Extract One:
She knew what was coming, and squealed happily as Jan kissed his way down her body. She
loved it when he paid attention to her down there. "Oui, lechez ma chatte," she moaned as
his tongue brushed aside her carefully trimmed pubic hair and began to trace her slit,
going down perilously far, and then working its way up again, only to dance around her
clit. On top of the spanking, it didn`t take long for her to reach a climax, and she
moaned and shuddered as Jan deliberately continued to lick her pussy even when it was much
too sensitive for her to bear.
Jan grinned and continued licking as Aimee kicked and clawed at the sheets. It wasn`t
really torture, but it probably felt like it to the wriggling French girl, who was yelling
hoarsely for him to stop. He extracted a final scream by flicking her clitoris with his
tongue before pulling back and wiping his face on her thigh. He looked down with amusement
at the red faced, panting girl.
Aimee shook her fist playfully and said, "Are you trying to kill me?" She puffed and
then held out her arms and spread her thighs wide. "Come her darling. Here is at least one
part of France that does not mind being invaded by you," she said, pointing at her pussy.
Extract Two:
Bauer stepped back cautiously. He removed her leg shackles and watched as she stripped.
He was pleasantly surprised at what he saw when she was naked. Hard work and a shortage of
food had maintained her figure surprisingly well. A glance at her belly revealed no
stretch marks, so she had not had any children. Her Fotze should still be nice and tight.
He had really gotten lucky tonight, and his envy of the Kriminalrat eased. His boss was a
stickler for the rules, but Hartmann looked after his men. He returned Lisette`s wrists to
the shackles, leaving both naked women chained to the wall. He slipped the truncheon into
its holster and rubbed his hands in anticipation.
Lisette glanced at the terrified Odile and back at the grinning Gestapo agent. "What do
you want of us – Mien Herr?" she asked, remembering to use the correct honorific at the
last moment.
Bauer grinned and playfully slapped her sweating flank. "What do I want Fotze? I want
everything. I am going to squeeze you two dry like a couple of lemons, and have a good
time with your bodies while I am doing it. But first, I will search you."
Lisette licked her lips and tried to push aside her terror. The two of them knew
nothing. Their entire group had been captured and their leader had been killed. Perhaps if
this man understood that he would not hurt them. "Please Mien Herr, we are two simple
working women from the town. That man they called Le Renard, the one they killed, he
promised that we would have more food and some simple luxuries for our families if we went
with him." She screamed in shock as Bauer brutally slapped her breast.
The Gestapo agent shouted in her face, "Bitch. Do you think that I am stupid? You and
your friends were planning to kill loyal Germans and help the enemies of the Reich like
that British spy who was with you. I am going to enjoy very much beating all of your
secrets out of you."
Lisette`s eyes widened in horror as she realised that the man really did not care
whether the two of them had any information. He was going to torture them just because he
enjoyed it.
Extract Three:
Tom climbed stiffly out of the bed and squatted over the bucket. She looked up at the man
who was staring at her and said, "Please, could you turn away?"
Stony faced, the man snapped, "Filthy spies like you have no need for modesty. You are
lucky that I do not make you shit out in the courtyard like the animal that you are."
There was no toilet paper, so when she was done, Tom uncomfortably stood up and allowed
herself to be dragged out of her prison and over to the bathroom. She undressed and the
guard shoved her against the rear wall and she watched him pick up a rubber hose. She
grabbed the piece of hard soap that he threw at her and gasped in shock as a jet of icy
cold water hit her. She quickly began to shiver, her teeth rattling despite her clenched
jaw.
The guard rapped, "Wash your filthy body. The Kriminalrat himself is going to
interrogate you, and he will not be pleased if you stink like a dirty English pig." He
turned down the water and allowed Tom to soap herself, and then told her to toss the soap
aside and resumed spraying her with the frigid water.
The jet of water pounded her like a fist, slamming into her body with enough force to
dent her flesh. She nearly drowned when he sprayed her face.
The guard said, "Spread your legs. We must make sure that your Fotze does not stink." He
turned up the water pressure even more and directed the jet between her legs.
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