulein stretched her body out on top of the bed. She lay there on her 
back, her legs extended, prepared to receive some immediate physical contact 
from her lover. 

"I'm going to hold onto your ass cheeks," he said. "That's the way we 
started before. You certainly won't mind if I start that way again. Yes, 
ohhh, am I excited." 

His heart pounded thunderously as Von Schumann reached out with both hands, 
allowing his fingers to stab and clutch as they maintained sharp contact 
with her breasts. The tighter that he squeezed against her firm, fleshy 
boobs, the more excitement that he succeeded in generating through his whole 
body. Every time that he pressed against her warm skin Von Schumann felt 
that much more in the way of unswerving excitement. 

"Ohhh, what nice tits," he said. "As a matter of fact, they're so nice that 
I'm gonna start sucking them. I'm gonna turn my tongue loose. Oh, yes, my 
tongue is going to enjoy the action. I'm gonna push my tongue against your 
boobs." 

As the Lieutenant Colonel reached down and began to grab at his captive 
lover's ass cheeks, he pushed his tongue forward, letting it manipulate 
sharply against her left breast. The quicker that he ground with his tongue, 
the tighter that he squeezed her buttocks. After a few more spirited, 
circuitous tongue strokes, the Lieutenant Colonel reached down and made a 
grab for her fleshy thighs. His fingers held on tightly and firmly as he 
kept on planting his tongue against her breasts. 

A few strokes later, Von Schumann removed his tongue from his lover's left 
tit. He let it go to work against her right breast, and the faster that his 
dazzling tongue stabbed against her tit, the louder that she gasped as her 
body reacted to his movements, sliding from side to side. The Lieutenant 
Colonel observed that it was possible for him to excite this beautiful young 
woman, even though she was participating in sex as a captive, and had no 
control in what was going to happen to her. 

His tongue kept on darting and pressing, working first against her left tit, 
then against her right. When Von Schumann removed his tongue from her tits, 
he looked down at his long, steely dick. In time he would put it working 
once more, but before he did he was determined to provide her with even more 
in the way of wild sucking sensations. 

The Lieutenant Colonel reached down with his tongue, allowing it to slice 
and twist as he worked it inside of her navel. The quicker that his pressing 
tongue spiritedly maintained contact with her navel, the faster that her 
body continued to move as she reacted to his devastating, excited stabs. 

When he moved his tongue away from her navel, he pushed it against her left 
thigh. Up and down he thrusted with his tongue, maintaining swift, desirous 
contact. 

A few moments later, he removed his tongue from her left thigh, after which 
he then pushed it against her right. The faster that he moved his 
stimulating tongue against her thigh, the more intrigued he became over the 
prospect of sucking her anus. 

When he finished with his quick thigh sucking, he pushed his tongue forward 
and let it go to work inside her asshole. Her whole body twisted back and 
forth as he worked it with stabbing energy. The more quickly that he drove 
his tongue as he flung it deep inside her asshole, the more confident he 
became as to just how much he could excite her with his stimulating tongue 
stabs. 

When he removed his tongue from her asshole, a briskly confident Von 
Schumann decided it was time to start addressing himself to her cunt. He 
knew how he had brought Anna off with his quick, smooth finger strokes and 
decided that he would start pushing his fingers around inside of her pussy. 

"I'm not going to bring you off this way," he explained. "I'm just going to 
play with your cunt for a little while. Then I'm gonna go down on it. I'm 
gonna suck your pussy. Ohhh, fraulein, I have some beautiful plans in 
store." 

Heinrich reached down with his right hand, gliding his fingers ever so 
steadily as he worked them inside of her pussy. With ever-accelerating 
quickness, he continued to grind with his fingers, letting them move back 
and forth as he pushed them inside of her slit. 

"You're already nice and moist," he told her grinningly. "That's very good. 
Ohhh, my dear. Will I ever bring you off. My tongue will do it. Ohhh, I'm 
going to stroke your pussy. I'll stroke it with my tongue after I've played 
with your cunt for a little while." 

His rapid-fire, sturdy fingers kept on grinding as he worked them ever 
deeper inside of her moist twat. About the time that Heinrich Von Schumann 
was convinced that Anna was ready to juice, he quickly removed his fingers 
from her pussy. 

"My dear, now I will suck your mound," he said. "Get ready for the treat of 
a lifetime. I'm going to bring you off, to get you comfortable, to get you 
thoroughly acclimated to sex with me." 

He reached down and stroked with both hands, letting his fingers glide 
against her thighs. The quicker that Von Schumann twisted with his fingers 
against beautiful Anna's thighs, the harder that his heart pounded as he 
anticipated driving between her legs and inside of her moist cunt. 

As he lowered his head, he picked up the scent of her, flaming box. It 
pleased Von Schumann to know that Anna was able to respond to him, and it 
was that thought that was foremost in his mind as he shoved his tongue 
inside of her vagina. 

His fingers kept on progressing with ever-sharpening rapidity as he 
manipulated them against her thighs. The faster that he stroked with both 
hands, the quicker that his thundering tongue maintained contact with her 
slit as he pushed and twisted with his tongue, driving her ever closer to 
the state of a stimulating explosion. 

A few sharp, twisting tongue thrusts later, the juices were all ready to 
shoot from her mound. He moved his fingers up and down her legs, driving his 
tongue deep inside of her gash as the juices began to spray from her organ 
and into his mouth. 

He held on tightly to her thighs until the final few drops had splashed from 
her pussy. After that, the Lieutenant Colonel released his tongue from 
Anna's pussy. 

"Okay, my love, now it's your turn to do the sucking," Heinrich Von Schumann 
smiled, reaching down and proudly stroking his long, excited phallus. 

"Just look at my hot dick," he said. "While I'm stroking it, I want you to 
suck my asshole. Come on, grind your tongue into it. Fraulein, I know you 
can do a good job of it. Once that I gave you a little bit of coaxing, you 
did a splendid job this afternoon. All right, I want you to do a beautiful 
job today. I want you to just work your tongue. Really let it slide. Slide 
it inside my asshole. Come on, fraulein. Just grind with it. Work your 
tongue. Ohhh, suck my hot ass." 

The Lieutenant Colonel twisted his hips as he kept on resoundingly 
manipulating his fingers against his hard, scorching cock. The faster that 
he fingered it, the more excitement that formed within his whole body. His 
loins seethed with reckless anxiety as he looked forward to receiving the 
stiff, quick tongue jolts of Anna. 

Anna shoved her tongue forward, allowing it to work with deliberation as it 
manipulated slowly inside of the Lieutenant Colonel's asshole. It was Anna's 
intention to get the Lieutenant Colonel hot on a gradual basis, to move her 
tongue slowly, after which she would then begin to let it drive sweepingly 
as it twisted far and deep inside of his hot ass. 

"Come on, slide it faster," he said. "Move it, my dear. Slide it deep inside 
my asshole. Work it all the way into my rectum. Ohhh, keep up those 
beautifully coordinated movements. You're quite an ass licker. My dear, I 
love the stroking pattern. Come on, suck my ass. Yes, suck my ass." 

Her tongue kept on grinding, working with solid, decisive skill as it blazed 
eagerly inside of her lover's anal passage. After a few more quick, sturdy 
strokes, he looked forward to receiving some swift tongue movements against 
his long, excited prick. 

"Come on, just work your tongue against my pecker," he exclaimed. "Suck me 
off. Come on, eat me. Eat my long dick. You can see how excited I'm getting. 
Come on, fraulein. Ohhh, move your tongue. Let it slide. Ohhh, suck my 
dick." 

His whole body bounced resoundingly up and down on the bed as the Lieutenant 
Colonel began to receive the quick, probing strokes of his lover. She 
manipulated her tongue gratuitously a few times against his balls, then she 
started to stroke her tongue against the full length of his long, infatuated 
organ. 

"Bring me off," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, come on, stroke with your tongue. Ohhh, 
come on, suck me, Yes, ohhh, suck me off. My darling, ohhh, bring me off. 
Bring me off with your hot tongue." 

A few quick, thrusting strokes later, the juices were about to explode out 
of the end of Heinrich's long, excited stem. He kept on wiggling his hot ass 
cheeks and sighing loudly as she applied her tongue with great force, 
manipulating it with unswerving passion as it kept on making contact with 
his stiff, steady pecker. 

"Bring me off," he said. "Come on, keep up that stroking pace. Ohhh, my 
lover. Suck me. Come on, Anna. Ohhh, keep your tongue moving. Come on, my 
dear. Ooooh, stroke me. Ohhh, stroke my cock." 

A few blazing, twisting tongue strokes later, it was all over. The thick, 
white drops of peter fluid began to spill from the end of Heinrich's hot, 
aroused rod. 

"Oooh, ohhh, I'm off," Heinrich sighed. "Come on, ohhh, suck every hot drop 
of it." 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann waited until the following day to engage in 
more sex with his beautiful captive. 

"Come up to my room at eleven tomorrow morning," the said. "Do not be late, 
fraulein. Things have been go-ling well thus far." 

"Yes, sir." 

"As I said, you may call me Heinrich until I tell you otherwise." 

"Yes, Heinrich. I will see you tomorrow at eleven." 

"Make sure you get a good night of sleep," Heinrich Von Schumann smiled. "I 
want to make sure that you are ready for a good workout. When I get into the 
mood, fraulein, I really engage in wild sex." 

Anna returned the next morning at eleven sharp. As was the custom, her two 
guards waited outside. 

Immediately she stripped herself totally nude, removing her dress and 
stretching out in the middle of the bed. 

She watched as the Lieutenant Colonel, who had been out walking earlier that 
morning, removed his clothes. By then he was ready for some immediate 
action. He reached out with both hands and made a grab for his captive's 
buttocks. He held on ever so tightly, his finger twisting and twitching. 

"Those beautiful ass cheeks," he said. "I love them. I just love those 
beautiful buttocks." 

He moved his fingers smoothly over her firm, flowing ass cheeks for a few 
moments more. When he finally released them, he reached out with both hands 
and allowed his fingers to make penetrating contact with his lover's 
breasts. The harder and tighter that he squeezed with both hands, the more 
it hurt her, but not to the point where she was going to let him know it. 
After all, she thought, the Lieutenant Colonel had not been all that brutal. 
He could have been much worse, she knew, and it was not her desire to rock 
the boat in any way, shape or form. 

His fingers clutched and stabbed as he moved with them against her firm 
breasts. When he released them from her tits, he pointed down toward his 
hard, rigid cock, which he knew needed some quick and immediate attention. 

"Come on, start playing with my cock," he said. "I just love it when you 
massage it. I want you to move your fingers. Come on, my dear. Move them 
very briskly. There's nothing like a good brisk early-morning workout. Just 
move your fingers against my cock. I want you to slide them real nice. Move 
them against my long dick." 

She reached out with both hands and allowed her fingers to ever so smoothly 
begin to glide against the tip of his cock. At first lovely Anna confined 
the activity to the tip of his organ, but soon she began to step up the 
pace, allowing her fingers to grind more eagerly than before as they 
manipulated against the full length of his hard, excited rod. 

"That's very good," he sighed. "I like that. Ohhh, I like the way you're 
moving your fingers against my cock. You can do it even faster. Slide your 
fingers up and down my dick." 

While her fingers continued to make explosive contact with his sturdy rod, 
Heinrich reached out and made a grab for her hair. His fingers worked 
soothingly as they slid against her hair, and the quicker that he 
manipulated them, the more rapidly that she ground with her fingers as she 
let them press and twist against the full length of his long, flowing cock. 

"I want you to start sucking my balls," he said. "Come on, fraulein. Move 
your tongue. Move it fast." 

As his twisting hips moved, the Lieutenant Colonel smiled as lovely Anna 
began to manipulate her tongue against his testicles. He liked the way that 
she ever so diligently and obediently allowed her tongue to scrape back and 
forth as it worked solidly and excitedly against his nuts. He could see that 
she was not getting perfectly acclimated to the kind of sex action that he 
needed. 

"Keep busy," he said. "Come on, ohhh, just keep grinding with your hot 
tongue. I really love that. I love the way that you're drilling with it. 
Ohhh, just keep it moving. Keep up that same pace. I like what you're doing. 
Ooooh, I like that stroke activity. Keep sucking my balls. Ohhh, I love it 
the way that you suck them." 

Her stirring tongue kept on connecting with his scorching nuts. A few quick 
strokes later, she removed her tongue from his balls under his orders. 

"To my cock," he gulped. "I need it. Ohhh, I feel a tremendous itch. I know 
how close I am. Reach out and grab my balls. I want you to play with them. I 
want you to keep moving your fingers against them. Hang on nice and tight. 
Play with my hot testicles while you're sucking my cock. I love that kind of 
fluid, excited motion. You're going to get me off .Your tongue is going to 
do it." 

While his body twitched back and forth, he prepared to receive her 
blistering tongue sensations. He loved the way that she reached down and 
obediently grabbed hold of his balls. The tighter that she clenched, the 
more vigorous the feeling became within his loins. He could feel in 
particular wild waves of sensation in the tip of his cock, which he wanted 
to explode inside of her mouth. 

"I want you to swallow my load," he exclaimed. "Come on, just start 
grinding. Work your tongue. Fraulein, you do just what your lover tells you. 
Drill with your tongue. Come on, move it up and down my cock." 

As a means of bolstering her excitement that much more, he reached out with 
both hands and began to slide his hands up and down her back. The Lieutenant 
Colonel held on very tightly, wanting his lover to know just how much he 
dominated her. 

"Keep on sucking," he exclaimed. "Come on, drive your tongue. Drive it. Work 
it up and down my cock. Fast. Come on, fast. I want you to give me good 
action. Enthusiastic action." 

Heinrich's legs twisted with ever-mounting enthusiasm as his lover began to 
slide her tongue up and down the full length of his long, bulging rod. The 
quicker that her tongue maintained contact with his flowing cock, the closer 
that he was driven to a wild orgasm. 

"Squeeze my nuts," he gasped. "Come on, squeeze my balls really nice. Keep 
that up. Ohhh, I just love it. I love this sucking. Come on, just suck my 
prick. Suck my long, hard prick." 

He kept on receiving the quick, scintillating tongue strokes of his lover. 
The closer that Heinrich was driven to the state of an ecstatic climax, the 
more broiling the sensations became in his wild loins. He could feel the 
tension in particular in his cock and balls, and now he stood only a few 
quick strokes removed from the point of orgasm, when all of the juices would 
start to topple from the end of his fiery joy stick. 

"Keep it up," Heinrich commanded. "Ohhh, I like those strokes. I love the 
action you're giving me. Keep on sucking. Keep grinding with your tongue. 
It's such a wonderful feeling. Ahhh, just bring me off. Bring me off. Your 
tongue is doing it." 

His legs kicked back and forth as the first few drops of his fiery peter 
fluid began to spray from the end of his long, aroused phallus. 

"Swallow it all," he said. "Ohhh, I want you to swallow every drop. Come on, 
my darling." 

In order to turn himself on even more, Heinrich reached out with both hands 
and glided his fingers through his beautiful lover's hair. 

When she finished sucking his cock, Heinrich's beautiful lover released her 
tongue from his hard, still-excited stick. 

"Play with my cock again," Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann commanded. 
"You're getting me warmed up, my darling. The more you get me warmed up, the 
more I'm going to have to give you. So come on, just keep moving with your 
fingers. Stroke really nice with them. Keep on grinding with those fingers 
of yours. Work them against my prick. Yes, really work them." 

Up and down she continued to stroke, supplying Von Schumann with some more 
in the way of beautiful sensations. When she finally released her fingers 
from his long, hard dick, he was ready for a different kind of action than 
he had provided her with before. 

"I'm going after your pussy this time," he announced. "I'm gonna plunge my 
hard dick inside of it. I'm gonna give you a wild show." 

The Lieutenant Colonel reached out with his right hand, dipping his fingers 
inside of his lover's mound. He toyed with his fingers, working them 
furiously and feverishly inside of her pink, moist slit. 

Von Schumann couldn't help but be pleased when he felt the wetness 
developing in her pussy. About the time that her hips began to sway back and 
forth with rhythmic desire, he released his fingers from her vagina, 
deciding that it was time to launch into some wild and captivating sex. 

"All right, my sweet," he exclaimed. "I'm going to fuck your pussy. Yes, my 
cock is going to do it. I'm going to blast hard with it. I'm going to blast 
with it inside your snatch. I'll give you a great fuck. A wonderful fuck." 

He reached down with both hands and made a grab for her thighs. The quicker 
that his fingers entwined around her thighs, the more demanding the impulses 
became within his scorching loins as he got set to provide her with a wild 
and throbbing fuck. 

"I want you," he gasped. "I want you and I'm gonna have you. What an honor 
this should be for you. You're gonna receive my juices again, this time in 
your pussy. I'm sure you have a tight pussy, an excited pussy. It hasn't 
been fucked that many times, has it?" 

"Only by the man who was my fiance." 

"That's good. That's very good. All right, it makes me feel so much better. 
I'm helping acclimate you to sex. Years from now I hope you'll remember me 
with great fondness. As for right now, I think you're very much in a daze. 
Too much of a daze to actually realize what's going on." 

Anna recognized just how right the Lieutenant Colonel was, and she decided 
that the best thing she could do was to say nothing. He apparently did not 
expect a response. By then the main thing on his mind was getting his rocks 
off, driving his hard, throbbing prick deep inside of her pussy until every 
drop of juice had splashed from the end of his ramrodding stem. 

He pushed forward with his long, sturdy pole, allowing it to make its first 
contact with her vagina. His thick shaft kept on driving, working speedily 
as he let it punch and slash inside of her snatch. 

The faster that he began to assert his peter, the closer that he worked his 
way to the state of a stinging climax. His hard, thundering phallic tool 
kept on driving, asserting vigorously as he pushed and twisted it deep 
inside of her mound. 

"Ohhh, I feel so good," he sighed. "Ooooh, I just love this. Ahhh, I love 
the feeling in my balls. Ahhh, I just love fucking you." 

His thoroughly enchanted cock kept on driving as he worked it ever deeper 
inside of her pussy. The harder and faster that he sank his cock inside of 
her, the deeper that he sliced with it. The greater slamming sensations that 
he provided inside of her snatch, the closer that the Lieutenant Colonel 
moved toward that great moment when all of the flowing phallic liquids would 
shoot from the end of his thundering vehicle. 

He reached out and slapped, sharply at her buttocks. The faster that he 
slapped, the harder that his pulsating cock pounded as he worked it 
vigorously and assertively inside of her pussy. By then he was just a few 
strokes removed from the end, when all the phallic fluids would shoot from 
the end of his prick. 

"Here I go," he sighed. "Ohhh, it's all going to shoot out of me. Ohhh, this 
is gonna be so nice." 

His hips rocked back and forth as the droplets of his flaming fluid shot 
from the end of his stampeding cock. The harder and faster that he slashed 
with it, the more quickly that the juices thundered from the end of his hot 
tool and into her mound. 

"Ohhh, it's such a beautiful fuck," he said. "Ohhh, I love it so much." 

When the Lieutenant Colonel finished with his screw, he mopped sweat from 
his brow, then looked down at his now-limp cock. He shook his head sadly, 
then looked up at his beautiful lover. 

"Anna, you can do something about that," he said. "I've always thought you 
had very good finger movements. I want you to reach down and play with my 
balls, then with my cock. I want you to grind with your fingers. Go ahead, 
Anna. Let yourself go. Get my cock up there. It won't take you that long to 
do it. No, it really won't. I know that it won't. So get going. Come on, 
time's wasting, my darling. I want you to get going." 

His sharp commands immediately propelled Anna into action. She reached down 
with both hands, allowing them to begin grinding against his testicles. The 
quicker that her charging fingers manipulated against his hot nuts, the more 
excitement that she generated throughout his whole body. 

"That's it," he sighed. "Ohhh, I love that. Come on, keep on slashing. Ohhh, 
slash with your fingers." 

The longer that her fingers sturdily made contact with Heinrich's balls, the 
greater the bulge that surfaced. They began to inflate tremendously, and 
after a few more moments of the same kind of action, Heinrich was ready for 
her to move on to the next step. 

"Move your fingers up and down my cock," Von Schumann exclaimed. "Come on, 
just play with my peter. Move your fingers up and down it. Come on, my 
darling. I want you to grind with those fingers. I want you to really let 
them stroke. Come on, let them stroke up and down my long dick. Ahhh, come 
on, do it to me." 

His legs twitched as his lover reached out and started to stroke. Up and 
down she ever so commandingly ground her fingers against his erect peter. 
The faster that she manipulated with both hands, the longer that his cock 
became. 

"All right, you can stop now," Heinrich finally exclaimed. "I'm all ready 
for some more action. Just listen, my dear. I'm going to give you plenty of 
instructions. I expect those instructions to be followed." 

By that point in her life, beautiful but vulnerable Anna certainly knew that 
she could not expect to cross swords with a member of the Nazi Officer Corps 
and survive. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Heinrich ever so confidently continued to stare at Anna. 

"Get down on all fours," he said. "I want your ass to face me." 

Anna obediently responded to the Lieutenant Colonel's request. As she got 
down on all fours, he once again examined ever so closely every beautiful 
crevice of her ass cheeks. This time his fingers moved with greater patience 
than before, sliding ever so slowly as they continued to make sturdy contact 
against her buttocks. 

"Looks very nice," he smiled. "I like that. I like touching your ass cheeks. 
They are so beautiful. Ohhh, I'm tantalized when I touch them. Just touching 
them sets me off. It gets me so excited." 

His fingers continued to curl ever so soothingly against her ass cheeks. 
Eventually Heinrich began to exercise greater emphasis in his movements, 
squeezing and pinching with both hands as his fingers kept on maintaining 
grinding impact against her warm, fluid ass cheeks. 

"What a beautiful butt," he laughed. "I wonder if you've ever been ass 
fucked?" 

Anna remained silent. She hoped that the Lieutenant Colonel would not say 
anything more about the act of sodomy. 

"Have you ever been ass fucked?" he asked curiously. "I expect the truth, my 
dear." 

"No, I have never been fucked that way," Anna said softly. 

"How very interesting," Heinrich chuckled. "I think it would be wonderful 
for me to christen you. That's one part of you that still remains virgin. 
Isn't that right?" 

"Yes, that's very true." 

"You sound like you're afraid," he said. 

"I am, Heinrich." 

"You shouldn't be. You'll love it. Even the pain. There's a part of every 
woman that desires pain. I'm convinced of that. She just wants the right man 
to administer it. Well, here I am. I've given you plenty of satisfaction in 
the past, and I'm going to give you a good deal more." 

His fingers kept pushing stiffly against her buttocks. He held on tightly 
for a few more strokes, then removed them altogether. 

"I'm fingering your asshole," he announced briskly. "I'm gonna loosen up 
your asshole, get it ready for some ass fucking. Once that you start to 
experience it, you're going to find out just how much fun it can be." 

Anna dreaded having her anal passage penetrated by the Lieutenant Colonel. 
Her body remained stiff as she continued in her perched position, propped up 
on her hands and knees. 

"Just relax," he said. "You're much too stiff now. All you've got to do is 
just trust Heinrich." 

Heinrich reached out with his right index finger, letting it probe gently in 
the beginning as it worked its way into the outer edges of Anna's asshole. 
She kept hoping that he would decide to go no further than to do what he was 
engaging in at that moment, namely playing with her asshole. 

"Ohh, this is such a good feeling," the Lieutenant Colonel said. "I love 
moving my finger inside of you. This feels wonderful." 

Back and forth the Lieutenant Colonel continued to manipulate his finger 
steadily inside of her asshole. He started out slowly but surely. The longer 
that he kept up his activities, the deeper that he projected his finger as 
he slid it all the way into her rectum. 

"Ohhh, now I'm really making headway," he laughed. "I love pushing my finger 
all the way into your ass. Ohhh, is this ever a nice feeling. Do I ever love 
it. Is this ever beautiful." 

His stirring finger kept on slicing, working that much deeper as he let it 
whip and slash inside of her anal passage. A few hot strokes later, the 
Lieutenant Colonel released his finger from Anna's asshole. 

"Now I'm ready to fuck it," he said with great pride, his chest swelling. 
"You're going to really get it now. Did the finger fucking hurt you very 
much?" 

"It did sting me in certain ways." 

"Don't worry, my sweet. That's all right. Just because it stung you a little 
doesn't mean that anything wrong happened. As a matter of fact, that pain 
can be a beautiful sensation for a woman, too. You'll find that out when I 
start fucking your ass." 

Anna cringed at the prospect of having her asshole entered by the Lieutenant 
Colonel, but she knew that she was powerless to do anything to prevent it. 
If he had been a lover or prospective lover that she had met in some other 
walk of life, far removed from the tragic situation of which she was a part, 
she would have bluntly told him that she didn't want anything like that. But 
she had no power whatsoever in terms of determining what was going to happen 
to her. No, she thought, the only thing that she could do was make the most 
of things, despite the fact that he was going to rape her asshole. Perhaps 
through doing so she would at least be able to survive, she thought to 
herself. 

"Flip your butt," he commanded. "Come on, I like watching your ass cheeks 
move. Just keep gliding them. Let them grind. I like watching that. Come on, 
move your butt. Move it very nice." 

Her ass cheeks twisted and slid, maintaining quick, effective movements, 
which caused the Lieutenant Colonel to become hornier than ever. He kept on 
staring at his beautiful lover, anticipating the moment when he would be 
sending his sharp, invigorating tool deep inside of her asshole. His fingers 
moved fervently for a few strokes against her ass cheeks as she kept on 
gliding her hips and buttocks back and forth. As he continued to hold on, he 
pushed his torrid stem forward, letting it work its way inside of her 
asshole for the first time. 

"Ohhh, what a bull's-eye," he laughed. "Ohhh, it feels so good. It feels 
wonderful stabbing your ass. Ohhh, I'm going to shoot. Yes, ohhh, every drop 
is going to shoot. If's all going to spill out of me. Ahhh, what a wonderful 
feeling. It's so great feeling so free. Feeling so beautiful." 

He loved the way that she continued to keep her flowing ass cheeks in 
motion. As he kept on watching them, he drove his stiff, excited cock ever 
deeper as he worked it inside of her anus. While his cock kept on blasting, 
twisting sharply inside of her asshole, ho reached out and made a move for 
her buttocks. He squeezed them a few times, then began to slap with his open 
hands, allowing them to maintain sharp impact with her ass cheeks. 

"Ohhh, that's so good," he said. "I love driving my thundering cock inside 
of you. Ohhh, I'm getting closer" 

All the while, Anna continued to let her swirling ass cheeks twist back and 
forth. Every now and then she would close her eyes and wince. It made her 
feel good that at least her face was turned away from that of Heinrich, so 
that he could not see her face contort with pain whenever he would drive his 
dick particularly hard inside of her asshole. 

"That feels so good," he began to swoon. "Oooh, I'm going to be off. It's 
terrible that a fuck like this has to end. It feels so good just slicing 
with my hot peter, letting it slash inside of you." 

His hands kept on slapping, working sharply against her hot butt as he moved 
himself ever closer to the state of a torrid finale. By then his thick, 
sturdy cock was charging at full speed, maintaining steady, fiery contact 
with her ass. 

"Move your ass around a little more," he commanded. "Come on, slide it even 
faster. Ohhh, faster, Anna. Ohhh, that's it. Ohhh, it's all going to shoot. 
Ahhh, I love it. Every bit of it. It's all going to splash. It's going to 
splash from my hot cock. It's going to splash into your asshole." 

His stiff, rangy joy stick kept on working as he moved ever nearer to the 
state of thundering climax. A few quick, sharp stabs later, he slapped her 
even harder. By then the juices just had to pour from the end of his thick, 
surging stick. 

"Ohhh, here I go," he said. "Ohhh, what a feeling. What a beautiful 
feeling." 

As his steady staff knifed deep inside his lover's asshole, Anna at least 
felt one measure of relief. She was convinced that once he finished his ass 
fuck that he would bring his action to an end. 

Anna did not realize just how determined her lover was to derive all that he 
could in the way of pleasure. He never even removed his cock from her 
asshole after finishing his orgasm. Instead, he began to push with it once 
more, letting it slice and stab, against the outer edges of her asshole. 

"Just hang in there," he said, "because that's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna 
fuck you again. Ohhh, I'm gonna have a quick orgasm. The juices are gonna 
topple out of my peter. They're gonna topple very nicely." 

His thick racing joy stick worked back and forth as he propelled it deep 
inside of her anus. The harder that he pumped with his stiff, sturdy staff, 
the closer that he worked his way toward another brilliant orgasm. 

"Ohhh, I really feel it in my balls," he said. "I'm getting so close now. 
Ohhh, it's all gonna thunder out of the end of my cock. It's all gonna feel 
so good. It's feeling so good now. Oooooh, ohhh, I like it." 

By then his steaming tool was racing at a fervent pace, and all the while, 
as he kept grinding his stiff staff deep inside of her, he moved that much 
nearer to the state when all of the thick, flowing liquid would splash from 
the end of his peter. 

"I'm so much closer," he said. "Ohhh, here we go. Ahhh, it's shooting. 
Ooooh, ahhh, here it is." 

The Lieutenant Colonel reached out and slapped at his lover's buttocks, 
watching all the while as the thick, flowing peter liquid shot from the end 
of his intense cock and into her asshole. 

"It's so good, so good," he sighed. "Ohhh, unbelievably good. What an ass 
you have. A beautiful ass. Just the kind of ass I love to fuck." 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

After the Lieutenant Colonel left lovely Anna with a very sore ass, he told 
her that she would be able to leave. Silently she breathed a sigh of relief, 
happy that the sex had at least come to an end. 

"I want to tell you something, fraulein," the Lieutenant Colonel said as he 
sat on the edge of the bed. "You were very good. I know that some of this 
caused you pain, but you held up under it very well. I will not launch a 
complaint against you. As a matter of fact, I am going to make a very 
positive report about the way you provided me with sex." 

"Thank you, Heinrich." 

"I am very pleased over the fact that you understood just what I required 
and you were not afraid to give it to me. I loved your torrid ass, and I 
thought it was absolutely enchanting the way that you were able to suck my 
cock. You did a very brilliant job of it, I must say." 

"Thank you, Heinrich," she replied. 

"As a matter of fact, I don't think I could have had it any better," he 
said. 

"You speak in the past tense. Is it over?" 

"I will be leaving late this afternoon," the Lieutenant Colonel exclaimed. 
"Yes, I was staying here just to get a little bit of rest and relaxation. 
Now it is all over. I feel much better about everything. My perspective is 
much better. I've now enjoyed myself in sex and it's been absolutely 
wonderful. So I just wanted to tell you that if you continue to please in 
this same fashion with other men that you're brought into contact with, this 
cannot help but improve your overall situation." 

"I thank you very much." 

"Thank you. Would you care for something to drink before you leave?" 

"No thank you." 

"Then it's good-bye, Anna," he said stiffly. 

Heinrich reached out with his right hand and took hold of her left hand. He 
kissed her hand daintily, which surprised Anna so much that she couldn't 
help but blush. 

A few minutes later she left his hotel suite. The Lieutenant Colonel went 
down to the baths, enjoying himself for the rest of the early afternoon. He 
went up to his suite and took a nap, after which the desk rang him, 
informing him that it was time for him to leave. 

The Lieutenant Colonel was pleased over the fact that a shiny black Mercedes 
limousine had been brought to take him to the train station. 

"Thank you very much for everything," the Lieutenant Colonel said as he got 
set to leave. 

"I trust everything was in good order," the man at the desk exclaimed. 

"It was. Particularly the young lady. I'm filing a report about Anna. She 
was very appealing and was willing to provide me with what I needed." 

"That's very good. You are a very important man in our cause, Lieutenant 
Colonel. It was a pleasure for us to have been able to serve you." 

"Heil Hitler," the man at the desk saluted. 

"Heil Hitler," Lieutenant Colonel Heinrich Von Schumann replied, walking 
briskly toward the waiting black Mercedes limousine. 

Anna thought that she would get a much needed rest after Lieutenant Colonel 
Von Schumann left. After all, she had provided him with every kind of sexual 
thrill that he had solicited. 

That afternoon she was allowed to relax in the pools. It made Anna feel good 
to know that for the moment she wasn't going to have to contend with a 
panting German Nazi officer. Von Schumann had been the first and she was 
hoping that the successors would not be any more brutal than he was. Even 
though he had seemed in some respects like a decent man, and had not 
humiliated her in any significant way, she still did not like the way that 
he ever so ruthlessly had wielded his cock when he had ground it deep inside 
of her asshole. He had hammered her with everything that he had, leaving her 
with a sore ass. 

Late that evening as she slept soundly, Anna was awakened by a startling 
sound in her room. She broke into a tense sweat and screamed as she opened 
her eyes. 

"Do not be startled," she recognized the voice of young Bruno, the 
blond-haired guard whose duty it was to stay with her at all times. "I just 
wanted to speak with you." 

"You've scared me, Bruno." 

"Were you having a sweet dream?" Bruno laughed sadistically. 

From the very beginning Anna had hated Bruno. She had seen men like him 
before. He was the kind of man who was always looking at her with a sensual 
leer, letting her know what was really on his mind. Up to that point he had 
never made a sexual advance toward her, and Anna was hoping that she would 
never under any circumstances have to engage in sex with this crude, 
seemingly brutal man. 

"You're trembling, Anna, and you're sweating," he exclaimed, moving closer 
to her body. 

"I guess I am warm." 

"That's good, because I'm warm, too," Bruno laughed. "You know, it isn't the 
easiest thing in the world to guard somebody like you." 

"But why?" Anna sat up in her bed and looked at him with an expression of 
surprise. "I haven't done anything to make your job difficult. I haven't 
given you any trouble." 

"Just the way you walk and the way you breathe gives me trouble," Bruno 
smiled crookedly. 

"I just don't understand you, Bruno. It's like we were talking two separate 
languages." 

"If you try hard enough, I'm sure you can understand me," Bruno said as he 
sat down on the edge of the bed. 

The closer that Bruno got to Anna, the more fearful she became. She found 
this cocky, sardonically grinning man to be totally repulsive to her, and 
she was hoping that he would not seek to become intimate with her. 

"I'm trying to tell you something," Bruno said. "It isn't easy to guard you. 
It's very simple why it's not easy. It isn't easy because of the fact that 
you are so beautiful and I'm obligated to being around you so much of the 
time. Don't you see what that can do to a man?" 

"I don't suppose it has to pose any great problems if a man exercises 
self-control," she shrugged. 

"Nonsense," Bruno said. 

Impulsively his face reddened and he reached out with his right hand. He 
brought it against her face with quick, crackling rapidity. 

"Don't ever talk such ridiculous nonsense to me again," Bruno said. "Do you 
understand me?" 

Anna began to sob. Her head dropped as she cried lengthily. 

"Stop that infernal crying, stop it, I tell you," Bruno exclaimed loudly. 

He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, holding on tightly. He kept on 
staring at her. A few moments later he released his fingers from her hair. 
Eventually he brought his fingers to rest against her face. The tighter that 
he squeezed, the more pain that developed within Anna. She did not like 
having her skin touched in that fashion. 

"You're a bitch, just like all women," he laughed roughly. 

"Are all women bitches?" 

"Well, maybe not all. Maybe just the ones I've dealt with. They're bitches 
because I treat them like bitches." 

"Then maybe it isn't them, maybe it's you, Bruno," she pointed out, her 
heart pounding thunderously. 

Anna recognized that she was overstepping her bounds. Even though Bruno was 
not a member of the High Nazi Command, he was entrusted with the 
responsibility of guarding her. If he ever had reason to submit a terrible 
report concerning her, or if he had occasion to become angry, one way or 
another she could suffer greatly, perhaps even losing her life. So now here 
she was, actually arguing with him, trying to expose his deep-seated 
neuroses. 

"You're being very silly," he exclaimed. "As a matter of fact, you're being 
ridiculous. You don't argue with a man like me. You don't argue with 
somebody who's always right, and I'm always right. Do you understand that?" 

As a means of seeking to make her understand him, Bruno reached out and 
started to tug savagely at Anna's hair. 

"You have very beautiful hair, certainly hair to pull on," he laughed. "Do 
you understand what I'm saying?" 

"Yes, I understand," Anna said. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you." 

"Are you willing to prove to me that you're sorry?" Bruno grinned 
sardonically. 

"Yes, I'm willing to prove it." 

"Very good." 

Bruno quickly released his fingers from Anna's hair. He jumped up swiftly 
from the bed, beginning to remove his clothes. With great pride he slipped 
his shorts down his legs, reaching out and making a move for his cock. His 
fingers worked with scorching impact as he let them collide with his hard, 
steady cock. The quicker that his fingers were brought to bear against his 
steaming peter, the more exhilarating the excitement that he felt throughout 
his whole body. He could feel a tremendous degree of wildness and 
explosiveness, and freedom as well. Yes, Bruno thought, he had suppressed 
himself all too long around this beautiful woman. Now he would begin to find 
out just how much enjoyment Lieutenant Colonel Heinrich Von Schumann 
undoubtedly obtained with Anna. 

"Just look at my long Nazi cock," he laughed. "You're so lucky to have a man 
like me around all the time. Come on, get your pajamas off." 

To prove his point, Bruno reached out and made a grab for Anna's pajamas. He 
shook her several times, after which he let her go. 

"Undress, strip, strip quickly," the now-naked Bruno exclaimed. 

While Anna ever so nervously began to remove her pajamas, Bruno reached down 
with both hands and started to grip at his cock. The closer that she came 
toward the act of complete nudity, the quicker that his fingers employed 
themselves with piercing desire as he moved them back and forth against the 
full length of his huge, excited phallus. 

"Ohhh, I like that," he exclaimed. "Ahhh, I like fingering my cock. It's 
such a good feeling. Ohhh, it's a beautiful feeling." 

His hard, ever-eager cock continued to feel great sensations as he worked 
his fingers against it. When he finally released them, he stood with his 
hands on his hips, watching as she finished removing her pajamas. 

Much to his great delight, Bruno observed that lovely Anna was wearing 
nothing beneath her pajamas. When she removed her top, his eyes remained 
focused for several long moments against her breasts. When she removed her 
bottoms, his eyes became hypnotized by the fascinating sight of her thick 
pubic bush. 

Bruno eventually threw himself down on top of the bed, landing with a hard 
thud. Anna listened to the heavy sounds of his breathing. She hated 
everything that this man stood for, but she also knew that it was important 
not to ever anger him. She could see that he had the kind of quick temper 
that could ignite at any moment in time, and she was also convinced that he 
had a very violent side. 

"Ohhh, I'm gonna play with your pussy," he said. "I like those thick, black 
pubic hairs. I really love looking at them. I'm gonna love playing with 
them. Ahhh, I have myself a beautiful little woman to play with, the woman 
I've been guarding. It makes me feel good. I feel good all over." 

Bruno kept on panting loudly as he reached out with his right hand, allowing 
his fingers to work their way inside of her pussy hole. The quicker that his 
torrid fingers slid as they worked their way against her snatch hairs, the 
harder that his heart pounded. 

"This feels so very good," he said. "I just love moving my fingers against 
your pubic hairs. Ohhh, I love stroking with them. I just love it. Ohhh, 
it's a nice feeling. A beautiful feeling, a joyous feeling." 

His fingers kept on sturdily moving as he ground them against her snatch 
hairs. A few strokes later, he reached inside of her pussy and began to 
manipulate his fingers against her clitoris. 

"Ohhh, you're quite a woman," Bruno said. "I'm going to give you a good 
fuck. You're not gonna forget Bruno. No woman who's ever known Bruno 
intimately could ever forget him." 

Eventually Bruno began to exercise his fingers against Anna's thighs. Up and 
down his fingers clutched and twisted as he squeezed at her thighs, enjoying 
every quick, piercing stroke. 

"What nice thighs you have," he said. "You have a very beautiful body, Anna. 
Maybe you are a little bitch, but you're a beautiful bitch. I can always 
withstand a woman more if she's beautiful, even if she is a bitch, such as 
you are." 

Anna did not want to do anything to arouse anger in this insecure, very 
disturbed guard. He slapped at her thighs a few times, causing her to feel 
waves of pain, and she responded to the slaps with nothing more than a few 
winces. 

When he finished with her thighs, Bruno reached out and made a grab for her 
buttocks. His fingers clutched and twisted sharply, manipulating with great 
steadiness against her ass cheeks. 

"I'm gonna fuck you," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, I'm gonna screw your pussy. I'm 
gonna slash with my big dick. I'm gonna grind it inside of you. Ohhh, the 
kind of fuck I'm gonna give you. It's gonna be so beautiful, so very 
beautiful." 

He reached down and once again addressed his fingers to her thighs. He moved 
them up and down her legs, then prepared to launch into some solid, 
determined cock activity. 

"Ohhh, I'm fucking you now," he sighed. "I'm gonna screw your pussy. Just 
get ready, fraulein. I'm gonna slam my cock hard. Ohhh, I can almost juice 
just thinking about it." 

As Bruno prepared to unleash his cock inside of his victim's mound, he 
reached up and made a grab for her breasts. His fingers twisted sharply 
against her nipples, eliciting great pain, but once more she was not about 
to do anything to let him know just how much he was hurting her. 

"What nice boobs," he laughed fiendishly. "Ahhh, I've dreamed about this 
moment. I couldn't take it any longer. So I went out and had a few beers and 
thought about it. Thought about us. I had to work up enough nerve to do 
this. So here I am. Yes, I'm on the threshold of a beautiful fuck. I'm gonna 
push my piercing cock inside of you. Ohhh, it's so beautiful. Just thinking 
about it makes me feel so good. I'm gonna let my thundering cock slash 
inside of you. It's gonna slash so good. Ahhh, I'm gonna really let it smash 
against your pussy." 

His fingers kept on driving against her breasts as he pushed his torrid cock 
forward, allowing it to make its first contact with her pussy. The harder 
that he drove his stiff, spell-binding spear, the greater the pain that Anna 
felt. 

He kept knifing her with his savage cock, manipulating it with devastating 
anxiety as he worked it ever deeper inside of her vagina. The harder that he 
hammered with his spirited pole, the closer that he moved to the state of an 
ecstatic climax. 

"Ohhh, good, so very good," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, I'm fucking your pussy. 
Ooooh, ohhh, what a nice snatch you have. You're a tight fuck. You're just 
the kind of fuck I hoped for. I knew you'd be tight. I knew you'd be a good 
fuck. Ohhh, ahhh, it's so good." 

Bruno's fingers clutched against Anna's breasts as he steadily driving .cock 
kept on working ever more sharply. The steadier and quicker that he drove it 
inside of her slit, the closer that he moved himself to the point of a 
stirring and ecstatic orgasm. 

"Ohhh, I'm about off," he announced eagerly. "Ohhh, it's all gonna shoot. 
Ohhh, it's gonna spray out of my prick. It feels so good. Ohhh, my cock 
feels so good. It's so beautiful. It's so wonderful fucking your pussy." 

A few slashing stabs later, Bruno discovered that he could no longer 
withhold the juices that he had stored up inside of his long, blazing cock. 
The peter fluids started to shoot from the end of his lengthy, hard pole, 
splashing from the end of it and into her mound. 

"Ohhh, I'm off," he sighed. "Ahhh, what a cunt you have. What a blazing 
cunt. Beautiful cunt. Ohhh, it was so good to fuck it." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Elated by his triumph, Bruno sought to enjoy himself even more. 

He threw his head back and laughed triumphantly, manipulating his fingers 
simultaneously against his cock. The faster that he let them unfurl against 
the full length of his savage peter, the closer that he felt himself moving 
toward yet another climax. Yes, Bruno decided, he would have to get his 
rocks off fast. He would have to explode for the second time in a row, to 
drive his cock inside of this beautiful hunk of woman. 

"I'm gonna fuck your throat," he exclaimed. "Just open wide, my love. I'm 
gonna drive my dick deep inside of you. Pump it inside of your mouth. Push 
it all the way to the base of your throat. Ohhh, just talking about it gets 
me so excited." 

Anna's startled, widened eyes observed her brutal lover as he stroked with 
both hands once more against the full length of his stiff, sturdy pole. When 
he released his fingers from his cock, he decided that it was time to charge 
ahead, to push his stiff peter inside of her mouth until all of the juices 
shot from the end of his blazing, driving prick. 

"I'm fucking your mouth," he said. "I'm gonna slash with it. I'm gonna push 
it inside of you. I'm gonna drive it until all of the juices shoot. Yes, 
they're gonna spray in your mouth. It's so exciting." 

Before he launched into his next fuck, Bruno reached down and once again 
began to drill with his fingers against his lover's breasts. He held on 
tightly as he squeezed against her tits, manipulating his fingers with great 
satisfaction and joy as he kept propelling them against her warm flesh. 

"This is good," he laughed. "I love this. I love pushing my fingers against 
you. Pushing them against your tits. Ohhh, I love this movement." 

While his fingers kept on pushing and sinking against her breasts, Bruno 
shoved his sturdy cock forward. He allowed it to push its way inside of her 
mouth. 

"Open wide," he declared threateningly. "If you know what's good for you, 
fraulein, you will accommodate me. Yes, you little bitch. You should know 
who's in charge. I'm very much in charge. I'm gonna keep fucking you. Ohhh, 
I'm gonna keep ramming my big dick inside of your mouth. I'm gonna let it 
slash. My cock is gonna drive inside of you until every drop of juice has 
shot from the end of it." 

Ever so proudly, the maniacal Bruno slashed with his stinging spear, driving 
it all the way to the base of his lover's throat. The harder that he charged 
with his ripping cock, the closer that he worked himself to the state of 
climax, when the juices would start to spurt from the end of his steaming 
pole and into her mouth. 

"Ohhh, my balls are itching," he laughed. "It's such a good, lively feeling. 
Ohhh, I love it. I love driving with my dick. It feels so good. Ohhh, it's 
all gonna shoot. The stuff is all gonna shoot. It's gonna spray out of my 
peter. Ohhh, I'm gonna unleash my juices. They're gonna splash inside of 
you." 

His hard, hammering prick kept on driving ever deeper inside of her mouth. 
The harder that his stinging attack continued, the deeper that he sliced 
with his sturdy, rangy rod as it slashed into the innermost depths of her 
mouth. He kept on slamming it hard against the base of her throat, working 
his way that much nearer to the state of energetic climax when the juices 
would all explode. 

"Ohhh, I love this," he laughed. "It's so good. Ohhh, letting it sweep with 
my long dick. Ohhh, it's a good feeling. It feels beautiful." 

His rangy, decisive phallus kept on twisting as he pushed his dick that much 
deeper inside of her mouth. The harder that he hammered with it as he pushed 
it against the base of her throat, the closer that he worked his way up to 
the point when all of the flowing juices would just have to shoot from the 
end of his stiff, sturdy dick. 

"Ohhh, here I go," he sighed. "Ohhh, it's all gonna spray. Ahhh, it's all 
gonna shoot. It's gonna shoot so nice. It's gonna splash. Ahhh, it's gonna 
splash inside of you." 

He held on tightly, clenching with both hands against her firm breasts. Soon 
the thundering juices began to spurt, spraying from the end of his dick and 
into her mouth. As the flooding stream of sperm continued, he flipped his 
hips back and forth, gasping all the while. 

"This is so good," he said. "Ohhh, it feels beautiful." 

When Bruno removed his cock from her mouth, Anna lay stretched out in a 
daze. He had hammered her so hard and unrelentingly with his prick that she 
could scarcely breathe. So now she was trying to catch her breath as she lay 
there, wondering what he would do next. 

Bruno did not feel like pausing for even a moment's rest. He reached down 
with both hands and allowed his fingers to approach her thighs with 
scorching impact. He moved his fingers up and down with spirited grace, and 
as he kept on letting his fingers connect with her thighs, he pushed his 
tongue forward. He let it move up and down her left thigh. 

After manipulating his tongue steadily against her left thigh for a little 
while, Bruno then permitted it to go to work against her right thigh. His 
tongue moved at a dazzling pace, and even though Anna hated him, she could 
not help but feel certain waves of titillation from the way that he 
continued to address his tongue to her erogenous bodily zones. 

"I'm going to lick your cunt," he finally said. "I'll excite you with my 
tongue. I'll bring you off. I don't like some of those cold looks I've seen 
you give me. I'm going to turn them to warm looks." 

Bruno ever so confidently sank his head down between Anna's legs. He let his 
fingers push tightly against her thighs as he shoved his tongue forward, 
allowing it to stroke eagerly as it worked its way inside of her pussy. 

The faster that his tongue tore and slashed as it made its way inside of 
Anna's mound, the greater the degree of confidence that Bruno felt. It made 
him feel extra good to know that this beautiful woman was his captive in the 
same way that she had been a captive for the Lieutenant Colonel. Even though 
he might have been outranked by Von Schumann, Bruno was every bit as 
powerful in his own estimation when it came to commanding a sexual 
situation. All he knew was that she would have to provide him with every 
measure of excitement that he solicited, and if she at any point failed to 
do so, then she would be in serious difficulty indeed. 

His tongue kept on working with swirling precision, driving ever deeper as 
he kept whipping it inside of her vagina. The wetness began to accelerate 
with the quickness of his strokes, causing him to recognize that his 
activities were generating responses on the part of his lover. 

While his quick, torrid tongue kept on working in a blaze of glory, Bruno 
pushed Anna ever closer to climax. 

His fingers roamed spiritedly up and down her legs for a few minutes, after 
which he then brought them to bear against her breasts. The tighter that he 
pushed and squeezed with his fingers against her fleshy boobs, the nearer 
that he recognized he was bringing her to the state of a wild and 
stimulating climax. 

Bruno's sturdy tongue kept on pushing, driving back and forth as he whipped 
it inside of her nest. By then she was only a few seconds away from juicing. 

He could tell how close his lover was to that dramatic moment from the way 
that she kicked her legs back and forth, responding to his every quick, 
decisive tongue thrust. 

A few moments later the juices began to pour from her pussy, splashing from 
it and into Bruno's waiting mouth. 

When Bruno finished devouring her pussy juices, he released his tongue from 
her mound, then slapped at her buttocks. 

"I've got much more in store for you," Bruno said. "I've been told that once 
I get warmed up, I'm unstoppable, and there's nothing that excites me more 
than the presence of a bitch. Somebody like you. I'll dominate you in every 
way. I'll show you how much of a man Bruno is. I'm really much too good a 
man for you. You'll recognize that in time as well. Isn't that right?" 

"Yes, Bruno," Anna replied softly. 

"That's it. That's the one thing that I expect above all. Obedience. Blind 
obedience and loyalty. That's how our army is structured. Chain command. 
Everybody does his or her own job. In your case, your job is to be fucked by 
me. Do you recognize that?" 

"Yes, Bruno." 

"Now we're beginning to make headway, bitch. As long as you can recognize 
some of these elementary facts, then everything will be fine." 

He reached out with both hands and made a grab for her breasts. The tighter 
that Bruno squeezed, the more pain that Anna felt. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Bruno continued to bark out his commands, and he was determined to see to it 
that his captive lover did not miss a solitary beat. 

"Reach down and play with my prick," Bruno ordered. "It went down some. That 
last orgasm did it. I want you to bring it back up, bitch." 

Anna hated Bruno with a passion. The one thing she detested in any man was a 
cocky attitude and one that was predicated upon disrespect. She knew that 
this particular man had no respect whatsoever for her, and that bothered her 
no end. She detested the way that he could bark at her, and the more she 
thought about it, the angrier it made her. It took a good deal of 
self-control for Anna to shrug off what this maniacal German guard was doing 
to her. After all, if she ever got angry and told him what she thought of 
him, there would be a stern price for her to pay. 

"I want you to just reach down and grab my cock," he repeated. "Time's a 
wasting, bitch. I don't want any time wasted. I want to make the most of 
everything. So come on and start moving your fingers. Move them in a nice 
crisp motion. Keep on grinding them against my cock. Up and down the full 
length of it. You can get it up there. You can get it up there, standing at 
the same proud level where it was before." 

Bruno tensed his muscles. Once again he was conveying a superman image, 
doing the best that he could to impress Anna. Even though she was pretending 
to be impressed by him, down deep she hated him with a terrible passion. 

Her fingers reached down and made a grab for his long cock. Anna could see 
that it had gone down somewhat, but she was every bit as confident that, 
with a little effort, she could bring his cock up to its former hardness. 

Anna's fingers kept manipulating against the tip of his cock. Suddenly he 
began to feel surges of excitement at the nub end of his cock, and these 
same sensations began to be felt throughout the rest of his penis area as 
well. 

"Come on, drill me with your fingers," he sighed. "Keep driving those 
fingers. Move them, fraulein. Come on, you little bitch. Keep moving them 
against my cock." 

Up and down she kept on steadily working with her fingers, letting them 
drive with swift assertiveness as she let them connect with his cock. After 
a few more intensely applied strokes, Anna noticed that Bruno's cock was 
hardening with great steadiness. Soon it was standing firm and tall. 

"Just look at my hot prick," he said proudly. "It's getting up there. Ohh, 
it's standing so wonderfully tall. Okay, now start fingering my nuts. Come 
on, just circulate those fingers of yours against my balls. I like that. 
Ohhh, finger them . Yes, keep stroking. Ohhh, stroke my balls. Ahhh, I love 
that action. Yes, give me some nice stroke technique. Your fingers will do 
it. You'll get me turned on." 

Bruno's hips began to twitch and sway with ever-mounting excitement as his 
captive lover reached out with both hands and began to grind with her 
fingers, manipulating them steadily as she worked them up and down the full 
length of his cock. Immediately she switched the attention to his balls, 
allowing her fingers to race with great steadiness as they came into contact 
with his testicles. The longer that she squeezed with both hands, the more 
excitement that generated in his testicles. 

"I love this," he said. "You've gotten me up there. Okay, you can turn loose 
now. Come on, turn those fingers loose from my balls. Turn them loose right 
now, Anna." 

She removed her fingers from his testicles, and after she did. Bruno reached 
out and made a grab for her. He threw his arms around her body, letting them 
cling tightly to her flesh, supplying enough pressure so that she could feel 
the sting. 

As he held on with great tightness, he pushed his bulging chest forward, 
allowing it to smash against her breasts. As his arms clung to her, he 
shoved his lips forward, allowing them to make quick, steady contact with 
her lips. The longer that their lips remained firmly pressed against each 
other, the more excitement that he felt rippling through his whole body. If 
there was one thing that Bruno was certain of, it was getting off his rocks 
in short order, about as soon as he desired to. 

Even though he was tempted to go off immediately, Bruno decided against it. 
He felt that it was important to let the action build for a little longer 
before he let the stirring juices splash from the end of his long, 
thoroughly excited cock. 

"Okay, I'm going to go after you," he laughed. "We're gonna have another 
good fuck." 

Bruno reached out with both hands and made a quick grab for Anna's ass 
cheeks. He squeezed ever so tightly, allowing his fingers to press against 
the firm, warm skin. The tighter that he pressed with both hands, the more 
invigorated he felt throughout his whole body. 

"Ohhh, that's so nice," he said. "What a nice firm butt. I love touching it. 
I love the looks of that ass. I dreamed of making love to that ass for a 
long time. Well, now I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna do anything with your ass 
that I want to. Isn't that right, bitch?" 

"Yes, that's right," Anna replied. 

"Certainly it is. Ohhh, I love letting my fingers plunge against your crisp 
flesh. It feels so good to me." 

While he held on with stiff precision, his cock and balls roasted with glee. 
Bruno could feel the waves of hot, profuse enthusiasm in his testicles, and 
he knew just how badly he needed to get into even more intimate contact than 
what he was engaging in at that moment. 

"Ooooh, I love touching you," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, I love holding onto your 
ass cheeks." 

He kept on squeezing tightly with both hands, gripping firmly as he prepared 
to launch into the next phase of the wild, spirited screwing adventure. 

After Bruno felt as if he had received enough in the way of finger 
sensations from grinding his hot flesh against her buttocks, he removed his 
hands and prepared to project his finger forward. He reached out with his 
right index finger and allowed it to make a quick, pulsating grab toward her 
asshole. 

"Ahhh, I'm finger fucking your ass," he laughed. "It's so good letting 
myself go. It's such a great feeling. Wiggle your butt. Come on, I insist 
that you wiggle your butt. I want it to wiggle while I'm flinging my finger 
into you. I like that. I like this kind of blind obedience. If there's one 
thing I'm gonna do, it's train you. Are you gonna be trained?" 

"Yes, Bruno." 

"You'll be trained just like a helpless little seal. Do you understand me?" 

"Yes, Bruno." 

"That's good. It's gonna be done my way. My way and only my way." 

Bruno smiled satanically as he continued to dominate the scene. He kept 
pushing his finger crisply and deeply inside of Anna's anus. The faster and 
longer that he finger fucked her, the deeper that he plunged with his 
sturdy, steady finger. Soon he was grinding it all the way to her rectum, 
and at that point her ass cheeks began to methodically twist back and forth 
under the steady pursuit that he continued to generate. 

"Ooooh, I love that," he sighed. "I love pushing my finger inside of your 
asshole. Ooooh, I love the feeling, baby." 

A few quick, plunging strokes later, he removed his finger from her asshole. 
Bruno felt that the time had definitely arrived. He looked down at his hard, 
thundering cock, which stood every bit as tall and as proud as it had 
earlier in the session. 

"I'm fucking your ass," he announced. "I'm gonna push it inside of your hot 
butt. Ohhh, am I gonna enjoy it." 

Bruno watched as his helpless lover perched herself on all fours. As she 
extended her legs slightly, he reached out with both hands and delivered 
some quick, crisp claps to her buttocks. At first his open-handed slaps were 
light enough, but eventually he began to whack more sharply than before. As 
he listened to the sounds of his flesh crackling against hers, his hard cock 
became more unbearably desirous of action than ever before. 

"I'm fucking your asshole," he said. "My stinging cock is gonna do it. Ohhh, 
I'm gonna pump with it. I'm gonna push with my long dick. Ohhh, I'm gonna 
really plunge with it." 

He rammed his long, lightning pole forward, allowing it to work its way 
inside of her asshole for the first time. 

"Ohhh, I want to fuck it," he gulped. "Keep wielding your butt. Keep 
grinding it from side to side. I just love it. I love pushing my prick 
inside of you. Oooh, it's a good feeling." 

His swift, devastating dagger kept on slashing back and forth, grinding hard 
and deep as Bruno kept on accelerating his pace. The longer that he wielded 
his decisive cock inside of his lover's asshole, the closer that he pumped 
his way to the state of a glorious and invigorating climax, when he would 
reach the moment of supreme satisfaction. 

"Ohhh, you little bitch, you're so tight," Bruno laughed. "Am I hurting you 
with my ass fucks?" 

"Yes, it's stinging." 

"That's good. It's gonna keep stinging. I guess you know I have no mercy on 
you." 

"I realize that." 

"I'm having no mercy on somebody that I'm fucking. You're nothing more than 
a little whore, somebody to satisfy me. Isn't that right?" 

"Yes, Bruno." 

"Tell me that you are a whore." 

"I'm a whore." 

"That's better. I like it when a woman has a little bit of humility, even if 
she is a bitch. Ohhh, I love this. I love pushing my plunging rod deep 
inside you. It feels so good. Ohhh, I'm gonna shoot inside of your asshole. 
It feels wonderful. Ohhh, it's such a great feeling." 

His hard, rocking cock kept on driving fast and deep as he maintained his 
punishing pace. The harder that Bruno kept hammering with his steady, 
decisive organ, the closer that he moved toward the point of climax, when 
the flowing juices would shoot from the end of his diligent dick. 

"Oooh, I'm getting closer all the time," Bruno laughed. "Just maybe I'll 
slap your ass cheeks again. That would feel so good." 

Bruno's passions were constantly intensified by the knowledge that he was 
supplying pain. Not only was his hard, steadfast cock grinding at a quick, 
jackknifing pace as it pushed deep inside his helpless lover's rectum. He 
was also slapping with both hands, allowing his slashing fingers to come 
into fervent contact with her buttocks. 

"Ohhh, I love knifing your asshole," he sighed. "I'm getting so close. Ohhh, 
all the stuff is gonna shoot out of me. It's all gonna spray out of the end 
of my dick. Ooooh, I love this. Do I ever love driving my smashing cock. Do 
I ever love pushing it inside of you." 

A few hot, racing peter thrusts later, the juices were ready to pour from 
the end of Bruno's long, hot dick. He held on tightly to his lover's 
buttocks, moving his fingers back and forth as he watched the thick, white, 
piercing droplets of his sperm spray from the end of his mammoth rod and 
into her asshole. 

"Ohhh, I've unloaded again," he laughed with an air of celebration. Ooooh, 
that felt so good. It felt so good to go off inside of your asshole. I think 
maybe I'll do it again. Yes, I'm sure I will." 

Bruno looked down at his now-limp cock. Determined to pump some fresh blood 
into it, he reached down and began to ever so rapidly manipulate his fingers 
up and down its surface. 

"Just stay where you are," he told Anna. "How does your asshole feel now?" 

"It feels sore. You really did fuck it. You hurt me with your long dick." 

"Yes, I certainly did," Bruno chuckled. "I'll hurt it again, but I'll also 
give you sensation. Plenty of sensation. I'm gonna keep pumping with my hot 
dick. I'm gonna keep on enjoying myself, ohhh, I can't remember the last 
time when I loved it this much." 

His fingers kept on driving up and down his cock until he began to pump 
fresh life into it. After a few more strokes, he released his fingers from 
his sturdy, desire-filled cock. He reached out with both hands and began to 
pinch at her ass cheeks. The harder and tighter that he squeezed with both 
hands, the louder that he laughed. 

"Ahhh, it's great being dominant," he said. "I'm gonna keep dominating you. 
I'm gonna shoot off my juices. This is such a good feeling. Ohhh, it's a 
wonderful feeling." 

His quick, steady fingers maintained effective contact with her ass cheeks 
for a little while longer. As he removed his fingers from them, he reached 
out once more with his right index finger, deciding that it was time to 
finger fuck her again. 

"I'm gonna drive my finger inside your asshole," he said. "I won't keep that 
up for too long. No, I'm just too anxious to get off. I'll be getting off 
inside your ass. Ohhh, I'll be slashing with my cock. I'm gonna really let 
it pump. I'm gonna drive it inside you again." 

Anna continued to hate Bruno, but she recognized she had to tolerate his 
madness. His finger kept on pushing ever sharper, grinding deep inside her 
asshole. Since she had experienced a good deal of pain from his first brutal 
ass fuck, she naturally was in no condition to accept any more in the way of 
pain, but she had no other choice. His driving finger kept on working, 
wielding ever deeper as he let it slash and push inside of her asshole. 

"This feels so good," he said. "Oooh, it feels so good to ram it up your 
ass. It's a good feeling. Ooooh, ahhh, do I like it. I just love it." 

He pumped and pushed for a few more strokes, after which Bruno then released 
his finger from her asshole. By that time he was ready to launch into some 
wild ass fucking. 

"All right, just brace yourself," he said. "I'm gonna fuck your asshole 
again. I'm gonna stampede you with my hot cock. I'm gonna push it, ohh, I'm 
gonna drive it. I'm gonna work it deep. I'm gonna slash with it. I'm gonna 
drive it up your asshole. Ahhh, it's gonna be great. I can feel it by just 
talking about it. Here we go." 

He reached out and made a grab for her buttocks. The tighter that he 
squeezed, the greater the sensation he felt in his tantalized testicles, 
which itched with ever-mounting sensation. 

Bruno propelled his hard, steady cock forward, allowing it to work its way 
inside of her asshole. From the very moment that he first sank his stiff 
dick inside of her anus, she felt a tremendous surge of pain. 

"Ohhh, ahhh," she couldn't help but gasp. 

"So I'm hurting you," Bruno laughed. "That's good. A woman like you needs 
discipline. You can get it from somebody like me. Some of these men can be 
disgusting. They show too much mercy. Not Bruno. Oh, no, not at all. I'm 
gonna keep fucking you with my thundering cock. I'm gonna bring it off." 

His stiff, ever-protruding cock kept on blasting forward, driving at a 
steadily decisive pace as he worked his hot, stiff tool ever nearer to the 
state of a glorious conclusion. 

"Ohhh, it feels good," he sighed. "It feels so good. Ahhh, I'm about off." 

Bruno kept on driving his stiff blade of steel deep inside of his captive 
lover's ass. The harder that he pumped, the greater pain that she was forced 
to endure. 

"Ohh, ahhh, what a hot fuck," he laughed. "Okay, oooh, ahhh, I'm gonna 
juice. Yes, ohhh, it's going off. Ohh, my cock is gonna shoot." 

His whole body shook and sweat began to roll down both sides of his face as 
an intense Bruno delivered the last few swift, decisive strokes inside of 
Anna's anus. His whole body rocked as the torrid juices shot from the end of 
his prick, splashing in a wild avalanche of desire into her anus. 

"Oooh, that's so good," he said. "Ahhh, it's so very good. 

When Bruno removed his cock from his lover's asshole, he got up quickly from 
the bed. 

"I guess I'll be able to sleep well now," Bruno said. "After all, fraulein, 
you gave me a good fuck. As long as you keep cooperating with me like this, 
you're not going to get in any trouble. The moment you stop, I guess you 
realize what the consequences will be." 

"I do, Bruno." 

"That's good. I want you to maintain a sensible attitude. Do you understand 
me?" 

"Yes, I understand you." 

"Good, then we're getting along much better.' Bruno exclaimed. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

The following afternoon Bruno and his fellow guard burst into Anna's room. 

"Get ready, Anna," the other guard barked. "We will be here to pick you up 
at three o'clock. You will be going to the suite of Lieutenant Albert 
Zimmerman. He's one of our great heroes who has just returned from Paris. We 
expect you to give him some excellent times. Do you understand?" 

"Yes. I will be ready." 

"Good. We'll see you then." 

The two guards left and Anna immediately undressed, walking into the 
bathroom and taking a long bath. Several times she burst into tears, 
thinking about how truly lonely she was in Baden-Baden, many miles away from 
her father and mother. She kept wondering just how they were, whether they 
were still alive, and how badly they were being mistreated by the guards. 

As for her, she cursed herself for engaging in self-pity. After all, she was 
at least being well fed and was being kept in a lavish hotel room of a 
German resort hotel. She knew that her beauty of face and form had been the 
only assets that the Nazi High Command had been interested in. She was 
really no more than a trained seal, just as Bruno had told her, but even 
though that was the case, she was in much better shape than most other 
Jewish people like herself who were within the control of the Nazis. 

She took a long bath, then slowly dried off her body. Eventually she climbed 
into a robe and slipped into her slippers, sitting on the sofa and waiting 
for the two guards to appear. 

They re-emerged at three o'clock precisely. They accompanied her to the 
elevator, then to the eighth-floor suite where Lieutenant Zimmerman was 
staying. 

The guards knocked on the door. 

"Please come in," the Lieutenant called out. 

Anna's heart began to race with fear. Every time that she met a strange man 
that she knew she would have to engage in sex with, it made her feel 
extremely uneasy. The same had applied when she had met the Lieutenant 
Colonel. She had been pleasantly surprised over the fact that he was a 
basically gentle man, certainly a whole lot nicer than Bruno had been. She 
hoped that Lieutenant Zimmerman would be the same way. 

Zimmerman was a tall, handsome man with light brown hair and a neatly 
trimmed mustache. He was decked out in full Nazi splendor, wearing his 
uniform, which bore many medals. 

"Heil Hitler," he greeted the two guards. 

"Heil Hitler, sir," they replied. 

"So this is the young lady," Lieutenant Zimmerman smiled, walking back and 
forth in the room and sizing her up from different angles. "Are you wearing 
anything under that robe, my dear?" 

"No." 

"Very good," Lieutenant Zimmerman laughed, winking as he looked at the two 
guards. "I must say that whoever selected this girl had excellent taste. 
She's a perfectly beautiful woman." 

"We feel that one of our heroes from France is certainly entitled to the 
best," Bruno exclaimed. 

"Thank you very much. Well, if you gentlemen will excuse us, I want to get 
better acquainted with this young woman." 

"We certainly understand," the other guard said. 

"You'll be outside the room?" 

"At all times," Bruno nodded. 

"Fine. And thank you, men." 

"Heil Hitler," they saluted. 

"Heil Hitler," Lieutenant Zimmerman replied. 

As the door closed behind the two men, Lieutenant Zimmerman walked over 
closer to Anna. She at least liked the fact that he was tall and handsome. 
As long as he wasn't brutal, she thought, then maybe she could tolerate 
having sex with this man. 

"You may call me Albert," he said, "at least in private. I'll tell you if 
the situation changes." 

"Yes, sir. Or yes, Albert." 

"Better, my dear," he laughed. "I want us to get very well acquainted. The 
first thing I want to do is to pour a little champagne. You can pour it for 
us. This way." 

They walked into an adjoining room of the suite, where there was a huge 
table. The Lieutenant sat down in one of the two chairs at the table. 
Perched atop it was a magnum of champagne. There were two glasses resting 
next to it. 

"Pull it out of the ice and open the champagne," he said. "I was 
specifically waiting for your arrival. I like the fact that the Fuhrer 
believes in doing things in style. When he thinks that an officer has done a 
good job, he doesn't mind rewarding him. That Fuhrer is a very clever man, 
don't you think?" 

"Yes, Lieutenant." 

"That's Albert." 

"I'm sorry. Yes, Albert. He is a very clever man." 

"This is delicious champagne. You know, I brought it with me from Paris. I 
spent quite a few months there. It's a very interesting city." 

"I've heard that it is." 

"That's right, I don't suppose you've ever been there." 

"I've never been outside of Germany," Anna told him. 

He watched as she poured the champagne into the two glasses. She handed 
Albert one of the glasses, then retained the other for herself. 

"To your health," Albert said, raising the glass in a toast. "Better yet, to 
our health." 

They clinked glasses together, then devoured the champagne. By sipping the 
champagne with Albert Zimmerman, Anna began to feel a little less nervous 
about things. So far he had been a considerate and gracious man, very much 
on the order of Lieutenant Colonel Heinrich Von Schumann. She hoped that his 
good conduct would continue, and that she could form at least a tolerance 
toward him. He was such a handsome man that, under other circumstances, she 
concluded that perhaps she could even like him. But after all, she thought, 
he was a Nazi officer and he was taking her in a captive sex situation. In 
addition, it had practically turned her stomach to listen to him speaking so 
glowingly of Adolf Hitler, the man who above any and all others on earth she 
despised. 

As she took another sip from the champagne, lovely Anna began to think about 
how wonderful it would be if she could under any pretext get into Adolf 
Hitler's bedroom. She personally wouldn't care what the ultimate cost would 
be as far as she personally was concerned. If she could just get into a room 
alone with him, she would find a suitable means of killing him. The longer 
that she thought about it, the more wonderful the whole idea seemed to her. 
She thought about the lives that she could save if she could just wipe out 
this madman. 

"You look like you're in a trance or something," the Lieutenant interrupted 
her reverie. "What are you thinking about?" 

"Oh, nothing." 

"It certainly looks like you're thinking about something. At any rate, I 
won't press any further. But just try not to daydream. It makes me feel 
self-conscious if a woman I'm with engaged in daydreaming. Do you understand 
what I mean?" 

"Yes, I do. I'm very sorry." 

"No need for apologies," he laughed. "Just see that it doesn't happen 
again." 

As the Lieutenant finished his champagne, he pointed toward his empty glass. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Albert Zimmerman watched as Anna poured a second round of champagne. 

"I want you to just relax and enjoy yourself," Albert Zimmerman said. "I 
noticed how tense you were when you came into this room. I get the distinct 
feeling that you haven't been with that many men." 

"You're right." 

"Yes, I was in some of the most fashionable bordellos in all of Paris," he 
laughed, accepting his second glass of champagne from Anna. "I can generally 
tell if a woman has been around. You haven't been around that much, young 
one. How many other German officers have you had sex with?" 

"Only one, Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann." 

"I see. So I am the second. I take it then that the Nazi High Command hasn't 
been using you that long in this capacity." 

"No, they haven't." 

"Fascinating. Well, let's finish our champagne." 

By the time that Anna finished her second glass of champagne, she began 
feeling very dizzy. She knew, however, that it would not be a good idea to 
say anything to the Lieutenant concerning her condition. If there was one 
thing she was learning above all else in her dealings with the Nazis, it was 
that they believed in a regimented approach to life. Everything existed as a 
part of a tightly structured chain of command, and since she had no ranking 
at all other than that of a glorified prostitute, she knew that she could 
not do anything to rock the boat without having to pay a stern if not fatal 
price. 

"The champagne is delicious," Albert laughed. "How does it taste to you, 
Anna?" 

"Yes, it tastes good." 

"Then let's have a third glass." 

Anna hated the prospect of having to drink yet more champagne. She already 
felt dizzy, but she knew that she could not say anything, certainly not 
object. 

The champagne glasses were poured and Anna watched as the Lieutenant gulped 
down the contents from his glass. In two quick sips he was finished. 

"Splendid," he said, "splendid. I want you to finish as fast as possible. We 
have big things to do. Great things to accomplish." 

The Lieutenant laughed as he jumped up from his chair. He watched with great 
impatience as Anna stumbled through the champagne, barely able to consume 
the entire contents from the glass. 

"I can see you're starting to really struggle," Zimmerman chuckled. "All 
right, fraulein. You can stop now." 

Anna felt relieved over the fact that Lieutenant Zimmerman did not expect 
her to drink every drop of champagne in the glass. She put the glass aside, 
then ever so slowly climbed up from her chair. It wasn't until she stood on 
her feet that she recognized how wobbly and unsteady she was. Her head spun 
as she stood there looking into the Lieutenant's eyes. 

"The first thing we're going to do now that we've finished drinking the 
champagne, is to take off our clothes," the Lieutenant told her. "You're not 
wearing anything under that robe. I want the honor of removing it. Step out 
of your shoes, my darling. You do that first." 

As the Lieutenant walked ever closer to Anna, he observed the manner in 
which she ever so daintily stepped out of her shoes. By then she was 
beginning to tremble once more as she stood there, waiting for him to remove 
her robe. 

The Lieutenant reached down and made a grab for the sash. He undid it, then 
parted her robe, looking at her smooth, ivory skin. The longer that his eyes 
remained focused on her breasts, the more impressed that the Lieutenant 
became. 

"Just look at those beautiful boobs," he laughed. "Ohhh, I love the looks of 
them. I just love looking at those scintillating breasts. I'm gonna reach 
out and touch them after I take off your robe." 

The Lieutenant's fingers began to tremble with ever-mounting excitement as 
he pulled off Anna's robe. He tossed it to the rug, then reached up and made 
a grab for her smooth, firm breasts. His fingers clutched tightly as he let 
them manipulate over her firmly curvaceous tits. His fingers followed a 
steady outline as he allowed them to grip against her breasts. The longer 
that he fingered them, the harder the bulge became in his trousers. In 
short, his cock needed immediate freedom, and he was determined to provide 
it as quickly as possible. 

"Oh, yes, you excite me just by being here," he told her. "Ohhh, I love 
touching your warm breasts. It excites me so much. Those dazzling, beautiful 
boobs. Ohhh, do I ever desire to touch them. Do I ever love those beautiful 
feelings. Ohhh, I just love running my fingers over your tits." 

Anna was at least happy over one thing. At least the Lieutenant was not 
exerting an undue amount of pressure as he fingered her warm breasts. She 
recalled how brutal Bruno had been when he had sank his fingers against her 
tits. 

After letting his fingers slide methodically over every crevice of her warm 
breast flesh, Lieutenant Albert Zimmerman began to apply his fingers to her 
nipples. His fingers twisted with great precision as he manipulated them 
against her pink nipples. The quicker that he moved his fingers against 
their smooth surface, the faster that her entire breast area began to 
harden. He regarded this as a very good sign. 

"How nice," he said. "I just love touching your boobs. Ohhh, the faster that 
I move my fingers against them, the better that I really enjoy it. Ohhh, I 
love twisting them against your boobs. Ohhh, I love making good contact. 
This is beautiful contact. Ohh, the tighter that I squeeze, the more I enjoy 
it." 

As his fingers kept on clutching against her nipples, Anna looked down at 
Albert's crotch. She observed the huge bulge in his trousers, and she 
recognized that very shortly he would be pushing on to other activities. 

When he removed his fingers from her nipples, Albert looked down at Anna's 
furry triangle. He reached down with his right hand and glided his fingers 
smoothly against her pubic hairs. The quicker that his tingling, twitching 
fingers manipulated against her pubic bush, the harder his cock became and 
the more relentlessly he began to desire some invigorating action. 

Albert decided not to finger his lover off. Instead he wanted to engage in 
some more preliminaries before moving into the scope of activity that was 
that intimate. Albert was the kind of man who believed in proceeding 
cautiously, particularly considering the fact that he was engaging in sex 
with somebody who had not been around to the extent he had been. In 
addition, he wanted her to feel comfortable, since he reasoned that he would 
thereby derive a lot more pleasure from the sex act. 

"You have a beautiful, firm body," he said. "All right, my love, I'm going 
to take off my clothes. Just wait. Ohhh, it's going to feel so good to me to 
fuck with you. I'm gonna enjoy it so much." 

While Anna stood stiffly, she watched as the Lieutenant began to remove his 
army uniform. In a matter of a few minutes, he had stripped down to his 
shorts. 

When he moved into the last phases of the undressing, Albert smiled as he 
reached down and made a grab for his shorts. He wanted to deliberately slow 
things up as he moved into that critical last stage, when he would remove 
his shorts and show his long, iron cock. 

He moved the shorts slowly down his legs, and when they moved past his 
thighs, Anna got her first look at his hard, naked cock. 

A few moments later. Albert stepped out of his shorts. He reached out with 
both hands and started to slide his fingers up and down the full length of 
his long, bulging penis. His fingers moved ever so slowly in the beginning, 
then gradually began to generate seam as he drove them with quick 
decisiveness against his long, thick shaft. 

"Just look at my cock," Albert exclaimed. "It's long and it's proud. I love 
the size of it. 

Anna said nothing, watching as the Nazi officer continued to manipulate with 
his fingers against the torrid base of his long, enthusiastic member. When 
he released his fingers from his stiff prong, he reached out and grabbed her 
by the hand. 

"Come with me," he said. 

Anna said nothing, accompanying Albert into the bathroom. The one thing she 
had learned through what little experience she had had with men under these 
circumstances, was that they did not want to be questioned. Things had to be 
done on their terms and at their own pace. 

She watched as Albert began to fill the bath tub. 

"We're gonna take a bath together," Albert said. 

"Very good," she replied. 

He filled the tub with warm water, after which Albert motioned for her to 
get in first. 

"Climb inside the tub," he said. "I've found that this is a very good way 
for two people to get acquainted. Just look at my long, proud cock. Am I 
ever going to give you a workout with it. I know just how much you need it, 
fraulein. Every woman needs it. You're so lucky to be able to have sex with 
one of the Fuhrer's top officers. If you only recognized just how much of a 
privilege this truly is." 

Once again Anna said nothing. She could see that the Lieutenant was more 
than happy to engage in a certain amount of bragging. 

She climbed into the tub, allowing her smooth legs to dangle over the edges 
of it. The Lieutenant was so overcome with passion just watching her under 
those circumstances that he felt obliged to reach down with both hands and 
manipulate his fingers against his hard, sturdy cock. Up and down his 
fingers pumped as he moved them with great precision, allowing them to race 
sharply against the full length of his stiff blade of steel. 

"Ohhh, I love watching you," he said. "Yes, all sexy men have something of 
the voyeur in them, and I consider myself to be a very sexy man. Do you 
think of me as a sexy man, Anna?" 

"Yes, I think of you as being a very sexy man." 

"That's good, very good," he laughed. "As long as you continue being 
agreeable, then we have a much better change of getting along. I guess you 
recognize what can happen if I give you a bad recommendation. Has that been 
brought to your attention?" 

"Yes, it has," she gulped. ; "All right, my dear. Just keep that in mind. I 
want you to do the best by me and on behalf on yourself. If you do, then I 
presume we have nothing to worry about. If you don't, then you have 
everything to worry about." 

Having given his captive lover her warning, the Lieutenant went back to 
jerking up and down on his long cock. When he finally finished with his 
finger strokes, he released his fingers from his cock. He climbed into the 
tub, after which he reached out and made a grab for her now wet breasts. 

He sat across from her in the tub, and as Lieutenant Albert Zimmerman 
manipulated his fingers against her firm tits, she heaved a deep, intense 
sigh. 

Even though she knew she was in very much of a captive state, Anna could not 
help but react to at least some of the Lieutenant's overtures. He was 
strikingly handsome, and thus far he had not done anything that she would 
consider repulsive. The only thing that had happened that had scared her 
thus far was his stern warning about how important it was for her to do the 
right thing by him as far as providing him with pleasure. 

After she had received his finger strokes on her breasts for a little while 
longer, Albert reached out and made a grab for a bar of soap. He pushed the 
soap bar forward, allowing it to manipulate against her left tit. Back and 
forth he moved the soap, allowing it to skillfully plunge against her warm 
boob. He finished with her left breast, then went on toward her right, 
repeating the same quick, decisive stroke pattern. 

"Oh, yes, I love this," Albert said. "I just love pushing the soap against 
those warm, inspired breasts. I say inspired because that's what they seem 
to be to me. I just love it. Ohhh, I love being around you. I love the idea 
of sex with such a beautiful woman." 

He removed the soap from her tits, then reached out and let it begin to make 
contact against her left armpit. Her whole body started to twitch sharply as 
it responded to each and every one of his quick, decisive strokes. 

"Ohhh, I can really feel it," she exclaimed. "I like it. I like what you're 
doing." 

"That's good," Albert laughed. "I'm glad that I can excite you. I know that 
a girl like you needs some affection, too. After all, if you don't enjoy it, 
then it's going to make life pretty miserable for you, since this is what 
you have to do. It's up to you to please people like me." 

He pushed the soap bar forward once again, allowing it to this time grind 
against her other armpit. After a few more dazzling strokes, he removed the 
soap from her armpit. He pushed it down underneath the water, allowing it to 
come into contact with her pussy, which he tickled with his quick, 
affirmative strokes. 

Anna's body began to splash back and forth in the water. That caused Albert 
to laugh ever so loudly. 

"That's good," Albert said. "We're making good contact." 

Eventually Albert removed the soap from her body altogether. 

"Just rinse off," he said. "That's all you need to do. We're gonna get out 
of this tub and we're gonna make beautiful love." 

Albert reached down and applied some soap to his hard, firm cock. After that 
he soaped down his armpits. Anna watched as he rinsed off his body. He made 
the first move, climbing out of the tub, then drying off his entire body. 

"Come get out of the tub," he said with a tone of urgency. "I want you to 
climb out. I'm going to give you some satisfying attention. Yes, I very 
definitely am." 

The Lieutenant waited for her to exit the tub. At that point he grabbed a 
clean white towel, which he threw around her body. Ever so tightly he 
pressed the towel against her body. As he let it come into firm contact with 
her body, he felt the wild waves of titillation in his cock and balls. 

"I'm so excited I can hardly believe it," he laughed. "We're going into the 
bedroom. We're going to enjoy every bit of this." 

Lieutenant Albert Zimmerman reached out and grabbed Anna by the hand. He 
walked side by side with her into the bedroom. As she stretched out on her 
back in the middle of the bed, the Lieutenant picked up a container from a 
nearby table. 

"This is exquisite imported French perfume," he smiled. "I'm going to 
sprinkle it over your beautiful body. That will give you a more fragrant 
scent. It will make me much more eager to do different things with you, 
particularly to run my tongue inside of different places." 

He dipped the perfume near her armpits, then sprinkled it also close to her 
vagina. He spread the champagne out over other parts of her body as well, 
after which he then put the top back on it and placed it back atop the 
table. 

Albert reached down with both hands and jerked eagerly against his penis. He 
slid his body inside the bed, reaching out and grabbing for Anna's thighs. 
As his fingers twisted and turned against her firm, warm thighs, he pushed 
his tongue forward and let it explore her breasts. He let his tongue work 
ever so dazzlingly as it manipulated against first her left breast, then her 
right. The quicker that his tongue worked against her breasts, the faster 
that her body commenced to twist as it moved from side to side in sharp 
reaction to his movements. 

He kept up his grinding, exhilarating tongue strokes for a few minutes more 
against her breasts. When he finished, he reached with his tongue toward her 
left thigh. His tongue manipulated sharply as he worked it up and down her 
thigh, driving it with precision joy. 

The faster that he would unleash his tongue against his lover's thigh, the 
quicker that her body would dance as she responded to his blazing strokes. 
Anna recognized that the Lieutenant had a commanding way about him when it 
came to exercising his swift, sturdy tongue. 

After the Lieutenant had finished with her left thigh, he then switched the 
action abruptly toward her right, repeating the same kind of swift, 
devastating action. When he finished stroking with his tongue altogether 
against her thighs, he then began to plant his tongue forward and toward her 
anus. 

"I want inside your asshole," he said. "I can get so very excited. Ahhh, I'm 
gonna suck your ass. You smell so beautiful with that French perfume scent. 
It makes you so much more appealing. I'm gonna suck your asshole, and then 
I'm gonna move my tongue around inside of your cunt. Ohhh, what excitement 
I'm gonna give you. It's gonna be so good. It's gonna be so beautiful. Ohhh, 
my tongue is gonna race. I'm gonna push it inside of your cunt and make you 
explode eventually." 

His tongue kept on working, driving with resplendent grace as he pushed it 
deep inside her asshole. When he finished with the swift sucking pace, 
Albert removed his tongue from her anus and decided that it was time to let 
it go to work against her cunt. 

He let his tongue brush back and forth against her pubic hairs. At first his 
tongue moved slowly, but the quicker that he generated the action, the more 
comprehensive that his strokes became. 

After a few minutes of attention that he provided to her pussy hairs, he 
then shoved his tongue with flowing grace inside of her nest. Ever so 
quickly he manipulated it, letting it move with great joy and resolute 
strength as he allowed it to slip inside of her hot nest. The quicker that 
he stroked with his racing tongue, the deeper that he stroked with his 
racing tongue, the deeper that he pushed it inside of her slit as he moved 
her that much nearer to the state of a wild climax. 

While he kept up his swift, excited tongue strokes, he reached down and made 
a grab for her firm, warm thighs. His fingers manipulated with sparkling 
precision and joy as Albert squeezed against Anna's thighs, continuing to 
grind his swift tongue as he worked it deep inside of her warm, wet pit. 

The more intensely that he sucked her pussy, the more fragrant that the 
perfume became as he kept on whiffing it. His driving tongue worked ever so 
zealously as he pushed it that much deeper inside of her hot hole. Now he 
had her on the verge of an orgasm. 

Albert removed his fingers from her thighs, allowing them to clutch sharply 
against her warm buttocks. The tighter that his twisting fingers plunged 
against her ass cheeks, the deeper that his piercing tongue slashed as he 
moved her that much closer to the big moment. 

The juices finally started to shoot from her pussy. They splashed into his 
mouth as Albert worked his fingers back and forth, grinding them against her 
ass cheeks. 

 CHAPTER TWELVE 

Now that Albert had experienced the blissful sensations of Anna's pussy with 
his tongue, he now wanted to get even more rapidly acquainted. 

"Reach out and make a grab for my cock," he commanded. "Come on, just some 
aggressive finger strokes. Move your fingers up and down it. I want you to 
excite me. You can excite me. Just move those smooth fingers. Come on, just 
use them to stroke my cock." 

Her fingers began to collide with his hot, excited cock. Up and down she 
stroked, grinding them with great firmness as they maintained steady, 
zealous contact with his fiery pole. The longer that she let her stroking 
fingers connect with his hot prick, the more bristling excitement that 
Lieutenant Zimmerman felt throughout his whole body. 

"You can turn loose now,'" he said. "Okay, now I'm going to let myself go. 
My cock is gonna slash inside of your cunt. You're gonna get a good ride, my 
dear. I'm gonna plunge with my stiff rod. I'm gonna let it slash until all 
of the juices pour from the end of my long, excited dick." 

He reached out and made a quick grab for her thighs. The tighter that he 
squeezed with both hands, the more excitement that surfaced through his 
loins as he prepared to launch into some quick, assertive cock activity. 

"Okay, I'm gonna fuck you," he smiled. "My long, stout cock is gonna slash. 
I'm gonna pump it inside of you. Ohhh, am I ever gonna give you a good 
ride." 

He poked his hot, affirmative dick inside of her pussy. From the very 
beginning he moved it ever so sharply, letting it slice inside of her. 

As his swift, dazzling cock continued to grind, working its way ever deeper 
inside of Anna's vagina, she began to enjoy what he was doing. This handsome 
man was having a profound impact on her. He had not demonstrated any of the 
brutality of Bruno, and whereas she had considered it more a duty than 
anything else to have sex with Lieutenant Colonel Von Schumann, here was a 
man that she could readily identify with, feeling his every quick, twisting 
stroke as he pushed his sturdy cock deep inside of her mound. 

The more rapidly that he kept blasting with his cock, imbedding it deep 
inside of her slit, the louder that his gasping sounds became. As the 
Lieutenant pushed ever closer to the state of a surging and wild climax, he 
began to exercise his fingers more feverishly than before. 

"Ohhh, what a tight cunt," he exclaimed. "Come on, Fraulein. Keep twisting 
that beautiful butt. Come on, twist it really nice. I love fucking your 
mound. I love fucking this nice tight pussy." 

He reached down with both hands and allowed his fingers to slide piercingly 
against her thighs. The tighter that he squeezed with his fingers against 
her warm flesh, the more spirited his impulses became as his testicles 
tingled and thrilled while he pushed his hard, excited joy stick deep inside 
of her pussy as he closed in on the point of climax, when the hot, fervent 
juices would explode from the end of his illuminated cock and into her 
snatch. 

"Ohhh, this is such a good fuck," he said with ever greater enthusiasm. 
"Come on, keep twisting your beautiful butt. Keep reacting to those stabs. 
Ohhh, do I ever like it." 

His hard, conquering cock kept on slamming that much deeper as he worked it 
inside of her warm, moist hole. While Albert kept up his swift, proficient 
stabs, he released his fingers from her buttocks and allowed them to slide 
up and down against her warm thighs. He squeezed her thighs a few times, 
then let his racing fingers begin to surge as he permitted them to grip her 
fleshy boobs. 

"Ohhh, I'm getting so much closer now," he exclaimed. "Ahhh, ohhh, the 
juices will all shoot. They'll spurt from out of the end of my dick. They're 
gonna splash into your pussy. Ohhh, what a nice feeling. Ooooh, is this ever 
good." 

His stiff, purposeful cock kept on blasting, manipulating ever deeper inside 
of the web of her pussy. Anna kept moving her scorching hips back and forth, 
tightening her cunt as she received the quick, impactful strokes of Albert. 

"I'm so close now," he said. "I can't hold on much longer. Ohhh, keep moving 
your butt. Ohhh, what a beautiful, wonderful butt." 

Albert slapped lightly at her ass cheeks, continuing to pound with his stiff 
prick as he worked it inside of her slit. A few quick, decisive strokes 
later, he felt the broiling enthusiasm in his cock and balls, letting him 
know for certain just how close he was to exploding his thick, white juices 
inside of her mound. 

"Ohhh, ahhh, here it goes," he said, tensing his body zealously. "Ohhh, it's 
all gonna shoot. Ohhh, it's spraying. It's spraying so beautifully. Ooooh, 
ooooh, every drop of the juice. Ohhh, it's spilling so nicely. Ahhh, ooooh, 
it's splashing. It's splashing out of my prick." 

His quick, plunging staff kept on working, driving sharply as he moved it 
inside of her mound. A few timely strokes later the last few drops of his 
thick flood tide of juice sprayed from the end of his rigid prong and into 
her mound. 

"Ooooh, I like that," Albert said. "I loved pushing my racing cock into you. 
I can see that you're quite a fuck, Anna. The German High Command certainly 
knew what it was doing when it picked you. Of course, it always knows what 
it's doing. It's a tremendous organization, very well disciplined. Yes, the 
Fuhrer is a brilliant man and he has a precision group operating behind him. 
I can see that very obviously as far as you're concerned. They've trained 
you very well, my dear. You know just how to please a German officer." 

 CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Albert could not seem to get enough of lovely Anna. 

He looked down at her pantingly, then began to run his fingers through her 
lustrous, dark hair. 

"Okay, I'm interested in a little sucking action now," he laughed. "Are you 
very good at oral sex?" 

"I have to be good at just about any and every kind of sex." 

"I suppose that's true," he laughed. "The Nazi standards are very high. All 
right, my dear. You can start by fingering my nuts. Come on, just stroke 
them really nice. Ohhh, as much as I liked Paris, it was never like this. 
Anna, you are such a temptress. Go ahead, move your fingers. Just let them 
go. Run them over my balls." 

She reached down with both hands, allowing her fingers to twist and turn 
with throbbing grace as she manipulated them against his testicles. The 
tighter and harder that she squeezed, the greater the amount of excitement 
that began to generate through his whole body. She continued to hold onto 
his firm, ever-accelerating nuts, and the quicker and more tenaciously that 
her twisting fingers went to work against his balls, the more enjoyment that 
he derived throughout his entire body. His erogenous zones were becoming 
flooded with great waves of ecstasy as her fingers kept on clutching against 
his balls. 

"Keep up this beautiful action," he said. "Ohhh, fraulein. The way you work 
your fingers. Come on, ohhh, grind them against my balls. Yes, ohhh, I love 
the way you grind them." 

Her fingers kept on registering with stiff, assertive impact as she slipped 
them against his testicles. After a few more scorching strokes, he decided 
that it was time for her to switch to another type of action. 

"Let your fingers go," he said. "Now I want my ass sucked. I want you to 
start grinding with your tongue. Come on, just slip with it. Let it slide. 
Really work it inside of my asshole. Ohhh, I want to feel your piercing 
tongue. I want you to push it inside my hot ass." 

Even though Albert was very definitely ordering Anna to participate in a 
certain act, she did not feel the same type of revulsion that she had when 
the other men had done the same thing. In the case of Albert, she realized 
that she was feeling a very strong personal attraction toward him. She liked 
the way that he conducted himself, even though he was a member of the 
dreaded Fuhrer's regime. 

She pushed her quick tongue forward, allowing it to slide its ways up 
between her lover's buns and into his asshole. Albert's titillated body 
immediately responded, twisting back and forth sharply as she kept on 
driving with her tongue, working it with steady conviction as it sliced 
inside of his asshole. 

"You can go even faster than that," he laughed. "Come on, my dear. Just work 
with your burning tongue. Push it inside my asshole. Ohhh, just let it 
twist. Ohhh, let it slide inside of my hot ass. Work your tongue. Ohhh, just 
let yourself go. Just move that hot, throbbing tongue of yours. Slide it 
inside of my asshole. Ohhh, come on, stroke with it. Yes, ohhh, work it. 
Come on, work it." 

While his hips kept swaying, lovely Anna kept on driving with her tongue, 
pushing it with great skill and desire as it drove ever deeper inside of his 
asshole. The quicker that her plunging tongue twisted, the more invigorated 
he became as his ass cheeks bounced back and forth. 

"Hold onto my ass cheeks," he said. "It'll feel good if you move your 
fingers around them while you're sucking. That'll excite me so much more. 
Come on, my dear. Ohhh, just work that burning tongue." 

The louder that Albert began to pant, the more that beautiful Anna 
recognized she was providing him with all kinds of great excitement. Her 
tongue kept on twisting, moving in a state of throbbing bliss as it worked 
that much deeper inside his asshole. The quicker that her plunging tongue 
twisted, the tighter that her fingers squeezed against his buttocks. 

"Ohhh, you're gonna have to start sucking my balls now," he said. "I love 
the way your tongue's driving. I just love it. You're really giving me some 
sensation. Let's work now with your tongue against my nuts." 

She removed her tongue from his asshole, then began to immediately put it to 
work against his scorching testicles, which only a few minutes earlier she 
had fingered with exquisite precision. Her tongue cut and slashed, working 
energetically as she manipulated it against his testicles. The faster that 
her tongue worked, the more intimate she felt around him. Now Albert 
recognized just how much she was loosening up in his presence, and as her 
twirling tongue kept on making its steady contact with his balls, she knew 
she was pushing him ever closer to the point of an exciting and dramatic 
orgasm. 

"All right, now it's time for you to start sucking my cock," he eventually 
exclaimed. "Come on, fraulein. Ohhh, I expect your tongue to really go to 
work. You've done the job beautifully in every other respect. So now you can 
suck me off. You can bring all that juice out of the end of my pecker." 

She reached out with both hands and made a grab for Albert's cock. Before 
sucking it, Anna decided to gratuitously supply him with some swift, sturdy 
finger movements. Up and down she pumped with both hands, letting her 
fingers slide nimbly as they made their way up and down his piercing spear. 

"Come on, just get me off," he said. "Ohhh, those finger movements are 
great. So now you've got to start sucking. You've got to start driving your 
tongue against my prick. Ohhh, work your tongue. Baby, just grind with it. 
Ohhh, Anna, you're doing such a good job. You're gonna bring me off. Your 
beautiful tongue is gonna do it. Ohhh, come on, suck me. Yes, drive your 
tongue. Ohhh, drive it against my peter. Ohhh, I want you to suck me off." 

Her tongue went to work grinding against the tip of Albert's stiff phallus. 
He reached down and let his fingers slide through her now sweaty hair. The 
tighter that he clutched with his fingers, the more dominated she felt, and 
that actually produced positive results. Anna loved the fact that this 
handsome man was there for her to provide pleasure for. She even for the 
time being was able to forget about the other unpleasant circumstances 
involved. For the moment she was just another woman pleasing the right man. 

Her twisting tongue kept on moving, and the longer she kept it up, the 
faster she ground it as it started to work against the smooth, firm base of 
his rigid prong. 

"Come on, suck me," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, just move your tongue up and down 
my peter. Ohhh, ahhh, suck me. Ahhh, oooh, suck me off. Baby, grind with 
your tongue. Ohhh, plant it. Plant it against me. Ohhh, plant it against my 
solid organ. You've got to bring me off. Ooooh, ahhh, you've just got to do 
it." 

Her flailing tongue kept on moving up and down his long, excited peter. The 
faster the contact that she made, the closer that she moved him to that 
intriguing state when all of the juices would have to spray from his joy 
stick. 

While her tongue kept on manipulating up and down his long, hard dick, she 
reached out with both hands and moved her fingers against his testicles. The 
tighter she squeezed against his balls, the faster that his ass cheeks 
ground. A thoroughly excited Albert reacted by reaching out and sliding his 
fingers through her hair once more. His heart pounded thunderously and his 
breathing came in short, puffy gasps as Albert was systematically guided 
that much closer to the state of an enthralling orgasm. 

"I'm going to shoot," Albert finally exclaimed. "Ohhh, all the juices are 
gonna spill from my cock. Darling, get ready to swallow them. Get ready to 
swallow every delicious drop. It's all gonna spill out of there. They're all 
gonna shoot out of the end of my peter." 

His body rocked back and forth for a few moments more. The torrid juices 
started to spray from the end of his long, pulsating organ, splashing into 
her mouth. 

"Ohhh, it's so exciting," he gulped. "Come on, ohhh, go get it. Go get the 
juices. Every drop. Ooooh, ohhh, do I love it. Ohhh, I love this." 

When she removed her tongue from his cock, Albert's peter became limp. After 
all, he had been through quite a bit in the way of rapid-fire, exhilarating 
sex. 

"Reach out and play with my cock," Albert said in an excited manner. "You're 
so good at all of these movements. My dear, some people are naturals at what 
they do. You're very much a natural. You know exactly what I like. You know 
it by instinct and you give me exactly what I want. Okay, just reach down 
and make a grab for my cock. You can pump some new life into it. Your 
fingers can do this. Move them quickly. Yes, my sweet. Move them fast. Move 
them up and down my long cock." 

He began to gasp loudly, giving Anna the only cue she really needed. She 
knew just how much it would mean for Albert to get off one more time, and so 
she was willing to do her part to help him achieve that goal. 

"How do you like this?" she asked, reaching down and clutching sharply at 
his testicles. 

"That's a good starting point," he gasped. "Come on, just keep those sturdy 
fingers moving. Ohhh, plunge them against my nuts." 

Albert bounced up and down on his buttocks, heaving deep sighs as his 
beautiful and attentive lover kept on working her fingers against his 
testicles. 

"Okay, now you can start playing with my cock," he exclaimed. "Come on, just 
move those fingers of yours. Ohhh, do I ever love it when you stroke me like 
this. Look at that. Already you're starting to pump new life back into my 
prick." 

"Yes, it's an exciting process to be a part of," Anna smiled. 

Albert was particularly excited over the fact that lovely Anna was 
responding in such a positive way. He knew that she had been selected to 
participate in sex with the Nazi officers under compulsion. He was certain 
that she was not acting in this particular case, and that she actually did 
have a burning desire to please him. That made him feel better than ever. 

"That's the way to do it," he nodded. "I like the way your fingers are 
moving. You're sliding them so very nice, my dear. Ohhh, you're really 
moving them against my cock. Ohhh, oooh, ahhh, come on, keep playing with 
like that with my cock." 

Albert watched with great pleasure as his stiff, sturdy peter became 
increasingly more erect. Very soon it had attained its full state of 
arousal, and now it was just a question of time before he would be launching 
into his next act. 

"You can turn loose now," he said. "As a matter of fact, you'd better. If 
you don't turn loose, I'm just liable to juice right here and now, with your 
fingers gliding against my cock." 

"We don't want that to happen," Anna smiled as she removed her fingers. "I 
want to give you every opportunity to get your cock off in whatever way you 
want." 

"That's my girl. First of all, I think I'll bring you off. I think I'll 
finger your pussy until all the juices bolt. That would get you more excited 
and put you in a better frame for what I have in mind to do next." 

Anna was intrigued by the prospect. She extended her legs ever so widely, 
then watched as Albert moved his fingers forward with snake-like slowness, 
allowing them to work their way inside of her vagina. 

At first his fingers moved slowly against her pubic bush. Every time that 
they scraped against her mound, her hips would glide back and forth that 
much more eagerly. 

"Ohhh, I know you like it," he smiled. "That's good. You're a very sexy 
woman. You know how to respond to good sex. That's why I'm able to respond 
to you so easily. Fraulein, you know what it's all about. You know what it 
takes to get a man hot. You're willing to go all the way to please. The more 
you please, the better that I enjoy it. Ohhh, are we ever having a good time 
of it." 

His sturdy, excited fingers kept on stroking as he worked them inside of her 
vagina. Ever so shrewdly, he let his fingers scrape against her clitoris. 
The quicker that he ground his fingers against her clit, the more excitement 
that flowed inside of her as she looked forward to shooting. 

"Ohhh, your fingers are good," she said. "I love the way they're working. 
Come on, Albert, ohh, keep it up." 

Anna could scarcely believe what had come out of her mouth. Here she was, 
begging for more of the same kind of action from the Nazi officer, the man 
who was at least technically holding her as a sex captive. But somehow she 
couldn't feel that way around Albert. She enjoyed his every quick, plunging 
stab as he ground his fingers effectively inside of her hot, wet gash. 

"You're really getting wet," He exclaimed. "So very wet. So very nice. Ohhh, 
I'm gonna have you off in a second. Yes, ahhh, the juices are just gonna 
spray. They're gonna spill out of your hot box." 

A few rapid strokes later, the juices shot from her pussy. As they splashed 
from her sweltering slit, he removed his fingers from her hot mound. 

"Ohhh, this is so very good," he exclaimed. "All right, I'm gonna get inside 
your pussy again. This time I'm gonna shove my big dick into it. I'm gonna 
shove it into your tight mound." 

Once again Anna ever so willingly extended her legs. She watched as her 
lover reached down and grabbed for her thighs. His fingers twisted ever so 
sharply, letting them clutch against her warm skin as he pushed his huge, 
hot dick forward. 

"Ohhh, it's so good driving this inside of you," he panted. "Ohhh, I'm in 
there. Ohhh, I'm inside your pussy. I love this so much. Ohhh, I'm fucking 
you. Ohhh, it's so good to fuck your cunt." 

His fingers stroked against her thighs for a few more moments, after which 
Albert then let them connect in a squeezing motion against her ass cheeks. 
The harder that he squeezed with his fingers, the faster that he drove his 
steady, assertive cock as he pushed it deep inside of her mound. 

"Ohhh, I'm about off," he panted. "What a good screw. Ooooh, ohhh, it's so 
good. I love it." 

His hard, hammering cock kept on driving dramatically inside of her wet, 
tight gash. The harder that he resolutely pumped with his savage spear, the 
closer that he worked his stiff rod to the point of a brilliant and 
exhilarating orgasm. 

"Ohhh, here we go," he sighed. "Ohhh, it's going off. Oooh, I'm off. Ohh, 
what a feeling." 

His fingers dug sharply against her thighs as he heaved a long, determined 
sigh. At that very moment the thick, prolific, white droplets of his sperm 
shot from the end of his bulging tool and into her mound. 

"This has been splendid," the Lieutenant exclaimed. "A perfectly great fuck. 
Ohhh, my darling, Anna, you're so good. Yes, you have been letter perfect. 
I've really enjoyed fucking with you. The Fuhrer has an excellent plan in 
making girls such as yourself available to his Nazi officers for fucking." 

CHAPTER FOURTEEN 

Anna returned to her room with only pleasant memories of her experience with 
Albert. She could scarcely believe that she could respond that strongly to a 
Nazi officer. After thinking it over, she realized that he was more than 
likely a decent man who just happened to be fighting for the wrong cause, 
but was convinced that he was right. 

She spent a quiet evening in her room reading. The Lieutenant had not told 
her when, or indeed, if they would get together for some more sex. She was 
hoping that she could engage him again, since she had so thoroughly enjoyed 
the experience. 

Just before she was about to turn in for the night, she heard a loud, 
insistent knock on her door. 

As she opened it, Anna observed Bruno standing there in the hallway. She 
could smell the scent of beer which hung thick on his breath. He stared at 
her through glassy eyes, then forced his way inside the room, almost 
knocking her down in the process as he pushed past her. 

"Close the door, bitch," he ordered, laughing ghoulishly. 

When Anna instead stood in frozen disbelief, Bruno walked toward the door, 
slamming it menacingly, then locking it. 

"The German military needs to maintain itself in a high state of morale," he 
smiled. "That means that the soldiers have to be entertained in the proper 
fashion. Young Anna, I guess you recognize that you happen to be a very 
important cog. You're our house bitch. Since I happen to be a very horny 
soldier at the moment, as well as drunk, I suggest that we move into the 
bedroom." 

Bruno reached out and ever so crudely grabbed Anna by the arm. He dragged 
her into the bedroom, throwing her down on top of the bed. 

As Anna lay there in a dazed state, she watched as Bruno began to quickly 
remove his clothes. Ever so rapidly he removed his Nazi uniform, then his 
T-shirt and shorts. 

He laughed a fiendish laugh as he reached down and made a proud grab for his 
cock. Back and forth he moved his strong, vigorous fingers, allowing them to 
continue to scrape against his firm penis. 

"Just look at this cock, bitch," he said. "It's a much better cock than you 
deserve, I'll tell you that for sure. Just look at the way I'm stroking it. 
Ohhh, this is a proud cock, a beautiful cock, just the kind of cock that 
you'll like." 

He continued to manipulate his fingers against the long, flowing surface of 
his hard peter for a few more strokes. When he released his fingers from it, 
he pointed toward her, his face curled in a scowl. 

"Take off your clothes," Bruno said. "Get out of that dress. I want you 
completely stripped for action. Time's wasting. I want to get my rocks off. 
That means you'll cooperate with me, bitch, and you'll cooperate in every 
way that I tell you." 

Bruno's eyes widened with ever-increasing anger as he watched Anna lying 
there. Eventually she got the point, recognizing that it was of the utmost 
importance for her to remove her clothes as quickly as possible. 

"Come on, get out of those clothes," he ordered. "Get out of them. You're 
the kind of person who should be out of clothes all the time anyway. You 
serve a purpose, bitch, a very good purpose, and I'm going to take advantage 
of it." 

Once more Bruno reached down and began to play with his cock. His steady 
fingers kept on grabbing the end of it. He would toy with the nub end of his 
sturdy prong for a few moments, after which he would then glide his fingers 
against the full length of his exhilarated peter. 

As he watched her undress, Bruno became that much more worked up. When she 
finally slid her panties down her legs and off of her, he was ready to 
plunge in, to move his stiff, steady cock forward. 

"Okay, you can start by sucking me off," Bruno said. "Suck my ass, then go 
down on my long prick. That'll be a good warm-up. A good way of getting 
Bruno's big, long dick good and excited." 

Bruno laughed fiendishly once more. He knew just how much Anna both feared 
and hated him, but he did not care. The only thing that mattered to Bruno at 
that point was getting all of the satisfaction that he could derive from 
her. 

"Get busy," he said. "Come on, just work your tongue. Work it against my 
balls. Ohhh, come on, really let it scrape. Work your tongue swiftly. Come 
on, no fooling around." 

Bruno lay back, his legs twitching as his unwilling but highly fearful lover 
pushed her tongue forward. She allowed her tongue to scrape several times 
against his nuts, which caused his already agitated body to flow from side 
to side. 

"That's so good," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, come on, just move your tongue 
against my balls. Ahhh, come on, just scrape with your tongue. Ahhh, move 
your tongue very nicely. Ahhh, come on, let's keep up those crisp movements. 
Ahhh, you're gonna have me off very soon." 

While Anna's tongue kept on making contact with Bruno's balls, he reached 
out and ran his fingers ever so steadily up and down her back. Every now and 
then he would pinch against her firm skin, which caused her to move her 
rotating tongue ever more quickly. 

"That's it," he said. "All right, fraulein, now it's up to you to get me 
off. Start sucking my cock. Move your tongue against my big dick. Work it 
against my peter. Ohhh, just slide your tongue. Ahhh, slide it against my 
pecker. Drive it up and down my big organ. Suck me off. Come on, suck me 
off." 

Her tongue shoved forward, moving with dramatic impact as she let it slide 
up and down the entire length of his flaming pole. The quicker that her 
tongue charged, the closer that she drove him to the state of a wild and 
stirring climax. 

He kept shoving his super-charged cock forward, pushing it ever deeper 
inside her mouth as her tongue relentlessly tugged and twisted, manipulating 
against his feverish peter. 

"Come on, keep busy with your tongue," he sighed. "I like the way you're 
driving it. Ohhh, keep it rolling. Slide it against my cock. Come on, ohhh, 
tongue me. Yes, tongue me. Bring me off. Suck me off." 

Her tongue kept on maneuvering, working up and down the full length of his 
stiff stick. A few quick, jolting tongue stabs later, Anna felt the first 
few droplets of his hot liquid spraying from the end of his tool and into 
her mouth. 

"Come on, go after it," he commanded. "I expect you to swallow every drop. 
Yes, bitch, you must perform just like a trained seal. Get every drop of the 
stuff. Come on, collect all of it." 

As a means of proving his point, the brutal Bruno reached out and pulled at 
his victim's hair. He tugged at it sharply, causing pain to spurt through 
her body as she gobbled down the droplets of his now profusely spilling 
cock. The cream kept on shooting, spraying from the end of his thick, sturdy 
staff and into her mouth. 

"Come on, you swallow all of it," he said. "Ohhh, that's it. I guess I've 
got you really trained, bitch. That's good. That's very good. That's the 
kind of obedience I like." 

Bruno reached down and jerked at his cock a few times after his unwilling 
lover had finished sucking him off.' 

"This time I'm gonna plunge my dick inside of you," he laughed. "I'm gonna 
drive it into your throat. I'm gonna keep pumping, keep pushing it. I'm 
gonna slice with my prick inside of you until all of those juices explode. 
Until every drop sprays out of the end of my peter." 

He shoved his thick, excited cock forward, allowing it to work its way 
inside of Anna's mouth. Ever so eagerly he let his stiff prick plunge as he 
worked it into the deepest part of her mouth. He kept on driving it 
forcefully, working it to the base of her throat, then continuing the same 
quick, blood-curdling pace. The harder that he drove his stiff, excited cock 
into her, the closer that he worked his way to the state of a beautiful 
climax, when the juices would once more spurt from the end of his 
dagger-like dick. 

"Ohhh, this is so good," he gasped. "Ohhh, I love it. I love pushing my 
stick inside of you. Ooooh, ohhh, I'm getting even closer. Ohhh, is this 
good. Ahhh, there's nothing like a good throat fuck." 

Anna never hated Bruno any more than she did at that moment. She could not 
even breathe as he kept on pushing his charging body up toward her, driving 
his stiff, sturdy stick inside of her mouth. He reached down and made a grab 
for her firm boobs. He clutched ever so piercingly, letting his fingers push 
against her flesh as he moved that much nearer to the state of an ecstatic 
orgasm. 

"Ohhh, I'm getting closer to shooting," he laughed. "I love it, but I also 
hate it. I realize that it's coming to an end. Ohhh, do I love it. Do I ever 
like this action." 

His swift, driving cock kept on moving, slicing ever deeper as he worked it 
inside of her mouth. 

"Ohhh, ooooh, I'm gonna be off," Bruno said, his body tensing as he drove 
his dick deep inside of her. "Ooooh, ohhh, ahhh, do I love it." 

He reached out with both hands and started to slap at her curvaceous ass 
cheeks. The harder that he slapped, the more intense the pain that she felt 
and through it all Anna was not even able to breathe. How she would have 
liked to have been able to do something to this terribly brutal man, who 
cared about nothing other than achieving his own passionate enjoyment. 

"Ooooh, this is good," he laughed. "Ohhh, here it goes. It's all shooting. 
Ooooh, do I love this feeling. Ohhh, I love the feeling. The stuffs juicing. 
Ohhh, it's juicing out of me. It's great. Ohhh, do I love it." 

He kept on ramrodding with his sturdy peter, allowing the juices to splash 
from the end of his long, thick cock. 

"Ooooh, I've gotten it all out," he said. "I feel so elated. What an 
explosion. What a beautiful throat fuck." 

Bruno finally removed his cock from Anna's mouth. She heaved a deep sigh, 
happy that it had finally all come to a close. 

"You'll learn to like my fucking yet," he laughed. "You might as well get to 
learn to like it, bitch. I'm gonna take whatever I can." 

CHAPTER FIFTEEN 

The following morning Anna went to the baths. 

She obtained a good deal of needed rest. She hated the fact that she had 
somebody like Bruno around her, and she would have infinitely preferred not 
being under his watchful gaze. 

When she finished bathing, the two guards took her back to her room. As soon 
as they dropped her off at her room, Bruno whispered in her ear. 

"Undress and just lie in the middle of the bed, fraulein," he said. "I'll be 
back after lunch." 

Anna stretched out on the bed, awaiting Bruno's return. A few minutes later 
he arrived, and immediately he removed his clothes. 

"Just look at my long dick," he grinned. "I've always got a hard-on around 
you, bitch. You should feel honored." 

"I am, Bruno." 

"I don't believe you for one second, you bloody little liar," Bruno laughed, 
"but at least you're saying the right things. You're trying to make it 
appear like you're happy having sex with me. You aren't yet, and I don't 
know if you ever will be. If you're smart, you'll at least try and develop a 
tolerance about it, because there's probably a whole lot more in store for 
you." 

Bruno threw himself on top of the bed after finishing stripping. He landed 
with a thud, reaching out and making a grab for Anna's buttocks. 

His fingers worked back and forth, grinding against her firm flesh. He 
pushed his tongue forward finally, allowing it to manipulate against her 
left ass cheek. The quicker that his twisting tongue maintained contact with 
her ass, the louder that she gasped as she felt his firm movements. Anna was 
at least trying to make an attempt to enjoy what Bruno was doing, even 
though down deep she knew that she couldn't really do anything more than 
tolerate it. She hated everything that he stood for: She thought of him as 
very much a bully and a man who, at bottom, was very insecure. Since he was 
so braggadocio in his attitude and appearance, she was convinced that such 
an attitude was deeply related to insecurities. 

He pushed his fingers against her ass cheeks for a few more strokes, then 
allowed his fingers to grind against her thighs. Up and down he worked his 
fingers against her warm, fleshy thighs. The quicker that his throbbing 
fingers manipulated, the more enjoyment that he felt, realizing that he 
would be getting his rocks off soon enough. 

While he stroked her thighs, Bruno pushed his tongue forward, desiring to 
lick her left buttock. 

"You have a delicious ass," Bruno laughed. "Ahhh, you're nice and clean. 
You've been bathing in the waters. You're perfect for sucking. I'm gonna 
suck your butt. I'm gonna excite you so much with every twisting stroke." 

Bruno kept up his quick, decisive tongue pace, grinding his tongue solidly 
against her left buttock for a few more moments. When he finished sucking 
her left ass cheek, he then let his tongue go to work against her right. 
With dazzling, driving precision he pushed his quick tongue against her ass 
cheek. Ever so quickly he moved his throbbing tongue, driving it in 
impassioned state of desire. 

Anna kept hearing the sounds of Bruno's heavy breath as he kept on working 
his tongue against her ass. While his twisting tongue stabbed against her 
butt, his fingers kept on responsively sliding as he moved them against her 
thighs. 

When he finished sucking her ass cheeks, he felt that it was time for him to 
drive his tongue against her anus. 

"I want to suck your asshole," he exclaimed. "I'm really gonna drive my 
tongue inside of your ass. I'm gonna suck ass. After I suck ass, I'm gonna 
fuck your ass. I want to get your ass cheeks to start twisting. I'm gonna 
get you so excited with my tongue action that you're not gonna believe it." 

He pushed his quick, probing tongue forward, allowing it to work at a 
blistering pace as he began grinding it inside of her anal passage. The more 
rapidly that his scorching, desirous tongue flung as he worked it inside of 
her, the faster that she couldn't help but respond. Involuntarily her hips 
began to contract and soon her buttocks began to maintain their sharp impact 
as they maneuvered back and forth. 

Even though Anna hated Bruno, she had to admit that he was maintaining a 
good, brisk pace, and in so doing he imparted some wild waves of agitation 
into her body. 

His quick, wiggling tongue kept on driving at a broiling clip, working 
inside of her asshole for a few strokes more. When he released his tongue 
from her anus, he was all set to fuck her asshole. His hard, charging cock 
was ready to grind at a quick, steady pace. 

"Okay, I'm ready to fuck you," he said. "But wait a minute. Maybe I should 
finger your asshole first. I'm gonna do it. Ohhh, am I gonna stab with my 
finger. I'm gonna push it against your ass. Ohhh, I love this action. I love 
letting myself go. You're the perfect bitch to fuck." 

He pushed his right middle finger forward, allowing it to manipulate its way 
inside of his beautiful captive lover's asshole. As her ass cheeks twisted, 
he kept on pumping and pushing that much harder. Once again she could feel 
the waves of pain as he poured every bit of intensity that he could into 
every quick, flowing finger stab. 

"Yes, I'm gonna fuck your asshole," he declared. "My long cock is gonna do 
it. Ohhh, am I gonna stroke you. Ahhh, I'm gonna stroke with my peter. I'm 
gonna push it inside of you. I'm gonna really drive with my cock. Ahhh, 
you'll love it. You'll love it when I start hammering you with my cock." 

Bruno removed his finger from her asshole, the reached out and grabbed her 
buttocks once more. He felt against the wetness of her ass cheeks, which he 
had ever so conscientiously applied his tongue to on so many occasions. 

"I'm fucking your ass," he gasped. "Ohhh, I like it. I like your asshole. 
Bitch, you're a good, tight fuck. Just the kind of fuck I like." 

Bruno shoved his hard, burning cock forward. As it worked its way inside of 
her asshole, he began to charge with his stiff prong that much more rapidly. 
The harder that he hammered with his stiff, sturdy organ, the closer that he 
worked his way to yet another orgasm. 

"Ahhh, I'm always juicing inside of you," he laughed. "Last night it was a 
throat fuck. Okay, so today it's gonna be ass fucking. That's the name of 
the game. When I saw you in that bathing suit at the baths, I thought to 
myself, damned, what an ass. You were born for sodomy, my dear. And I am 
going to see that you get plenty of that kind of action." 

Bruno's long, excited cock kept on driving that much deeper as he whipped it 
inside of her asshole. His hard-charging cock worked with dramatic desire as 
he drove himself that much closer to the point when all of the thundering 
juices would splash from the end of his sturdy stick and into her asshole. 

"Ohhh, I'm so close now," he said. "Ahhh, it's all gonna spray out of there. 
All the juices are gonna shoot. Ahhh, they're gonna spill from my cock." 

His ass cheeks kept on rocking as he ground with his steaming peter. A few 
quick, decisive strokes later, the searing droplets of his hot, orgasmic 
liquid started to shoot out of the end of his bulging cock. 

"Ohhh, I'm off," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, it's such a good, wonderful feeling. 
Ohhh, ahhh, I'm juicing. Yes, ohhh, what a fuck." 

He slapped at his lover's buttocks, then released his fingers from them 
momentarily. He looked down at his still-hard cock. Bruno was very happy 
over the fact that he was ready for yet another fuck, the second in rapid 
succession. 

Once again Bruno reached out with both hands, allowing his fingers to grip 
throbbingly against her firm ass cheeks. 

"This feels so good," he said. "Ahhh, I'm gonna get my rocks off again. Just 
wiggle your butt. Come on, move those hot buns." 

With Bruno's twisting fingers dictating the way, she started to hurl her ass 
cheeks back and forth, preparing for his stiff, plunging attack. 

"I'm gonna wield this thing like a knife," he said. "How is your ass? Is it 
sore?" 

"Yes, it's sore." 

"Very sore?" 

"Sore enough." 

Bruno laughed ghoulishly. 

"Fine, because I'm gonna make it more sore," he told her. "I like nothing 
better than to rip with my cock. I'm gonna rip really good this time. The 
first time was a warm-up, my dear. I'm gonna fuck your asshole even sharper 
this time. I'm gonna put everything I've got into every quick, hot stroke. 
I'm plunging my peter inside of you. I'm gonna drive it. Ohhh, I'm gonna 
bring myself off again." 

He pushed his hard-charging dick forward, allowing it to work its way inside 
of Anna's asshole. Her wiggling buttocks twisted as he reached out and made 
a quick grab for her firm, warm thighs. The tighter that he squeezed, the 
harder that he rammed as he kept on pushing his stiff, plunging dagger 
forward. All the while he was driving that much nearer to the state of an 
ecstatic climax. 

"Ohhh, does this feel good," he said. "Ohhh, come on, keep moving your butt. 
I like a good hot butt that moves. That moves fast. Ooooh, do I like it." 

Bruno squeezed her ass cheeks ever so tightly. Soon, she could feel great 
waves of pain from both the pinching and the quick, plunging ass stabs that 
he continued to assert with his stiff, excited dick. 

"I'm getting so much closer," he sighed. "Ohhh, all the stuffs gonna shoot. 
It's gonna spill out of me. Ahhh, ohhh, this is such good fucking. Ohhh, do 
I love it." 

Bruno kept on jackknifing with his quick, stiff cock, driving it ever so 
explosively and ever so deeply inside of her asshole. All the while he was 
pushing that much nearer to the state of a torrid conclusion, when the 
juices would once more topple from the end of his steadily stampeding dick 
and into her ass. 

"Ohhh, ooooh, do I like it," he laughed. "Your ass is moving faster than 
before. I'm close now. Ohhh, get ready." 

Eager to accommodate him in any way that she could, Anna wiggled her ass 
cheeks as she prepared to receive his juices. A few quick, lunging thrusts 
later, the drops of his thick, white sperm began to cannonade from the end 
of his pecker and into her asshole. 

"Ooooh, this is nice," he said. "Ohhh, I love charging with my cock. Ohhh, 
it's so good. Ooooh, what a fuck." 

When Bruno withdrew his cock from Anna's devastated and now extremely sore 
asshole, he pointed down toward his peter. 

"Pump a little fresh life into it," he said. "Come on, let's not be slow 
about this. Get your fingers moving. Do you love Bruno's cock?" 

"Yes, it's a very good cock." 

"I'll bet the asshole's even sorer now," Bruno laughed, reaching up and 
slapping sharply at her ass cheeks, producing even more pain throughout her 
body. 

"Yes, you hurt quite a bit." 

"Ah, that means I've got a good cock," Bruno said. "A very proud cock. I 
think I'll slap at your ass cheeks some more. It keeps me in the mood. In 
the mood for beautiful fucking." 

He slapped sharply with both hands against her ass cheeks. Bruno kept up his 
quick, decisive action for a little while, after which he then released his 
fingers from her warm buttocks. 

"I'm gonna drive my cock inside you again," Bruno exclaimed confidently. 
"I'm really gonna push my prick. I want you ready. Ready for a good fuck. 
Ohhh, is this ever gonna be good. I keep getting better all the time. And 
your asshole keeps getting sorer, right, bitch?" 

"That's very definitely right, Bruno." 

Tears began to surface in Anna's eyes from the acute pain that Bruno 
produced as he pushed his stiff, sturdy cock forward. He let it plunge and 
stab, and the quicker that he ripped and slashed with it, the deeper that he 
propelled his cock inside of her asshole as he drove his way ever nearer 
toward yet a third climax. 

"Ooooh, good, good, now you're learning how to wield your ass cheeks," he 
exclaimed. "I love the way you move those burning buttocks of yours. Ohhh, 
do I ever like charging with my cock. I love planting it inside of your 
asshole. Ohhh, I'm getting so close now. Those juices just have to shoot. 
They're gonna spray out of the end of my dick. Ohhh, get ready for another 
nice orgasm, bitch." 

His hammering, meaty cock kept on grinding deep inside of her asshole. While 
Bruno continued to fuck her brutally, he slapped sharply at her ass cheeks, 
which reddened under the stiff impact of his sturdy finger contact. 

"Ooooh, here it goes," Bruno said, his body tensing dramatically. "It's all 
gonna shoot. Another beautiful orgasm. Yes, I've got my juices stored up. 
The stuff is all gonna spray. It feels so good. Ahhh, oooh, it's gonna 
shoot. Ohhh, it's gonna shoot nicely." 

He hammered zealously with his" thriving cock, slashing it deep inside of 
her rectum. The tears once again surfaced in her eyes as she felt acute 
waves of pain from his quick, relentless fucking pace. 

The juices splashed from the end of his torpedo, voluminously spraying out 
of the end of his long, flowing hot phallus tool and into her asshole. 

"Ohhh, what a nice fuck," he said. "Did I ever love it. Ooooh, damned, what 
a good fuck. You sure have a great ass for fucking, bitch. Just the kind of 
ass I love to fuck and fuck and fuck!" 

 CHAPTER SIXTEEN 

As soon as Bruno left, Anna took a long, warm bath. 

She felt that it was particularly imperative to bathe after Bruno had 
subjected her to such painful sex. Even though at the time she had been able 
to work herself into at least a semblance of enthusiasm so that he would not 
beat her, she regarded the whole sex experience with Bruno as being nothing 
more than chapters of a Nazi nightmare experience. She considered herself to 
be a Nazi nightmare captive in most respects. The only glimmer of hope that 
she could see, and the only thing that gave her life any true meaning at 
that point in time, was her relationship with Albert Zimmerman. 

After dinner that evening, Anna was visited by Bruno and the other guard. 
She hated the smug smirk on Bruno's face. Anna knew the reason why it was 
there, and she would have given anything to have been able to whip it off. 

"Anna, Lieutenant Albert Zimmerman is expecting you to visit him," he said. 
"I will give you fifteen minutes to get ready." 

"I do not need the time. If he would like to see me now, I'm ready." 

"How wonderful," Bruno laughed, looking at his fellow guard. "This girl is 
learning how to please us. Isn't that great?" 

"Yes, I'm most pleased," the guard nodded. "Very well, Anna. You can go with 
us there right now." 

That evening Albert was wearing a smoker's jacket and a pair of casual 
trousers as the guards entered his suite with Anna. 

"Very good," Albert exclaimed to the guard. "Heil Hitler." 

"Heil Hitler," they replied. 

The guards left, leaving Albert alone with Anna. 

"Come to the table," he said. "I want to drink more champagne with you. You 
know, I've been thinking a lot about you today. I'm really eager to engage 
you in some beautiful sex." 

"Thank you, Albert. I'm anxious to have sex with you, too." 

"This all feels very strange," Albert said, sitting down at the table. "You 
know, when I have sex with girls in houses, it's not like this. It's like we 
have something much deeper, something much more meaningful between us." 

"I know. I feel that way, too." 

"Forgive me for asking this, but did you have any of these feelings with the 
Lieutenant Colonel?" he asked. 

"No, I had none of those feelings," Anna told him. 

"I see. Well, perhaps you'd like to pour the champagne." 

"Yes, I'll pour it." 

Recognizing that Anna did not want to drink a good deal of champagne, the 
Lieutenant allowed her to coast. 

"You don't have to drink anymore than one glass if you don't want to," he 
said. "As a matter of fact, you don't even have to finish that unless you 
really want to. After all, I don't believe in compelling anyone to do 
anything against their wishes. At first I was just interested in 
establishing a pattern of discipline with you. I think you can understand 
that." 

"Of course I can. That's a very important thing. It's very fundamental to 
your entire militaristic approach." 

"Yes, we have a very well-organized army," he replied, "and that means we 
have to do things right. I'll have a couple of glasses of champagne. After 
that we can get into the sex. But I'd enjoy kind of taking my time, letting 
things work out more or less on their own." 

"Yes, I understand." 

"Very good. I'm glad that you do, and because you've taken this kind of an 
understanding attitude, I'm more willing to grant you more liberties." 

As soon as they finished drinking the champagne, they got up from the table 
and walked into the bedroom. Ever so rapidly, Albert removed his smoker's 
jacket. 

"I just have to climb into bed with you," he laughed. "I have to climb into 
bed with you as soon as possible. Does it alarm you that I'm this horny for 
you?" 

"No, I guess that I've stopped being alarmed by just about anything." 

"Yes, I can understand that. A young woman having gone through all that you 
have in this war. I guess it's made a lot of us shock proof in a lot of 
different ways." 

Soon Albert had finished removing his clothes. As he stepped out of his 
shorts, he watched while Anna undid her bra, then pulled her panties down 
her legs. 

When she finished stripping, Albert reached out and made a quick grab for 
her breasts. His fingers twisted back and forth, maintaining quick, decisive 
contact with her tits. The more quickly that his fingers plunged as they 
pressed against her sturdy boobs, the louder that he began to gasp. His 
breathing became increasingly more heavy as he kept on working with his 
fingers, letting them slide as they gripped her warm breasts. 

"This is so good," Albert said. "Ohhh, I love this kind of beautiful 
contact." 

After Albert had faithfully fingered her tits for a few more strokes, he 
pushed his tongue forward and allowed it to work with great swiftness 
against her left breast. The quicker that his tongue charged, the more 
excitement that she felt as he kept on working his tongue, maneuvering it 
solidly against her warm breasts. 

"Ooooh, Albert, it feels so good," Anna sighed. "I don't believe it. I 
didn't believe anything could be this good." 

Anna was surprised by the frankness with which she spoke. She had to admit 
that even with her fiance she had never experienced love making on quite 
this pronounced a level. As his tongue kept on plunging, driving against her 
breast, she was pushed into a state of that much more torrid enthusiasm. 

Her whole body twisted throbbingly as Albert kept up his steady, driving 
tempo. When he removed his tongue from her left breast, he then let it go to 
work against her right. He drove his tongue with skillfully bedazzled 
desire, manipulating it ever so briskly as it kept on moving against her 
warm breast. 

"Ohhh, ooooh, Albert, ooooh, I just don't believe it," she sighed. "Nothing 
could be this good. Ooooh, nothing could. But it is. It is. It's too much to 
believe." 

Albert was experiencing the same feelings. Here was a girl who was supposed 
to do nothing more than supply him with a measure of sexual relief. Even 
though he felt he would probably be having sex with a lovely girl, he never 
anticipated anything like this developing. The longer that he kept twisting 
his tongue against her breast, the greater the feeling became within him 
that this was the woman who meant more to him than any that he had ever met 
in his entire life. 

After Albert finished sucking beautiful Anna's breasts, he moved his tongue 
downward and let it begin to spiritedly attack her left thigh. Up and down 
his tongue swooped, continuing to make quick, firm, ever-steady contact with 
her thigh. 

The more rapidly that his twisting tongue continued to confront her thigh, 
the louder the gasping sounds that she emitted, letting him know all the 
while through her mannerisms as well just how much she loved and appreciated 
his movements. Her captivated hips kept on grinding, working rapidly from 
side to side as she kept receiving his swift, rapid-fire tongue strokes. The 
faster that his tongue generated against her thigh, the louder that she 
begged him to engage in more of the same kind of stimulating physical 
action. 

"Honey, that plunging tongue is beautiful," Anna exclaimed. "My darling, 
ohhh, I love it so much. I love the way your tongue is moving. You're really 
pushing it against my thigh. Ohhh, keep up the stroking. Yes, ohhh, stroke 
my hot thigh. Oooooh, the way your tongue's moving. I love it, ohhh, I 
really love it." 

After a few more strokes, Albert removed his tongue from her left thigh and 
let it go to work against her right. His tongue kept connecting with the 
same amount of invigorated passion that he had displayed when he had sucked 
her left thigh. 

"Ohhh, keep it going," she panted. "Ooooh, ahhh, suck my hot thigh. Keep it 
going, ooooh, darling, ohhh, I love it." 

Her body kept on reeling under the stiff, non-stop attack of her lover. The 
more quickly that he kept on racing his hot, rotating tongue against her 
thigh, the more eagerly she anticipated even more intimate action, when she 
knew that she would get her pussy sucked. 

After he finished sucking her thighs, Albert removed his tongue from them 
and proceeded to thrust it forward toward her mound. 

"I'll bring you off, and then we'll get into other action," he told her. 
"Ohhh, that's it, baby. I love the way your body's moving. I can see you've 
already worked up a sweat." 

"Of course," she exclaimed pantingly. "I can't help but get excited with you 
sucking me like this. Ohhh, my dear, ohhh, I love your charging tongue. I 
love the way you plant it. Ooooh, keep it gliding. Ohhh, move it around 
inside of my pussy. Bring me off, my sweet. Let your charging tongue go to 
work. Let it grind inside of my pussy. Really let it move. Oooooh, come on, 
stroke, come on, really stroke." 

His quick, determined tongue worked its way inside of her sweltering, moist 
vagina. The more rapidly that he twisted with his quick tongue, the deeper 
that he plunged it inside of her firm nest. 

"Ohhh, I'm off," she exclaimed. "Ooooh, baby, I'm off. You brought me off. 
It's so good. Ooooh, it's so very good." 

When he released his tongue from her mound, Anna reached out and immediately 
made a grab for his cock. She wanted to suck the penis of the man who had 
brought her so much joy and satisfaction. Her fingers moved with dazzling, 
scintillating precision as she worked them up and down his huge, excited 
pole. While she kept on fingering his prick, she reached down and started to 
grind with her tongue against his testicles. While her tongue kept on 
sweeping, he continued to feel the waves of excitement inside of his entire 
body. 

"Ohhh, now you're gonna suck me off," Albert said. "That's gonna feel so 
beautiful. Just don't go too fast. I don't want it to end too quickly. Baby, 
you'll bring me off. I know you will" 

Her tongue worked for a few strokes more against his hot nuts. When she 
removed it, she began to grind her tongue with enthusiasm against his 
steaming peter, and the swifter that she propelled it up and down his sturdy 
prong, the closer that he was pushed toward the state of a wild and ecstatic 
orgasm. 

"Keep pushing," he said. "I love the way your tongue is stroking. Come on, 
just keep it going. Ahhh, glide it up and down my cock. Keep on sucking me, 
my dear. Ooooh, ahhh, suck me." 

A few blazing, speedy strokes later, Albert recognized that he could not 
take any more of this kind of sustained action. Her tongue kept on driving 
as it worked up and down the full length of his thick, captivated rod. Her 
fingers kept on maintaining superb impact with his balls, squeezing against 
his soon to be flowing testicles. 

"Come on, get all the juice out of me," he exclaimed. "Ooooh, I'm gonna 
shoot it all out. It's all gonna spurt. It's gonna splash from the end of my 
prick. Ohhh, it's gonna shoot out of me. Swallow it." 

His twisting hips glided back and forth a few more times. She kept on 
listening to the steady cadence of his heavy breathing. Suddenly the first 
few drops of his scorching, white semen started to spurt out of the end of 
his bulging organ. 

"Ohhh, you're gonna swallow it," he declared excitedly. "Your hot tongue is 
working so beautifully. Come on, keep it pushing. Ooooh, keep it pushing 
nicely. Slide it back and forth. Ohhh, catch every drop." 

His fluttering hips moved back and forth as Albert reacted to the orgasm. He 
watched as his overwhelmed lover continued to manipulate her tongue from 
side to side, eagerly seeking to catch the precious morsels of sperm that 
splattered from the end of his dick and into her waiting mouth. 

"Swallow it all," he declared. "Ohhh, that's so good. Ohhh,. so good. Honey, 
ohhh, what a suck you've given me. My darling, ohhh, suck me. Ohhh, keep on 
sucking me." 

She swallowed the last few drops of his scorching penis juice. When she 
released her tongue from Albert's cock, he reached out and ever so smoothly 
ran his fingers through her hair. 

Once again Anna recognized the tremendous contrast between sex with Albert 
arid that which she received from Bruno. Albert was the kind of man who 
possessed a good deal of sensitivity, which he had brought into every sex 
act. 

 CHAPTER SEVENTEEN 

Determined to please her handsome lover in every way, Anna reached out and 
made another grab for Albert's cock. 

"You can't get enough of this," he laughed. "Here I just finished juicing, 
and now you're going for my cock again." 

"That's right. I can't get enough. When I'm around you, I feel so good." 

"I feel that way, too." 

"I love making a grab for your long dick. It hasn't gone down that much, my 
darling. Just a very little bit." 

Albert reached out and made a lunging grab for her ass cheeks. His fingers 
clasped tightly against her firm buttocks, but once again she noticed a 
distinct difference in the way that Albert handled her and the way that 
Bruno did. There wasn't the tremendous pain element present in the manner in 
which Albert manipulated his fingers as he allowed them to move ever so 
twitchingly against her firm ass cheeks. 

"That feels so good," she sighed. "Ohhh, I love that action. I like the way 
that you move your fingers against my butt." 

"Well, I like the way you're tugging at my cock," he said. "Keep it up for a 
few more seconds. That's really all I need. Ooooh, you can stop now. I 
really feel the itch in my balls. Just look at how they're bulging. If you 
play with my cock much longer, I'll just have to shoot. I know it. I just 
know that's gonna happen." 

"Very well, then I'll let go," she chuckled. "We can get right into it now." 

"You're damned right we can," Albert nodded. "I'm going after your pussy. I 
want to fuck your hot mound. I want to really give you a good grinding 
fuck." 

"Ohhh, I want to feel those sensations," she sighed. "Come on, Albert. Just 
push your hot prick inside of me. 

Albert reached down with his right hand, permitting his fingers to begin 
gliding inside of her warm, agitated nest. The quicker that he let them 
plunge, the louder that she sighed as she anticipated some quick, assertive 
sex from him. 

He moved his fingers inside of her hot, excited mound for a few more times. 
When he released his fingers, he was all set to launch into some determined 
fucking. Albert wanted to push his hard, excited dick deep inside of her 
mound, to grind with everything that he had until every drop of his 
piercing, white fluid had shot from the end of his burning cock. 

Albert could feel the scalding sensations in his tantalized nuts as he 
rammed his long, grinding phallus forward. He let it plunge with devastating 
precision as he pushed it inside of her snatch. 

He loved the way that his beautiful lover reacted as she glided her hips 
back and forth, responding to every quick, determined stroke that he sent 
inside of her mound. 

"Ohhh, keep up that charging pace," Albert told her. "Come on, keep your 
body moving that way. Keep flipping those hips." 

As Anna's hot, pursuing body pushed forward, Albert kept on meeting her 
head-on with his quick, lightning peter stabs. The hotter that his pulsating 
cock drove as he worked it inside of her moist mound, the nearer that he 
pushed to the state of a wild and captivating climax. His stiff, erect 
dagger kept slashing, moving ever so deeply and profoundly as he pushed it 
inside of her hot mound. 

"Ooooh, I'm moving that much closer," he exclaimed. "The juices have just 
got to shoot. They're gonna spill out of my cock." 

His firm, racing organ kept on driving, working with vigorous skill and 
desire as he pushed it deep inside of her box. The quicker that he rammed 
with his steely, probing phallus, the closer that he moved to the state of a 
decisive explosion. He kept on ramming with his spirited stick, and all the 
while he was pushing toward that point when he would reach his ultimate 
conclusion. 

While his ramrodding tactics continued, Albert reached down and began to run 
his fingers soothingly against her twisting inner thighs. She loved the 
scalding sensations of his fingers addressing her in such a manner. His 
stiff, churning peter ground that much deeper into her wet, now squishy 
mound, the sound of which seemed to turn him on that much more as he ground 
his way that much more steadily toward the point of climax. 

"Ohhh, here I go," he gasped. "All those juices. Ohhh, they're gonna shoot 
inside of you." 

"My darling," she gasped. "Ohhh, I'm shooting now myself. The juices are 
shooting. Ooooh, they're spurting out of me." 

The fact that beautiful Anna was shooting prompted him to fuck her that much 
more quickly as he drove his speedy, grinding dick inside of her mound. A 
few swift, dynamite strokes later, the phallic fluids began to tumble from 
the end of Albert's cock. They sprayed with voluminous ease, spilling out of 
his hot dick and into her snatch. 

"Ohhh, what a good fuck," he sighed. "Ooooh, it was beautiful. Ohhh, 
shooting inside of your pussy. What a feeling it was. Ohhh, it was such a 
good feeling." 

This time Albert decided to pump some more life into his own cock. His 
fingers reached down and ever so crisply grabbed the tip of his peter. Even 
though it had gone down somewhat after his last orgasm, he could still feel 
wild waves of sensation as he reached down and touched the tip of it. The 
quicker that his burning fingers moved as they slid against the nub end of 
his organ, the greater the amount of excitement that he could feel surfacing 
throughout his whole body. 

"I'm ready to do it again," he said. 

"You're so horny, my dear. There's no end to your fucking prowess." 

"No, there isn't," Albert told her. "This time I'd like to do something I 
haven't done before. I'd like to screw your ass." 

Since Anna was still feeling great soreness from where Bruno had brutally 
ass fucked her earlier in the day, she grimaced slightly. 

"What's the matter?" Albert asked, immediately catching her expression. 
"You've been fucked there that way before, haven't you?" 

"I have been," she nodded slowly. 

"Then what's wrong? I thought you really had feeling for me." 

"Of course I do," she began to sob, "but I'm very sore there. What more can 
I say?" 

"Who else have you been fucking with?" he looked at her with concern. 

"Bruno, the guard," she said. "And not by choice. He just forces himself on 
me." 

"The son-of-a-bitch," he erupted angrily. "I'd like to give him the back of 
my hand." 

"I don't think any of that would do either one of us any good. Violence 
would only cause problems. He feels that he had the right to fuck me 
whenever he wants it, and the Nazi High Command would probably agree with 
him if you tried to do anything to him because of it." 

Albert paused lengthily before answering, reflecting on every word that she 
had uttered. 

"Yes, I suppose you're right," he said slowly and with great reluctance. "It 
just so happens that they would rule him to be in the right. I guess I'm 
getting too personal about this. After all, this is supposed to be just a 
vacation for me, and I'm supposed to be getting nothing out of this than the 
usual amount of physical stimulation." 

"Yes, that's true." 

"But I'm feeling so much more." 

"So am I." 

"As a matter of fact, I'm feeling so much more that I don't want to fuck 
your ass now. If you're that sore and if Bruno's been giving you that 
thorough a going over, it would be taking advantage if I fucked you now." 

"But I'll let you do it if you want to," Anna said. "I'm not trying to be 
difficult at all. I really want you to understand that. I want you to 
understand that above all." 

"Of course, my sweet. It's just that I have a feeling for you that goes 
beyond any act. I want to fuck you, but I can stick it up your pussy again." 

His quick, energetic fingers immediately fastened their attention on her 
vagina. He kept on manipulating them back and forth, driving them with 
sturdy impact as they worked inside her ever-wettening mound. 

When he thought about all the orgasms that had erupted inside of her pussy 
in just a short period of time, it made Albert feel happy. Every time that 
he touched a wet crevice of her mound, he became that much more excited 
about just how much in the way of sensation that they had both experienced 
during that particular evening. 

As he finally withdrew his fingers from her mound, he got set to push his 
torrid cock inside of her snatch. 

"Just get ready," he sighed, "because I'm gonna fuck you again. I'm gonna 
drive it into you with everything I've got." 

"I want to feel it," she sighed. "Ohhh, plunge it into me. 

Ever so resolutely, Albert reached out and once again grabbed for her firm 
buttocks. His fingers touched the warm flesh as he pushed his pulsating cock 
forward, allowing it to work its way eagerly inside of her wet and willing 
snatch. 

While her broiling legs twisted from side to side, Albert kept up his 
hammering pace, grinding his cock relentlessly as he pushed it deep inside 
her mound. The harder that his phallic ramrod kept on manipulating inside of 
her, the more inevitably that he pushed toward yet another orgasm, when all 
of the juices would pour torrentially from the end of his sensation-filled 
organ. 

"Ohhh, you're so tight," he sighed. "So very tight. Ohhh, I'm pushing it 
inside of you. Ohhh, I love this." 

He began to move his fingers up and down her thighs, tearing away with his 
lengthy, steady cock as he moved himself that much nearer to the state of an 
ecstatic orgasm. 

"Ohhh, here I go," he sighed. "Ohhh, what a nice fuck. Ooooh, ooooh, those 
twitching sensations. They're in my balls. They've got to explode. The 
juices just have to shoot. They have to spill out of the end of my dick." 

His energetic spear kept on tearing away, blasting back and forth as he 
drove it deep inside of her willing mound. Finally, after a few more 
strokes, the juices shot from the end of his cock, spraying out of it and 
into her pussy. 

"Ohhh, what a tight mound you have," he told her. "What a scorching fuck. 
Ohhh, it's always good, always great when we get together." 

He kept on putting everything he had into his stiff, grinding efforts until 
the final few droplets of thick, white juice shot from out of the end of 
Albert's prong. 

When he removed his peter from Anna's snatch, he patted her on the buttocks, 
then threw his arm around her as he lay stretched out next to her on the 
bed. 

"Anna, a turning point in my life has been reached," he said solemnly. 

"One has been reached in mine, too." 

"But I really have to talk to you about this dramatic turning point. It's 
going to change everything. It's a risk I never thought I would take." 

"What is it?" 

"I'm in love with you, Anna." 

"I also love you. I think you know that without me even having to say it." 

"I do, but it's always reassuring to hear it, too. I no longer believe in 
the Nazi Party." 

"You don't?" 

"No, I think I stopped after I met you. I heard from the Nazi High Command 
that there was a little Jewess that I could fuck with. They spoke of you 
like you were some kind of animal. I think right after I met you I fell for 
you. I probably tried to talk myself out of it at first, but the feeling was 
there. It kept getting stronger." 

"I felt the very same thing," Anna replied. 

"So anyway, my dear, I started reading more Nazi literature in the evenings 
when you weren't here, and during the day. I know that no longer can I 
believe it. I must leave the army and I want you to join me in my escape." 

"Where can we go?" 

"I believe I can get a plane for Casablanca," he told her. "We can wait 
there. We can both take new identities, and then we can eventually fly to 
London or the United States." 

"I can barely believe what I'm hearing," she said, her eyes filling rapidly 
with tears. "This all sounds so wonderful to me, darling." 

"It sounds wonderful to me as well. You will be taking a terrible risk with 
me, but, of course, I think you realize what will happen if you stay behind. 
There will be just a never-ending series of men, and in the end who knows 
what they will do to you. They might take you out and kill you just for the 
sport of it." 

"I know," she said sadly. "That's something I've had to live with all 
along." 

"Then we will make plans to leave later tonight," he reached out and took 
her hand in his own. 

"I believe we will make it," she said. "I've never believed anything so 
strongly before. This is like a miracle that has come into my life. I do 
believe that we are going to be able to make good on our escape." 

"Yes, my darling, we will," Albert assured her. 


THE END
