Chapter 1 - The Plan
The time is fall 1944. The place is Berlin, capital of Nazi Germany. Deep in the bowels of the earth a command bunker is occupied by a dozen high officials of the Nazi party and one stunning blond female SS captain. These Nazis know that the course of the war goes badly even if old Adolf can't see it. Many of Germany's cities lay in ruin from day and night unrelenting Allied bombing, American and British forces push toward the Fatherland from the west and south while the despised Russians are advancing from the east. And the Russians are
repaying the Nazis for three years of terror and cruelty with a horrible revenge. German soldiers captured by Russian troops can only hope for a quick death, but only one in ten will survive captivity. If the soldier happens to have the misfortune of being female, the survival rate is near zero. The nightmare of unending rape and torture will end only when her beaten, bloody body is finally shot and dumped in a mass grave.
The German army knows it must find a way to stop the Russians before they can penetrate into German soil and ravage the population. They are developing a plan so secret that only a few trusted officers will know all the details. One could hardly call it an original idea as it goes back in time as far as man himself;
if you can't beat them with guns beat them with SEX. Simply put, the plan called for the insertion of mistresses into the lives of the high commanders and political leaders of the Allied powers. These women would use their sexual wiles to influence the Allies to make peace with the Nazis and the combined forces of Germany, England, the USA would turn on the Communists. If the world leaders could not be turned, all would be lost. If that happened, Germany would have a last act of revenge. The mistresses would assassinate their chosen targets and
plunge the Allies into chaos.
Before being sent on her mission, each girl would be issued weapons including a special brassiere that shot poison tipped needles. It would be used to kill a lover during an embrace. What the girls would not know was the needles fired both ways and the assassins nipples would be punctured by the deadly darts also.
The Krauts didn't want any witnesses if the mass assassination was required.
Heading up this operation, code named "V Force", would be Captain Freda Shipler. Freda was a bisexual nymphomaniac slut who had worked her way up the ranks from a Hitler Youth recruit, to a truck driver in the regular army, to Officer Candidate School, and now this assignment. The fact that she had done much of her best work on her back with some of these same men was a big factor in her selection. That she had very little actual military experience was overlooked, an oversight that would come back to haunt the operation. Freda jumped on the Nazi bandwagon early, in the late 1920's as a teenager of poor parents she was
working as a cheap call girl when a guy named Adolf started a party that promised a return to German prosperity. Her hatred of the English started when a high born British man had her arrested for robbing him after one of her "dates".
She quickly accepted the Nazi platform and was recruited by the fledgling party where her long blond hair, blue eyes, gorgeous face on top of a six foot, 140lb body with 40D tits made her the model of perfect Aryan womanhood. She had gained a reputation for her oral sex skills with both genders and it was rumored that
at one party function, she had sucked off every man there, swallowing every drop of cum from almost fifty cocks. Even now at the age of 35, few women could match her beauty and even more importantly, few could match her evil nature. Freda had personally murdered two lovers, one male and one female; three rivals, and
ordered the killing of many others during her rise to power.
The Captain now had her mission. She was to recruit 100 of the youngest and prettiest women in Germany. These women were not to have military backgrounds as it was thought that the more naive women would take to the training better, yet another miscue on the part of high command. Freda was also to acquire the
services of 10-12 professional whores to train the recruits in the sexual arts.
Finally from the Women s Army Corps she has to select a small squad of women to act as guards and administrators. Only she and the High Command knew that the whores and army bitches would be killed after they were no longer needed so that security would remain tight. Due to the urgency of the war situation, the plan was to proceed with utmost haste.
Chapter 2 Preparation
Two weeks had passed and Fraulein Captain had been a busy broad. Gathered in the empty bays of the Luftwaffe bombers around Germany were her recruits and conscripts. They would be flown to a secret naval base and transferred to two U-boats that had been stripped of armaments and running skeleton crews to make
room for their load of female cattle. Every effort would be made to prevent any mingling of the crew and cargo. After the boats disgorged their loads they would remain at sea until needed for the return trip. If all went well the mistress/assassins would be ready for deployment in eight weeks.
Freda had also taken the time to test the booby-trapped bra that had been developed by the Gestapo. With two sample bras, she had flown to a concentration camp in Poland near the advancing Russian army. The flight in the Junkers 88 had been uneventful and boring so Freda passed the time by slurping the joysticks of the surprised but happy pilot and copilot. She was tucking the shrinking cock of the copilot back in his pants and wiping the last drops of cum from the corner of her mouth as they started the landing approach. As the busty SS witch left
the plane, the two flyers thanked her for the parting gift, for even as they spoke, the plane was being fueled and armed for a bombing raid from which they would not return.
Freda was driven to the camp in the commandants Mercedes staff car, a short smooth ride that barely bounced her heaving tits. The commandant met her at the gate and escorted her to his office where she informed him of her needs. She would require the 'services' of four prisoners, two male and two female. They had to be attractive and the women had to be bosomy. The commandant assured Freda that a good supply of big busty Russian women were available along with Russian and Jewish men. As it was nearing the dinner hour, the commandant, Col. Oskar Von Holtz, invited Freda to dine with him. A short, pudgy balding man of almost sixty, he had been forgotten in the reams of paperwork at German High Command and languished away as a warden. He had received instructions to aid Freda in any way she required and he hoped to impress her and aid his chance of
getting a combat assignment. After an uneventful dinner, Freda inspected prisoners and selected her four subjects. She choose two big strapping men, new prisoners not yet weakened and sick from the bad conditions. Both passed Freda's test, quickly getting erections as she massaged their genitals. The guards were
instructed to take the men out and bath them, give them a good meal and return them to Freda's quarters in the morning.
From the ranks of the female captives, Freda choose two big blond Russians that spoke German. One girl was about nineteen, 5'11" tall with a 38D bustline and slim smooth hips. The other girl was a little older, maybe twenty four, 5'6" tall with fantastic 42 DD tits and full wide hips. Both girls had the look of a trapped terrified animal in their eyes. The short time they had been in the camp had been an orgy of sadistic rape from the guards. They had also witnessed the deaths of two of their comrades. Two weeks earlier a pair of girls had tried a
suicidal daylight escape. One girl died tangled in barbed wire, blasted in the back by a tower mounted machine gun. The second girl froze and threw up her hands but a sergeant of the guard calmly pulled a Luger and shot her point blank in the chest. The rest of the prisoners looked on in horror as she clutched her ravished bosom and fell dead. Freda knew she could use that fear to her advantage. She also ordered that the girls be bathed and fed, adding, so the two women could hear, that she would have shot, any guard who abused the girls. The
girls were to be brought back to her quarters immediately after their meal.
Freda smiled to herself as the girls were led away whispering to each other. One hour later a nervous private brought the two girls to Freda, who promptly asked the captives if the private had taken any liberties with them. When the girl said no, Freda dismissed the sweating young man and ordered that she not be disturbed. The girls stood in front of Freda covered in long shapeless prison gowns. The Nazi slipped the gowns from the girls shoulders, then removed her own tight blouse and short skirt. Freda wore a black uplift bra and garter belt holding up her nylons. She had no panties and her golden bush was framed between the black garter straps stretching down her splayed legs. The Russians got the hint and the shorter girl, her name was Ivana, knelt down in front of Freda and buried her face in the Nazi's wet womanhood. Freda wrapped her hands in the girls wet hair, forcing her deeper and deeper into the German love muff.
Svetlana, the tall one. got behind the rutting Nazi and cradled her throbbing breasts while mashing her own tits and cunt into Freda's backside. Freda would have liked to bring her riding crop into the mix. She longed to raise welts on the firm backsides of these Russian bitches as they ate her to orgasm, but she needed them to trust her. The three overheated sluts fell on the bed in a pile of arms and legs, with Ivana again face down in Freda's pussy. Now she had reversed direction so her tongue could lap up the hot juice while her own gaping twat smothered the Nazi mistress. Svetlana lifted the head of her Russian friend and sat her pussy down on Freda's snatch while deep kissing the humping Ivana.
Freda writhed under the two slippery cunts then reached under her pillow and extracted a long double dildo, ramming it into Svetlana's waiting quim. Svetlana arched up then fell back, drilling the back end of the dildo into Freda. Freda could feel herself near explosion as she spread Ivana's pussy lips wide and added her fingers to the tongue exploring the Russian cunt. Freda took a sadistic pleasure in massaging, suckling and biting the big erect nipples of the two Russians and her lust built to a fever pitch knowing that tomorrow those four throbbing nipples would feel a much deadlier sting. Once Freda went off it triggered a chain reaction with the two beautiful Russians coming together. The two girls soon fell asleep with Freda between them fingering their wet pussies.
The next morning as Freda had the girls dress in clothing she supplied, she lied about the purpose of her visit. She told them she was to be a member of a diplomatic party hoping to sue for peace with Russia. She would need a couple of Russians on her staff as interpreters and had chosen the two girls. The two girls, looking sexy in their tight red blouses and matching pants, jumped at the chance to leave the prison. Freda had only one caveat. She knew the girls were excellent lesbian lovers but could they resist the advances of horny males. They must pass one last test, to be left alone in a room with a well built man, leading him on, but not allowing him to fuck. No problem, thought the two sultry blonds as they were placed in separate rooms with the two male captives. The rooms were set up with one way mirrors so Freda could watch the fun and it didn't take long.
Ivana lasted only a few seconds before the naked man, cock growing as Freda watched, grabbed the busty girl around the waist and pulled her close. She pushed on his shoulders, preventing enough pressure to fire the bra, but his hand dropped to her ass and his other arm circled her shoulders and he squeezed her in a bear hug as he smothered her lips with his mouth. The bra made no noise as it fired and Freda would not have known it worked except the two people suddenly stiffened and fell over dead, the bosomy Russian face down in the
crotch of the dead man. The man with Svetlana was almost embarrassed to be naked and alone with a
beautiful girl. She had to make the advances, stroking his hair and reassuring him. Slowly he warmed to the girl and they began to kiss gently, then harder and harder. They were sitting on the bed when his hand reached for her firm left tit and he stooped to mouth her matching right breast through her blouse. Suddenly his hand and mouth flew away from the milky mounds and Svetlana got a strange, confused look in her eyes. Then both of them fell over and rolled to the floor, dead from the quick acting curare poison.
Freda had the four bodies moved to an examining room where the dead girls were stripped and the lethal bras repacked. On examining the corpses, Freda found each nipple contained a small puncture wound as planned. A single drop of blood stained each bra cup. Freda was thrilled, not only had the bra worked as planned, but no one had foreseen a scenario were a guy gets it in the mouth. She relayed her results to the Gestapo and returned to oversee the transportation of the trainees.
As the planes arrived the girls were trucked to the sub pens and transferred to the torpedo rooms for the journey. As soon as the last pussy passed the hatch the subs got under way to a small Pacific island that had been "sanitized" of natives by the Japanese at the Germans request. The Japs couldn't understand what the Germans wanted with the island, it was well off any shipping lanes with only a small beach area while the rest of the island had cliffs facing the seas and it was to small for an airstrip. But the Krauts were good allies and
promised the Japs a Super bomb in 1946, so on a moonless night several rubber rafts rowed into the small beach and unloaded a squad of Jap infantry. The following morning they spread out across the island and wiped out the few natives they found.
Most were old and fat and were killed quickly but one native had the misfortune to be young, female, and pretty. As her people fell dead to Jap bullets all around her, she tried to brace herself for the impact of the speeding lead as it ripped through her small body. Soon the firing ceased and she was yet unharmed. She opened her eyes and saw why. Surrounding her were six of the ugliest Japs in the South Pacific, all with their yellow cocks out of their flies and hard as trees. She tried to fight them off but was quickly over powered. Her scream was muffled by the thick dick shoved down her throat. She gagged on the foul tasting shaft as her few shreds of clothing were torn from her body. Forced to her knees with cock still in her mouth, her body racked in agony as a yellow penis forced into her tight anus. The Nips took turns holding her down while others raped and sodomized her virgin flesh. Her small pointed brown titties quivered as she took Jap cock in her cunt, ass, and mouth. Finally
the Japs had all shot their wads.
By now the poor girl was almost out of it. She lay on the ground with cum dripping from her body orifices and failed to notice that the men had zipped up their flys and picked up their Arisaka rifles with fixed bayonets. She did notice the first bayonet slicing into her violated pussy. The scream scared the birds from the trees. She also noticed the second bayonet punching into the firm swell of her lower belly although this scream did
lack volume. Bayonets three and four split her once pert but now bite-scared nipples but she was beyond pain and could only gasp as her life faded. With out a second thought the murderous Nips chucked her corpse over the cliff to join her family as fish food. As they rowed back to their ship they were glad the Krauts didn't want to do their own "sanitizing".
The German request had stirred the curiosity of several Jap high officers and they requested more information from the krauts as to the use of the island. At first the Germans resisted the Japs questions but finally they had to let the Nips in on the plan. The Japs were impressed with the plan and since they had been fighting the Russians of and on since the turn of the century and also realized they could not beat America as things were going; asked that they be allowed to participate. The Germans reluctantly allowed the Japs to send twelve girls and one interpreter to join the group.
Chapter 3 Fatal Flaw
Horst Hodenstumpf didn't like it. He was doing both radioman and navigator duties on a U-699 that had no torpedoes but did have a load of cunts crammed in the tube rooms. Somehow he didn't think a 120lb bitch blown out of a tube would have much effect on a US destroyer bent on depth charging them to hell, unless the US sailors were horny as hell. The crew was under strict orders not to mingle with the women and anyone caught fucking a woman would be shot. He also thought the mission was strange. As navigator he was privy to the coordinates of their destination. Why would they dump all these women on a small island? He knew he had to make contact with his resistance buddies.
Yes, Horst was an allied agent, he had made contact with the allies several years earlier after hearing of a Nazi massacre of a village that was home to some of his relatives. Late one evening as they cruised the Pacific, Horst snuck into his radio room, installed a special crystal, and made contact with an agent in New Zealand. He informed them of what he knew, the cargo, destination and course of the ships. The rest is up to them, he thought. Back on New Zealand the information forwarded by Horst was studied by counterintelligence with mixed thoughts.
Some didn't think it worth the time or effort to investigate but luckily they were overruled by the CO who trusted a Nazi about as far as he could throw one. He sensed something bigger than the information seemed to show. His order was simple; investigate further and evaluate. They had to get someone on that island and find out what the krauts were up to so far from home. Only then could they plan a course of action in response. The next problem was how?
Agent James Honsberger came up with the best idea. Being of German linage and speaking the language flawlessly he would infiltrate the island as a shipwrecked German sailor. He fit the part to a T, plus he had a working knowledge of German subs, it should be no problem to convince the Nazi whores he was one of them. Once in their trust, he could make "friends" with some of the women and then he would use his own 8 inch sexual weapon to extract information during lovemaking. Once he had knowledge of their plans, he would escape via a hidden raft and meet with a sub for the trip back to New Zealand. The CO approved of his plan and gave the agent authority to use whatever means needed to insure success including termination of anyone on the island who got in his way. Even though he was uneasy with the thought of possibly killing women, Jim began his preparations and later that week boarded a sub for the trip to the island.
Chapter 4 The Camp
The subs had surfaced in the middle of the night and began shuttling their cargo of sexy pussy to the island's small beach. Freda had gone in the first raft to be onshore to observe the landing and send out her army cunts to recon a good site for the camp. By first light all the women and some of the equipment was ashore, the rest of the gear would have to wait until the next night. The subs could not risk being seen in the daylight. The scout party had returned and informed Freda of finding a large clearing inland about 300 meters, it would be a good spot to set up the camp and they wouldn't have to clear away much of the forest. It was in fact the site of the deceased natives camp, really to small for the Nazis needs but in the hot weather who wanted to cut down brush and trees? Another mistake!
After seeing the campsite and agreeing that in would serve their needs Freda set out on the business of her mission. She assembled her groups of Amazons in the clearing, it was the first time all of them had been together in on place and even the first time she had seen them as a group. It was as impressive a group as any cock-hound would ever lay eyes on. Off to the east side of the clearing stood 100 of the most beautiful girls the Fatherland could offer. None stood less than 5'7", most closer to 5'10", mostly true blonds with some redheads and a few brunettes. There was not a flabby ass or a flat chest in the bunch. These girls were all in their late teens to early twenties, just coming into their peak of womanhood.
On the west side of the compound Freda assembled the prostitutes, twelve women in their late twenties and early thirties that she had hand, (and mouth!), picked. They did not yet show the wear and tear of their profession although they definitely had a harder edge to their beauty. Lastly in the compound center stood the female army guards. Thirty soldiers from second in command Lt. Anna Schultz, two sergeants and a contingent of privates. Freda had picked her guard with administration and not fighting as her top priority, she also realized that without men she would need lesbian love to fill her cunt and thus selected soldiers that were sexy first, could do filing second and shoot a gun third. She believed that the only gunfire would be after the girls left the island and she had her bitches mow down the whores. Her plan was to send the girls back to civilization on the two subs, then while the whores though they were waiting for a third sub the girl guards would gun them down. Then the guards would board a transport back to Germany not knowing that a sub had been dispatched to blow them out of the water and leave the survivors for the sharks.
Freda now gave her speech and for the first time the assembled group found out the true scope of their mission, There were a few gasps followed by a vocal round of Heil Hitlers for all these cunts were good Germans and would follow their orders to the letter. After the cheering had died down the work of setting up camp began. It was decided to post two guards on either side of the beach back near the jungle line. The posts would be about fifty yards from shore and perhaps two hundred yards apart. These girls could watch for the approach of any unwanted visitors and dispatch them with their Mauser rifles. Three or four girls could patrol the camp perimeter during the evening. It was also decided that the cliff sides did not need guards because of there sheer faces. Bad move! That night the subs came back with the rest of the gear including five large prefab tent barracks and a smaller unit for the commander.
Later a Jap sub showed up with their girls and equipment. Through their interpreter, Freda filled in the Jap girls on the mission. During the speech they stood rigid, showing no emotion. The Japanese girls were a marked contrast to the tall blond Aryan beauties. They were small, doll like females, averaging 5'3" and 100 lbs. All had jet black hair and brown, almond shaped eyes, small round breasts and slim hips. The German girls eyed up their Asian counterparts lustily, dreaming of dominating the small dark haired girls under a juicy blond beaver. After a few hours of sleep under the stars the work of setting up tents and assigning quarters began.
Freda had the five large tents set up in an arc on one side of the compound at some points being as close as 10 meters to the jungle, while her tent, which doubled as a radio room and command center was off by it's self on the opposite side. Twenty five girls and three prostitutes were housed in each of four tents while the guards used the fifth tent. The Japanese girls had their own tent set up next to the row of German tents. An outhouse pit was dug at the very far end of the camp at the jungle edge and surrounded by a canvas drape. In the center of the camp cooking facilities were set up. The camp being complete Freda would begin her regimen of sexual training the next morning. That evening some of the girls who had gotten to know each other on the subs began to pair off and begin their own extracurricular activities. The stillness of the jungle was interrupted by orgasmic cries of hot Nazi lesbians as long wet tongues slipped deep into warm pussies.
Chapter 5 Insertion and Withdrawal
Life in the camp soon settled down into a routine, roll call shortly after dawn followed by breakfast. The girls assembled in their uniforms to attend morning classes in the arts of seduction taught by the whores. Freda tried to make the training as realistic as possible within the limitations caused by the lack of males. The girls would be paired up and one would strap on a hard rubber dildo and play the role of the male partner. Under the watchful eyes of the experienced pros, the girls would make love to each other, switching roles after each encounter. They were taught the intimate secrets of fellatio, how to use the teeth and tongue on the most sensitive areas of a man's penis. They learned how to induce orgasms in themselves and their partners and they learned how to prolong a man's copulation to the utmost.
Due to the heat and humidity, German trainee uniforms were a light weight white one piece tennis dress with a deep V front that had to strain to hold in the young bosoms while the short skirt barely covered the crotch. A swastika adorned the blouse over the right breast. The panty portion tended to cut into a girls ass and cunt so many of the girls did not bother to wear them. Thus in any position except standing straight, the young tarts showed plenty of ass and twat. The Japanese girls wore white silk blouses and red silk shorts. Their blouses semi transparent and showed the dark circles of pert Oriental areolas when dampened by sweat. The whores, being civilians, did not have to wear a uniform and most off them spent their time in bra and panties or other sexy garb.
A light lunch was followed by classes in poise and espionage taught by the commander and her staff. After supper the girls would practice their techniques on each other in the tent cots until falling asleep from bliss in each other arms. The Japs were under Freda's command but in their tent, the interpreter was in control. She maintained a stricter discipline than the free loving Germans. The Jap girls worked hard on physical training during off hours, exercising in skimpy underwear to the amusement of the watching kraut sluts. They were usually too tired by nightfall to worry about sex. The interpreter, being somewhat of a prude, was disgusted at the thought of lesbian relationships and the few Jap girls with the energy and inclination had to slip out of their tent in the middle of the night to meet with their Nazi lovers. Camp life for the girl guards and whores was somewhat more tedious. The whores had to help with the cooking and laundry but other than that their evening were free so if not "supervising" a couple of the young girls they would pair off for their own trysts or play cards.
The girl guards had the toughest life, they were required to wear a uniform during duty hours and because of the long hours some would collapse to sleep in their bunks still clothed. The uniform consisted of a white blouse unbuttoned but tied under the breasts. As usual a Nazi emblem rode over the right breast. Green cotton shorts that hung low on the hips and ended an inch below the crotch completed the uniform. In this heat no one wore underwear with the uniform. Duty rosters included the two guard posts near the beach with a guard shift being 6 hours long, one guard post by the commanders tent and the usual KP and latrine duties along with maintaining training records and such.
Even though the duty was tough, the girl guards still found time for lifes pleasures and an evening never passed without the sound of their tongues slurping wet pussies mixing with the moans of the trainees as the tried out a new technique. Eva Meisner flopped out on her bunk, stretching out her six foot frame. The first couple of days had been rough, what with assembling all the gear and getting into a new routine. Finally she had a chance to rest. The nude swim in the ocean just completed had washed the sweat and dirt of the last two days off her tanned blond body. While walking back to the tent, the warm Pacific breeze had dried her smooth flesh but the long mane of golden hair cascading around her pretty face and the curly patch of blond fuzz guarding her pink pussy still dripped moisture. Her sexy pose, legs slightly spread and hands back under her head, had not gone unnoticed by the other girls in the tent. Paula, another true blond, found herself staring at the prone girl and licking her lips.
Paula had just gotten off duty and still wore her sweaty uniform. She tugged down on her shorts, slipping them off her 36 inch hips. Then off came the blouse, freeing a pair of natural 36C breasts. The rigid pink nipples standing proudly from her tits betrayed her sexual urge to any observant eye. Through the corner of her eye, Eve could see the smaller girl gazing lustily and began to tease her. Eve rolled slightly and brought up one leg so her knee was bent and her pussy in Paula's view. Eve began to rub her muff and slip a finger between her delectable labia. Her free hand massaged her firm breasts and flat belly. Eve glanced over at Paula and smiled to herself when she saw the girl quivering with lust, reaching for her own golden snatch. Eve took the wet finger from her cunt, slowly placed it in her mouth and licked it off, then extended it toward Paula and motioned her over.
Paula covered the distance between them like a gazelle being pursued by a hungry lion. She knelt next to the bunk and planted a wet, deep kiss on Eve's full red lips. Eve responded to the probing tongue exploring her mouth. Her hips began to writhe and she wrapped her hands in the blond hair falling over her face, pulling Paula into harder contact with her body. Hornier than she had realized, Eve wasted no time in taking control. She rammed a long middle finger into Paula's hot cunt and lifted the girl up onto her body. The two girls squirmed in each others arms, breasts flattened together and legs intertwined. Paula began to slip down Eve's body, stopping to kiss and nibble her neck, then spending time suckling the bigger girl's firm tits. Soon she continued her journey, guided by Eve's hands on her head. She traced a path with her wet tongue, between the tasty tits, down the flat hard belly, through a patch of golden fuzz and finally reaching the apex of Eve's womanhood. Eve took about five minutes of Paula's fingers and tongue stretching and drilling her cunt before she knew she was close to cumming. Luckily by this time Paula had turned around and her cunt was in reach.
As her first orgasm exploded, Eve shoved Paula's head hard into her pussy and lifted her own head up into her lovers snatch. She engulfed Paula's clit in her mouth and bit down just hard enough to cause painful pleasure. Paula bucked hard as her cunt responded to Eve's teeth and her face was flooded with the warm sweet juice of Eve's orgasm. She didn't have a chance to react further because she found herself being flipped on her back by the bigger Nazi. Paula felt Eve's strong hands on her ass, pulling her sweet crotch up to Eve's mouth. Paula's own face was straddled by the powerful girl's hips and Eve's wet pussy was mashed into her mouth. Eve worked the smaller girl's body like a fine violin, getting her to a fever pitch, moaning and writhing in passion.
Before letting her cum, Eve turned Paula over on her belly, stradled her back and lowered her head into the pungent ass wiggling under her. Eve drew her tongue from the lower spine down into the crack of Paula's ass, spreading the firm cheeks apart with her hands. She paused for a moment, then drilled her tongue deep into the girl's rosy asshole. Paula gasped, grasped the cot rails tight with her hands, went rigid and burst into climax. It took her thirty seconds to come back to her senses. Eve rolled her back over and lay next to her in the crowded bunk. Sweat covered both girls and the physical effort of their sex combined with the days work suddenly caught up with them. In minutes both girls were fast asleep, arm in arm and face to face.
In contrast to the gentle passion of Eve and Paula, some of the lesbian guards liked their sex rough and started a sort of fighting-fucking contest with regular matches and even a champion. Matches were held every other evening in the center of the compound. The trainees were not allowed to participate but any of the guards or prostitutes could enter. The current champion was a girl guard named Marlena. A street tough young woman of twenty five, the 5'8" brunette had battled all her live to survive in the poor sections of Hamburg. She had been a thief, sold her body to men and women, con artist, what ever it took to keep food in her mouth and clothes on her back. Her features were pleasant to the eye though she could not be called a great beauty. Her best asset was a killer pair of muscled thighs and a slim, tight, hard ass. She had a more than adequate set of knockers, measuring in at 36C and anyone who bedded her down was never disappointed in her abilities.
This evening she had been challenged by a prostitute named Lilith. The whore was a couple years older but about the same size. She to had known some hard times in life so a close contest was expected. Lilith had been born into a good family of substantial means, had good clothes and attended private schools. However when she was seventeen and fully blossomed into a 5'7" brunette beauty, she fell in with a bad crowd. She got mixed up in a botched robbery, was arrested and sent to prison. It changed her life. Disowned by her humiliated parents and totally alone in a cruel, decrepit cell; she was easy prey for the horny male guards who raped the young girl almost nightly. With a ten year sentence staring her in the face, when the crooked warden offered her parole in exchange for serving in a brothel, she readily accepted. She spent three years working in the brothel before she could strike out on her own and by then it was to late to do anything else except sell her body.
The match, as usual, was held at sunset in the grassy center of the campground. Several dozen spectators surrounded the site. Most were paired up on blankets and because the night was chilly, their nipples were engorged and hard, denting uniforms or clothing the scantily clad sluts wore. In contrast to the viewers, the two combatants strode out totally nude. As they walked from their tents and into the night air, the chill affected their boobs also. Flaccid nubs of tissue grew into grape sized, sensitive teats.
The women faced each other and the contest began. Slowly they circled, looking for an opening, fingernails bared, ready to scratch and tear flesh. Lilith landed the first blow. She charge in, faking a blow to the head and when Marlena went for the fake, Lilith drove a foot into Marlena's guts. The crowd of girls gasped as the champion fell backward, perhaps tonight would see a new queen crowned. Maybe but not yet, Marlena sprung to her feet, shaking off the cobwebs, ready for more. Lilith gave it to her, she was behind Marlena and now grasped her in a bear hug. Lilith squeezed for all she was worth, flattening Marlena's tits and causing the guard much discomfort. Suddenly the tables turned and it was Lilith who yelped in pain. Marlena had stomped down on Lilith's foot, causing her to loosen her grip. The guard then dropped down while raising her arms, freeing herself from the hold. Now to retaliate, Marlena drove her elbow into the whore's guts the used the back of her fist to smash Lilith's groin. She howled and Marlena spun around to continue the attack. She threw a punch at the whore's tit's that Lilith side stepped and blocked. Marlena let her hands drop and Lilith snapped a roundhouse kick into her ribs. She followed it up with a hard punch into Marlena's left breast.
The crowd hooted and hollered, sensing Marlena's impending defeat. Lilith sensed it also and got overconfident. She wasn't prepared when Marlena flew from her doubled over position and tackled Lilith, throwing her to the ground. The guard was all over the whore, driving a knee up into her crotch and pummeling her tits with fists and fingernails. Lilith was weakening, she tried to fight back and she got in some good licks but Marlena was setting her up for the finish. The guard backed off and the whore stared to rise, she had taken the bait. When Lilith was crouched on her haunches, Marlena sprung like a cat, catching the whore in a head scissors. The women were on their sides with Lilith's head trapped in the vise grip of Marlena's muscular thighs.
The girl guard rolled, forcing Lilith on her back and her head into Marlena's crotch. Marlena sat back on her, cutting off her air supply. Lilith had no choice but to frantically slap the ground indicating submission. A cheer went up from the spectators and that was a signal for the orgy to begin. The girls watching the contest now fell on each other like a pack of rutting animals. Their libidos had been stirred to the boiling point by the fight and now they paired off in groups of two, three, and more, ravishing each others bodies with fingers, tongues even toes. Marlena relaxed her grip and Lilith gulped need air then dove right back into the guards warm wet pussy. The mass copulation went on till midnight when the exhausted girls finally crawled back to their bunks for some needed sleep.
One would think that the girls would get along with all the group sex going on, but no, bitches will always be bitches and it was about three weeks into the training that tensions began to flare and an unforeseen visitor upset the smooth running camp. Up until that point things had run smoothly. There had been a couple of cat fights, mostly minor things that were quickly broken up by the guards. Only one had gotten out of hand, two whores having a card game got into it over cheating. The accuser, a 5'8" redhead of about thirty sprang up and flung dirt in the eyes of the accused, a slightly taller blond. While the blond tried to clear her eyes the redhead planted a front kick squarely in the blond's cunt. The blond screamed and sank to her knees but when the redhead approached the blonds right fist shot out and up and sank into left heaving breast of the redhead. Now it was her turn to gag and stagger back. They both attacked with claws this time as red grabbed the blonds 38's and blondie did likewise to red's 37's.
This stalemate may have gone on if not for the intervention of Big Bertha. Bertha was the largest Amazon in the camp at 6'4" and 180lb of hard muscle. She was also one of the most beautiful of the guards. Her hair was strawberry blond in all the right places and her body was built like a berserk hourglass. Natural 44"DD breasts strained in the confines of her white blouse that knotted over a 26" waist that then flared into 39" hips that could tame any man and most animals. Supporting all this beauty were a pair of long tapered legs that went on forever. If Bertha's mind had not been poisoned by the Nazis she would have been a great catch. But back to the fight, Bertha merely grabbed each bitch around the neck and yanked them apart, a feat that caused some deep scratches in their tits. They glared at each other as Bertha laughed and suggested they lick each other wounds.
It was getting late in the afternoon when she thought she saw something out in the water. Heidi was at the southern guard post and the suns reflection made it hard to see out on the water but yes something was out there. Heidi cupped her hands and yelled out across the beach to Valerie in the north guard post. Could she see it? Valerie ran across the beach to her co-guard and together they ran to the water line. Now they could make out a raft drifting in with the tide. What they could not see out over the horizon was the periscope of the USS Devilfish as it submerged after setting out the raft and it's contents. They also could not have known that the prior evening agent Jim had made a visit to the island to hide another inflatable raft and gear to use for his escape. The raft made it's way closer to the beach and both girls lifted their rifles but as it drifted closer they noticed U-704 painted on the raft.
"It's German" said Heidi. "There is a man in it." squealed Valerie. "I'll run back for help and you watch him." By now the raft had beached itself and Heidi stood over the man inside. He had been out there for some time she thought gazing at his beard and sunburn. She also couldn't help but notice that he was very handsome and muscular. She found herself fingering her twat and wondering what she might find in his pants. Her thoughts were interrupted by the return of Valerie with two other guards. After reviving the man with cool water the other two guards escorted him back to camp to be interrogated by Freda. The sight of a hunk of a man in the torn remains of a German submariners uniform being helped into camp by two busty broads created quite a stir among the cock starved bimbos. They tried to get close enough to feel him up but his two helpers sternly shouted them away, they really wanting him for themselves.
Hearing the commotion, Freda had come out from her tent where moments earlier a private had her tongue buried in the Captain's privates. The bitches didn't notice Freda buttoning the front of her white uniform shorts as she strode out. "What goes on here?" asked Freda as her eyes drank in the 6'2" 220lb hunk of man flesh in front of her. The guard explained the circumstances of the mans presence. "This could be trouble" thought Freda, "or maybe I can use him to my advantage". "Bring him into my headquarters" she barked.
As she sat at her desk with Lt. Anna at her side and a guard with a 9mm sten gun posted by the door she began her interrogation. Jim answered all her questions in perfect German while mentally undressing and screwing the commandant's voluptuous body, explaining that his sub had been caught on the surface by an allied plane and had been sunk several days earlier. He and several other had escaped death in two rafts by the other raft hand been lost in a storm along with his companion. To his knowledge, he was the lone survivor. He also asked if he could send out a distress call on her radio. Freda denied his request stating the need to keep their existence a secret. She did, however, tell him that they would all be leaving before to long. Freda had thought about having the man killed but since she bought his story hook, line, and sinker she decided to let him stay on the island, and "leave" with the whores. Until then she could use him for some of the harder work and to make love to the guards and herself. She could not let him fuck the trainees, if they got pregnant their usefulness was gone. She informed the guard sergents to make up a bunk for Jim in the guard tent.
Shatzi and Henna were twin amazons in their late twenties who had enlisted together at the beginning of the war hoping to help the cause of Nazism. Most of their careers had been in steno pools or code rooms although because of their drop dead figures and the fact they shared everything including men, they did get invited to a lot of parties. Now they had to restrain themselves with the news that this hunk of muscle and cock would be at their beck and call. While still maintaining the appearances of a man weakened by days on a raft, Jim's keen eyes and ears missed nothing, including the fact that he was the only man with over a hundred sex starved pussies.
"This assignment will be some fun after all" he thought as the twins led him off to be bathed and fed like a prized stallion before he mounts the mares. He was a little surprised when he spotted a pair of dark haired oriental girls. The intelligence reports had not mentioned them. The rest of the morning was spent having soft female hands wash and massage his body and try as he might his cock refused to play the part of a weakened man as it grew to full stature under the caresses of the giddy guards. As he gazed at the firm tits and asses hovering around him he had to fight off the urge to impale one of them on his throbbing cock. "Time for that later after I have 'recovered'" he thought to himself. Lunch and a few hours of sleep followed his bathing, however, that evening things got interesting.
Following the end of their shift Shatzi and Henna decided it was time to check out their 'guest'. It was early evening and the sun was just setting when Jim was awakened by the throbbing of his cock, he shook the cobwebs from his eyes and found himself looking up the lush pink ass of Shatzi. She was naked and had straddled his body and was now engrossed in sucking the juices from his cock. He was just about to lift his head up to lick her rosebud when Henna straddled his face and buried her blond pussy in his mouth. The curly lite hairs tickled his nose as he responded by driving his tongue deep into her quim. "Holy Shit" he thought, "she may be an enemy bitch but she sure has a sweet pussy"!
After a few minutes of cock sucking and pussy munching the two girls got off of Jim and reversed positions so they would be facing each other. While they were doing this Jim could not help but notice the four perfect tits bouncing over him, 38's he thought but God those nipples must be an inch long! His thoughts were interrupted as now Shatzi dropped her cunt down for some tongue lashing while Henna's well lubed twat took all 8 inches of Jim's cock up to the hilt. He found out they were identical twins right down to the taste of their pussies. While the Nazi sluts kissed and fondled each other his cock was pumping like a jack hammer and his tongue flicked and sucked as if to drain her pussy dry. Shatzi demanded that they switch positions so she could have some cock but then Hanna decided that they should switch back. Jim didn't care which bitch he was porking. Even Nazi bitches are not superhuman and neither was Jim so after several minutes of this ecstasy things came to a three way climax. Jim's cock shot forth a load of cum like a fire-hose into the hot pussy of Hanna which caused her to orgasm and clamp down on Shatzi's tits while driving her tongue into her sisters mouth. The two tongues were too much for her and her orgasm spewed pussy juice down Jim's throat inducing one last spurt from him. The three sweat soaked bodies slumped together in spent lust. The two satiated sluts retired to their own bunks to dream of the return matches they would have with this Aryan god while Jim fell asleep in minutes.
Several hours later Jim was awakened by a soft hand over his mouth. It was not trying to hurt just to keep him from making a sound that would wake the barracks. He could only make out a her shape in the dim light. She was one of the smaller Nazis, he judged about 5'6" and 120lb. Her bust was an adequate 36C over a waspish 23" waist and slender 36" hips. She motioned for him to rise and follow her. They went out the tent and down the three steps to the ground as the tents were elevated to discourage bugs and snakes. They had no trouble slipping around the tent and into the jungle as the three sluts on night guard duty in the camp were as usual playing cards by the cook fire. Outside in the moonlight he could see the girl was the one would had stood over him in the raft. Heidi had watched, along with the rest of the tents guards, as the twins had filled up on cock meat and now she wanted her share.
She laid out the blanket she had taken along and laid down on it, then she motioned for Jim to lay beside her. Hers was a different style of sex compared to the twins. She tenderly kissed him and stroked his manhood back to life. Their tongues intertwined and she guided his hand to her pussy where he used his fingers to spread her cunt lips and twiddle her clitoris. Her juice soon began to flow over his fingers as her sweet meat began to throb in anticipation of wrapping his hard cock. Meanwhile she was using her hands to milk precum from his cock which she rubbed all over his cockhead. No words were spoken, it was all on instinct. Heidi rolled on her back, arched her hips and he responded by kneeling between her legs, rubbing his cockhead in her pussy and slamming it home. She met his thrusts with her own as she writhed and mewed like a kitten. He had been pumping away for some time when she pulled away and got on her hands and knees. Jim needed no encouragement, with cock in hand he lined up his shot and drove in again and again, his hips slapping against her firm ass. His orgasm was just beginning when one word finally came from the mouth of the overheated girl, "arse"! He pulled out his still spewing cock, used his own cum to lube her rosebud and forced his way into the hot tight cavern. Heidi came like a bucking bronco and he rode her like one. She would buck and he would slam it home, Finally they were both to spent to continue. They collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs to rest.
Later, as he slipped back into the tent he figured it must be about 3:00 am and still the guards were around the camp fire. He made a mental note to remember that. After that evening Heidi would make her nocturnal visit every night unless she had late guard shift. Jim found her tender love style a refreshing change from the horny domineering sluts that he serviced every evening. As they lay in each others arms under the stars they began to get to know each other, Jim found out she had enlisted after her parents died in an air raid and she had no other means of support. He, of course, lied about his past but he found himself growing more and more fond of the young girl soldier. The next morning he again was brought to the commandant and she explained what his duties would be. Jim noticed that Freda's eyes spent a lot of time staring at his crotch. "Good" he thought, "she's the one I have to bed down to get the info I need".
The next several days and nights passed by with Jim observing all that was going on during the day and at night fucking the two or three guards or whores that had won the drawing they ran to see who got screwed that night. Shatzi and Henna would take him together three more times, each one more vigorous than the last. His one encounter with Bertha would be remembered forever as the huge amazon never let him off his back for two hours, her massive muscled thighs clamped to his body or straddling his face. As she orgasmed, her thighs clamped down on him until he swore his eyes would pop.
He made a special effort to seduce the Japanese interpreter. Not only to find out why Japs were on the island but also because she was an exotic fox. She was a Eurasian beauty, English and Japanese, and at 5'6", taller than most Orientals. The girl was slender and while not as buxom as the German girls, her nicely rounded 35C bust was bigger than the pure Japanese girls. Jim found out her name was Nioki, she was twenty three and her mother had been from England. He spent several evening talking to her as she put her girls through their workouts. She was an intelligent woman who had be given this assignment because of her language skills. She did not want to be there and hoped the war would end soon. Jim sensed she would respond to tenderness and sympathy so he laid it on thick. He wasn't really lying, he did feel sorry for this girl, out of place and probably doomed. Finally, the third evening of his seduction, she agreed to walk with him after the workout.
They found a quite spot under the stars and sat down. Soon they were kissing passionately, then her hands began to explore his body. She was thawing out fast, opening her blouse and offering him her breasts. He accepted and while he sucked and licked her aroused nipples, she undid his fly and wrapped her hands around his quickly stiffening cock. She guided his hand to her eager love mound and his fingers explored the warm dark wetness of her woman hood. Nioki lay back and spread her legs, lifting them almost back to her head. Then she took Jim by the prick and placed his cockhead between her pussy lips. Jim held the girl by the shoulders and rammed in. With her slim hips and small ass, she had the tightest pussy of any of his conquests and she orgasmed quickly and often impaled on his big prick. They spent several hours making love in various positions while talking about their lives and their current situation. Nioki was as passionate a heterosexual lover as she was frigid to lesbianism. When Jim finally did fill her womb with a gush of hot sperm, the abandon of her orgasm matched any he had known. It would be the last she experienced in her short life.
He gleaned a lot of info from the girl guards. As expected, they let down their guard when his hard shlong drove in and out of their hot, wet pussies. Key information came from one busty redheaded amazon bitch who maintained the files of prospective victims for the V Force. She loved having his hot shaft squeezed between her 42's. One evening she was laying under him while his hard cock slid up and down her cleavage, her hands forcing the big breasts together, when his load shot out and creamed her doll like face. While he rubbed his cum over her boobs and nipples she talked a blue streak, detailing the targeted leaders and some of the sluts assigned to them.
He had almost all the info he needed, this was definitely a major operation the Nazis were planning. One way or another, he knew they must be stopped. He would have to make his break soon even if it meant not screwing the captain and obtaining the info only she had. These women, while beautiful, were part of an evil Nazi plot that could have world shattering implications. As it was, he need not have worried about the statuesque captain, for Freda had observed the contented looks on the faces of some of her guards and she too had been without a man for a long time.
That night before any guards could have their fun, Freda sent her personal guard for the night, Eva Meisner, to bring the sailor to her tent. Eva hadn't had the chance to fuck the muscular man yet and her six foot tall, platinum blond maned body with 40 inch tits and a set of matching 40 inch hips was not immune to his obvious masculinity. As she jogged to the guard tent to summon the man, her breasts nearly bounced free of her loosely knotted blouse. Returning to Freda's tent, her hips swayed and ass wiggled as if asking for the cock of the big stallion, foreplay not required, her pussy was already hot. As they entered the tent Freda told Eva to remain outside on watch so they were not disturbed. Eva was disappointed as she had hoped for a threesome but she followed orders like a good Nazi.
Jim had never before been in Freda's bedchamber so the first thing he did was to take in the whole room noticing especially the SS ceremonial dagger that hung in it's sheath from the bedpost. The arrogant bitch had left the means for her own destruction within easy reach. The dagger had been a gift from Field Marshall Rommel himself after a memorable weekend in Barvaria.
Freda started things off by untying her sheer blouse and letting her magnificent breasts explode into view. Taking his hands and placing them on the mountainous melons she then wiggled out of her shorts to expose a love mound trimmed in gold. She turned around and rubbed the crack off her firm ass in his crotch. He responded by grabbing her firm as honeydew melon tits and pulling her back into him while his shaft engorged in his pants. He had no shirt on and Freda made short work of his pants as she knelt in front of him. Her mouth clamped around his cockhead like a vacuum cleaner, sucking and biting while he entwined his hands in her long golden hair and forced her to even greater lengths. She was an expert at cocksucking and showed him some new tricks that had him gritting his teeth to avoid blowing his wad to early and ruining his plans. Next he laid her over the bed while he knelt behind her, putting her legs up on his shoulders he would run his tongue from her pussy to her asshole and back. She moaned and begged for more. Inserting his middle finger in her cunt he could then shove his thumb up her ass, squeezing them together while groping a tit with his free hand brought on her first orgasm.
All the while they were fucking, Jim carefully made small talk about the camp and it's women. In her orgasmic fog, Freda told him more than she should. All the pieces of info so pleasurably gained began to fall into place. The scope and audacity of the Nazi plan surprised him. Jim realized he must escape that evening and alert the brass. He renewed his efforts to tire the big Nazi slut. Grabbing both tits he positioned his cock in her qwim and pulled hard, Freda jerked back on his cock and came again. Jim alternated between butt fucking and dog fucking and brought Freda to her third orgasm. She could feel herself tiring and couldn't believe that Jim still had not shot his wad.
Freda's decision to flip Jim on his back and become the aggressor was exactly what he had wanted. He had noticed that her orgasms were getting stronger and she was becoming less alert, one more good one should do it. Jim rolled on his back on the bed being careful to position himself just right. Freda jumped on him like a panther in heat, up and down she worked his cock, squeezing it in her overheated pussy. His hands were kneading her bouncing breasts, sucking and biting her nipples, tickling her twat and asshole. She was breathing very rapidly now and he sensed her impending orgasm, he was ready. He shot his hot load deep in her womb and she went off like a rocket. Her eyes glazed over as her back arched, her nipples had extended to their full length. She let out the cry of pleasure that he had been waiting for.
"Ooooohhhhhhaaahhhhhhggrrhhmmmmppph". Jim's right hand had shot up and pulled the dagger from it's sheath and in one motion his left hand covered her mouth while the right jabbed the dagger up into the silky left breast of his prey. The full ten inches of steel ripped up through the firm flesh angling for Freda's heart. He could feel her pussy tighten in one last orgasm as her heart was perforated. The look in her eyes was one of pleasure and surprise as he pulled the bloody dagger from it's warm human host. Kissing the soft red lips of the dead Nazi witch for one last time, he whispered to her unhearing ears, "War's a bitch, baby". He pushed the dead witch back on the bed, jism seeping from her open pussy as his rigid cock slipped out of the wet hole. Now he had to work fast, making sure there was no blood on his body, he stretched Freda's corpse out on the bed, spreading her legs wide. He hid the dagger in the right spot then he went out to the door still naked and hard.
"Freda would like you to join us now" he told Eva as she eyed his cock with lust; noticing the wet spot in her crotch he knew she had heard the sounds of animal passion and had been diddling herself while listening to the love match. The unsuspecting statuesque slut had hoped for a crack at this man and a threesome with this stud and the commandant, who she matched very closely in physical stature, would be even better. Longing for the hard cock deep in her pussy and Freda's tits in her face, she entered the tent and met instead, her doom. As she sexily slunk into the tent in front of him, he picked up the dagger from it's hidden spot. Eva pulled back the curtain to the bedchamber and saw her mutilated commander, blood staining her once flawless skin. Her hand went to her mouth, but before she could scream Jim spun her around with such force that her firm round tits finally popped out of her loosened blouse.
"Oooooppfff"! His fist slammed the dagger into her flat belly button hard enough to force the wind from her lungs. The bloody blade is immediately pulled out for a second thrust. Gasping for air and in terrible pain, she is reaching for her sliced belly when she was slammed against the wall by the killing thrust. He had aimed his dagger for her exposed left breast, a quick thrust sent ten inches of hard German steel through the nipple and on through the quivering mound of tit meat, tasting it's second ripe Nazi boob of the night. Again her breasts were not large enough to take ten inches of steel and the dagger found her heart. The look in Eva's eyes was different than with Freda. No pleasure here, just shock, pain, and disbelief.
Jim looked at the expression on her tear stained face, gazed down on her ruined knockers and swelling hips and, as he pulled out the dagger and her blood flowed from her lacerated nipple he really regretted having to kill the big beautiful girl. She slowly slid down the wall to the floor, stared up at him in a silent gaze of confusion, coughed and died. He had slain the sexy bitch out of necessity, her life for his, but it was the throbbing erection, inches from Eva's unseeing eyes that disturbed him. He would have preferred to stay on the island, fucking with all those juicy German foxes. He certainly hadn't wanted the war that forced his actions. What bothered him most was the sexual stimulation he received from Eva's death. After his exploits with Freda, he should have been limp as a cooked noodle.
But he couldn't dwell on that now, he still had work to do. Kneeling next to the deceased amazon, he untied her blouse and removed it. Next he tugged her blood stained shorts down her long limp legs. Bending over the Eva's lifeless form, he kissed her softly and then picked her up. For such a tall busty girl, she was a light load. He placed her body on top of Freda in the classic 69 position, her face in Freda's cum covered twat. Eva's tight pink pussy, framed in silver blond curls between those delectable ass cheeks, and hanging over the dead commandants head was an arousing sight. Jim decided to take the time to give the dead girl what she came into the tent for. He certainly had the erection to get the job done. He climbed back on the bed over the two dead cunts and hammered away at the warm dead pussy. Slapping hard against the ample ass of the slain guard, his pounded out his frustration and anger at being forced to kill beautiful pussy even if they were Nazi sluts.
His rage subsided as he spewed a hot load deep into the dead woman's womb and the extra ten minutes taken to give Eva a screwing would save two lives. As his cock shrank back to normal size and slipped out of the wet cunt, some of the love juices dripped off her pussy lips and into the unseeing face of the dead Freda. Next he covered up as much blood as possible. He wanted a person who might peek in to assume the bitches fell asleep while doing each other. Jim was checking out the entire office, reading and memorizing all the files, and just about to smash the radio when he heard soft footsteps. Slipping next to the door he waited as a figure stepped in. Grabbing the slim blond figure around the neck, he had the dagger under her breast when he realized he was about to kill Heidi. She had come to look for him when he was not back in his cot for their love session. As he held the squirming girl he knew she could ruin his mission and get him killed. He should plunge the blade into her heart as he had done the other two women, but his heart would not let him. He had killed more than his share of beautiful German women. The dagger was lowered, it would not taste a third shapely Aryan tit that night.
Feeling the sharp point leave her threatened boob, the girl relaxed and stopped her struggles. Jim knew now that he had fallen in love with this girl as he whispered for her to be quiet. She nodded and he released her and took the biggest gamble of his life by telling her of his true mission and of his love for her. He didn't tell her what he thought the brass's response to his information would be. She wrapped her arms around him and said that she also had fallen for him and would not betray him. Knowing that her survival was improbable if she remained on the island he asked her to leave with him. He figured she would be interred in a POW camp until wars end but he would visit her and after the war they could get married. She only thought a moment before agreeing and they slipped out of the tent and into the jungle where he had hidden his escape gear. A quick rappel down the cliff and they were paddling his raft out to meet the sub that would surface every night at a certain time.
While rowing he had time to reflect on his mission. Killing those women had been necessary but he did regret the loss of such fine pussy. But he had found love where he would never had expected it. When the brass found out what he knew about V Force he suspected that they would have the bitches wiped out and he wondered how many others were like Heidi, in the wrong place at the wrong time. In a way he was happy he didn't have to go back for that. Except for the stares and wolf whistles of the sailors as Heidi's long tan legs descended the sub ladder, the trip back was uneventful. She was confined to the captain' cabin and the captain bunked with the first officer. This was as much to protect her from the horny sailors as it was because she was German.
Chapter 6 Shake up
Morning came and the first thing the girl guards noticed was that the man had not returned to his bunk. Since they knew he had been with the commander that evening they assumed he was still there. The killings were discovered by the cook who was assigned to take breakfast to the captain. At first she looked in and saw Eva's face buried in Freda's pussy with the captains head up between the guards legs. As Jim had figured, she thought the two women had fallen asleep during sex. Then she saw the blood. Her scream alerted the rest of the camp. Lt. Anna took over and her investigation found Jim and Heidi missing and the radio smashed. Her conclusion was that he tried to talk Freda into radioing for a rescue ship for him and when she refused he murdered her, radioed for help, then killed the guard when she stumbled on him.
She thought Heidi was dead somewhere in the jungle or a hostage. Anna assumed that he would either be lost in the ocean or if he was rescued would not talk to save his own skin, therefore she did not see any further danger to the mission. They were more than halfway thru the training and would be gone soon. The loss of the radio would be an inconvenience but on the other hand, the sluts would never know that the last German offensive was broken at the Battle of the Bulge and the Allies were driving into the heart of Nazism from both fronts. After a burial service things settled down with Anna and her lover moving into the command tent. The big lieutenant and her small pfc lover liked the privacy of the command tent and they often spent all night bitchfucking each other. The only change she made was to have the few weapons they had spread out among the tents.
Her lack of response would prove to be deadly. Two days later back in New Zealand, Jim and Heidi were being debriefed. The CO listened intently to everything including some of the sexual forays. Afterward he made a tough decision that he would have to live with for the rest of his life. The war in Europe was nearing an end and since the German girl had come along willingly and cooperated, he would cut her a break. As far as anyone in the High Command knew, she did not exist. She would stay in the base prison until the mission was over then be allowed to leave with agent Honsberger who was mustering out anyway.
That part was easy, the next part wasn't. He was about to take personal responsibility for the deaths of over one hundred and fifty young Axis women. After Heidi was escorted out, he issued his command, "The bitches are like an infection and we can't let them get off the island to spread". "Even though the war is near over, they could cause a lot of damage and possibly prolong the conflict, costing many Allied lives". "We have no choice but to wipe them out, no prisoners!"
It was the decision Jim knew would come yet he regretted it. He was not as battle hardened as some of these men, he did not know of times in Germany and France when allied soldiers captured by female SS would be tortured and have their genitals cut off so they would bleed to death. The CO knew of these atrocities, he knew of the depths of evil that the female Nazi mind could sink to. In fact he had a captured German film of a party where just such a mutilation took place and he intended to show that film to the men going on the assault. In the film, three semi nude sluts arouse the lust in two bound GI's by licking their cocks and teasing them with big bare tits. The CO didn't know it but one of the bitches in the film was now in command of "V Force". One of the tramps strips naked and lowers her hot cunt down until it just begins to engage the cockheads of the GI's. Then just as the three men are about to explode and spew jism in the air the other two witches grab their dongs and force glass rods down the dicks. While the men struggle, the evil bitches smash the glass rods and the shards of broken glass rip the insides of the stiff dongs. As the men scream in agony, the women kick them in the groin and stomp their balls. Then long knives are used to cut off first one nut, then the other, then the cock is severed. Finally the men are shot and the film ends.
If Jim had seen the film perhaps he too would volunteer to go back and blow away the Nazi cunts. He certainly wouldn't have regretted killing Freda. She could plainly be seen in the film, sitting bare assed on a Kraut officer's lap. As the GI's were dying, she was getting her butt porked by the slobbering Nazi. But he hadn't seen it and all his mind saw was visions of a hundred Nazi she-wolves with Heidi's face, their tits jerking and twitching under the impact of heavy caliber bullets, the survivors dispatched with bayonet thrusts through the firm pouts of their bellies as they lay moaning and writhing on the blood soaked ground. He saw his soon to be wife's face on every corpse or he saw the sweet pussies of the twins. No. he would not go back, and as it turned out his vision was pretty close to the events to follow.
The CO sent for sergeant Jack Harper, a seasoned veteran of the Anzio and Normandy landings and no stranger to the evil that was Nazism. Many good friends of Jack had died with German slugs in their bodies and he seethed with hatred of the Nazi regime. He also knew of the Bataan death march so killing Jap sluts sure wouldn't bother him. Jack was fully briefed on the island and what the Nazi cunts were up to. He was ordered to take no prisoners, women or not. Jack assured the CO that he had no problem with the order. The next day Jack returned to the CO with his plan, he would hand pick thirty men who would have no problem pulling the trigger if the sights were pointed between a pair of bouncing 38's. No green recruits would be used. They might delay that few seconds as they realized a woman would die. A delay that could prove fatal to the Allied force. Using the plan of the camp supplied by Jim, they designed an strategy that would surround the camp and launch a massive, surprise pre-dawn attack that would hopefully catch the Axis bitches in bed and destroy them before they could mount a defense. Even if they were discovered, the Nazi women did not have the weapons or the training to repulse a well armed force.
Just as the recently deceased Captain Freda had picked her fighting force for less than the best reasons, Jack picked only the cream of his men. A lot of the guys had relatives die in Nazi camps or Bataan, some had criminal records, several were Russian regulars who had helped stop the Nazis at Moscow and had won a transfer to the warm Pacific as reward for heroism. All were battle hardened killers and the Russians especially wanted a crack at the Nazi witches. When the squad had been formed and the mission explained, the CO played his trump card and showed the captured film. As the men watched the semi nude SS witches castrate the GI's you could sense a hardening of the spirit. Any qualms about blasting hot lead or cold steel into the soft bodies of Nazi she-wolves was gone. The men vowed to themselves that not a slut would escape their vengeance. It was unfortunate that the squad didn't know of Lt. Anna's tie-in with the filmed atrocities or they could have planned a special demise for her. A more fitting death for her would have had her stuffed in a large barrel of broken glass and rolling it around till her body was shredded like hamburger. But alas, she would merely die a relatively quick death along with her entire island of naked Axis tarts.
The squad embarked on an American submarine after only two days of intensive planning and training. Time was of the utmost importance as it wasn't known exactly when the hellions would leave their island nest. Crammed onboard the crowded boat, the GI's reviewed maps of the target camp and spent time checking equipment. Knives and bayonets were honed to razor sharpness. M1 rifles and Thompson sub-machine guns cleaned and lubed. As the squad filled magazines with deadly soft-point bullets, banned by the Geneva convention, they tried to visualize the effect of the slugs on female bodies. A few Russian men had smuggled in some even nastier, explosive tipped shells for their M1's. The fulminate of mercury explosive in the lead bullets could blow the tit right off a naked slut. Hardons were the order of the day as each man's mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming carnage. Some day dreamed of a cruel but lovely Nazi face disappearing in a spray of gore, some, a slim belly blown open and dropping it's contents in front of a stunned, dying bitch. Most guys though, would aim for the big bouncing German jugs.
Chapter 7 Day of Dealing Death
On the evening that would be her last on earth, Nioki had an ominous premonition. It was after lights out and she could hear the heavy breathing of her girls sleeping in the bunks on either side of hers. During the past week she had begun laying awake at night thinking of the passionate love making Jim had lavished on her body. She lay with her fingers deep in her wet cunt and massaging a tit that seemed firmer and slightly larger that before. As she tweaked and twisted an erect nipple, memories of Jim's tongue tracing paths over that same milk bud increased her sexual stimulation. Her entire body felt strangely different and she sensed that a new life was growing in her womb.
Thinking back, she realized the timing was right and she would have been fertile when Jim's big white dick whitewashed her waiting vagina with steaming sperm. She began reliving his days of seduction and the culmination in copulation. Nioki was a very intelligent woman and as she reviewed the past, some things began to seem funny. When she added up some of the subtle nuances of his mannerisms combined with his sudden departure, Nioki became convinced his story was less than truthful. In the morning she would relay her fears to the Commandant and suggest that the camp be shut down and the girls dispersed to their targets immediately. Nioki had a small radio that the German's didn't know about that could be used to contact the Japanese military and they could relay the messages to the Nazis.
The sub surfaced and puked out two rafts. Two men climbed in each raft and quietly rowed toward opposite cliffs adjacent to the small beach on the island. It was 2:30 in the morning on this dark night with just some moonlight. The men knew that at 3:10 the subs would disgorge the main body of the strike force. Before then, the beach guards had to be eliminated. It took 10 minutes to row to the cliff and another 10 to rappel up the cliff and get into position. Now they would wait for the perfect opportunity. It came with 15 minutes to spare. The GI's watched the girl guards through special night scopes fitted to their weapon of choice for this chore, crossbows, silent yet very deadly. In skilled hands, the black metal weapons were as accurate as a good rifle at ranges up to fifty yards. They fired a twelve inch aluminum shaft tipped with a four edged steel broadhead point. At close range the arrow could punch through a one inch pine board. On hitting a human body, the shaft would drive deep into flesh and cause massive blood loss and shock. even less than perfect hits were lethal. In a few moments the seductive girl guards would feel the sting of the hidden intruders.
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The foxy bitch at the south post was bored with weeks of uneventful lookout duty and put down her rifle to play with herself. In a week she would be off this island and the first man she met, German or not, would get his cock fucked off. She hadn't had a man since the sailor had run off and her pussy could not be satisfied with dildos or tongues, although that one little Jap bitch did a pretty good job. Through the scopes the two GI's assigned to take her out could make out her curly blond hair hanging down around her face, the curve of her full hips ending in long slender legs, the wasp waist, and the full roundness of her chest. In anybodies book she was a looker with a body that could kill, to bad she was the one that would soon die. They could also see that she had untied her blouse to give her access to her pair of 38D titties. She was leaning back against a tree with her left breast cupped in her right hand and her left hand jammed down her tight shorts fingering her twat. Her long wet tongue slipped from her open mouth and wet her full red lips as she undulated in her own pleasure. The green shorts, unbuttoned now, slipped down her lithe legs as her hand massaged the golden bush of her pussy.
The two GI's sighted their bows on the delicious morsel and waited, cocks growing hard. Over on the north side the tall slender bitch was just standing, staring out to sea, but she seemed sleepy and unalert to the GI's with her in their sights. Her uniform was intact and in the dim light they couldn't tell much about her. "Well bitch, it's time for permanent slumber" thought the one GI. The plan was one arrow for each bitch with the second GI on each side waiting to see the impact of the first man's shot. The north GI whispered in his walkie-talkie, "I've got this cunt all lined up for a clean shot. How about you guys?" "All set, I've got a big pink tit in the crosshairs waiting to get skewered," came the reply.
"Ok then, ready, on three, one, two, three!" There were two soft twangs as the steel tipped shafts of death raced to their targets. The south GI had aimed well at the inviting pink tipped target the unsuspecting slut was holding out to him. If one could view the vixen's impalement in slow motion one could almost see the soft white flesh of her tit compress to the right of the pink nipple in a vain attempt to deflect the sharpened steel blades. Cutting effortlessly through the soft skin and gland tissue, the speeding arrow buried itself up to the feathers, ripping into her Aryan black heart.
It's impact staggered the Nazi amazon and she turned slightly to face her killers, sensuous mouth open in surprise but no sounds emitting from her throat. She still had her skewered boob in her hand as the second bow twanged and it's blades matched the first shot, bisecting the nipple of the dying Nazi slut's right breast on it's way to her lung. Her life force was spilling out over her harpooned knockers and her legs turned to rubber. The last thing she realized as she slid down the tree onto her plump ass was that she had lost bladder control and pissed her pants.
The two GI's silently shook hands at the perfect double tit shot. At the same instant that the south guard caught the arrow in her breast an arrow was ripping into the long slim neck of the north girl guard. The rifle clattered to the ground as her hands went up to her neck trying to find the source of her pain. Choking on her own blood she staggers back and falls to her knees. "Twang". The last arrow drives into her belly just below the knot of her blouse. The hands shift from the neck to her belly but it's to late for her. Pitching forward on her face she drives the second arrow through her back. In seconds it was over, both Nazi whores were dead, phase one complete. With the beach guards dead, the GI's have about 10 minutes before the main force hits the beach.
With time to kill and some dead pussy available these GI's decide to dip their wicks. The bloody shafts are removed from the warm bodies, other Nazi whores await their lethal sting. Then the dead sluts are dragged to the grass and striped naked. It is now that they can really see the beauty of the two bitches they have just slaughtered. "If the rest of the witches are built like these two, we are in for some fun" states one GI as he spreads the soft sleek legs of the blond and slams his dick into her tight dead cunt. Her sightless eyes are still open and blood seeps from the two arrow wounds in her tits as her wish for a cock is fulfilled. Brown pussy hair matted with blood from her sliced belly, the slim brunette's body is being vigorously fucked by her killers. The four GI's have just finished filling the dead pussies with hot American jism as the main force begins to beach.
Chapter 8 Wipe-Out or Pardon Me but is that a Bullet Hole in Your Boob?
Using the information and maps Jim drew from memory, the Allied forces deploy around the perimeter of the camp. Several men are assigned posts deeper in the jungle to head off any escapees. By 3:45 the forces are in position, with only two small surprises. While the force was moving from the beach inland, they happened across two girls deeply engrossed in a lovefest. Luckily, the girls were too wrapped up in their passions to hear the approaching soldiers. The assault leader used hand signals to direct men into position. He waited for the best moment. Far from the prying eyes in camp, in a small clearing they found in the woods, the German and the Jap bitchfucked for hours most every night. Jim had not been aware of this nightly liaison.
When the Allies stumbled on their lovenest, the two lesbians were rolling on the ground in the middle of a long passionate kiss. The men watched intently, measuring their victims. The Kraut girl was a tall, slender brunette, maybe 5'10" and 130 Lbs. She eventually lay on her back and was mounted by the Jap. The little Oriental was about 5'1" and 100 Lbs with long jet black hair almost down to her slim ass. She squatted right over the Nazi's face, pussy mashed in her mouth. Her arms reached out and she held on to the brunette's 36 inch, C cup, hooters. Her own 34B's pointed slightly skyward as she arched her back and closed her eyes in animalistic passion.
It was the best moment. With a wave of his hand, the men sprang into action. In a second, the garrote rope was around the Jap's slim neck, choking out any possible cries. The German bitch couldn't scream either, she was muffed by Nip pussy. A knife between the shoulders finished the strangling Jap but her body was in the way of a quick fatal thrust on the Nazi. So the men held the dead girl down tight on the German's face until the kraut stopped struggling and lay still. Tossing the dead Jap aside, they checked the kraut for life and found a weak pulse. Her throat was cut from ear to ear. The group continued forward again, this time more wary of surprises.
They were ready for the next one. As the men were getting into position, the whore Lilith had to relieve herself and was seen approaching the latrine. She strode quickly to the latrine in her white panties and bra, tits bouncing nicely as she moved. Obviously in a hurry, having waited a little to long to go, she never noticed her killers. The GI's posted near the latrine could not risk having her spot them and raise an alarm, so as she pulled at the latrine screen with one hand while tugging down at her panties with the other, one snuck up behind her and looped a knotted rope around her neck. Jerking the rope tight he pulled the struggling bitch back into the brush and down to the ground. Lilith's hands uselessly tried to remove the killing rope and her legs kicked wildly. The white panties slid from her slender ass as it dragged across the rough ground. A trail of hot turds followed her path, as in the emergency, her ass muscles had relaxed and she had lost bowel control. A second man grabbed her legs and held her down. The luckless bitch's struggles lessen under the relentless squeeze of the noose and soon her bladder fails. Hot piss spews from her furry brown cunt as she slips into eternal blackness. She joined the growing list of Nazi casualties as the Allied soldier brought a knife down into her chest, slicing between the white mounds of tit flesh to make sure of her death.
The operation is planned to start at 4:30 just as the sun begins to show but before the girls begin to wake up for what will be their last day on earth. Sarge checks his watch, as the hands cross 4:30 he pulls the pins on two grenades and lobs them at the cook fire where, true to form, the sluts that were supposed to be on guard were having another game of strip poker. It was a pretty even game, one bitch was nude while the other three were topless. They didn't even realize what hit them. The blast sent shards of hot steel in all directions, ripping into any flesh in it's path, and there was plenty to impact. Eight firm tits, four furry pussies and four smooth bellies to be exact and they all received a good load of sharp steel. When the smoke cleared two of the bitches lay motionless, spread out on their backs, chests lacerated by shrapnel, a third was twitching in her death throws, blood covering her punctured belly and boobs, while the nude fourth Nazi had taken her shrapnel low and was screaming like a raped ape as she thrashed on the ground grabbing at her shredded cunt. It was the signal for all hell to break loose.
The next to feel the wrath of the Allies was Lt. Anna. Her lack of preparation was about to come home to roost. It had been a long, passion filled evening for the huge breasted woman. Her pussy and ass ached from the repeated pounding of her lover's oversized dildo, bite marks covered her breasts and nipples. She had lost count of orgasms after six and now was trying to catch a few hours sleep. Of course, the slim hipped guard she had taken as a lover also was exhausted. The girl's hair was matted from the drying cunt juices that spilled on it as the lover filled Anna's vagina with her face. She had collapsed on top of Anna, hair hanging between the big woman's legs and her pussy by Anna's face. Anna had been dildo fucking her when the two women fell asleep.
The sound of the grenades awoke Anna and she wiggled out from under her still groggy lover. "What was that"? was the question on her lips as she staggered to her feet and flung open the door to her tent. She didn't want the answer she was to receive, her tent having been targeted in the pre-raid planning. As she stood naked in the doorway, silhouetted by the lantern in her tent, her body became a perfect target. With her immense 46E knockers swaying side to side, spread legs flaring into wide 40 inch hips, a clump of pussy hair hanging between her legs catching the glint of the light, a GI laying in wait couldn't miss. Lining up his sights with her thumb sized nipples, he opened up with his Thompson, spraying streams of hot avenging lead at the naked sadist.
Even her huge tits could not absorb the kinetic energy of 45 caliber slugs seeking out vital organs. The first burst stitched across her tits from left to right punching ugly red holes in the soft flesh as the slugs bounced her boobs in jerky motion while they ripped into both lungs. The next burst came back down the staggering witch's abdomen and full hips. Driven back by the force of nine bullets mushrooming against muscle and bone, she spun and fell dead at the feet of her naked lover with her big pink ass splayed open and her pussy still dripping juices from the evenings sex play. Later when the GI's recognized her as one of the torturing tarts from the film they would regret that she had died so easily.
The smaller girl laying on the bed still had the dildo deep in her pussy and now she had caught a slug in the upper thigh. The bullet entered her leg about three inches below her cunt and ripped through flesh to lodge in her ass muscle. The noise of death and the pain of her wound caused her to panic and lay on the bed screaming. She didn't stop screaming until the small metal object that resembled a pineapple landed between her legs, exploded, and blew away most of her twat as it drove the dildo deep into her womb and beyond. She had been looking at the grenade when it went off and her once pretty face had disappeared in a burned mass of glop.
The grenade attack on the camp guards signaled the rest of the Allies to open up for the main assault. They started pumping lead into the tents, concentrating most of the firepower on the central tent where they knew the guards were bunked. The GI's figured that only the guards were armed and after they were dead the rest would be a cake walk. Naturally the untrained and undisciplined girls in the rest of the tents panicked and try to escape. The first stages of the assault killed and wounded dozens as the dazed bimbos tried to break out of the tents. Thompson submachine guns and M1 rifles spewed out slugs like angry bees out a hive and the deadly stingers on these bees had targeted the flowers of Axis womanhood for elimination, not pollination.
The naked sluts would run out the doors like fleeing deer only to feel the sting of hot lead ripping into them. As each sexy Nazi witch staggered to the earth, clutching her pain wracked, bleeding body, the Allies felt a small part of their vengeance had been taken. One GI, laying at ambush in the brush, got four of the beautiful blond vixens before the rest wised up to the danger. His vantage point gave him a clear view of the first trainee tent and as the first busty young beauty tried to bolt through the door, he squeezed off a shot and pumped a 30 caliber hollow point round into the firm flatness of her guts. The bullet stopped the naked girl cold. Her soft full mouth dropped open and her slender legs began to waver. A steady stream of deep red liquid flowed from the ugly entrance hole and down her tanned skin. Moaning and clutching her battered belly the mortally wounded whore pitched face first off the steps, into the dirt.
Not realizing what was happening, two more of the blond beauties tried the same escape and they also found themselves with extra belly buttons as the quick firing GI punched the Kraut killing slugs into their slender waists. They both spun off the steps on top of the first dying cunt and the moaning and thrashing of their young nubile nude bodies as a slow painful gutshot death engulfed them could have been mistaken for a lesbian threesome. A fourth bitch took her dose of death higher. The grunt sniper raised his rifle slightly so he aimed at the full chest exiting the door. The Garand M1 barked and spit lead, striking between her bobbing pink boobs and knocking her back into the tent and the crowd of panicked cunts trying to escape. The sight of her spinning back into the tent and the blood she sprayed on them as she crumpled up cooled the rush out the door.
One girl, in her fear, backed up against the rear wall of the tent. Out on the firing line a GI who did not have a target now saw the curving ass cheeks and back of a shapely slut outlined on the canvas. Aiming between the twin bumps, he triggered his weapon, sending a dose of destruction through the tent wall and nailing the witch in the lower back, shattering her spine. Her legs useless, she pitched forward on her face.
Back at the guards tent, the girls were getting hit hard. Four girl guards, tired from the previous shift, had gone to sleep in their bunks near the door still dressed and as the shooting started they awoke, grabbed Mausers, and went for the door. They soon found out that the white uniform blouses were too visible in the dim light. Sharp eyes caught sight of the girl's escape attempt and guns swung in their direction. A hailstorm of lead flew at them. The first two girls had made it to the ground before their bulging white blouses, turning red with blood stains, quivered in reaction to bullet hits. The angry lead bees were pollinating the swastikas over their bountiful breasts.
First out the door and first to die was Irma, a pretty but plump girl who was, as they say, "built for comfort not speed". With a big, soft pair of 42E breasts stuffed reluctantly into an overworked blouse, she jogged down the steps. No sooner had she stepped on dirt than her right tit shuddered. Irma had taken her first hit. She stopped and looked at her tit just as it shuddered again, another bullet burrowed into the large target presented by her massive tit. Irma's soft fleshy legs got rubbery, a hand tried to hold in her life blood. The girl had a puzzled look on her face for a few moments, that is until her big left tit jerked up as a bullet slammed into it's underside. Then Irma's big blue eyes rolled up in her head and she crumpled to the ground in a heap. Death's immortal darkness had claimed the full figured Nazi.
Sadie didn't fare much better. The tall shapely redhead took four quick hits in the chest, two dead center and two in the left jug. Her sultry body jerked and twitched as it absorbed the deadly stingers. Then literally dead on her feet, she fell backward, landing as still as night on her backside. Wilma only made it to the top step before a slug gut fucked her. She was hit left of center and about two inches over her belly button. With rifle clattering to the ground, blood seeping over her hands and down into her shorts, the dying slut gazed skyward as if to hope for divine intervention. Then a bullet drilled her left pelvis, smashing her hip joint and dislocating her leg. Unable to stand, she pitched off the steps face first, the mud staining her clean blouse as her tits hit the dirt.
Marlena, the fourth girl guard, took a slug in the right shoulder as she left the tent. It spun her off the steps and she landed on her back in the mud. Having lost her weapon, she rose to find shelter from the hail of lead. Blood seeped down her right side and her pretty face was filled with terror. A bullet shattered her left knee and she pitched into the mud a second time, this time face first. Small geysers of mud erupted around her as more bullets sought out the elusive target. Soon pain ripped her firm ass as her cheek caught a round. Her shapely thighs caught two more shells before the guns shifted to other targets. Her young body had absorbed five nonlethal wounds but she could not crawl to safety. She would lay bleeding in the mud till the battle ended and a GI, ignoring her frantic pleas for mercy, flipped her on her back and sliced through her heaving hooter with his bayonet.
While the unfortunate girl guard was jerking under the impact of screaming lead, another guard, clad only in her tight shorts, took advantage of her misfortune and made a break for freedom. Pvt. Matilda Weimer dashed across the clearing. bobbing and weaving to make herself harder to shoot. She had the athletic ability to make it. The five foot, nine inch redhead worked out every day and her hard, muscular body showed the results. Her sculpted thighs strained against the confines of her shorts and her firm 36C breasts bounced provocatively on her muscled chest as she ran. Machine gun slugs whistled through the air all around her but missed; except for one. Matty cried out, stumbled and staggered earthward as the lethal effects of the slug lodged in her lower abdomen ravaged her. Down she went, scrapping her face and tits on the hard ground. Tears flowed from the wounded beauty's eyes as she valiantly tried to crawl to safety. Her legs and arms quivered from exertion, moving her another ten yards before she could go no further. The trail of red fluid in her path told the harsh story, with her liver and spleen punctured, she would bleed to death and be spared the ignominy of rape and bayoneting.
Tall slender Irma Hetrick, a nineteen year old beauty contest winner from Hiedleburg, was the first girl to sprint naked out of the second tent. Her 37C bust line, 23 inch waist and 35 inch hips were also sleek and hard. She bounded like a spooked deer trying to make the shelter of the trees. A young Russian followed her flight through his rifle sights. The panicked Nazi bitch was about the age his wife had been when she fell into the hands of the hated SS. A week later when relatives had found his wife's body, they had a hard time recognizing the once pretty woman. Now some German man would suffer as he had. Irma was leaping over a downed girl's body when one of the illegal explosive slugs nailed her just under the left nipple. The blast tore a big hole in her chest and destroyed most of her tit. She was flipped over in midair and fell with a sickening thud. She lay completely still, dead instantly. The sight of her crumpled heap of a body did little to appease the Russian. He wanted to personally kill every one of these German bitches.
Bullets were ripping through the fabric walls with no resistance and even if the GI's couldn't see a target they knew from the cries of pain they were getting hits. Shatzi, Henna, and Bertha were holed up in the tent along with the remaining guards. Their numbers shrank as bullet after bullet made huge red holes in soft white Nazi flesh. A big, red headed amazon made the mistake of sitting up in her bunk, only to fall back and stare down at the ugly ragged hole that appeared below her breasts. Had she remained prone, the slug would have passed over her body. She clawed at her wounded body, the blood smearing her skin not making her near as talkative as Jim's cum. All she could manage was, "Mein Gott, I'm hit, help me." as she thrashed in her bed.
None of the other girls could help, they were to busy dying. One buxom beauty took a round in her upper thigh and fell to the floor, grabbing at the bloody wound. A pretty blond face turned into a mass of mush, the girl dead before her legs could collapse. Still two more fell, one spinning like a ballet dancer as she was lungshot under her arm, the next, stung in the back, pitched face first to the hard wood floor. She crawled a short distance before her life force ebbed away.
Alma Deushaf was an amazonian blond beauty with full firm breasts, wide soft hips and large deep blue eyes. She had always been very proud of her voluptuous 5 foot 10 inch body, spending hours on her long silky locks and even trimming her furry bush into a perfect triangle of golden curls. She was a very beautiful girl who got much unwanted attention from men. Alma preferred the loving caresses of other girls. Now the sexy lesbian yelled in pain as a slug tore into the top of her right 39 inch tit. Staggering back she fell on a bunk holding her wounded orb while blood slowly began to fill her lung. Pain and fear getting the best of her, she wet the bed, her hot tangy urine flowing over golden trimmed pink pussy lips. She lost all composure, laying in her own waste, whimpering, hardly a model of Aryan supremacy. In a losing battle with death, her strength and will to live ebbed as her lung filled.
Ingrid and Hilary had met for the first time on the submarine. Both young girls in their early twenties and with mutual interests, they had become fast friends and lovers. The previous evening they had curled up together in a corner bunk as they had many timed before. Several hours of lesbian passion later, they had fallen asleep with the smaller girl, Hilary laying on top of Ingrid. Hilary's face was cradled between Ingrid's thighs and her legs spread out around Ingrid's blond head. The grenade blasts woke them but they didn't have time to comprehend what happened. The first burst of fire tore into the sides of two girlguards still embracing on the bunk. As the rounds drilled into their internal organs, both girls shuddered and contorted, squeezing their partners heads between dying thighs. They both died quickly, curly cunt hairs embedded in their teeth.
Paula Heller woke early that morning. She planned to take a hike into the jungle and look for certain plants that made special cigarettes when the leaves dried. She had just started to dress and was naked from the waist down. her tight white blouse was knotted under a pair of firm, tanned mammaries, she was just starting to pull up a pair of too tight shorts when the bullets started flying. Suddenly she yelped in pain and flipped backward while grabbing at her crotch. Blood seeped over her hands and stained her golden bush from the bullet that had drilled her groin and put the sobbing bitch on her back.
Some of the girls tried to get down on the floor but Shatzi and Henna decided to try to escape through the back window and into the jungle. The fatal flaw in their plan was they thought the attack was coming from one side of the camp and didn't realize they were surrounded. Henna died first, she ran for the window and threw her long naked leg up through the wood frame. This didn't go unnoticed by a sharp eyed GI on the perimeter who could not believe the spicy target presented for the taking. Henna's pouting, golden haired beaver was spread wide open and his gunsight looked right up her yawning cavern. He had, as the foxy Nazi's right leg reached for the ground and her left leg was on the window frame, squeezed off a round aimed at the dazzling show of pink cunt.
He was close. Hot lead slammed into Henna's right butt cheek causing a painful but non-lethal wound. She squealed in pain and froze for the few seconds the GI needed to reaim. "Shit" muttered the GI to himself as he corrected his aim on the squealing slut slightly left and fired again. This shot was dead on his aiming point, a pair of pouting pussy lips now perched on a window ledge. The blistering bullet drove up her love tunnel like no fuck she ever had. Her animal scream rent the air as the slug ripped up through the soft organs of her body tearing her heart and lodging in a lung. She made two violent jerks that stiffened her body then slumped over the window frame in death with her legs and ruptured ass outside and her chest and head inside the tent. Blood poured from her mouth and the pussy that only weeks earlier had been planted on Jim's face.
Shatzi, not realizing her twin was already dead, ran to her and was going to try to pull her back into the tent, however in doing so she exposed herself in the window. The grunt couldn't believe his luck as the bitch showed herself. Two easy kills, he thought as he quickly targeted her magnificent udders. She had her hands on Henna's bleeding ass and was trying to pull when two rounds in quick succession from the sniper drilled into her breasts and obliterated her one inch nipples. Shatzi jerked under the double impact, stood up, stared at her maligned melons and fell over her dead sister, their blood mixing together in a pool.
Four men had been assigned to wipe out the Jap girls and they burst through the door as soon as the first grenade exploded, catching the girls still in their bunks. The double bunks were lined up on each side of the tent with a single bunk for Nioki in the center. She sat up in her bunk facing the intruders, mindless of the fact her breasts were bare and only covered by her long flowing hair. The lone weapon in the tent lay next to her bed and she reached for it. She never made it. A short burst of fire punched a row of holes that started between her legs and traced up her pussy, guts and into her tits. She fell back dead without uttering a sound.
The rest of the little Jap girls were killed in moments. Screaming girls in the lower bunks got it like Nioki, stitched in their bellies and small firm tits as they woke. Only one girl made it to her feet and the blast of 45 caliber slugs that ripped into her small body threw her back against the wall. Nip tarts in the upper bunks took it in the ass, cunt and back, the speeding lead not stopped by thin mattresses. Most didn't even have time to cry out as the hot rounds raped their most intimate areas. A furious fusillade by four Thompsons and it was over. A couple of girls still moaned but a combat knife across the throat silenced them. Three bunks were empty, however, their occupants off visiting Nazi lovers.
Meanwhile Valerie, the guard that had first spotted Jim's raft some weeks ago, had slipped out into the compound with a burp gun. She stood out in the compound like a Aryan goddess, her naked body backlit from the rising sun as it gleamed through her hair. Screaming and cursing at an unseen enemy, she pointed the gun toward the jungle and fired a long burst. Trouble was she really didn't know how to handle the gun. The gun bucked in her hands and the recoil jiggled her pink tipped tits, sending the barrel skyward where the 9mm slugs would do no damage. In moments the magazine was empty and all she had accomplished was alerting the Allies to her presence. She died still pulling the trigger on an empty gun. The GI returning her fire did know how to handle his Thompson and his burst stitched the busty bitch from the right thigh up across her groin and into the left chest. She spun, flipped back and fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut, her blood fertilizing the soil as it leaked from her punctured torso.
Most of the Nazi girl guards had by now been taken out and there was very little return fire from the whores. Someone was shooting back from the second trainee tent. She would pop up in a window, let off a burst, and duck back in. Sarge noticed that she was a little too regular in her timing so as she was going to appear he had six GI's target her window. As soon as her red locks came into view all six weapons opened up, pouring a hail storm of lead into the tent. The big bitch took the full brunt of the salvo and no shots were returned as the tent wall was ripped by the weight of the dead gun woman as she fell through the wall and into the dirt below with more than twenty bullet holes perforating her proud body. It was time to finish this thought the Sarge. He issued orders to charge the guard tent and kill the remaining Nazi girl guards.
Bertha had ripped up some floorboards and dropped unnoticed to the ground with a rifle. She crawled her way to the compound looking for some cover. As she stood up along side the tent she came into the sights of a GI. He was stunned by the amazons size and beauty, hoping to just wound the big cunt so that after the fight was over he could fuck the shit out of her before slitting her throat. As she moved out into the clear and turned around his M1 spat a slug that hit her in the right shoulder. The Mauser fell from her limp fingers as she clutched her wound. "OK bitch, now just lay down and wait for papa's big dick" thought the GI. But Bertha was a good Nazi and she tried to pick up the rifle with her left arm. "Damn bitch, have it your way" muttered the GI as he aimed his second shot. The M1 barked and it's slug nailed Bertha between her heaving breasts and deflected off her sternum. Her well muscled ass hit the dirt like a sack of sugar. Seeing that she was still trying to get up he fingered off two more shots. Her big right 44 seemed to explode as the hot lead drove in 2 inches above the nipple and the tit barely had time to regain it's shape when the second slug drilled a matching hole just under the nipple.
The impact put the gasping giantess on her back. Trying to get up her strength gave out and she fell on her back once more with her long legs splayed apart. Under different circumstances the sight of those long legs spread open with a clear view of her golden V would have aroused the lust in any man, but the GI remembered the film he had been forced to watch. He stared at his helpless victim. He could see the rise and fall of her mountainous mammaries as she fought for the life he must deny her. Calmly he sighted his rifle at the gaping pussy lips below her love patch and pulled the trigger twice. As it had been with Henna earlier the two slugs ripped into the exposed pussy, thru her womb and on into her guts like a freight train going to hell. The GI watched as Bertha gasped and arched her back like a bow only to fall back, twitch and be still. "Hell of a waste" he thought.
The order to charge was carried out, six men ran to the breached wall in tent two while other groups charged tent one and three. Tents four and five would be taken next. Four men burst into the guard tent with guns blazing. The two bitches that had not been killed or wounded in the opening fusillade fearfully cowered in a corner. The pussy on the outside was quickly dispatched by a burst of fire that ripped her guts open and spilled her intestines on the floor. As the dead cunt fell, a GI calmly walked up to the last standing naked she-wolf, grabbed her with his left arm and bent her backwards, planted a sloppy kiss on her struggling mouth while he took his 45 pistol and jammed it up her snatch, the sight blade slicing her qwim. The panicked bitch pounded on the man with her small fists and tried to kick free but he was much more powerful than the Nazi slut. Holding tight to the struggling beauty, he pistol fucked her soft qwim for a few moments as she cried out in terror. "See you in hell bitch" he snarled as he pulled the trigger twice. The force of the blast lifted the woman off her feet. He pulled out his blood covered pistol and the woman slumped to the ground dead.
"Kill the wounded" was his order as he left the tent to check on the battle. Most of the wounded in the guard tent were just about dead anyway so they could put up no resistance as the GI's jabbed bayonets into their heaving bosoms. The grunts took their time and instead of hard quick thrusts, the blades were slowly forced into the yielding flesh of the Nazi bitches to make them suffer. Their whimpers were silenced as the sharp Allied steel bit deep in Nazi tits.
The cum loving red headed amazon was flat on her back, blood covering her huge chest from the wound and as a GI lifted his bayonet over her vulnerable left breast she instinctively tried to protect her melons with her hands. Her left hand was pinned to her tit by the bayonet as it sliced through the meaty mound. Her back arched and pushed her quivering beaver up as the steel sliced her heart. Alma was found cowering and whimpering on her blood and urine stained cot. She had a single raw bullet hole in her right boob. The soldier approaching her found the young woman exceedingly beautiful even with blood stains on her soft white skin. The fact that she lay with her knees up and legs apart made the scene even more erotic. Her trimmed pubic hair pointed directly at soft pink pussy lips, open and inviting. It was more temptation than the GI could take and in seconds his pants were open and a rigid, nine inch dick was drilling her love tunnel for the mother load. The big blond lesbian was weak from blood loss and in great pain but in this time of torment her femininity betrayed her. She was instinctively responding to the huge male tool driving in and out of her cunt. Many long slender fingers, wet hot tongues, and hard dildos had explored the dark cavern but his was the first live cock.
The weakening girl guard winced as his rough hands mauled her breasts, but still the sensations built in her body. "This can't be happening, I'm dying and a man is fucking me"' the thoughts raced through her mind. "I shouldn't me liking this; he's a man... an enemy man, but it feels so marvelous". I'm going to cum, I can feel it; I can feel HIM"! Alma could feel him, he was fucking with furious abandon, building to his climax. Alma's mind was still racing, "He's going to hose me with his seed"! "I want his load; I'mmm cumminggg"!!! Summoning the last of her energy, Alma thrust up with her voluptuous ass and met the GI's downthrust perfectly as he spewed his jism deep into the German tramps womb. She grabbed tight around his neck and without thinking yelled out. "Liebchen..aaaarrrggghhuuh"! Her arms fell away and her mind stopped it's racing. As the man had shot his load, he had laid his field knife below her left breast and thrust upward between her ribs and slicing her left ventricle. The man got up and stuffed his wet dick back into his pants. Looking down at the serene stillness of Alma's body, he commented to no one in particular, "At least you died happy, Nazi slut".
Paula lay on the floor, rocking and holding her bleeding crotch, shorts down around her supple thighs. The warm blood flows over her cunt and onto the floor. A swift hard kick by a heavy boot into her wounded cunt stiffens her up. Then the blood spattered boot presses down on her midriff, holding Paula in place for the finish. A GI looks down at the frantic girl, appraises the available strike zones, gives her a mock salute and plunges his sharp bayonet into the swastika over her right breast. Her arms and legs fly out as the cold steel blade is twisted to rip her lungs. Paula has but minutes to live.
Only one girl, the one with the thigh wound, could make an attempt to escape. As she witnessed the horror of the slaughter she tried to crawl from the tent on her hands and knees. With her large breasts swinging and her ass swaying she tried to make it out without being seen. She was seen though, by the GI who was at that moment pulling a bloody bayonet from Paula's right breast. As he withdrew the weapon from the firm wet flesh, out of the corner of his eyes he spotted the wiggling ass of to his side. This ripe firm ass was moving. Leaving the tit skewered blond dying in her own gore, he ran to the wiggling ass. He admired the swaying cheeks for a moment, observed that the nipples of her heavy breasts were inches off the floor as she crawled, her pink firm ass wiggling, pouting pussy open as it followed her tits.
His buddies, having dispatched the remaining guards had left the tent in search of more victims. He was alone with a lot of dead pussy and one live cunt and his dick was hard from watching the rape of Alma. Paula pussy had been useless but this girl was definitely fuckable. Grabbing the gorgeous broad buy her wounded thighs he pulled down his pants and drove his stiffening cock deep into her sweet pussy. Slamming his hips hard against her firm ass he drove her down so her face and tits were on the floor. The weakened bitch squealed like a stuck pig but could put up minimal resistance to his rape and he pounded the girls pussy until his load of hot jism spewed into the ravaged hole. Pulling out of her cunt he still had a squirt left to spray on her naked ass. That lubricated her butt for the plunge of his cock into her asshole. He rode her hard as he buttfucked her till his cock exploded a second time. He stopped to pull his dirty cock out of her ass and zip his pants. The slut had got back to her hands and knees when rearing back, the GI rammed his bayonet into her exposed rosebud and down through her intestines and out her belly. "EEEIiiiioooowwwww" she screamed as her arms and legs collapsed with the pain and her large tits were once again mashed into the floor under her own weight. Pulling his death tool from the raped cunts shit hole he placed his foot on her ass and made a second fatal thrust into her lower back.
With her death the guards had been wiped-out. As the assault on the tents was under way the GI's on the perimeter had to hold fire as to not hit their buddies making the charge. Some of the remaining sluts made a break for the compound and the jungle during this period of slack fire. Most of them didn't make it. Due to the layout of the camp GI's in some positions could get clear lines of fire into the compound without endangering the tents. As naked women ran for the cover of the jungle the projectiles sought them out. One of the few brunettes was sprinting for cover, her tits damn near slapping her face in the effort, when she was stung in the back. With arms flying out she hit the dirt like a ballplayer sliding for home. Two more bitches caught lead between the shoulders, spinning and falling on their backs, while a fourth took a leg wound that put her down. As she tried to rise a slug caught her under the arm and drove into her lungs. She died coughing blood.
One small Jap thought she had almost made it. A fast runner, she covered the ground quickly, her pert tits, restrained by a silk bra, bouncing gently. Unseen in the brush up ahead, a GI sharpshooter was tracking her with a scope equipped M1. He kept the crosshairs on her chest and at thirty yards, squeezed the trigger. The last thing the girl saw was a muzzle flash, then she felt a moment of intense pain as the soft point slug tore into her left breast. The force of the shot lifted the girl off her feet and flipped her over, landing face down and facing away from her killer. The mushrooming slug had exploded her heart and she was dead as she hit the ground.
A scared hooker made it to the latrine where she tried to hide out but a GI noticed the pair of white calves below the screen and rolled a grenade in to keep her company. She never saw the small object roll in and stop between her legs. The major portion of the blast force blew straight up, fucking the woman with dozens of deadly steel shards and blew the hookers lifeless, piss and shit covered body back into the compound.
Two young sluts, fleeing like scared does, unknowingly ran straight at a machine gun-armed Russian. He watched them come, long blond hair streaming behind, lithe legs pumping, tits flailing back and forth. When he could see the fear in their eyes, he stood up. The quarry froze in their tracks. In words he could not understand they pleaded for their lives. By cupping their tits at him and fingering their pussies he knew they were offering their bodies for mercy. This went on for a few seconds then he triggered his gun. Heavy 45 caliber slugs slammed into the chests of the doomed whores, the impact spinning them in a death dance before they fell to the ground in a lovers embrace.
Several bitches had made it to the cover of the jungle, they thought they were safe but the mission planners had foreseen this possibility and had posted a second deep perimeter to intercept any fugitives. Into this hornets nest wandered the escapees. In his foxhole Ben could hear the sounds of battle and he could tell from the gunfire that it was pretty one-sided. Just as he was thinking he may not get to blast any sexy Nazi tarts, he heard a noise approaching. Through the heavy brush he could not see much but then neither could the two sluts slowly approaching his position.
Finally he could make something out, it was the red hair on a girls pussy. He waited for more of the cunt to be visible, then popped off a round. Pain like nothing she could imagine enveloped the red head as the bullet nailed her just above the pubic hair and tore into the depths of her womanhood. She grabbed at her wound and stared at the blood covering her hands. Her legs gave out, and, as she slipped to her knees, he drilled her pert right breast flipping her over on her side.
Meanwhile her companion had broken into a run and as Ben swung his rifle around to get a shot it got caught in some brush giving the girl a chance to get past him. Cursing his luck he jumped from his foxhole, strode over to the downed dying whore and finished her off with a shot to her flaming red head, then he took out after the other bitch. He came upon her as he broke into a small clearing. She was attempting to climb up a 12 foot bank and she was near the top when a quick half aimed shot hit her in the shoulder causing her to loose her grip and slid back down the mud wall, legs flailing, tits leaving furrows in the mud and ass wide open for the bayonet of Ben's rifle that was now waiting under her. Unable to stop her fall, she took the full length of the blade between her supple hips. Powered by the girls body weight, the sharp steel sliced through the soft tissue of the Nazi's crotch till the gun barrel was jammed in her asshole. Impaled on the blade, eyes bulging, mouth screaming, hands grabbing her raped crotch, she was powerless as he flipped her backward off the shaft and onto the dirt.
The ravished body of the young tart thudded to the dirt and she lay on her back stunned senseless, blood pouring from her crotch. She was mortally wounded and would die soon from her massive injury but still he felt one more thrust was called for. Standing over his stunned prey, he holds her down with a foot on her belly, then placed the bloody point of his bayonet on her left nipple and shoved it through the firm tit meat. He noticed that the right nipple had gone rigid as she expired.
The last girl to make it to the jungle headed in a different direction. Like Ben on the other flank, Ed didn't think he would see any action so he was in for a surprise when as he stood next to a tree, cock in hand, taking a piss, a naked she-wolf should run past his position. Cursing himself for leaving his gun in the foxhole he took out after the slut without even putting his dick in his pants. He was armed only with his field knife. Seeing his prey ahead he put on a burst of speed and dove at the fleeing amazon. His arms encircled her thighs and she slammed into the ground. The impact knocked the wind from her and she lay semiconscious. Ed's face was forced into her tight ass as he rode her down, his hands squeezing her inner thighs. Ed climbed off the groggy bitch and turned her on her back. His hand pulled the knife from it's sheath and raised it over the prone body. He looked over his victim, she was about twenty with the face of an angel and a perfect body except for the scratches on her breasts from the fall.
Killing her could wait. Resheathing his knife he undid his pants and mounted the bitch. The pumping of his cock in her virginal love hole was reviving her. At first her instinct was to resist but she began to enjoy the feeling of being raped. Her mind began to work, if she could play along and seduce this man she might yet survive this horror. Timing her hip thrusts to his and with playful biting she soon brought Ed to the best climax of his life. As he withdrew his organ she bent over him, placed his dick in her mouth and sucked him clean. After he had dressed she slinked over to him, cocked one leg, placed her arms around his head and tried to plead for her life.
Ed had his left arm across her naked shoulders and was falling under her spell. He never knew what it was, something she said or something in those deep blue eyes of hers, something woke him up. He again reached for the knife and this time he used it. With his left arm already in position to hold her he rammed the knife up under the ribcage. Three times he withdrew the knife and plunged it in. Three times the power of his thrust lifted the doomed slut to her toes. "Why?" has all she could say as he released his hold and she fell back to the jungle floor, blood flowing over her flawless skin.
Back in the camp the assault on the first two trainee tents was well under way. Five men approached tent one. Of it's compliment of 28 sluts, 12 were still unhurt. One man slipped behind the tent and tossed a grenade in the window. It fell in a pile of blankets that diminished the blast however it did take out two more women. As shrapnel tore into their backs they flew forward into the cluster of unhurt bitches, diverting attention from the door. The other four men bound up the steps, past the slowly writhing forms of the three gut shot cunts piled together in a bloody heap. With weapons at ready and bayonets mounted, they charged into the tent.
They were met by the red headed prostitute still bearing the scars from her cat fight. She had a Mauser in her hands and was trying to close the bolt when the lead GI knocked the rifle from her hands and in one motion ripped his bayonet back across her gut. "Schwiennnaaeeiiiirrgh!" Her scream of rage turned into a gurgle of death as her intestines fell from her ruptured belly, her frantic hands unable to hold them in. She bends over in agony and the butt of the rifle comes down hard on the back of her head. As the red head dropped dead into a pool of her own gore her onetime cat fight opponent yelled her rage and charged the GI; who just stepped over the red head and met the charge of her blond friend by jamming his bayonet into the softness of her body. The blond stared at the 14 inches of cold steel protruding from just below her belly button. Breasts heaving, she tried to free herself from the death shaft. The GI helped her off with his foot. Shoving her to the floor he planted his boot on her tits and while she thrashed like a hooked fish, he finished her off with a thrust to the throat.
While effective on the two dead whores underfoot, M1 rifles with bayonets are not the weapon of choice in close quarters, so the two GI's with M1's stepped aside for the guys with the Thompsons. Hot lead spitting from their muzzles the two submachine guns cut a swath of death that engulfed the eight cowering she-wolves. Their cries of pain rose above the clatter of the guns as they clutched each other's naked bloody bodies for support. All of the comely vixens went down in the volley with at least a half a dozen new body orifices. One bitch watched as the slugs chewed into her pussy, up thru her belly, between her tits and up to smash her once pretty face. A few more bursts laced the heaving chests of any still breathing sluts. The spine shot whore laying face down doesn't feel the hot slugs as they punch into her numb ass but the burst into her upper back brings sudden if short pain.
As tent two was about to come under attack, one young filly tried to surrender. At sixteen, she was the youngest in camp, specially picked by the late Freda for a special victim. Now, as she thought to save her life and the rest of the whores, she felt the need to cover her nakedness. Putting on her uniform and tying another to a stick, she walked out the door to the advancing GI's. But the order had been no prisoners. In the brush line near tent two, which was the closest to the jungle, the four GI's armed with the limited range crossbows had been deployed. Two of them now had clear shots at the white clad girl. Stepping from the trees the two men aimed their bows and loosed the arrows. The shafts took her high and low in the back, driving her to her knees, the useless white flag falling to the ground. She tried to reach behind herself to remove the darts but all that accomplished was to thrust her pert breasts out toward the GI now closing in on her with bayonet at ready.
Waiting to die she thought of her bunkmate Lori whom she had seen make it to the woods, little did she know that at that moment Lori was on her back fucking a GI named Ed like her life depended on it. The GI looks down at the young bitch and says "here's a present for Adolph" as his downward thrust ripped thru the swastika and down thru her right tit into her lung, ending her thoughts forever. The girl bent backward in death with her legs under her and the tight panties cutting into the pussy lips of her virgin furburger as if asking for a fuck even after death.
Back in tent two, three of the remaining amazons decided to cut their way out of the tent at the closest point to the jungle and even as the blond virgin was dying they cut a large hole in the tent. The less than brilliant bitches had just given several GI's a clear line of fire into the rear of the tent. Staying low, a heavy busted cunt began to crawl on hands and knees out the hole. Her large knockers swayed under her like a pair of cow udders. A grunt in the brush attempted to line up a shot but she didn't present a good target. He would attempt to drill her with a head shot but as he fired a slight flinch loused up his aim. The round drilled into the top of her hanging globe, out thru the bottom, and lodged in her left thigh. The wounded hooker fell to her side. Rising up on her left elbow, as she reached up to her pals in a plea for help, she gave the gunman a better target. His next round hit her high in the right shoulder and angled down into her lungs. Gagging on her own blood she curled to a fetal position to die.
The sluts behind her tried to back away as the other two bowmen attempted to lock onto the targets. Not able to get a clear shot at the second witch who also was on hands and knees ready to follow the first out, one took aim at the third who was still standing. One arrow flew forward, homing in on the firm pout of the standing whores belly. In a weird twist, the second bitch began to stand up and the arrow meant for her buddy sliced into the top of her right tit dropping her back to her hands and knees, the wounded boob draining life blood over her clutching hand. The second bowman had anticipated the second whores attempt to rise and his shot had been meant for her head but when the first arrow put her back down his shot passed over her head and nailed the standing sluts love patch.
Falling back into a bunk, scratching at her furry mound the wounded whores moans mixed with the cries of the tit-shot bitch alarming the remaining cunts in the tent. They crowded toward the front, forgetting the advancing GI's. They didn't forget long as a quartet of grenades flew in the door and the hole caused by the gunned down red head. Exploding in their midst the blasts blew soft bodies in all directions. The shredded bodies of the sluts landed in bloody heaps in and outside of the ruined tent. Entering the tent, the assault force found only the two arrow eating whores still alive. They were finished off with Thompsons, a burst laced across the upturned pink ass of the tit shot bitch, drilling hot lead into her asshole and pussy. She flew forward and tried to crawl but fell dead.
The big blond amazon with the feathered flagpole in her furburger had to suffer. Two men held her arms and legs while a third roughly ripped the arrow from her groin. The three gang raped the bleeding beauty, ignoring her cries and the blood covering their dicks. When they were through, they stood over her ravished but still stunning body and pointed their lethal machine guns at her naked form. At close range, the guns hammered her with hot lead and she bounced wildly on the bunk as the heavy slugs ripped into her unprotected 40 inch melons, soft belly and furry twat. When her body had been reduced to a gory mass, the rapists calmly walked out. With three tents wiped out the men regrouped for a last assault on the remaining whores but back in tents four and five, the women had heard the screams of the dying, had seen the women attempting a break out across the compound cut down, and had also seen that a flag of surrender was useless. They decided to stop going to slaughter like sheep and die like the Nazi She-Wolves they were, trying to take some GI,s with them.
Also they had fared better than the other tents in the first attack so as the dozen or so GI,s approached they were somewhat startled as over forty naked Nazi witches and one last Nip nymph poured out of the tents at them. Raw recruits may have been awed by the sight of over eighty tits bouncing their way but these men didn't care that they were killing women. The girls had six Mausers and fired wildly as they ran and by dumb luck they inflicted the first casualties on the GI,s. Two Thompson armed grunts went down, one dead and one out of it. The girls odds were now four to one. A few cunts took fire from the perimeter and went down but soon they were so close to the GI,s that the perimeter men had to leave their positions for a close battle.
As the whores charged, one GI took a chance of not hitting his own men and fired on the last brunette. His slug caught the chestnut-maned fox in the lower side of her back causing her to stumble a few steps but she kept moving. He pulled the trigger again and the pin fell on an empty chamber. Dropping his empty rifle, the GI sprinted after the slowed amazon and managed to tackle her. As she thudded to the ground he crawled up on her back and brought his knife down between her shoulder blades. A slight yelp marked her demise as the blade tore her heart and was pulled out. A third Thompson man did manage to trace a burst across the front rank of the witches, lacing naked chests and spinning around three of the riflewomen before his ammo ran out. The last Thompsen man added to the death toll by ripping a burst into the guts of a fourth riflewoman before his gun jammed.
By now the screaming women were on the men, kicking, clawing, biting. The men fought them off with bayonets, knives, and fists in a battle that resembled the Greeks vs Amazons more that a WWII fight. The close perimeter men by now were in the fight and hearing the gunfire diminish the outside men had started back to the compound, evening the odds. The air was filled with the sounds of battle, thuds of hard fists slamming into soft bodies, the slurp of a blade ripping organs, the high pitched cries of the wounded and dying she-devils. Yettie Steinmeir was a young amazon Nazi, tall, blond, busty and absolutely gorgeous. She had just seen her close friend Marcy die when a bullet punched through the back of her head.
Yettie's grief turned to rage and with her braided locks flying and wearing only a lacy shear bra and panties, charges a GI, swinging wildly. He blocks her blow while driving his hard fist into her big left milk jug so hard it pops out of her overworked bra. The Nazi slut is stunned by the blow and cannot block two more hard shots that flatten her big tits followed by a driving strike into her soft guts. Doubled over gagging, bruised and battered, she has no defense as he clubs the back of her neck, driving her to her knees. Straddling her bare back like she was a wild mare, he grabs her two long braids, twists them around her slender neck and pulls. Riding her to the ground, his kacki covered ass on her's, he puts on the pressure until the flailing witch succumbs to lack of oxygen and lays still. Turning the unconscious girl on her back, the hardened killer ignores his victim's Aryan beauty and pulls out his field knife. The girl's body shudders as he stabs her in a left tit already turning purple from his blows. He pulls the blade from her boob and wipes the blood on her bra. As he rises a second witch runs and jumps at him, her left leg tucked in and her right leg extended in a perfect flying side kick. Problem with a flying kick is it is easy to defense if you see it coming. He did and just sidestepped and held out his knife. She had no chance as her momentum carried her open twat forward and she was fucked by the waiting blade. The impact drove all of the blade and part of the handle into her qwim and she landed on her back with the knife still deep in her love box. Her screams were silenced by a GI who skewered her chest with a bayonet driven between her hard pointed tits.
The little Jap bitch ran right at the bayonet. Maybe she didn't see it or maybe she wanted to commit Hari-Kari. Whatever the case, the blade drove into her guts just below her belly button and continued through her body. Her brown eyes are round now as she clutches at the rifle barrel growing from the swell of her belly. The big GI holding the gun lifts her off her feet and shakes her like a rag doll on a stick. Then he tilts the weapon and she slides off the bloody blade and drops to the dirt. She is prone and helpless as he plants a thrust between her boobs to finish her off. A feisty bitch jumped on the back of a grunt, wrapping her long legs around him and circling her arms about his neck. Her hard tits dented his back as she reached around him hoping to scratch his eyes out. He dropped to one knee, reached around for her head and flipped her over. She landed hard on her ass with a yelp and was pulled back flat on the dirt. He plunged a knife into her exposed chest once, twice, three times. With each incision her legs would jerk and a cry would emanate from her full ruby lips. On the forth thrust nothing happened, she was dead, drenched in blood and horribly slashed. The American rose and looked for more German tarts to taste his bloody knife.
Another naked woman charged an American with only her long fingernails as weapons. She managed to rake his face and leave some deep scratches, but for that she paid with her life. He grabbed her around the neck and between the legs. As the SS whore struggled in his vice like grasp, she was lifted high over his head. It happened so fast after that, the girl never realized the circumstances of her demise. The GI slammed the German to the ground, She hit flat on her back and had the wind knocked out of her lungs. before she could recover, he wrenched her up by the hair to a sitting position and knelt behind her. Wrapping his other under her chin, he gave a violent twist that snapped her neck. The last survivor of the rifle armed girls was taking aim at the back of a GI, not knowing the outer perimeter men were now racing to join the fight. Her oversight was corrected and she realized her error in those few minutes between pain and death. When the Allied bayonet transfixed her back and stuck out between her taut boobs, she could only grunt and stare dumbly down at the bloody blade projecting from her chest. Her Mauser fell from limp hands and she sank to her knees. As the bayonet was withdrawn she pitched on her face and her killer kicked her in the ass. She sprawled out, never to rise again.
A red headed she-wolf had a dazed GI on the ground, her hanging udders inches from his chest, and was choking him as her demise came. She had him pinned good, her legs over his and her elbows trapping his arms. The Nazi witch was near to killing the man when suddenly she went stiff and her howl of agony rent the air. A second grunt had snuck up behind her wiggling tush and rammed 14 inches of steel into her ass. With her grip relaxed and using the rifle like a skewer it was easy to lift the impaled bitch off the GI. The flame haired bitch screamed constantly and clawed at the air as she was held up like a pork roast on a spit. The man's arms were tiring so he dropped the dying bitch to the ground and as he pulled out the blade, he triggered off a round that obliterated her pink pussy and plowed through her soft innards to her heart.
The men had the upper hand again as the women's ranks thinned and pure physical strength became the deciding factor. Bitch after bitch fell to the unrelenting steel of the Allies. As the fight wore on, the men became more vicious in their attacks. Grabbing a bra and panty clad Nazi around the neck from behind a GI tore off the shear fabric covering her firm ass and slammed his knife up between her butt cheeks till the blade protruded from her love mound. Still holding the shrieking woman, he slammed the knife into her kidneys, then slit her throat before letting her fall.
A busty, auburn tressed, bitch battled a GI, using a stick to flail away at his bayonet. She was giving the guy all he could handle, blocking his thrusts and trying to nail him in the head with her club. Her perfect bosom jiggled sexily as she sparred with the man but he could not find the opening he needed to impale her 40 inch hooters. However, the Nazi she-wolf didn't notice the second man slip up behind her and she found herself held tight in his grasp with her arms pinned. The softness of her full ass rubbed the crotch of her captor as she struggled to escape and a high pitched wail of agony spewed from her full lips as the bayonet finally found it's mark in her soft right breast. "Yyyeeeoowwwww!" cried the stabbed girl, tears of pain welling up in her large green eyes. It was a mortal, though not immediately lethal wound. Released by the American, she dropped to all fours, head toward the man with the bayonet. The man who had been holding her now grabbed her again, this time around her silky smooth hips. He had looked around and surmised that the battle was almost over and the few cunts left were surrounded and being overwhelmed.
It was time to taste the fruits of victory, starting with this plump assed bitch. The girl, trying vainly to hold shut the deep incision on her breast, felt her tight, wet pussy split open by seven inches of hard cock. More was coming, the fucker motioned for the bayoneter to join in and soon he had his dick buried in her moist throat. For several minutes the weakening amazon was pummeled between the two rapists. The guy in front came first, choking the girl on a pent up load of angry jism. The instigator came moments later. He had switched to fucking her asshole but switched back to her cunt for the climax. The sticky syrup spewed up her love tunnel to fertilize eggs that soon would have no host. Her butt fucker didn't even stop to tuck his semi rigid cock into his pants. He just grabbed the girl by the head and bent her back. He had one hand in her long locks and the other around her chin. Her mouth was forced open wider than ever but this time it didn't eat a cock but the full length of a bayonet. She folded to the ground, gagging on her blood and was kicked brutally in the side to turn her over. A last vicious thrust in her full left tit squelched what little life was left in her voluptuous body.
A GI who had lost his knife was charged by the big naked blond who had found it. She lunged at him but he snapped a kick that drove his boot into her hairless pussy, stopping her in her tracks. She grabbed at her mashed cunt, leaving the rest of her amazonian body unguarded. His right fist shot out and sunk deep into her massive right tit, the left slammed home into her guts. More rights and lefts pounded her bruising breasts, staggering the big bitch. When she tried to cover her tits, he went for the midsection and then a left uppercut in the snatch. His hand sank into her qwim and came out wet from piss and cunt juice. She was doubled over and one more right to the jaw put the stunned bitch on her back. Straddling the downed woman, he slammed repeated rights and lefts into her face, knocking out several teeth, then clamped his hands around her long slender neck while she bucked and struggled. Her heaving breasts were taut and her nipples hard in her emergency but there was no escape. As the woman suffocated, the thrashing of her arms and legs slowed and came to a stop, her tongue lolling from her mouth as she died.
Backing away from a death dealing Russian, a panicked young girl of eighteen tripped and fell backward. Her shaved muff took the thrust of his bayonet, the cold steel cutting through her vagina and out the crack of her firm young ass. On her back and bleeding from a torn pussy, the slim girl grunted as she was gut skewered by the bayonet, causing her to curl up like a bug stuck with a pin. She was left to lay there with the rifle erect in her belly like a flag pole because the Russkie who gutted her was jumped from behind and now had a big busted blond hanging from his back. She was clawing and kicking at him but a hard backward blow from his elbow into her guts stunned her and she slipped off his back. The man spun around and laid two stiff punches into the twenty-five year old blond's belly, then he grabbed her arm and spun her in a circle before letting go. The blond amazon was flung back against a tent pole.
The wasp-waisted beauty gasped as the air was forced from her lungs and her arms flew out exposing her massive milk mounds to steel death. The blood crazed Russian follows her in for the kill, pulling his rifle from the prone Nazi's belly as he ran. With bayonet at ready, never taking his eyes from the glorious globe that was his target, he charged the stunned blond. "Oooowwwwwaaagh!" The bayonet took the quivering right hooter dead on, splitting the hard nipple and driving through her body, pinning her to the tent pole. The Red took a moment of pleasure watching the beautiful girl squirm and suffer before pulling his blade out through the grasping hands of the skewered Nazi witch. He watches as her knees buckled and her full flaring hips sink to the ground. Tears of pain welled up in her startled eyes as the thick red blood covered her soft smooth white skin. Her head sagged to one side and the relentless Allied steel drove into her long neck, slicing her wind pipe and jugular vein. Her breasts heaved but two more times before being still forever.
Meanwhile, a red headed she-wolf tripped backward over the downed cunt's dead body. With her long legs spread as her back hit the ground, the red-trimmed bush of her pussy was wide open for a pursuing GI. He pounced on the sultry form and brought his knee up hard into her pouting pussy while he cuffed her upside her head. He pulled his knife and was poised to plunge the blade into the soft white flesh of her busty chest when she revived and grabbed his wrist with both hands. As she struggled to hold off the death blade, he used his free hand to open his fly and release his engorged cock. The rigid penis slid between her pursed pussy lips and up into the tight fuck hole. The ravished woman submitted to the rape because to fight it meant the knife would find her heart. It only took a few moments for the lust maddened GI to cum and as his seed spewed into her cunt the woman felt the pressure of the knife relax.
She also relaxed and it cost her life. The man pulled free of her grip, rolled off her body and brought the knife up into her fuzzy snatch. Cold steel cutting up her vagina elicited a mortal scream from the blade fucked Nazi. Pulling back with the blade, He sliced her open up to her belly button, then he plunged the bloody tool into the screaming whore's belly and chest to finish her. A knife made a whistling sound as it flew through the air, burying itself in the leg of a fleeing woman. She fell to her knees and was caught by the knife thrower as she neared the wood. Jumping her from behind, her tore off her shear panties and drilled his ridged cock into her squirming twat. Dog fucking the wounded bitch, he rides her to the ground. As his ejaculation nears, he pulls the knife from her leg, turns her over and repeatedly plunges the knife into the twin mounds of her white bra while spewing his seed in her dying face. His load dumped, he makes one more plunge, driving the knife to the hilt in her full curving female chest, the ravished, dying amazon shuddered and then with adrenaline charged strength, pulled the knife from her own slashed boob. She raised the knife and made one feeble stab at the GI that had killed her, then fell back as her heart failed.
Now surrounded by bloody sharp steel and the romance of dying for the Fatherland gone, the last six young whores dropped to their knees and raised their hands in surrender while begging in broken English for mercy. The sarge was going to just kill them but the men had other ideas and talked him into letting the foxy young sluts live long enough to service the troop. For two hours the six naked witches endured the rape of almost thirty blood and lust crazed men. Guys to horny to wait ravished wounded and dead Nazis. One guy jumped the bloody warm corpse of Bertha, wallowing between massive tits and fucking her bullet ruined vagina.
By the time the sarge stopped the orgy the poor Nazi sluts were bruised, cut and bloody, most laid on the ground were they had been raped, to weak to get up. Every pussy and asshole was bloody from abuse and one poor girl had lost a nipple to an aggressive bite. Sarge knew the boats were expected and work still had to be done so he ordered the doomed girls killed. The one who had the strength to rise now tried to bolt but the sharp crack of a rifle spun her around and she dropped dead with a bullet in the back. The five remaining sluts were hoisted to their feet by two GI's only to have a third man slowly push his bayonet into their bellies, giving it a vicious twist before ripping it back out. The grunts holding the slain tarts arms then let go and the blood spattered corpses crumpled to the ground.
Chapter 9 Mop-Up
The screaming had stopped, the moaning and crying had not. One hundred and forty three Nazi amazons and thirteen Japanese sex nymphs lay dead or dying. The moans became quieter as the GI,s finished off the last of the wounded. All the she-devils sprawled out in the tents were dead, perhaps a dozen or so shapely bodies strewn around the killing field hung on to life. Orders demanded that none would be spared so the GI's scoured the field for wounded pussy.
One of the girls from the campfire cardgame still clung to life. She lay on her back in a pool of blood. Her cunt and lower belly were badly lacerated but her chest and face relatively unmarked. A young girl of about twenty, she was a pure German with golden blond hair and light blue eyes. Those eyes were wide in terror as a scowling GI prodded first her right then her left breast with a blood stained bayonet. She had a pair of 38D's that were so firm that they didn't sag even though she was flat on her back. Her erect nipples were the color of a deep pink rose and the size of gumdrops. He was impressed with her perfectly formed pair of tits and decided not to mar them. Instead he brought the bayonet down hard in the deep valley between them. The girl gasped and clutched at the rifle barrel for a few seconds then dropped off dead.
Other GI's examined other crumpled females. They would prod a prostrate soft body with their rifle butts or flip a face down bitch on her back. A good hard kick to the open crotch would bring a cry from even the most seriously wounded SS whores. If any life was detected the bayonet would taste the tit flesh of the Nazi bitch and transfix her heart. Most were to far gone to feel the fatal thrust, a few yelped like a whipped dog as the cold steel sliced through their hot flesh. The three naked nymphos who took belly wounds coming out of tent one had weakened to near silence but still required more violence to kill them off. The two soldiers who had run past their contorted bodies on their way to assault the tent returned to the sado-erotic scene.
The guys' bayonets were tinged red from the delectable Aryan meat already tasted. The three blonds would be dessert, served raw to the cold steel. The girls lay in various positions. The first tart shot escaping was on her back, legs spread open. Her pussy wasn't visible because another girl lay with her face in the open snatch. She was sprawled over the bottom girls left leg with her legs pulled up under her body. The third young tart was face up across the chest of the first girl with their bodies at right angle to each other. Hers were the only tits visible and they were a fine pair of 37's that stood skyward like twin peaks of a mountain range. They still rose and fell indicating a heart beating under the double mounds. The GI executioners weren't sure of the girl on the bottom, she may already have assumed room temperature.
The muff diving girl was still breathing also and she took the first thrust. Her softly rounded ass was quivering in the air, almost asking for attention. With her legs slightly apart, every womanly charm she possessed was open for bids. Tasty pink pussy lips flanked the entrance to a deep warm love tunnel and a perky red rosebud stood up as if saying, "bugger me, big boy". Instead, what she got wasn't pretty. A soldier removed his bayonet and while pressing the girls head down into the dead snatch, laid the point of the blade in her qwim and pushed. Her cry of agonized outrage was muffled by the cunt in her mouth but the tremors in her ass showed she felt the pain even in her near dead condition. The blade progressed deeper and deeper, slicing, ripping and tearing through vagina, uterus, intestines and spleen. When the hilt was firmly against her crotch and the point buried somewhere inside her abdomen, he gave one more vicious thrust and twist. The SS girl stiffened and went limp. When the bayonet was pulled out and reinserted into her tight pink asshole, she was beyond caring.
The girl with the perfect 37's had a much quicker demise. The other executioner stood directly over the two crossed girls. He raised his bayonet over his head and brought it down with all his might. The blade hit just left of miss 37's sternum, drove completely through her body and into the chest of the bottom girl. A short yelp came from two lush mouths as both girls died with punctured hearts. Some of the less seriously wounded begged and pleaded for mercy that could not be given. Such was the case with Marlena, found sprawled out in the mud with several bullet wounds. Four uniformed guards had been found laying near each other in the mud. Two were dead, their buxom chests covered with a mixture of blood and mud. A third had bad belly and groin wounds and hardly flinched as her breast was skewered.
Marlena was face down, blood seeping from holes in her ass cheek and thighs, knee shattered by a bullet. A tall southern boy came upon the comely SS witch and the sight of her in the mud reminded him of back home on the pig farm. He had always wanted to pork a girl in a pig sty. With his knife, he cut the bloody shorts from her firm ass. He had to gasp, never had he seen such a fine ass. The hard round hemispheres reminded him of a cantaloupe cut in half and laid side by side. She revived and squealed like one of his pigs as he reamed her blood lubed asshole with eight inches of Southern sausage. He pistoned in her anus while ripping her blouse and squeezing her muddy tits. As he came, he pulled back hard on her breasts, lifting her face from the dirt and bending her backward as his cock sank to the hilt in her rectum. The girl cried out and went limp as he stood up. He turned her over, admiring her stunning body, knowing what he must do. She stirred, then cried out as she saw him raise his bayonet, "Nein, Bitte,,, ein comrade, bitte"! "Sorry fraulein, by may orders is tu kill aul yu Nazzis". "Yuawl say hey to the devil when yu git tu hell", drawled the Georgia boy as he prepared to make a tit kabob of her firm left melon. He stood over the sobbing, terrified SS girl, and plunged the vengeful weapon down at her body. "AAiieeerrrghghh", the soldier's razor sharp bayonet sliced through the mud smeared flesh of the Nazi bitch's smooth hooter and drove clear out her back. Marlena arched up, clawed at her tit, and fell back; the last bitch to die.
The flower of Nazi womanhood and a dozen Japanese roses had been cut from the vine and withered away. The Allied casualties were light: One dead, one serious wound, several minor injuries. Several thousand rounds of ammo had been poured into the battle and several hundred of those rounds now lay burrowed in the dead female bodies. They would have to leave the carcasses as they lay. When the U-boats came back for their cargo they would find the carnage and radio the news back to High Command before being sunk by the Allied planes who knew they would be coming.
Back in Germany, the shocking news stunned the Nazis who did not think the Allies had the stomach to take the fight to women and civilians. From now on they knew that any tit with a swastika on it was a target. The last chore for the victorious soldiers was to photograph the battlesite and recover any records. As the photo crews snapped dozens of pictures of bloody contorted bodies, the thought came to mind that they sure didn't look like superwomen now. The last grisly task being done, they boarded their rafts for the trip back to the sub. It had not yet reached noon when they returned to ship, they had annihilated the V Force that had taken months to plan and train, not counting the time for raping the last six, in two hours.
In New Zealand the Allied commanders were overjoyed at the news of the successful mission. Quite a few pairs of pants began to bulge as the brass looked over the dozens of photos of dead sluts and destroyed equipment, No one noticed the tears welling up in the eyes of James Honsberger as he viewed the carnage he had foreseen, particularly one photo showing two girls draped over a window frame, their faces still beautiful in death but their bodies slightly worse for wear and one of Nioki, sprawled out bloody on a bed. He would leave the service now and take his new wife to America, settling in Milwaukee, Wisconsin were they would blend in with the large German population. Heidi was to be released the next day and she would tell her husband of her pregnancy.
Their moonlit couplings would produce a fine German son and they would spent many happy years together. He would try to put the horror of the V Force wipeout from his mind. He gave thanks in his mind to Eva and her lush body. If he hadn't taken the time to screw the dead guard, he would have been gone before Heidi found him. She and their unborn child would have been destroyed with the rest of the Axis girls. It's just as well that he never knew of the several other girls, including the luscious Henna and the exotic Nioki, that were carrying his offspring in their bellies when they were slaughtered by Allied lead and steel.
THE END
The time is fall 1944. The place is Berlin, capital of Nazi Germany. Deep in the bowels of the earth a command bunker is occupied by a dozen high officials of the Nazi party and one stunning blond female SS captain. These Nazis know that the course of the war goes badly even if old Adolf can't see it. Many of Germany's cities lay in ruin from day and night unrelenting Allied bombing, American and British forces push toward the Fatherland from the west and south while the despised Russians are advancing from the east. And the Russians are
repaying the Nazis for three years of terror and cruelty with a horrible revenge. German soldiers captured by Russian troops can only hope for a quick death, but only one in ten will survive captivity. If the soldier happens to have the misfortune of being female, the survival rate is near zero. The nightmare of unending rape and torture will end only when her beaten, bloody body is finally shot and dumped in a mass grave.
The German army knows it must find a way to stop the Russians before they can penetrate into German soil and ravage the population. They are developing a plan so secret that only a few trusted officers will know all the details. One could hardly call it an original idea as it goes back in time as far as man himself;
if you can't beat them with guns beat them with SEX. Simply put, the plan called for the insertion of mistresses into the lives of the high commanders and political leaders of the Allied powers. These women would use their sexual wiles to influence the Allies to make peace with the Nazis and the combined forces of Germany, England, the USA would turn on the Communists. If the world leaders could not be turned, all would be lost. If that happened, Germany would have a last act of revenge. The mistresses would assassinate their chosen targets and
plunge the Allies into chaos.
Before being sent on her mission, each girl would be issued weapons including a special brassiere that shot poison tipped needles. It would be used to kill a lover during an embrace. What the girls would not know was the needles fired both ways and the assassins nipples would be punctured by the deadly darts also.
The Krauts didn't want any witnesses if the mass assassination was required.
Heading up this operation, code named "V Force", would be Captain Freda Shipler. Freda was a bisexual nymphomaniac slut who had worked her way up the ranks from a Hitler Youth recruit, to a truck driver in the regular army, to Officer Candidate School, and now this assignment. The fact that she had done much of her best work on her back with some of these same men was a big factor in her selection. That she had very little actual military experience was overlooked, an oversight that would come back to haunt the operation. Freda jumped on the Nazi bandwagon early, in the late 1920's as a teenager of poor parents she was
working as a cheap call girl when a guy named Adolf started a party that promised a return to German prosperity. Her hatred of the English started when a high born British man had her arrested for robbing him after one of her "dates".
She quickly accepted the Nazi platform and was recruited by the fledgling party where her long blond hair, blue eyes, gorgeous face on top of a six foot, 140lb body with 40D tits made her the model of perfect Aryan womanhood. She had gained a reputation for her oral sex skills with both genders and it was rumored that
at one party function, she had sucked off every man there, swallowing every drop of cum from almost fifty cocks. Even now at the age of 35, few women could match her beauty and even more importantly, few could match her evil nature. Freda had personally murdered two lovers, one male and one female; three rivals, and
ordered the killing of many others during her rise to power.
The Captain now had her mission. She was to recruit 100 of the youngest and prettiest women in Germany. These women were not to have military backgrounds as it was thought that the more naive women would take to the training better, yet another miscue on the part of high command. Freda was also to acquire the
services of 10-12 professional whores to train the recruits in the sexual arts.
Finally from the Women s Army Corps she has to select a small squad of women to act as guards and administrators. Only she and the High Command knew that the whores and army bitches would be killed after they were no longer needed so that security would remain tight. Due to the urgency of the war situation, the plan was to proceed with utmost haste.
Chapter 2 Preparation
Two weeks had passed and Fraulein Captain had been a busy broad. Gathered in the empty bays of the Luftwaffe bombers around Germany were her recruits and conscripts. They would be flown to a secret naval base and transferred to two U-boats that had been stripped of armaments and running skeleton crews to make
room for their load of female cattle. Every effort would be made to prevent any mingling of the crew and cargo. After the boats disgorged their loads they would remain at sea until needed for the return trip. If all went well the mistress/assassins would be ready for deployment in eight weeks.
Freda had also taken the time to test the booby-trapped bra that had been developed by the Gestapo. With two sample bras, she had flown to a concentration camp in Poland near the advancing Russian army. The flight in the Junkers 88 had been uneventful and boring so Freda passed the time by slurping the joysticks of the surprised but happy pilot and copilot. She was tucking the shrinking cock of the copilot back in his pants and wiping the last drops of cum from the corner of her mouth as they started the landing approach. As the busty SS witch left
the plane, the two flyers thanked her for the parting gift, for even as they spoke, the plane was being fueled and armed for a bombing raid from which they would not return.
Freda was driven to the camp in the commandants Mercedes staff car, a short smooth ride that barely bounced her heaving tits. The commandant met her at the gate and escorted her to his office where she informed him of her needs. She would require the 'services' of four prisoners, two male and two female. They had to be attractive and the women had to be bosomy. The commandant assured Freda that a good supply of big busty Russian women were available along with Russian and Jewish men. As it was nearing the dinner hour, the commandant, Col. Oskar Von Holtz, invited Freda to dine with him. A short, pudgy balding man of almost sixty, he had been forgotten in the reams of paperwork at German High Command and languished away as a warden. He had received instructions to aid Freda in any way she required and he hoped to impress her and aid his chance of
getting a combat assignment. After an uneventful dinner, Freda inspected prisoners and selected her four subjects. She choose two big strapping men, new prisoners not yet weakened and sick from the bad conditions. Both passed Freda's test, quickly getting erections as she massaged their genitals. The guards were
instructed to take the men out and bath them, give them a good meal and return them to Freda's quarters in the morning.
From the ranks of the female captives, Freda choose two big blond Russians that spoke German. One girl was about nineteen, 5'11" tall with a 38D bustline and slim smooth hips. The other girl was a little older, maybe twenty four, 5'6" tall with fantastic 42 DD tits and full wide hips. Both girls had the look of a trapped terrified animal in their eyes. The short time they had been in the camp had been an orgy of sadistic rape from the guards. They had also witnessed the deaths of two of their comrades. Two weeks earlier a pair of girls had tried a
suicidal daylight escape. One girl died tangled in barbed wire, blasted in the back by a tower mounted machine gun. The second girl froze and threw up her hands but a sergeant of the guard calmly pulled a Luger and shot her point blank in the chest. The rest of the prisoners looked on in horror as she clutched her ravished bosom and fell dead. Freda knew she could use that fear to her advantage. She also ordered that the girls be bathed and fed, adding, so the two women could hear, that she would have shot, any guard who abused the girls. The
girls were to be brought back to her quarters immediately after their meal.
Freda smiled to herself as the girls were led away whispering to each other. One hour later a nervous private brought the two girls to Freda, who promptly asked the captives if the private had taken any liberties with them. When the girl said no, Freda dismissed the sweating young man and ordered that she not be disturbed. The girls stood in front of Freda covered in long shapeless prison gowns. The Nazi slipped the gowns from the girls shoulders, then removed her own tight blouse and short skirt. Freda wore a black uplift bra and garter belt holding up her nylons. She had no panties and her golden bush was framed between the black garter straps stretching down her splayed legs. The Russians got the hint and the shorter girl, her name was Ivana, knelt down in front of Freda and buried her face in the Nazi's wet womanhood. Freda wrapped her hands in the girls wet hair, forcing her deeper and deeper into the German love muff.
Svetlana, the tall one. got behind the rutting Nazi and cradled her throbbing breasts while mashing her own tits and cunt into Freda's backside. Freda would have liked to bring her riding crop into the mix. She longed to raise welts on the firm backsides of these Russian bitches as they ate her to orgasm, but she needed them to trust her. The three overheated sluts fell on the bed in a pile of arms and legs, with Ivana again face down in Freda's pussy. Now she had reversed direction so her tongue could lap up the hot juice while her own gaping twat smothered the Nazi mistress. Svetlana lifted the head of her Russian friend and sat her pussy down on Freda's snatch while deep kissing the humping Ivana.
Freda writhed under the two slippery cunts then reached under her pillow and extracted a long double dildo, ramming it into Svetlana's waiting quim. Svetlana arched up then fell back, drilling the back end of the dildo into Freda. Freda could feel herself near explosion as she spread Ivana's pussy lips wide and added her fingers to the tongue exploring the Russian cunt. Freda took a sadistic pleasure in massaging, suckling and biting the big erect nipples of the two Russians and her lust built to a fever pitch knowing that tomorrow those four throbbing nipples would feel a much deadlier sting. Once Freda went off it triggered a chain reaction with the two beautiful Russians coming together. The two girls soon fell asleep with Freda between them fingering their wet pussies.
The next morning as Freda had the girls dress in clothing she supplied, she lied about the purpose of her visit. She told them she was to be a member of a diplomatic party hoping to sue for peace with Russia. She would need a couple of Russians on her staff as interpreters and had chosen the two girls. The two girls, looking sexy in their tight red blouses and matching pants, jumped at the chance to leave the prison. Freda had only one caveat. She knew the girls were excellent lesbian lovers but could they resist the advances of horny males. They must pass one last test, to be left alone in a room with a well built man, leading him on, but not allowing him to fuck. No problem, thought the two sultry blonds as they were placed in separate rooms with the two male captives. The rooms were set up with one way mirrors so Freda could watch the fun and it didn't take long.
Ivana lasted only a few seconds before the naked man, cock growing as Freda watched, grabbed the busty girl around the waist and pulled her close. She pushed on his shoulders, preventing enough pressure to fire the bra, but his hand dropped to her ass and his other arm circled her shoulders and he squeezed her in a bear hug as he smothered her lips with his mouth. The bra made no noise as it fired and Freda would not have known it worked except the two people suddenly stiffened and fell over dead, the bosomy Russian face down in the
crotch of the dead man. The man with Svetlana was almost embarrassed to be naked and alone with a
beautiful girl. She had to make the advances, stroking his hair and reassuring him. Slowly he warmed to the girl and they began to kiss gently, then harder and harder. They were sitting on the bed when his hand reached for her firm left tit and he stooped to mouth her matching right breast through her blouse. Suddenly his hand and mouth flew away from the milky mounds and Svetlana got a strange, confused look in her eyes. Then both of them fell over and rolled to the floor, dead from the quick acting curare poison.
Freda had the four bodies moved to an examining room where the dead girls were stripped and the lethal bras repacked. On examining the corpses, Freda found each nipple contained a small puncture wound as planned. A single drop of blood stained each bra cup. Freda was thrilled, not only had the bra worked as planned, but no one had foreseen a scenario were a guy gets it in the mouth. She relayed her results to the Gestapo and returned to oversee the transportation of the trainees.
As the planes arrived the girls were trucked to the sub pens and transferred to the torpedo rooms for the journey. As soon as the last pussy passed the hatch the subs got under way to a small Pacific island that had been "sanitized" of natives by the Japanese at the Germans request. The Japs couldn't understand what the Germans wanted with the island, it was well off any shipping lanes with only a small beach area while the rest of the island had cliffs facing the seas and it was to small for an airstrip. But the Krauts were good allies and
promised the Japs a Super bomb in 1946, so on a moonless night several rubber rafts rowed into the small beach and unloaded a squad of Jap infantry. The following morning they spread out across the island and wiped out the few natives they found.
Most were old and fat and were killed quickly but one native had the misfortune to be young, female, and pretty. As her people fell dead to Jap bullets all around her, she tried to brace herself for the impact of the speeding lead as it ripped through her small body. Soon the firing ceased and she was yet unharmed. She opened her eyes and saw why. Surrounding her were six of the ugliest Japs in the South Pacific, all with their yellow cocks out of their flies and hard as trees. She tried to fight them off but was quickly over powered. Her scream was muffled by the thick dick shoved down her throat. She gagged on the foul tasting shaft as her few shreds of clothing were torn from her body. Forced to her knees with cock still in her mouth, her body racked in agony as a yellow penis forced into her tight anus. The Nips took turns holding her down while others raped and sodomized her virgin flesh. Her small pointed brown titties quivered as she took Jap cock in her cunt, ass, and mouth. Finally
the Japs had all shot their wads.
By now the poor girl was almost out of it. She lay on the ground with cum dripping from her body orifices and failed to notice that the men had zipped up their flys and picked up their Arisaka rifles with fixed bayonets. She did notice the first bayonet slicing into her violated pussy. The scream scared the birds from the trees. She also noticed the second bayonet punching into the firm swell of her lower belly although this scream did
lack volume. Bayonets three and four split her once pert but now bite-scared nipples but she was beyond pain and could only gasp as her life faded. With out a second thought the murderous Nips chucked her corpse over the cliff to join her family as fish food. As they rowed back to their ship they were glad the Krauts didn't want to do their own "sanitizing".
The German request had stirred the curiosity of several Jap high officers and they requested more information from the krauts as to the use of the island. At first the Germans resisted the Japs questions but finally they had to let the Nips in on the plan. The Japs were impressed with the plan and since they had been fighting the Russians of and on since the turn of the century and also realized they could not beat America as things were going; asked that they be allowed to participate. The Germans reluctantly allowed the Japs to send twelve girls and one interpreter to join the group.
Chapter 3 Fatal Flaw
Horst Hodenstumpf didn't like it. He was doing both radioman and navigator duties on a U-699 that had no torpedoes but did have a load of cunts crammed in the tube rooms. Somehow he didn't think a 120lb bitch blown out of a tube would have much effect on a US destroyer bent on depth charging them to hell, unless the US sailors were horny as hell. The crew was under strict orders not to mingle with the women and anyone caught fucking a woman would be shot. He also thought the mission was strange. As navigator he was privy to the coordinates of their destination. Why would they dump all these women on a small island? He knew he had to make contact with his resistance buddies.
Yes, Horst was an allied agent, he had made contact with the allies several years earlier after hearing of a Nazi massacre of a village that was home to some of his relatives. Late one evening as they cruised the Pacific, Horst snuck into his radio room, installed a special crystal, and made contact with an agent in New Zealand. He informed them of what he knew, the cargo, destination and course of the ships. The rest is up to them, he thought. Back on New Zealand the information forwarded by Horst was studied by counterintelligence with mixed thoughts.
Some didn't think it worth the time or effort to investigate but luckily they were overruled by the CO who trusted a Nazi about as far as he could throw one. He sensed something bigger than the information seemed to show. His order was simple; investigate further and evaluate. They had to get someone on that island and find out what the krauts were up to so far from home. Only then could they plan a course of action in response. The next problem was how?
Agent James Honsberger came up with the best idea. Being of German linage and speaking the language flawlessly he would infiltrate the island as a shipwrecked German sailor. He fit the part to a T, plus he had a working knowledge of German subs, it should be no problem to convince the Nazi whores he was one of them. Once in their trust, he could make "friends" with some of the women and then he would use his own 8 inch sexual weapon to extract information during lovemaking. Once he had knowledge of their plans, he would escape via a hidden raft and meet with a sub for the trip back to New Zealand. The CO approved of his plan and gave the agent authority to use whatever means needed to insure success including termination of anyone on the island who got in his way. Even though he was uneasy with the thought of possibly killing women, Jim began his preparations and later that week boarded a sub for the trip to the island.
Chapter 4 The Camp
The subs had surfaced in the middle of the night and began shuttling their cargo of sexy pussy to the island's small beach. Freda had gone in the first raft to be onshore to observe the landing and send out her army cunts to recon a good site for the camp. By first light all the women and some of the equipment was ashore, the rest of the gear would have to wait until the next night. The subs could not risk being seen in the daylight. The scout party had returned and informed Freda of finding a large clearing inland about 300 meters, it would be a good spot to set up the camp and they wouldn't have to clear away much of the forest. It was in fact the site of the deceased natives camp, really to small for the Nazis needs but in the hot weather who wanted to cut down brush and trees? Another mistake!
After seeing the campsite and agreeing that in would serve their needs Freda set out on the business of her mission. She assembled her groups of Amazons in the clearing, it was the first time all of them had been together in on place and even the first time she had seen them as a group. It was as impressive a group as any cock-hound would ever lay eyes on. Off to the east side of the clearing stood 100 of the most beautiful girls the Fatherland could offer. None stood less than 5'7", most closer to 5'10", mostly true blonds with some redheads and a few brunettes. There was not a flabby ass or a flat chest in the bunch. These girls were all in their late teens to early twenties, just coming into their peak of womanhood.
On the west side of the compound Freda assembled the prostitutes, twelve women in their late twenties and early thirties that she had hand, (and mouth!), picked. They did not yet show the wear and tear of their profession although they definitely had a harder edge to their beauty. Lastly in the compound center stood the female army guards. Thirty soldiers from second in command Lt. Anna Schultz, two sergeants and a contingent of privates. Freda had picked her guard with administration and not fighting as her top priority, she also realized that without men she would need lesbian love to fill her cunt and thus selected soldiers that were sexy first, could do filing second and shoot a gun third. She believed that the only gunfire would be after the girls left the island and she had her bitches mow down the whores. Her plan was to send the girls back to civilization on the two subs, then while the whores though they were waiting for a third sub the girl guards would gun them down. Then the guards would board a transport back to Germany not knowing that a sub had been dispatched to blow them out of the water and leave the survivors for the sharks.
Freda now gave her speech and for the first time the assembled group found out the true scope of their mission, There were a few gasps followed by a vocal round of Heil Hitlers for all these cunts were good Germans and would follow their orders to the letter. After the cheering had died down the work of setting up camp began. It was decided to post two guards on either side of the beach back near the jungle line. The posts would be about fifty yards from shore and perhaps two hundred yards apart. These girls could watch for the approach of any unwanted visitors and dispatch them with their Mauser rifles. Three or four girls could patrol the camp perimeter during the evening. It was also decided that the cliff sides did not need guards because of there sheer faces. Bad move! That night the subs came back with the rest of the gear including five large prefab tent barracks and a smaller unit for the commander.
Later a Jap sub showed up with their girls and equipment. Through their interpreter, Freda filled in the Jap girls on the mission. During the speech they stood rigid, showing no emotion. The Japanese girls were a marked contrast to the tall blond Aryan beauties. They were small, doll like females, averaging 5'3" and 100 lbs. All had jet black hair and brown, almond shaped eyes, small round breasts and slim hips. The German girls eyed up their Asian counterparts lustily, dreaming of dominating the small dark haired girls under a juicy blond beaver. After a few hours of sleep under the stars the work of setting up tents and assigning quarters began.
Freda had the five large tents set up in an arc on one side of the compound at some points being as close as 10 meters to the jungle, while her tent, which doubled as a radio room and command center was off by it's self on the opposite side. Twenty five girls and three prostitutes were housed in each of four tents while the guards used the fifth tent. The Japanese girls had their own tent set up next to the row of German tents. An outhouse pit was dug at the very far end of the camp at the jungle edge and surrounded by a canvas drape. In the center of the camp cooking facilities were set up. The camp being complete Freda would begin her regimen of sexual training the next morning. That evening some of the girls who had gotten to know each other on the subs began to pair off and begin their own extracurricular activities. The stillness of the jungle was interrupted by orgasmic cries of hot Nazi lesbians as long wet tongues slipped deep into warm pussies.
Chapter 5 Insertion and Withdrawal
Life in the camp soon settled down into a routine, roll call shortly after dawn followed by breakfast. The girls assembled in their uniforms to attend morning classes in the arts of seduction taught by the whores. Freda tried to make the training as realistic as possible within the limitations caused by the lack of males. The girls would be paired up and one would strap on a hard rubber dildo and play the role of the male partner. Under the watchful eyes of the experienced pros, the girls would make love to each other, switching roles after each encounter. They were taught the intimate secrets of fellatio, how to use the teeth and tongue on the most sensitive areas of a man's penis. They learned how to induce orgasms in themselves and their partners and they learned how to prolong a man's copulation to the utmost.
Due to the heat and humidity, German trainee uniforms were a light weight white one piece tennis dress with a deep V front that had to strain to hold in the young bosoms while the short skirt barely covered the crotch. A swastika adorned the blouse over the right breast. The panty portion tended to cut into a girls ass and cunt so many of the girls did not bother to wear them. Thus in any position except standing straight, the young tarts showed plenty of ass and twat. The Japanese girls wore white silk blouses and red silk shorts. Their blouses semi transparent and showed the dark circles of pert Oriental areolas when dampened by sweat. The whores, being civilians, did not have to wear a uniform and most off them spent their time in bra and panties or other sexy garb.
A light lunch was followed by classes in poise and espionage taught by the commander and her staff. After supper the girls would practice their techniques on each other in the tent cots until falling asleep from bliss in each other arms. The Japs were under Freda's command but in their tent, the interpreter was in control. She maintained a stricter discipline than the free loving Germans. The Jap girls worked hard on physical training during off hours, exercising in skimpy underwear to the amusement of the watching kraut sluts. They were usually too tired by nightfall to worry about sex. The interpreter, being somewhat of a prude, was disgusted at the thought of lesbian relationships and the few Jap girls with the energy and inclination had to slip out of their tent in the middle of the night to meet with their Nazi lovers. Camp life for the girl guards and whores was somewhat more tedious. The whores had to help with the cooking and laundry but other than that their evening were free so if not "supervising" a couple of the young girls they would pair off for their own trysts or play cards.
The girl guards had the toughest life, they were required to wear a uniform during duty hours and because of the long hours some would collapse to sleep in their bunks still clothed. The uniform consisted of a white blouse unbuttoned but tied under the breasts. As usual a Nazi emblem rode over the right breast. Green cotton shorts that hung low on the hips and ended an inch below the crotch completed the uniform. In this heat no one wore underwear with the uniform. Duty rosters included the two guard posts near the beach with a guard shift being 6 hours long, one guard post by the commanders tent and the usual KP and latrine duties along with maintaining training records and such.
Even though the duty was tough, the girl guards still found time for lifes pleasures and an evening never passed without the sound of their tongues slurping wet pussies mixing with the moans of the trainees as the tried out a new technique. Eva Meisner flopped out on her bunk, stretching out her six foot frame. The first couple of days had been rough, what with assembling all the gear and getting into a new routine. Finally she had a chance to rest. The nude swim in the ocean just completed had washed the sweat and dirt of the last two days off her tanned blond body. While walking back to the tent, the warm Pacific breeze had dried her smooth flesh but the long mane of golden hair cascading around her pretty face and the curly patch of blond fuzz guarding her pink pussy still dripped moisture. Her sexy pose, legs slightly spread and hands back under her head, had not gone unnoticed by the other girls in the tent. Paula, another true blond, found herself staring at the prone girl and licking her lips.
Paula had just gotten off duty and still wore her sweaty uniform. She tugged down on her shorts, slipping them off her 36 inch hips. Then off came the blouse, freeing a pair of natural 36C breasts. The rigid pink nipples standing proudly from her tits betrayed her sexual urge to any observant eye. Through the corner of her eye, Eve could see the smaller girl gazing lustily and began to tease her. Eve rolled slightly and brought up one leg so her knee was bent and her pussy in Paula's view. Eve began to rub her muff and slip a finger between her delectable labia. Her free hand massaged her firm breasts and flat belly. Eve glanced over at Paula and smiled to herself when she saw the girl quivering with lust, reaching for her own golden snatch. Eve took the wet finger from her cunt, slowly placed it in her mouth and licked it off, then extended it toward Paula and motioned her over.
Paula covered the distance between them like a gazelle being pursued by a hungry lion. She knelt next to the bunk and planted a wet, deep kiss on Eve's full red lips. Eve responded to the probing tongue exploring her mouth. Her hips began to writhe and she wrapped her hands in the blond hair falling over her face, pulling Paula into harder contact with her body. Hornier than she had realized, Eve wasted no time in taking control. She rammed a long middle finger into Paula's hot cunt and lifted the girl up onto her body. The two girls squirmed in each others arms, breasts flattened together and legs intertwined. Paula began to slip down Eve's body, stopping to kiss and nibble her neck, then spending time suckling the bigger girl's firm tits. Soon she continued her journey, guided by Eve's hands on her head. She traced a path with her wet tongue, between the tasty tits, down the flat hard belly, through a patch of golden fuzz and finally reaching the apex of Eve's womanhood. Eve took about five minutes of Paula's fingers and tongue stretching and drilling her cunt before she knew she was close to cumming. Luckily by this time Paula had turned around and her cunt was in reach.
As her first orgasm exploded, Eve shoved Paula's head hard into her pussy and lifted her own head up into her lovers snatch. She engulfed Paula's clit in her mouth and bit down just hard enough to cause painful pleasure. Paula bucked hard as her cunt responded to Eve's teeth and her face was flooded with the warm sweet juice of Eve's orgasm. She didn't have a chance to react further because she found herself being flipped on her back by the bigger Nazi. Paula felt Eve's strong hands on her ass, pulling her sweet crotch up to Eve's mouth. Paula's own face was straddled by the powerful girl's hips and Eve's wet pussy was mashed into her mouth. Eve worked the smaller girl's body like a fine violin, getting her to a fever pitch, moaning and writhing in passion.
Before letting her cum, Eve turned Paula over on her belly, stradled her back and lowered her head into the pungent ass wiggling under her. Eve drew her tongue from the lower spine down into the crack of Paula's ass, spreading the firm cheeks apart with her hands. She paused for a moment, then drilled her tongue deep into the girl's rosy asshole. Paula gasped, grasped the cot rails tight with her hands, went rigid and burst into climax. It took her thirty seconds to come back to her senses. Eve rolled her back over and lay next to her in the crowded bunk. Sweat covered both girls and the physical effort of their sex combined with the days work suddenly caught up with them. In minutes both girls were fast asleep, arm in arm and face to face.
In contrast to the gentle passion of Eve and Paula, some of the lesbian guards liked their sex rough and started a sort of fighting-fucking contest with regular matches and even a champion. Matches were held every other evening in the center of the compound. The trainees were not allowed to participate but any of the guards or prostitutes could enter. The current champion was a girl guard named Marlena. A street tough young woman of twenty five, the 5'8" brunette had battled all her live to survive in the poor sections of Hamburg. She had been a thief, sold her body to men and women, con artist, what ever it took to keep food in her mouth and clothes on her back. Her features were pleasant to the eye though she could not be called a great beauty. Her best asset was a killer pair of muscled thighs and a slim, tight, hard ass. She had a more than adequate set of knockers, measuring in at 36C and anyone who bedded her down was never disappointed in her abilities.
This evening she had been challenged by a prostitute named Lilith. The whore was a couple years older but about the same size. She to had known some hard times in life so a close contest was expected. Lilith had been born into a good family of substantial means, had good clothes and attended private schools. However when she was seventeen and fully blossomed into a 5'7" brunette beauty, she fell in with a bad crowd. She got mixed up in a botched robbery, was arrested and sent to prison. It changed her life. Disowned by her humiliated parents and totally alone in a cruel, decrepit cell; she was easy prey for the horny male guards who raped the young girl almost nightly. With a ten year sentence staring her in the face, when the crooked warden offered her parole in exchange for serving in a brothel, she readily accepted. She spent three years working in the brothel before she could strike out on her own and by then it was to late to do anything else except sell her body.
The match, as usual, was held at sunset in the grassy center of the campground. Several dozen spectators surrounded the site. Most were paired up on blankets and because the night was chilly, their nipples were engorged and hard, denting uniforms or clothing the scantily clad sluts wore. In contrast to the viewers, the two combatants strode out totally nude. As they walked from their tents and into the night air, the chill affected their boobs also. Flaccid nubs of tissue grew into grape sized, sensitive teats.
The women faced each other and the contest began. Slowly they circled, looking for an opening, fingernails bared, ready to scratch and tear flesh. Lilith landed the first blow. She charge in, faking a blow to the head and when Marlena went for the fake, Lilith drove a foot into Marlena's guts. The crowd of girls gasped as the champion fell backward, perhaps tonight would see a new queen crowned. Maybe but not yet, Marlena sprung to her feet, shaking off the cobwebs, ready for more. Lilith gave it to her, she was behind Marlena and now grasped her in a bear hug. Lilith squeezed for all she was worth, flattening Marlena's tits and causing the guard much discomfort. Suddenly the tables turned and it was Lilith who yelped in pain. Marlena had stomped down on Lilith's foot, causing her to loosen her grip. The guard then dropped down while raising her arms, freeing herself from the hold. Now to retaliate, Marlena drove her elbow into the whore's guts the used the back of her fist to smash Lilith's groin. She howled and Marlena spun around to continue the attack. She threw a punch at the whore's tit's that Lilith side stepped and blocked. Marlena let her hands drop and Lilith snapped a roundhouse kick into her ribs. She followed it up with a hard punch into Marlena's left breast.
The crowd hooted and hollered, sensing Marlena's impending defeat. Lilith sensed it also and got overconfident. She wasn't prepared when Marlena flew from her doubled over position and tackled Lilith, throwing her to the ground. The guard was all over the whore, driving a knee up into her crotch and pummeling her tits with fists and fingernails. Lilith was weakening, she tried to fight back and she got in some good licks but Marlena was setting her up for the finish. The guard backed off and the whore stared to rise, she had taken the bait. When Lilith was crouched on her haunches, Marlena sprung like a cat, catching the whore in a head scissors. The women were on their sides with Lilith's head trapped in the vise grip of Marlena's muscular thighs.
The girl guard rolled, forcing Lilith on her back and her head into Marlena's crotch. Marlena sat back on her, cutting off her air supply. Lilith had no choice but to frantically slap the ground indicating submission. A cheer went up from the spectators and that was a signal for the orgy to begin. The girls watching the contest now fell on each other like a pack of rutting animals. Their libidos had been stirred to the boiling point by the fight and now they paired off in groups of two, three, and more, ravishing each others bodies with fingers, tongues even toes. Marlena relaxed her grip and Lilith gulped need air then dove right back into the guards warm wet pussy. The mass copulation went on till midnight when the exhausted girls finally crawled back to their bunks for some needed sleep.
One would think that the girls would get along with all the group sex going on, but no, bitches will always be bitches and it was about three weeks into the training that tensions began to flare and an unforeseen visitor upset the smooth running camp. Up until that point things had run smoothly. There had been a couple of cat fights, mostly minor things that were quickly broken up by the guards. Only one had gotten out of hand, two whores having a card game got into it over cheating. The accuser, a 5'8" redhead of about thirty sprang up and flung dirt in the eyes of the accused, a slightly taller blond. While the blond tried to clear her eyes the redhead planted a front kick squarely in the blond's cunt. The blond screamed and sank to her knees but when the redhead approached the blonds right fist shot out and up and sank into left heaving breast of the redhead. Now it was her turn to gag and stagger back. They both attacked with claws this time as red grabbed the blonds 38's and blondie did likewise to red's 37's.
This stalemate may have gone on if not for the intervention of Big Bertha. Bertha was the largest Amazon in the camp at 6'4" and 180lb of hard muscle. She was also one of the most beautiful of the guards. Her hair was strawberry blond in all the right places and her body was built like a berserk hourglass. Natural 44"DD breasts strained in the confines of her white blouse that knotted over a 26" waist that then flared into 39" hips that could tame any man and most animals. Supporting all this beauty were a pair of long tapered legs that went on forever. If Bertha's mind had not been poisoned by the Nazis she would have been a great catch. But back to the fight, Bertha merely grabbed each bitch around the neck and yanked them apart, a feat that caused some deep scratches in their tits. They glared at each other as Bertha laughed and suggested they lick each other wounds.
It was getting late in the afternoon when she thought she saw something out in the water. Heidi was at the southern guard post and the suns reflection made it hard to see out on the water but yes something was out there. Heidi cupped her hands and yelled out across the beach to Valerie in the north guard post. Could she see it? Valerie ran across the beach to her co-guard and together they ran to the water line. Now they could make out a raft drifting in with the tide. What they could not see out over the horizon was the periscope of the USS Devilfish as it submerged after setting out the raft and it's contents. They also could not have known that the prior evening agent Jim had made a visit to the island to hide another inflatable raft and gear to use for his escape. The raft made it's way closer to the beach and both girls lifted their rifles but as it drifted closer they noticed U-704 painted on the raft.
"It's German" said Heidi. "There is a man in it." squealed Valerie. "I'll run back for help and you watch him." By now the raft had beached itself and Heidi stood over the man inside. He had been out there for some time she thought gazing at his beard and sunburn. She also couldn't help but notice that he was very handsome and muscular. She found herself fingering her twat and wondering what she might find in his pants. Her thoughts were interrupted by the return of Valerie with two other guards. After reviving the man with cool water the other two guards escorted him back to camp to be interrogated by Freda. The sight of a hunk of a man in the torn remains of a German submariners uniform being helped into camp by two busty broads created quite a stir among the cock starved bimbos. They tried to get close enough to feel him up but his two helpers sternly shouted them away, they really wanting him for themselves.
Hearing the commotion, Freda had come out from her tent where moments earlier a private had her tongue buried in the Captain's privates. The bitches didn't notice Freda buttoning the front of her white uniform shorts as she strode out. "What goes on here?" asked Freda as her eyes drank in the 6'2" 220lb hunk of man flesh in front of her. The guard explained the circumstances of the mans presence. "This could be trouble" thought Freda, "or maybe I can use him to my advantage". "Bring him into my headquarters" she barked.
As she sat at her desk with Lt. Anna at her side and a guard with a 9mm sten gun posted by the door she began her interrogation. Jim answered all her questions in perfect German while mentally undressing and screwing the commandant's voluptuous body, explaining that his sub had been caught on the surface by an allied plane and had been sunk several days earlier. He and several other had escaped death in two rafts by the other raft hand been lost in a storm along with his companion. To his knowledge, he was the lone survivor. He also asked if he could send out a distress call on her radio. Freda denied his request stating the need to keep their existence a secret. She did, however, tell him that they would all be leaving before to long. Freda had thought about having the man killed but since she bought his story hook, line, and sinker she decided to let him stay on the island, and "leave" with the whores. Until then she could use him for some of the harder work and to make love to the guards and herself. She could not let him fuck the trainees, if they got pregnant their usefulness was gone. She informed the guard sergents to make up a bunk for Jim in the guard tent.
Shatzi and Henna were twin amazons in their late twenties who had enlisted together at the beginning of the war hoping to help the cause of Nazism. Most of their careers had been in steno pools or code rooms although because of their drop dead figures and the fact they shared everything including men, they did get invited to a lot of parties. Now they had to restrain themselves with the news that this hunk of muscle and cock would be at their beck and call. While still maintaining the appearances of a man weakened by days on a raft, Jim's keen eyes and ears missed nothing, including the fact that he was the only man with over a hundred sex starved pussies.
"This assignment will be some fun after all" he thought as the twins led him off to be bathed and fed like a prized stallion before he mounts the mares. He was a little surprised when he spotted a pair of dark haired oriental girls. The intelligence reports had not mentioned them. The rest of the morning was spent having soft female hands wash and massage his body and try as he might his cock refused to play the part of a weakened man as it grew to full stature under the caresses of the giddy guards. As he gazed at the firm tits and asses hovering around him he had to fight off the urge to impale one of them on his throbbing cock. "Time for that later after I have 'recovered'" he thought to himself. Lunch and a few hours of sleep followed his bathing, however, that evening things got interesting.
Following the end of their shift Shatzi and Henna decided it was time to check out their 'guest'. It was early evening and the sun was just setting when Jim was awakened by the throbbing of his cock, he shook the cobwebs from his eyes and found himself looking up the lush pink ass of Shatzi. She was naked and had straddled his body and was now engrossed in sucking the juices from his cock. He was just about to lift his head up to lick her rosebud when Henna straddled his face and buried her blond pussy in his mouth. The curly lite hairs tickled his nose as he responded by driving his tongue deep into her quim. "Holy Shit" he thought, "she may be an enemy bitch but she sure has a sweet pussy"!
After a few minutes of cock sucking and pussy munching the two girls got off of Jim and reversed positions so they would be facing each other. While they were doing this Jim could not help but notice the four perfect tits bouncing over him, 38's he thought but God those nipples must be an inch long! His thoughts were interrupted as now Shatzi dropped her cunt down for some tongue lashing while Henna's well lubed twat took all 8 inches of Jim's cock up to the hilt. He found out they were identical twins right down to the taste of their pussies. While the Nazi sluts kissed and fondled each other his cock was pumping like a jack hammer and his tongue flicked and sucked as if to drain her pussy dry. Shatzi demanded that they switch positions so she could have some cock but then Hanna decided that they should switch back. Jim didn't care which bitch he was porking. Even Nazi bitches are not superhuman and neither was Jim so after several minutes of this ecstasy things came to a three way climax. Jim's cock shot forth a load of cum like a fire-hose into the hot pussy of Hanna which caused her to orgasm and clamp down on Shatzi's tits while driving her tongue into her sisters mouth. The two tongues were too much for her and her orgasm spewed pussy juice down Jim's throat inducing one last spurt from him. The three sweat soaked bodies slumped together in spent lust. The two satiated sluts retired to their own bunks to dream of the return matches they would have with this Aryan god while Jim fell asleep in minutes.
Several hours later Jim was awakened by a soft hand over his mouth. It was not trying to hurt just to keep him from making a sound that would wake the barracks. He could only make out a her shape in the dim light. She was one of the smaller Nazis, he judged about 5'6" and 120lb. Her bust was an adequate 36C over a waspish 23" waist and slender 36" hips. She motioned for him to rise and follow her. They went out the tent and down the three steps to the ground as the tents were elevated to discourage bugs and snakes. They had no trouble slipping around the tent and into the jungle as the three sluts on night guard duty in the camp were as usual playing cards by the cook fire. Outside in the moonlight he could see the girl was the one would had stood over him in the raft. Heidi had watched, along with the rest of the tents guards, as the twins had filled up on cock meat and now she wanted her share.
She laid out the blanket she had taken along and laid down on it, then she motioned for Jim to lay beside her. Hers was a different style of sex compared to the twins. She tenderly kissed him and stroked his manhood back to life. Their tongues intertwined and she guided his hand to her pussy where he used his fingers to spread her cunt lips and twiddle her clitoris. Her juice soon began to flow over his fingers as her sweet meat began to throb in anticipation of wrapping his hard cock. Meanwhile she was using her hands to milk precum from his cock which she rubbed all over his cockhead. No words were spoken, it was all on instinct. Heidi rolled on her back, arched her hips and he responded by kneeling between her legs, rubbing his cockhead in her pussy and slamming it home. She met his thrusts with her own as she writhed and mewed like a kitten. He had been pumping away for some time when she pulled away and got on her hands and knees. Jim needed no encouragement, with cock in hand he lined up his shot and drove in again and again, his hips slapping against her firm ass. His orgasm was just beginning when one word finally came from the mouth of the overheated girl, "arse"! He pulled out his still spewing cock, used his own cum to lube her rosebud and forced his way into the hot tight cavern. Heidi came like a bucking bronco and he rode her like one. She would buck and he would slam it home, Finally they were both to spent to continue. They collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs to rest.
Later, as he slipped back into the tent he figured it must be about 3:00 am and still the guards were around the camp fire. He made a mental note to remember that. After that evening Heidi would make her nocturnal visit every night unless she had late guard shift. Jim found her tender love style a refreshing change from the horny domineering sluts that he serviced every evening. As they lay in each others arms under the stars they began to get to know each other, Jim found out she had enlisted after her parents died in an air raid and she had no other means of support. He, of course, lied about his past but he found himself growing more and more fond of the young girl soldier. The next morning he again was brought to the commandant and she explained what his duties would be. Jim noticed that Freda's eyes spent a lot of time staring at his crotch. "Good" he thought, "she's the one I have to bed down to get the info I need".
The next several days and nights passed by with Jim observing all that was going on during the day and at night fucking the two or three guards or whores that had won the drawing they ran to see who got screwed that night. Shatzi and Henna would take him together three more times, each one more vigorous than the last. His one encounter with Bertha would be remembered forever as the huge amazon never let him off his back for two hours, her massive muscled thighs clamped to his body or straddling his face. As she orgasmed, her thighs clamped down on him until he swore his eyes would pop.
He made a special effort to seduce the Japanese interpreter. Not only to find out why Japs were on the island but also because she was an exotic fox. She was a Eurasian beauty, English and Japanese, and at 5'6", taller than most Orientals. The girl was slender and while not as buxom as the German girls, her nicely rounded 35C bust was bigger than the pure Japanese girls. Jim found out her name was Nioki, she was twenty three and her mother had been from England. He spent several evening talking to her as she put her girls through their workouts. She was an intelligent woman who had be given this assignment because of her language skills. She did not want to be there and hoped the war would end soon. Jim sensed she would respond to tenderness and sympathy so he laid it on thick. He wasn't really lying, he did feel sorry for this girl, out of place and probably doomed. Finally, the third evening of his seduction, she agreed to walk with him after the workout.
They found a quite spot under the stars and sat down. Soon they were kissing passionately, then her hands began to explore his body. She was thawing out fast, opening her blouse and offering him her breasts. He accepted and while he sucked and licked her aroused nipples, she undid his fly and wrapped her hands around his quickly stiffening cock. She guided his hand to her eager love mound and his fingers explored the warm dark wetness of her woman hood. Nioki lay back and spread her legs, lifting them almost back to her head. Then she took Jim by the prick and placed his cockhead between her pussy lips. Jim held the girl by the shoulders and rammed in. With her slim hips and small ass, she had the tightest pussy of any of his conquests and she orgasmed quickly and often impaled on his big prick. They spent several hours making love in various positions while talking about their lives and their current situation. Nioki was as passionate a heterosexual lover as she was frigid to lesbianism. When Jim finally did fill her womb with a gush of hot sperm, the abandon of her orgasm matched any he had known. It would be the last she experienced in her short life.
He gleaned a lot of info from the girl guards. As expected, they let down their guard when his hard shlong drove in and out of their hot, wet pussies. Key information came from one busty redheaded amazon bitch who maintained the files of prospective victims for the V Force. She loved having his hot shaft squeezed between her 42's. One evening she was laying under him while his hard cock slid up and down her cleavage, her hands forcing the big breasts together, when his load shot out and creamed her doll like face. While he rubbed his cum over her boobs and nipples she talked a blue streak, detailing the targeted leaders and some of the sluts assigned to them.
He had almost all the info he needed, this was definitely a major operation the Nazis were planning. One way or another, he knew they must be stopped. He would have to make his break soon even if it meant not screwing the captain and obtaining the info only she had. These women, while beautiful, were part of an evil Nazi plot that could have world shattering implications. As it was, he need not have worried about the statuesque captain, for Freda had observed the contented looks on the faces of some of her guards and she too had been without a man for a long time.
That night before any guards could have their fun, Freda sent her personal guard for the night, Eva Meisner, to bring the sailor to her tent. Eva hadn't had the chance to fuck the muscular man yet and her six foot tall, platinum blond maned body with 40 inch tits and a set of matching 40 inch hips was not immune to his obvious masculinity. As she jogged to the guard tent to summon the man, her breasts nearly bounced free of her loosely knotted blouse. Returning to Freda's tent, her hips swayed and ass wiggled as if asking for the cock of the big stallion, foreplay not required, her pussy was already hot. As they entered the tent Freda told Eva to remain outside on watch so they were not disturbed. Eva was disappointed as she had hoped for a threesome but she followed orders like a good Nazi.
Jim had never before been in Freda's bedchamber so the first thing he did was to take in the whole room noticing especially the SS ceremonial dagger that hung in it's sheath from the bedpost. The arrogant bitch had left the means for her own destruction within easy reach. The dagger had been a gift from Field Marshall Rommel himself after a memorable weekend in Barvaria.
Freda started things off by untying her sheer blouse and letting her magnificent breasts explode into view. Taking his hands and placing them on the mountainous melons she then wiggled out of her shorts to expose a love mound trimmed in gold. She turned around and rubbed the crack off her firm ass in his crotch. He responded by grabbing her firm as honeydew melon tits and pulling her back into him while his shaft engorged in his pants. He had no shirt on and Freda made short work of his pants as she knelt in front of him. Her mouth clamped around his cockhead like a vacuum cleaner, sucking and biting while he entwined his hands in her long golden hair and forced her to even greater lengths. She was an expert at cocksucking and showed him some new tricks that had him gritting his teeth to avoid blowing his wad to early and ruining his plans. Next he laid her over the bed while he knelt behind her, putting her legs up on his shoulders he would run his tongue from her pussy to her asshole and back. She moaned and begged for more. Inserting his middle finger in her cunt he could then shove his thumb up her ass, squeezing them together while groping a tit with his free hand brought on her first orgasm.
All the while they were fucking, Jim carefully made small talk about the camp and it's women. In her orgasmic fog, Freda told him more than she should. All the pieces of info so pleasurably gained began to fall into place. The scope and audacity of the Nazi plan surprised him. Jim realized he must escape that evening and alert the brass. He renewed his efforts to tire the big Nazi slut. Grabbing both tits he positioned his cock in her qwim and pulled hard, Freda jerked back on his cock and came again. Jim alternated between butt fucking and dog fucking and brought Freda to her third orgasm. She could feel herself tiring and couldn't believe that Jim still had not shot his wad.
Freda's decision to flip Jim on his back and become the aggressor was exactly what he had wanted. He had noticed that her orgasms were getting stronger and she was becoming less alert, one more good one should do it. Jim rolled on his back on the bed being careful to position himself just right. Freda jumped on him like a panther in heat, up and down she worked his cock, squeezing it in her overheated pussy. His hands were kneading her bouncing breasts, sucking and biting her nipples, tickling her twat and asshole. She was breathing very rapidly now and he sensed her impending orgasm, he was ready. He shot his hot load deep in her womb and she went off like a rocket. Her eyes glazed over as her back arched, her nipples had extended to their full length. She let out the cry of pleasure that he had been waiting for.
"Ooooohhhhhhaaahhhhhhggrrhhmmmmppph". Jim's right hand had shot up and pulled the dagger from it's sheath and in one motion his left hand covered her mouth while the right jabbed the dagger up into the silky left breast of his prey. The full ten inches of steel ripped up through the firm flesh angling for Freda's heart. He could feel her pussy tighten in one last orgasm as her heart was perforated. The look in her eyes was one of pleasure and surprise as he pulled the bloody dagger from it's warm human host. Kissing the soft red lips of the dead Nazi witch for one last time, he whispered to her unhearing ears, "War's a bitch, baby". He pushed the dead witch back on the bed, jism seeping from her open pussy as his rigid cock slipped out of the wet hole. Now he had to work fast, making sure there was no blood on his body, he stretched Freda's corpse out on the bed, spreading her legs wide. He hid the dagger in the right spot then he went out to the door still naked and hard.
"Freda would like you to join us now" he told Eva as she eyed his cock with lust; noticing the wet spot in her crotch he knew she had heard the sounds of animal passion and had been diddling herself while listening to the love match. The unsuspecting statuesque slut had hoped for a crack at this man and a threesome with this stud and the commandant, who she matched very closely in physical stature, would be even better. Longing for the hard cock deep in her pussy and Freda's tits in her face, she entered the tent and met instead, her doom. As she sexily slunk into the tent in front of him, he picked up the dagger from it's hidden spot. Eva pulled back the curtain to the bedchamber and saw her mutilated commander, blood staining her once flawless skin. Her hand went to her mouth, but before she could scream Jim spun her around with such force that her firm round tits finally popped out of her loosened blouse.
"Oooooppfff"! His fist slammed the dagger into her flat belly button hard enough to force the wind from her lungs. The bloody blade is immediately pulled out for a second thrust. Gasping for air and in terrible pain, she is reaching for her sliced belly when she was slammed against the wall by the killing thrust. He had aimed his dagger for her exposed left breast, a quick thrust sent ten inches of hard German steel through the nipple and on through the quivering mound of tit meat, tasting it's second ripe Nazi boob of the night. Again her breasts were not large enough to take ten inches of steel and the dagger found her heart. The look in Eva's eyes was different than with Freda. No pleasure here, just shock, pain, and disbelief.
Jim looked at the expression on her tear stained face, gazed down on her ruined knockers and swelling hips and, as he pulled out the dagger and her blood flowed from her lacerated nipple he really regretted having to kill the big beautiful girl. She slowly slid down the wall to the floor, stared up at him in a silent gaze of confusion, coughed and died. He had slain the sexy bitch out of necessity, her life for his, but it was the throbbing erection, inches from Eva's unseeing eyes that disturbed him. He would have preferred to stay on the island, fucking with all those juicy German foxes. He certainly hadn't wanted the war that forced his actions. What bothered him most was the sexual stimulation he received from Eva's death. After his exploits with Freda, he should have been limp as a cooked noodle.
But he couldn't dwell on that now, he still had work to do. Kneeling next to the deceased amazon, he untied her blouse and removed it. Next he tugged her blood stained shorts down her long limp legs. Bending over the Eva's lifeless form, he kissed her softly and then picked her up. For such a tall busty girl, she was a light load. He placed her body on top of Freda in the classic 69 position, her face in Freda's cum covered twat. Eva's tight pink pussy, framed in silver blond curls between those delectable ass cheeks, and hanging over the dead commandants head was an arousing sight. Jim decided to take the time to give the dead girl what she came into the tent for. He certainly had the erection to get the job done. He climbed back on the bed over the two dead cunts and hammered away at the warm dead pussy. Slapping hard against the ample ass of the slain guard, his pounded out his frustration and anger at being forced to kill beautiful pussy even if they were Nazi sluts.
His rage subsided as he spewed a hot load deep into the dead woman's womb and the extra ten minutes taken to give Eva a screwing would save two lives. As his cock shrank back to normal size and slipped out of the wet cunt, some of the love juices dripped off her pussy lips and into the unseeing face of the dead Freda. Next he covered up as much blood as possible. He wanted a person who might peek in to assume the bitches fell asleep while doing each other. Jim was checking out the entire office, reading and memorizing all the files, and just about to smash the radio when he heard soft footsteps. Slipping next to the door he waited as a figure stepped in. Grabbing the slim blond figure around the neck, he had the dagger under her breast when he realized he was about to kill Heidi. She had come to look for him when he was not back in his cot for their love session. As he held the squirming girl he knew she could ruin his mission and get him killed. He should plunge the blade into her heart as he had done the other two women, but his heart would not let him. He had killed more than his share of beautiful German women. The dagger was lowered, it would not taste a third shapely Aryan tit that night.
Feeling the sharp point leave her threatened boob, the girl relaxed and stopped her struggles. Jim knew now that he had fallen in love with this girl as he whispered for her to be quiet. She nodded and he released her and took the biggest gamble of his life by telling her of his true mission and of his love for her. He didn't tell her what he thought the brass's response to his information would be. She wrapped her arms around him and said that she also had fallen for him and would not betray him. Knowing that her survival was improbable if she remained on the island he asked her to leave with him. He figured she would be interred in a POW camp until wars end but he would visit her and after the war they could get married. She only thought a moment before agreeing and they slipped out of the tent and into the jungle where he had hidden his escape gear. A quick rappel down the cliff and they were paddling his raft out to meet the sub that would surface every night at a certain time.
While rowing he had time to reflect on his mission. Killing those women had been necessary but he did regret the loss of such fine pussy. But he had found love where he would never had expected it. When the brass found out what he knew about V Force he suspected that they would have the bitches wiped out and he wondered how many others were like Heidi, in the wrong place at the wrong time. In a way he was happy he didn't have to go back for that. Except for the stares and wolf whistles of the sailors as Heidi's long tan legs descended the sub ladder, the trip back was uneventful. She was confined to the captain' cabin and the captain bunked with the first officer. This was as much to protect her from the horny sailors as it was because she was German.
Chapter 6 Shake up
Morning came and the first thing the girl guards noticed was that the man had not returned to his bunk. Since they knew he had been with the commander that evening they assumed he was still there. The killings were discovered by the cook who was assigned to take breakfast to the captain. At first she looked in and saw Eva's face buried in Freda's pussy with the captains head up between the guards legs. As Jim had figured, she thought the two women had fallen asleep during sex. Then she saw the blood. Her scream alerted the rest of the camp. Lt. Anna took over and her investigation found Jim and Heidi missing and the radio smashed. Her conclusion was that he tried to talk Freda into radioing for a rescue ship for him and when she refused he murdered her, radioed for help, then killed the guard when she stumbled on him.
She thought Heidi was dead somewhere in the jungle or a hostage. Anna assumed that he would either be lost in the ocean or if he was rescued would not talk to save his own skin, therefore she did not see any further danger to the mission. They were more than halfway thru the training and would be gone soon. The loss of the radio would be an inconvenience but on the other hand, the sluts would never know that the last German offensive was broken at the Battle of the Bulge and the Allies were driving into the heart of Nazism from both fronts. After a burial service things settled down with Anna and her lover moving into the command tent. The big lieutenant and her small pfc lover liked the privacy of the command tent and they often spent all night bitchfucking each other. The only change she made was to have the few weapons they had spread out among the tents.
Her lack of response would prove to be deadly. Two days later back in New Zealand, Jim and Heidi were being debriefed. The CO listened intently to everything including some of the sexual forays. Afterward he made a tough decision that he would have to live with for the rest of his life. The war in Europe was nearing an end and since the German girl had come along willingly and cooperated, he would cut her a break. As far as anyone in the High Command knew, she did not exist. She would stay in the base prison until the mission was over then be allowed to leave with agent Honsberger who was mustering out anyway.
That part was easy, the next part wasn't. He was about to take personal responsibility for the deaths of over one hundred and fifty young Axis women. After Heidi was escorted out, he issued his command, "The bitches are like an infection and we can't let them get off the island to spread". "Even though the war is near over, they could cause a lot of damage and possibly prolong the conflict, costing many Allied lives". "We have no choice but to wipe them out, no prisoners!"
It was the decision Jim knew would come yet he regretted it. He was not as battle hardened as some of these men, he did not know of times in Germany and France when allied soldiers captured by female SS would be tortured and have their genitals cut off so they would bleed to death. The CO knew of these atrocities, he knew of the depths of evil that the female Nazi mind could sink to. In fact he had a captured German film of a party where just such a mutilation took place and he intended to show that film to the men going on the assault. In the film, three semi nude sluts arouse the lust in two bound GI's by licking their cocks and teasing them with big bare tits. The CO didn't know it but one of the bitches in the film was now in command of "V Force". One of the tramps strips naked and lowers her hot cunt down until it just begins to engage the cockheads of the GI's. Then just as the three men are about to explode and spew jism in the air the other two witches grab their dongs and force glass rods down the dicks. While the men struggle, the evil bitches smash the glass rods and the shards of broken glass rip the insides of the stiff dongs. As the men scream in agony, the women kick them in the groin and stomp their balls. Then long knives are used to cut off first one nut, then the other, then the cock is severed. Finally the men are shot and the film ends.
If Jim had seen the film perhaps he too would volunteer to go back and blow away the Nazi cunts. He certainly wouldn't have regretted killing Freda. She could plainly be seen in the film, sitting bare assed on a Kraut officer's lap. As the GI's were dying, she was getting her butt porked by the slobbering Nazi. But he hadn't seen it and all his mind saw was visions of a hundred Nazi she-wolves with Heidi's face, their tits jerking and twitching under the impact of heavy caliber bullets, the survivors dispatched with bayonet thrusts through the firm pouts of their bellies as they lay moaning and writhing on the blood soaked ground. He saw his soon to be wife's face on every corpse or he saw the sweet pussies of the twins. No. he would not go back, and as it turned out his vision was pretty close to the events to follow.
The CO sent for sergeant Jack Harper, a seasoned veteran of the Anzio and Normandy landings and no stranger to the evil that was Nazism. Many good friends of Jack had died with German slugs in their bodies and he seethed with hatred of the Nazi regime. He also knew of the Bataan death march so killing Jap sluts sure wouldn't bother him. Jack was fully briefed on the island and what the Nazi cunts were up to. He was ordered to take no prisoners, women or not. Jack assured the CO that he had no problem with the order. The next day Jack returned to the CO with his plan, he would hand pick thirty men who would have no problem pulling the trigger if the sights were pointed between a pair of bouncing 38's. No green recruits would be used. They might delay that few seconds as they realized a woman would die. A delay that could prove fatal to the Allied force. Using the plan of the camp supplied by Jim, they designed an strategy that would surround the camp and launch a massive, surprise pre-dawn attack that would hopefully catch the Axis bitches in bed and destroy them before they could mount a defense. Even if they were discovered, the Nazi women did not have the weapons or the training to repulse a well armed force.
Just as the recently deceased Captain Freda had picked her fighting force for less than the best reasons, Jack picked only the cream of his men. A lot of the guys had relatives die in Nazi camps or Bataan, some had criminal records, several were Russian regulars who had helped stop the Nazis at Moscow and had won a transfer to the warm Pacific as reward for heroism. All were battle hardened killers and the Russians especially wanted a crack at the Nazi witches. When the squad had been formed and the mission explained, the CO played his trump card and showed the captured film. As the men watched the semi nude SS witches castrate the GI's you could sense a hardening of the spirit. Any qualms about blasting hot lead or cold steel into the soft bodies of Nazi she-wolves was gone. The men vowed to themselves that not a slut would escape their vengeance. It was unfortunate that the squad didn't know of Lt. Anna's tie-in with the filmed atrocities or they could have planned a special demise for her. A more fitting death for her would have had her stuffed in a large barrel of broken glass and rolling it around till her body was shredded like hamburger. But alas, she would merely die a relatively quick death along with her entire island of naked Axis tarts.
The squad embarked on an American submarine after only two days of intensive planning and training. Time was of the utmost importance as it wasn't known exactly when the hellions would leave their island nest. Crammed onboard the crowded boat, the GI's reviewed maps of the target camp and spent time checking equipment. Knives and bayonets were honed to razor sharpness. M1 rifles and Thompson sub-machine guns cleaned and lubed. As the squad filled magazines with deadly soft-point bullets, banned by the Geneva convention, they tried to visualize the effect of the slugs on female bodies. A few Russian men had smuggled in some even nastier, explosive tipped shells for their M1's. The fulminate of mercury explosive in the lead bullets could blow the tit right off a naked slut. Hardons were the order of the day as each man's mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming carnage. Some day dreamed of a cruel but lovely Nazi face disappearing in a spray of gore, some, a slim belly blown open and dropping it's contents in front of a stunned, dying bitch. Most guys though, would aim for the big bouncing German jugs.
Chapter 7 Day of Dealing Death
On the evening that would be her last on earth, Nioki had an ominous premonition. It was after lights out and she could hear the heavy breathing of her girls sleeping in the bunks on either side of hers. During the past week she had begun laying awake at night thinking of the passionate love making Jim had lavished on her body. She lay with her fingers deep in her wet cunt and massaging a tit that seemed firmer and slightly larger that before. As she tweaked and twisted an erect nipple, memories of Jim's tongue tracing paths over that same milk bud increased her sexual stimulation. Her entire body felt strangely different and she sensed that a new life was growing in her womb.
Thinking back, she realized the timing was right and she would have been fertile when Jim's big white dick whitewashed her waiting vagina with steaming sperm. She began reliving his days of seduction and the culmination in copulation. Nioki was a very intelligent woman and as she reviewed the past, some things began to seem funny. When she added up some of the subtle nuances of his mannerisms combined with his sudden departure, Nioki became convinced his story was less than truthful. In the morning she would relay her fears to the Commandant and suggest that the camp be shut down and the girls dispersed to their targets immediately. Nioki had a small radio that the German's didn't know about that could be used to contact the Japanese military and they could relay the messages to the Nazis.
The sub surfaced and puked out two rafts. Two men climbed in each raft and quietly rowed toward opposite cliffs adjacent to the small beach on the island. It was 2:30 in the morning on this dark night with just some moonlight. The men knew that at 3:10 the subs would disgorge the main body of the strike force. Before then, the beach guards had to be eliminated. It took 10 minutes to row to the cliff and another 10 to rappel up the cliff and get into position. Now they would wait for the perfect opportunity. It came with 15 minutes to spare. The GI's watched the girl guards through special night scopes fitted to their weapon of choice for this chore, crossbows, silent yet very deadly. In skilled hands, the black metal weapons were as accurate as a good rifle at ranges up to fifty yards. They fired a twelve inch aluminum shaft tipped with a four edged steel broadhead point. At close range the arrow could punch through a one inch pine board. On hitting a human body, the shaft would drive deep into flesh and cause massive blood loss and shock. even less than perfect hits were lethal. In a few moments the seductive girl guards would feel the sting of the hidden intruders.
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The foxy bitch at the south post was bored with weeks of uneventful lookout duty and put down her rifle to play with herself. In a week she would be off this island and the first man she met, German or not, would get his cock fucked off. She hadn't had a man since the sailor had run off and her pussy could not be satisfied with dildos or tongues, although that one little Jap bitch did a pretty good job. Through the scopes the two GI's assigned to take her out could make out her curly blond hair hanging down around her face, the curve of her full hips ending in long slender legs, the wasp waist, and the full roundness of her chest. In anybodies book she was a looker with a body that could kill, to bad she was the one that would soon die. They could also see that she had untied her blouse to give her access to her pair of 38D titties. She was leaning back against a tree with her left breast cupped in her right hand and her left hand jammed down her tight shorts fingering her twat. Her long wet tongue slipped from her open mouth and wet her full red lips as she undulated in her own pleasure. The green shorts, unbuttoned now, slipped down her lithe legs as her hand massaged the golden bush of her pussy.
The two GI's sighted their bows on the delicious morsel and waited, cocks growing hard. Over on the north side the tall slender bitch was just standing, staring out to sea, but she seemed sleepy and unalert to the GI's with her in their sights. Her uniform was intact and in the dim light they couldn't tell much about her. "Well bitch, it's time for permanent slumber" thought the one GI. The plan was one arrow for each bitch with the second GI on each side waiting to see the impact of the first man's shot. The north GI whispered in his walkie-talkie, "I've got this cunt all lined up for a clean shot. How about you guys?" "All set, I've got a big pink tit in the crosshairs waiting to get skewered," came the reply.
"Ok then, ready, on three, one, two, three!" There were two soft twangs as the steel tipped shafts of death raced to their targets. The south GI had aimed well at the inviting pink tipped target the unsuspecting slut was holding out to him. If one could view the vixen's impalement in slow motion one could almost see the soft white flesh of her tit compress to the right of the pink nipple in a vain attempt to deflect the sharpened steel blades. Cutting effortlessly through the soft skin and gland tissue, the speeding arrow buried itself up to the feathers, ripping into her Aryan black heart.
It's impact staggered the Nazi amazon and she turned slightly to face her killers, sensuous mouth open in surprise but no sounds emitting from her throat. She still had her skewered boob in her hand as the second bow twanged and it's blades matched the first shot, bisecting the nipple of the dying Nazi slut's right breast on it's way to her lung. Her life force was spilling out over her harpooned knockers and her legs turned to rubber. The last thing she realized as she slid down the tree onto her plump ass was that she had lost bladder control and pissed her pants.
The two GI's silently shook hands at the perfect double tit shot. At the same instant that the south guard caught the arrow in her breast an arrow was ripping into the long slim neck of the north girl guard. The rifle clattered to the ground as her hands went up to her neck trying to find the source of her pain. Choking on her own blood she staggers back and falls to her knees. "Twang". The last arrow drives into her belly just below the knot of her blouse. The hands shift from the neck to her belly but it's to late for her. Pitching forward on her face she drives the second arrow through her back. In seconds it was over, both Nazi whores were dead, phase one complete. With the beach guards dead, the GI's have about 10 minutes before the main force hits the beach.
With time to kill and some dead pussy available these GI's decide to dip their wicks. The bloody shafts are removed from the warm bodies, other Nazi whores await their lethal sting. Then the dead sluts are dragged to the grass and striped naked. It is now that they can really see the beauty of the two bitches they have just slaughtered. "If the rest of the witches are built like these two, we are in for some fun" states one GI as he spreads the soft sleek legs of the blond and slams his dick into her tight dead cunt. Her sightless eyes are still open and blood seeps from the two arrow wounds in her tits as her wish for a cock is fulfilled. Brown pussy hair matted with blood from her sliced belly, the slim brunette's body is being vigorously fucked by her killers. The four GI's have just finished filling the dead pussies with hot American jism as the main force begins to beach.
Chapter 8 Wipe-Out or Pardon Me but is that a Bullet Hole in Your Boob?
Using the information and maps Jim drew from memory, the Allied forces deploy around the perimeter of the camp. Several men are assigned posts deeper in the jungle to head off any escapees. By 3:45 the forces are in position, with only two small surprises. While the force was moving from the beach inland, they happened across two girls deeply engrossed in a lovefest. Luckily, the girls were too wrapped up in their passions to hear the approaching soldiers. The assault leader used hand signals to direct men into position. He waited for the best moment. Far from the prying eyes in camp, in a small clearing they found in the woods, the German and the Jap bitchfucked for hours most every night. Jim had not been aware of this nightly liaison.
When the Allies stumbled on their lovenest, the two lesbians were rolling on the ground in the middle of a long passionate kiss. The men watched intently, measuring their victims. The Kraut girl was a tall, slender brunette, maybe 5'10" and 130 Lbs. She eventually lay on her back and was mounted by the Jap. The little Oriental was about 5'1" and 100 Lbs with long jet black hair almost down to her slim ass. She squatted right over the Nazi's face, pussy mashed in her mouth. Her arms reached out and she held on to the brunette's 36 inch, C cup, hooters. Her own 34B's pointed slightly skyward as she arched her back and closed her eyes in animalistic passion.
It was the best moment. With a wave of his hand, the men sprang into action. In a second, the garrote rope was around the Jap's slim neck, choking out any possible cries. The German bitch couldn't scream either, she was muffed by Nip pussy. A knife between the shoulders finished the strangling Jap but her body was in the way of a quick fatal thrust on the Nazi. So the men held the dead girl down tight on the German's face until the kraut stopped struggling and lay still. Tossing the dead Jap aside, they checked the kraut for life and found a weak pulse. Her throat was cut from ear to ear. The group continued forward again, this time more wary of surprises.
They were ready for the next one. As the men were getting into position, the whore Lilith had to relieve herself and was seen approaching the latrine. She strode quickly to the latrine in her white panties and bra, tits bouncing nicely as she moved. Obviously in a hurry, having waited a little to long to go, she never noticed her killers. The GI's posted near the latrine could not risk having her spot them and raise an alarm, so as she pulled at the latrine screen with one hand while tugging down at her panties with the other, one snuck up behind her and looped a knotted rope around her neck. Jerking the rope tight he pulled the struggling bitch back into the brush and down to the ground. Lilith's hands uselessly tried to remove the killing rope and her legs kicked wildly. The white panties slid from her slender ass as it dragged across the rough ground. A trail of hot turds followed her path, as in the emergency, her ass muscles had relaxed and she had lost bowel control. A second man grabbed her legs and held her down. The luckless bitch's struggles lessen under the relentless squeeze of the noose and soon her bladder fails. Hot piss spews from her furry brown cunt as she slips into eternal blackness. She joined the growing list of Nazi casualties as the Allied soldier brought a knife down into her chest, slicing between the white mounds of tit flesh to make sure of her death.
The operation is planned to start at 4:30 just as the sun begins to show but before the girls begin to wake up for what will be their last day on earth. Sarge checks his watch, as the hands cross 4:30 he pulls the pins on two grenades and lobs them at the cook fire where, true to form, the sluts that were supposed to be on guard were having another game of strip poker. It was a pretty even game, one bitch was nude while the other three were topless. They didn't even realize what hit them. The blast sent shards of hot steel in all directions, ripping into any flesh in it's path, and there was plenty to impact. Eight firm tits, four furry pussies and four smooth bellies to be exact and they all received a good load of sharp steel. When the smoke cleared two of the bitches lay motionless, spread out on their backs, chests lacerated by shrapnel, a third was twitching in her death throws, blood covering her punctured belly and boobs, while the nude fourth Nazi had taken her shrapnel low and was screaming like a raped ape as she thrashed on the ground grabbing at her shredded cunt. It was the signal for all hell to break loose.
The next to feel the wrath of the Allies was Lt. Anna. Her lack of preparation was about to come home to roost. It had been a long, passion filled evening for the huge breasted woman. Her pussy and ass ached from the repeated pounding of her lover's oversized dildo, bite marks covered her breasts and nipples. She had lost count of orgasms after six and now was trying to catch a few hours sleep. Of course, the slim hipped guard she had taken as a lover also was exhausted. The girl's hair was matted from the drying cunt juices that spilled on it as the lover filled Anna's vagina with her face. She had collapsed on top of Anna, hair hanging between the big woman's legs and her pussy by Anna's face. Anna had been dildo fucking her when the two women fell asleep.
The sound of the grenades awoke Anna and she wiggled out from under her still groggy lover. "What was that"? was the question on her lips as she staggered to her feet and flung open the door to her tent. She didn't want the answer she was to receive, her tent having been targeted in the pre-raid planning. As she stood naked in the doorway, silhouetted by the lantern in her tent, her body became a perfect target. With her immense 46E knockers swaying side to side, spread legs flaring into wide 40 inch hips, a clump of pussy hair hanging between her legs catching the glint of the light, a GI laying in wait couldn't miss. Lining up his sights with her thumb sized nipples, he opened up with his Thompson, spraying streams of hot avenging lead at the naked sadist.
Even her huge tits could not absorb the kinetic energy of 45 caliber slugs seeking out vital organs. The first burst stitched across her tits from left to right punching ugly red holes in the soft flesh as the slugs bounced her boobs in jerky motion while they ripped into both lungs. The next burst came back down the staggering witch's abdomen and full hips. Driven back by the force of nine bullets mushrooming against muscle and bone, she spun and fell dead at the feet of her naked lover with her big pink ass splayed open and her pussy still dripping juices from the evenings sex play. Later when the GI's recognized her as one of the torturing tarts from the film they would regret that she had died so easily.
The smaller girl laying on the bed still had the dildo deep in her pussy and now she had caught a slug in the upper thigh. The bullet entered her leg about three inches below her cunt and ripped through flesh to lodge in her ass muscle. The noise of death and the pain of her wound caused her to panic and lay on the bed screaming. She didn't stop screaming until the small metal object that resembled a pineapple landed between her legs, exploded, and blew away most of her twat as it drove the dildo deep into her womb and beyond. She had been looking at the grenade when it went off and her once pretty face had disappeared in a burned mass of glop.
The grenade attack on the camp guards signaled the rest of the Allies to open up for the main assault. They started pumping lead into the tents, concentrating most of the firepower on the central tent where they knew the guards were bunked. The GI's figured that only the guards were armed and after they were dead the rest would be a cake walk. Naturally the untrained and undisciplined girls in the rest of the tents panicked and try to escape. The first stages of the assault killed and wounded dozens as the dazed bimbos tried to break out of the tents. Thompson submachine guns and M1 rifles spewed out slugs like angry bees out a hive and the deadly stingers on these bees had targeted the flowers of Axis womanhood for elimination, not pollination.
The naked sluts would run out the doors like fleeing deer only to feel the sting of hot lead ripping into them. As each sexy Nazi witch staggered to the earth, clutching her pain wracked, bleeding body, the Allies felt a small part of their vengeance had been taken. One GI, laying at ambush in the brush, got four of the beautiful blond vixens before the rest wised up to the danger. His vantage point gave him a clear view of the first trainee tent and as the first busty young beauty tried to bolt through the door, he squeezed off a shot and pumped a 30 caliber hollow point round into the firm flatness of her guts. The bullet stopped the naked girl cold. Her soft full mouth dropped open and her slender legs began to waver. A steady stream of deep red liquid flowed from the ugly entrance hole and down her tanned skin. Moaning and clutching her battered belly the mortally wounded whore pitched face first off the steps, into the dirt.
Not realizing what was happening, two more of the blond beauties tried the same escape and they also found themselves with extra belly buttons as the quick firing GI punched the Kraut killing slugs into their slender waists. They both spun off the steps on top of the first dying cunt and the moaning and thrashing of their young nubile nude bodies as a slow painful gutshot death engulfed them could have been mistaken for a lesbian threesome. A fourth bitch took her dose of death higher. The grunt sniper raised his rifle slightly so he aimed at the full chest exiting the door. The Garand M1 barked and spit lead, striking between her bobbing pink boobs and knocking her back into the tent and the crowd of panicked cunts trying to escape. The sight of her spinning back into the tent and the blood she sprayed on them as she crumpled up cooled the rush out the door.
One girl, in her fear, backed up against the rear wall of the tent. Out on the firing line a GI who did not have a target now saw the curving ass cheeks and back of a shapely slut outlined on the canvas. Aiming between the twin bumps, he triggered his weapon, sending a dose of destruction through the tent wall and nailing the witch in the lower back, shattering her spine. Her legs useless, she pitched forward on her face.
Back at the guards tent, the girls were getting hit hard. Four girl guards, tired from the previous shift, had gone to sleep in their bunks near the door still dressed and as the shooting started they awoke, grabbed Mausers, and went for the door. They soon found out that the white uniform blouses were too visible in the dim light. Sharp eyes caught sight of the girl's escape attempt and guns swung in their direction. A hailstorm of lead flew at them. The first two girls had made it to the ground before their bulging white blouses, turning red with blood stains, quivered in reaction to bullet hits. The angry lead bees were pollinating the swastikas over their bountiful breasts.
First out the door and first to die was Irma, a pretty but plump girl who was, as they say, "built for comfort not speed". With a big, soft pair of 42E breasts stuffed reluctantly into an overworked blouse, she jogged down the steps. No sooner had she stepped on dirt than her right tit shuddered. Irma had taken her first hit. She stopped and looked at her tit just as it shuddered again, another bullet burrowed into the large target presented by her massive tit. Irma's soft fleshy legs got rubbery, a hand tried to hold in her life blood. The girl had a puzzled look on her face for a few moments, that is until her big left tit jerked up as a bullet slammed into it's underside. Then Irma's big blue eyes rolled up in her head and she crumpled to the ground in a heap. Death's immortal darkness had claimed the full figured Nazi.
Sadie didn't fare much better. The tall shapely redhead took four quick hits in the chest, two dead center and two in the left jug. Her sultry body jerked and twitched as it absorbed the deadly stingers. Then literally dead on her feet, she fell backward, landing as still as night on her backside. Wilma only made it to the top step before a slug gut fucked her. She was hit left of center and about two inches over her belly button. With rifle clattering to the ground, blood seeping over her hands and down into her shorts, the dying slut gazed skyward as if to hope for divine intervention. Then a bullet drilled her left pelvis, smashing her hip joint and dislocating her leg. Unable to stand, she pitched off the steps face first, the mud staining her clean blouse as her tits hit the dirt.
Marlena, the fourth girl guard, took a slug in the right shoulder as she left the tent. It spun her off the steps and she landed on her back in the mud. Having lost her weapon, she rose to find shelter from the hail of lead. Blood seeped down her right side and her pretty face was filled with terror. A bullet shattered her left knee and she pitched into the mud a second time, this time face first. Small geysers of mud erupted around her as more bullets sought out the elusive target. Soon pain ripped her firm ass as her cheek caught a round. Her shapely thighs caught two more shells before the guns shifted to other targets. Her young body had absorbed five nonlethal wounds but she could not crawl to safety. She would lay bleeding in the mud till the battle ended and a GI, ignoring her frantic pleas for mercy, flipped her on her back and sliced through her heaving hooter with his bayonet.
While the unfortunate girl guard was jerking under the impact of screaming lead, another guard, clad only in her tight shorts, took advantage of her misfortune and made a break for freedom. Pvt. Matilda Weimer dashed across the clearing. bobbing and weaving to make herself harder to shoot. She had the athletic ability to make it. The five foot, nine inch redhead worked out every day and her hard, muscular body showed the results. Her sculpted thighs strained against the confines of her shorts and her firm 36C breasts bounced provocatively on her muscled chest as she ran. Machine gun slugs whistled through the air all around her but missed; except for one. Matty cried out, stumbled and staggered earthward as the lethal effects of the slug lodged in her lower abdomen ravaged her. Down she went, scrapping her face and tits on the hard ground. Tears flowed from the wounded beauty's eyes as she valiantly tried to crawl to safety. Her legs and arms quivered from exertion, moving her another ten yards before she could go no further. The trail of red fluid in her path told the harsh story, with her liver and spleen punctured, she would bleed to death and be spared the ignominy of rape and bayoneting.
Tall slender Irma Hetrick, a nineteen year old beauty contest winner from Hiedleburg, was the first girl to sprint naked out of the second tent. Her 37C bust line, 23 inch waist and 35 inch hips were also sleek and hard. She bounded like a spooked deer trying to make the shelter of the trees. A young Russian followed her flight through his rifle sights. The panicked Nazi bitch was about the age his wife had been when she fell into the hands of the hated SS. A week later when relatives had found his wife's body, they had a hard time recognizing the once pretty woman. Now some German man would suffer as he had. Irma was leaping over a downed girl's body when one of the illegal explosive slugs nailed her just under the left nipple. The blast tore a big hole in her chest and destroyed most of her tit. She was flipped over in midair and fell with a sickening thud. She lay completely still, dead instantly. The sight of her crumpled heap of a body did little to appease the Russian. He wanted to personally kill every one of these German bitches.
Bullets were ripping through the fabric walls with no resistance and even if the GI's couldn't see a target they knew from the cries of pain they were getting hits. Shatzi, Henna, and Bertha were holed up in the tent along with the remaining guards. Their numbers shrank as bullet after bullet made huge red holes in soft white Nazi flesh. A big, red headed amazon made the mistake of sitting up in her bunk, only to fall back and stare down at the ugly ragged hole that appeared below her breasts. Had she remained prone, the slug would have passed over her body. She clawed at her wounded body, the blood smearing her skin not making her near as talkative as Jim's cum. All she could manage was, "Mein Gott, I'm hit, help me." as she thrashed in her bed.
None of the other girls could help, they were to busy dying. One buxom beauty took a round in her upper thigh and fell to the floor, grabbing at the bloody wound. A pretty blond face turned into a mass of mush, the girl dead before her legs could collapse. Still two more fell, one spinning like a ballet dancer as she was lungshot under her arm, the next, stung in the back, pitched face first to the hard wood floor. She crawled a short distance before her life force ebbed away.
Alma Deushaf was an amazonian blond beauty with full firm breasts, wide soft hips and large deep blue eyes. She had always been very proud of her voluptuous 5 foot 10 inch body, spending hours on her long silky locks and even trimming her furry bush into a perfect triangle of golden curls. She was a very beautiful girl who got much unwanted attention from men. Alma preferred the loving caresses of other girls. Now the sexy lesbian yelled in pain as a slug tore into the top of her right 39 inch tit. Staggering back she fell on a bunk holding her wounded orb while blood slowly began to fill her lung. Pain and fear getting the best of her, she wet the bed, her hot tangy urine flowing over golden trimmed pink pussy lips. She lost all composure, laying in her own waste, whimpering, hardly a model of Aryan supremacy. In a losing battle with death, her strength and will to live ebbed as her lung filled.
Ingrid and Hilary had met for the first time on the submarine. Both young girls in their early twenties and with mutual interests, they had become fast friends and lovers. The previous evening they had curled up together in a corner bunk as they had many timed before. Several hours of lesbian passion later, they had fallen asleep with the smaller girl, Hilary laying on top of Ingrid. Hilary's face was cradled between Ingrid's thighs and her legs spread out around Ingrid's blond head. The grenade blasts woke them but they didn't have time to comprehend what happened. The first burst of fire tore into the sides of two girlguards still embracing on the bunk. As the rounds drilled into their internal organs, both girls shuddered and contorted, squeezing their partners heads between dying thighs. They both died quickly, curly cunt hairs embedded in their teeth.
Paula Heller woke early that morning. She planned to take a hike into the jungle and look for certain plants that made special cigarettes when the leaves dried. She had just started to dress and was naked from the waist down. her tight white blouse was knotted under a pair of firm, tanned mammaries, she was just starting to pull up a pair of too tight shorts when the bullets started flying. Suddenly she yelped in pain and flipped backward while grabbing at her crotch. Blood seeped over her hands and stained her golden bush from the bullet that had drilled her groin and put the sobbing bitch on her back.
Some of the girls tried to get down on the floor but Shatzi and Henna decided to try to escape through the back window and into the jungle. The fatal flaw in their plan was they thought the attack was coming from one side of the camp and didn't realize they were surrounded. Henna died first, she ran for the window and threw her long naked leg up through the wood frame. This didn't go unnoticed by a sharp eyed GI on the perimeter who could not believe the spicy target presented for the taking. Henna's pouting, golden haired beaver was spread wide open and his gunsight looked right up her yawning cavern. He had, as the foxy Nazi's right leg reached for the ground and her left leg was on the window frame, squeezed off a round aimed at the dazzling show of pink cunt.
He was close. Hot lead slammed into Henna's right butt cheek causing a painful but non-lethal wound. She squealed in pain and froze for the few seconds the GI needed to reaim. "Shit" muttered the GI to himself as he corrected his aim on the squealing slut slightly left and fired again. This shot was dead on his aiming point, a pair of pouting pussy lips now perched on a window ledge. The blistering bullet drove up her love tunnel like no fuck she ever had. Her animal scream rent the air as the slug ripped up through the soft organs of her body tearing her heart and lodging in a lung. She made two violent jerks that stiffened her body then slumped over the window frame in death with her legs and ruptured ass outside and her chest and head inside the tent. Blood poured from her mouth and the pussy that only weeks earlier had been planted on Jim's face.
Shatzi, not realizing her twin was already dead, ran to her and was going to try to pull her back into the tent, however in doing so she exposed herself in the window. The grunt couldn't believe his luck as the bitch showed herself. Two easy kills, he thought as he quickly targeted her magnificent udders. She had her hands on Henna's bleeding ass and was trying to pull when two rounds in quick succession from the sniper drilled into her breasts and obliterated her one inch nipples. Shatzi jerked under the double impact, stood up, stared at her maligned melons and fell over her dead sister, their blood mixing together in a pool.
Four men had been assigned to wipe out the Jap girls and they burst through the door as soon as the first grenade exploded, catching the girls still in their bunks. The double bunks were lined up on each side of the tent with a single bunk for Nioki in the center. She sat up in her bunk facing the intruders, mindless of the fact her breasts were bare and only covered by her long flowing hair. The lone weapon in the tent lay next to her bed and she reached for it. She never made it. A short burst of fire punched a row of holes that started between her legs and traced up her pussy, guts and into her tits. She fell back dead without uttering a sound.
The rest of the little Jap girls were killed in moments. Screaming girls in the lower bunks got it like Nioki, stitched in their bellies and small firm tits as they woke. Only one girl made it to her feet and the blast of 45 caliber slugs that ripped into her small body threw her back against the wall. Nip tarts in the upper bunks took it in the ass, cunt and back, the speeding lead not stopped by thin mattresses. Most didn't even have time to cry out as the hot rounds raped their most intimate areas. A furious fusillade by four Thompsons and it was over. A couple of girls still moaned but a combat knife across the throat silenced them. Three bunks were empty, however, their occupants off visiting Nazi lovers.
Meanwhile Valerie, the guard that had first spotted Jim's raft some weeks ago, had slipped out into the compound with a burp gun. She stood out in the compound like a Aryan goddess, her naked body backlit from the rising sun as it gleamed through her hair. Screaming and cursing at an unseen enemy, she pointed the gun toward the jungle and fired a long burst. Trouble was she really didn't know how to handle the gun. The gun bucked in her hands and the recoil jiggled her pink tipped tits, sending the barrel skyward where the 9mm slugs would do no damage. In moments the magazine was empty and all she had accomplished was alerting the Allies to her presence. She died still pulling the trigger on an empty gun. The GI returning her fire did know how to handle his Thompson and his burst stitched the busty bitch from the right thigh up across her groin and into the left chest. She spun, flipped back and fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut, her blood fertilizing the soil as it leaked from her punctured torso.
Most of the Nazi girl guards had by now been taken out and there was very little return fire from the whores. Someone was shooting back from the second trainee tent. She would pop up in a window, let off a burst, and duck back in. Sarge noticed that she was a little too regular in her timing so as she was going to appear he had six GI's target her window. As soon as her red locks came into view all six weapons opened up, pouring a hail storm of lead into the tent. The big bitch took the full brunt of the salvo and no shots were returned as the tent wall was ripped by the weight of the dead gun woman as she fell through the wall and into the dirt below with more than twenty bullet holes perforating her proud body. It was time to finish this thought the Sarge. He issued orders to charge the guard tent and kill the remaining Nazi girl guards.
Bertha had ripped up some floorboards and dropped unnoticed to the ground with a rifle. She crawled her way to the compound looking for some cover. As she stood up along side the tent she came into the sights of a GI. He was stunned by the amazons size and beauty, hoping to just wound the big cunt so that after the fight was over he could fuck the shit out of her before slitting her throat. As she moved out into the clear and turned around his M1 spat a slug that hit her in the right shoulder. The Mauser fell from her limp fingers as she clutched her wound. "OK bitch, now just lay down and wait for papa's big dick" thought the GI. But Bertha was a good Nazi and she tried to pick up the rifle with her left arm. "Damn bitch, have it your way" muttered the GI as he aimed his second shot. The M1 barked and it's slug nailed Bertha between her heaving breasts and deflected off her sternum. Her well muscled ass hit the dirt like a sack of sugar. Seeing that she was still trying to get up he fingered off two more shots. Her big right 44 seemed to explode as the hot lead drove in 2 inches above the nipple and the tit barely had time to regain it's shape when the second slug drilled a matching hole just under the nipple.
The impact put the gasping giantess on her back. Trying to get up her strength gave out and she fell on her back once more with her long legs splayed apart. Under different circumstances the sight of those long legs spread open with a clear view of her golden V would have aroused the lust in any man, but the GI remembered the film he had been forced to watch. He stared at his helpless victim. He could see the rise and fall of her mountainous mammaries as she fought for the life he must deny her. Calmly he sighted his rifle at the gaping pussy lips below her love patch and pulled the trigger twice. As it had been with Henna earlier the two slugs ripped into the exposed pussy, thru her womb and on into her guts like a freight train going to hell. The GI watched as Bertha gasped and arched her back like a bow only to fall back, twitch and be still. "Hell of a waste" he thought.
The order to charge was carried out, six men ran to the breached wall in tent two while other groups charged tent one and three. Tents four and five would be taken next. Four men burst into the guard tent with guns blazing. The two bitches that had not been killed or wounded in the opening fusillade fearfully cowered in a corner. The pussy on the outside was quickly dispatched by a burst of fire that ripped her guts open and spilled her intestines on the floor. As the dead cunt fell, a GI calmly walked up to the last standing naked she-wolf, grabbed her with his left arm and bent her backwards, planted a sloppy kiss on her struggling mouth while he took his 45 pistol and jammed it up her snatch, the sight blade slicing her qwim. The panicked bitch pounded on the man with her small fists and tried to kick free but he was much more powerful than the Nazi slut. Holding tight to the struggling beauty, he pistol fucked her soft qwim for a few moments as she cried out in terror. "See you in hell bitch" he snarled as he pulled the trigger twice. The force of the blast lifted the woman off her feet. He pulled out his blood covered pistol and the woman slumped to the ground dead.
"Kill the wounded" was his order as he left the tent to check on the battle. Most of the wounded in the guard tent were just about dead anyway so they could put up no resistance as the GI's jabbed bayonets into their heaving bosoms. The grunts took their time and instead of hard quick thrusts, the blades were slowly forced into the yielding flesh of the Nazi bitches to make them suffer. Their whimpers were silenced as the sharp Allied steel bit deep in Nazi tits.
The cum loving red headed amazon was flat on her back, blood covering her huge chest from the wound and as a GI lifted his bayonet over her vulnerable left breast she instinctively tried to protect her melons with her hands. Her left hand was pinned to her tit by the bayonet as it sliced through the meaty mound. Her back arched and pushed her quivering beaver up as the steel sliced her heart. Alma was found cowering and whimpering on her blood and urine stained cot. She had a single raw bullet hole in her right boob. The soldier approaching her found the young woman exceedingly beautiful even with blood stains on her soft white skin. The fact that she lay with her knees up and legs apart made the scene even more erotic. Her trimmed pubic hair pointed directly at soft pink pussy lips, open and inviting. It was more temptation than the GI could take and in seconds his pants were open and a rigid, nine inch dick was drilling her love tunnel for the mother load. The big blond lesbian was weak from blood loss and in great pain but in this time of torment her femininity betrayed her. She was instinctively responding to the huge male tool driving in and out of her cunt. Many long slender fingers, wet hot tongues, and hard dildos had explored the dark cavern but his was the first live cock.
The weakening girl guard winced as his rough hands mauled her breasts, but still the sensations built in her body. "This can't be happening, I'm dying and a man is fucking me"' the thoughts raced through her mind. "I shouldn't me liking this; he's a man... an enemy man, but it feels so marvelous". I'm going to cum, I can feel it; I can feel HIM"! Alma could feel him, he was fucking with furious abandon, building to his climax. Alma's mind was still racing, "He's going to hose me with his seed"! "I want his load; I'mmm cumminggg"!!! Summoning the last of her energy, Alma thrust up with her voluptuous ass and met the GI's downthrust perfectly as he spewed his jism deep into the German tramps womb. She grabbed tight around his neck and without thinking yelled out. "Liebchen..aaaarrrggghhuuh"! Her arms fell away and her mind stopped it's racing. As the man had shot his load, he had laid his field knife below her left breast and thrust upward between her ribs and slicing her left ventricle. The man got up and stuffed his wet dick back into his pants. Looking down at the serene stillness of Alma's body, he commented to no one in particular, "At least you died happy, Nazi slut".
Paula lay on the floor, rocking and holding her bleeding crotch, shorts down around her supple thighs. The warm blood flows over her cunt and onto the floor. A swift hard kick by a heavy boot into her wounded cunt stiffens her up. Then the blood spattered boot presses down on her midriff, holding Paula in place for the finish. A GI looks down at the frantic girl, appraises the available strike zones, gives her a mock salute and plunges his sharp bayonet into the swastika over her right breast. Her arms and legs fly out as the cold steel blade is twisted to rip her lungs. Paula has but minutes to live.
Only one girl, the one with the thigh wound, could make an attempt to escape. As she witnessed the horror of the slaughter she tried to crawl from the tent on her hands and knees. With her large breasts swinging and her ass swaying she tried to make it out without being seen. She was seen though, by the GI who was at that moment pulling a bloody bayonet from Paula's right breast. As he withdrew the weapon from the firm wet flesh, out of the corner of his eyes he spotted the wiggling ass of to his side. This ripe firm ass was moving. Leaving the tit skewered blond dying in her own gore, he ran to the wiggling ass. He admired the swaying cheeks for a moment, observed that the nipples of her heavy breasts were inches off the floor as she crawled, her pink firm ass wiggling, pouting pussy open as it followed her tits.
His buddies, having dispatched the remaining guards had left the tent in search of more victims. He was alone with a lot of dead pussy and one live cunt and his dick was hard from watching the rape of Alma. Paula pussy had been useless but this girl was definitely fuckable. Grabbing the gorgeous broad buy her wounded thighs he pulled down his pants and drove his stiffening cock deep into her sweet pussy. Slamming his hips hard against her firm ass he drove her down so her face and tits were on the floor. The weakened bitch squealed like a stuck pig but could put up minimal resistance to his rape and he pounded the girls pussy until his load of hot jism spewed into the ravaged hole. Pulling out of her cunt he still had a squirt left to spray on her naked ass. That lubricated her butt for the plunge of his cock into her asshole. He rode her hard as he buttfucked her till his cock exploded a second time. He stopped to pull his dirty cock out of her ass and zip his pants. The slut had got back to her hands and knees when rearing back, the GI rammed his bayonet into her exposed rosebud and down through her intestines and out her belly. "EEEIiiiioooowwwww" she screamed as her arms and legs collapsed with the pain and her large tits were once again mashed into the floor under her own weight. Pulling his death tool from the raped cunts shit hole he placed his foot on her ass and made a second fatal thrust into her lower back.
With her death the guards had been wiped-out. As the assault on the tents was under way the GI's on the perimeter had to hold fire as to not hit their buddies making the charge. Some of the remaining sluts made a break for the compound and the jungle during this period of slack fire. Most of them didn't make it. Due to the layout of the camp GI's in some positions could get clear lines of fire into the compound without endangering the tents. As naked women ran for the cover of the jungle the projectiles sought them out. One of the few brunettes was sprinting for cover, her tits damn near slapping her face in the effort, when she was stung in the back. With arms flying out she hit the dirt like a ballplayer sliding for home. Two more bitches caught lead between the shoulders, spinning and falling on their backs, while a fourth took a leg wound that put her down. As she tried to rise a slug caught her under the arm and drove into her lungs. She died coughing blood.
One small Jap thought she had almost made it. A fast runner, she covered the ground quickly, her pert tits, restrained by a silk bra, bouncing gently. Unseen in the brush up ahead, a GI sharpshooter was tracking her with a scope equipped M1. He kept the crosshairs on her chest and at thirty yards, squeezed the trigger. The last thing the girl saw was a muzzle flash, then she felt a moment of intense pain as the soft point slug tore into her left breast. The force of the shot lifted the girl off her feet and flipped her over, landing face down and facing away from her killer. The mushrooming slug had exploded her heart and she was dead as she hit the ground.
A scared hooker made it to the latrine where she tried to hide out but a GI noticed the pair of white calves below the screen and rolled a grenade in to keep her company. She never saw the small object roll in and stop between her legs. The major portion of the blast force blew straight up, fucking the woman with dozens of deadly steel shards and blew the hookers lifeless, piss and shit covered body back into the compound.
Two young sluts, fleeing like scared does, unknowingly ran straight at a machine gun-armed Russian. He watched them come, long blond hair streaming behind, lithe legs pumping, tits flailing back and forth. When he could see the fear in their eyes, he stood up. The quarry froze in their tracks. In words he could not understand they pleaded for their lives. By cupping their tits at him and fingering their pussies he knew they were offering their bodies for mercy. This went on for a few seconds then he triggered his gun. Heavy 45 caliber slugs slammed into the chests of the doomed whores, the impact spinning them in a death dance before they fell to the ground in a lovers embrace.
Several bitches had made it to the cover of the jungle, they thought they were safe but the mission planners had foreseen this possibility and had posted a second deep perimeter to intercept any fugitives. Into this hornets nest wandered the escapees. In his foxhole Ben could hear the sounds of battle and he could tell from the gunfire that it was pretty one-sided. Just as he was thinking he may not get to blast any sexy Nazi tarts, he heard a noise approaching. Through the heavy brush he could not see much but then neither could the two sluts slowly approaching his position.
Finally he could make something out, it was the red hair on a girls pussy. He waited for more of the cunt to be visible, then popped off a round. Pain like nothing she could imagine enveloped the red head as the bullet nailed her just above the pubic hair and tore into the depths of her womanhood. She grabbed at her wound and stared at the blood covering her hands. Her legs gave out, and, as she slipped to her knees, he drilled her pert right breast flipping her over on her side.
Meanwhile her companion had broken into a run and as Ben swung his rifle around to get a shot it got caught in some brush giving the girl a chance to get past him. Cursing his luck he jumped from his foxhole, strode over to the downed dying whore and finished her off with a shot to her flaming red head, then he took out after the other bitch. He came upon her as he broke into a small clearing. She was attempting to climb up a 12 foot bank and she was near the top when a quick half aimed shot hit her in the shoulder causing her to loose her grip and slid back down the mud wall, legs flailing, tits leaving furrows in the mud and ass wide open for the bayonet of Ben's rifle that was now waiting under her. Unable to stop her fall, she took the full length of the blade between her supple hips. Powered by the girls body weight, the sharp steel sliced through the soft tissue of the Nazi's crotch till the gun barrel was jammed in her asshole. Impaled on the blade, eyes bulging, mouth screaming, hands grabbing her raped crotch, she was powerless as he flipped her backward off the shaft and onto the dirt.
The ravished body of the young tart thudded to the dirt and she lay on her back stunned senseless, blood pouring from her crotch. She was mortally wounded and would die soon from her massive injury but still he felt one more thrust was called for. Standing over his stunned prey, he holds her down with a foot on her belly, then placed the bloody point of his bayonet on her left nipple and shoved it through the firm tit meat. He noticed that the right nipple had gone rigid as she expired.
The last girl to make it to the jungle headed in a different direction. Like Ben on the other flank, Ed didn't think he would see any action so he was in for a surprise when as he stood next to a tree, cock in hand, taking a piss, a naked she-wolf should run past his position. Cursing himself for leaving his gun in the foxhole he took out after the slut without even putting his dick in his pants. He was armed only with his field knife. Seeing his prey ahead he put on a burst of speed and dove at the fleeing amazon. His arms encircled her thighs and she slammed into the ground. The impact knocked the wind from her and she lay semiconscious. Ed's face was forced into her tight ass as he rode her down, his hands squeezing her inner thighs. Ed climbed off the groggy bitch and turned her on her back. His hand pulled the knife from it's sheath and raised it over the prone body. He looked over his victim, she was about twenty with the face of an angel and a perfect body except for the scratches on her breasts from the fall.
Killing her could wait. Resheathing his knife he undid his pants and mounted the bitch. The pumping of his cock in her virginal love hole was reviving her. At first her instinct was to resist but she began to enjoy the feeling of being raped. Her mind began to work, if she could play along and seduce this man she might yet survive this horror. Timing her hip thrusts to his and with playful biting she soon brought Ed to the best climax of his life. As he withdrew his organ she bent over him, placed his dick in her mouth and sucked him clean. After he had dressed she slinked over to him, cocked one leg, placed her arms around his head and tried to plead for her life.
Ed had his left arm across her naked shoulders and was falling under her spell. He never knew what it was, something she said or something in those deep blue eyes of hers, something woke him up. He again reached for the knife and this time he used it. With his left arm already in position to hold her he rammed the knife up under the ribcage. Three times he withdrew the knife and plunged it in. Three times the power of his thrust lifted the doomed slut to her toes. "Why?" has all she could say as he released his hold and she fell back to the jungle floor, blood flowing over her flawless skin.
Back in the camp the assault on the first two trainee tents was well under way. Five men approached tent one. Of it's compliment of 28 sluts, 12 were still unhurt. One man slipped behind the tent and tossed a grenade in the window. It fell in a pile of blankets that diminished the blast however it did take out two more women. As shrapnel tore into their backs they flew forward into the cluster of unhurt bitches, diverting attention from the door. The other four men bound up the steps, past the slowly writhing forms of the three gut shot cunts piled together in a bloody heap. With weapons at ready and bayonets mounted, they charged into the tent.
They were met by the red headed prostitute still bearing the scars from her cat fight. She had a Mauser in her hands and was trying to close the bolt when the lead GI knocked the rifle from her hands and in one motion ripped his bayonet back across her gut. "Schwiennnaaeeiiiirrgh!" Her scream of rage turned into a gurgle of death as her intestines fell from her ruptured belly, her frantic hands unable to hold them in. She bends over in agony and the butt of the rifle comes down hard on the back of her head. As the red head dropped dead into a pool of her own gore her onetime cat fight opponent yelled her rage and charged the GI; who just stepped over the red head and met the charge of her blond friend by jamming his bayonet into the softness of her body. The blond stared at the 14 inches of cold steel protruding from just below her belly button. Breasts heaving, she tried to free herself from the death shaft. The GI helped her off with his foot. Shoving her to the floor he planted his boot on her tits and while she thrashed like a hooked fish, he finished her off with a thrust to the throat.
While effective on the two dead whores underfoot, M1 rifles with bayonets are not the weapon of choice in close quarters, so the two GI's with M1's stepped aside for the guys with the Thompsons. Hot lead spitting from their muzzles the two submachine guns cut a swath of death that engulfed the eight cowering she-wolves. Their cries of pain rose above the clatter of the guns as they clutched each other's naked bloody bodies for support. All of the comely vixens went down in the volley with at least a half a dozen new body orifices. One bitch watched as the slugs chewed into her pussy, up thru her belly, between her tits and up to smash her once pretty face. A few more bursts laced the heaving chests of any still breathing sluts. The spine shot whore laying face down doesn't feel the hot slugs as they punch into her numb ass but the burst into her upper back brings sudden if short pain.
As tent two was about to come under attack, one young filly tried to surrender. At sixteen, she was the youngest in camp, specially picked by the late Freda for a special victim. Now, as she thought to save her life and the rest of the whores, she felt the need to cover her nakedness. Putting on her uniform and tying another to a stick, she walked out the door to the advancing GI's. But the order had been no prisoners. In the brush line near tent two, which was the closest to the jungle, the four GI's armed with the limited range crossbows had been deployed. Two of them now had clear shots at the white clad girl. Stepping from the trees the two men aimed their bows and loosed the arrows. The shafts took her high and low in the back, driving her to her knees, the useless white flag falling to the ground. She tried to reach behind herself to remove the darts but all that accomplished was to thrust her pert breasts out toward the GI now closing in on her with bayonet at ready.
Waiting to die she thought of her bunkmate Lori whom she had seen make it to the woods, little did she know that at that moment Lori was on her back fucking a GI named Ed like her life depended on it. The GI looks down at the young bitch and says "here's a present for Adolph" as his downward thrust ripped thru the swastika and down thru her right tit into her lung, ending her thoughts forever. The girl bent backward in death with her legs under her and the tight panties cutting into the pussy lips of her virgin furburger as if asking for a fuck even after death.
Back in tent two, three of the remaining amazons decided to cut their way out of the tent at the closest point to the jungle and even as the blond virgin was dying they cut a large hole in the tent. The less than brilliant bitches had just given several GI's a clear line of fire into the rear of the tent. Staying low, a heavy busted cunt began to crawl on hands and knees out the hole. Her large knockers swayed under her like a pair of cow udders. A grunt in the brush attempted to line up a shot but she didn't present a good target. He would attempt to drill her with a head shot but as he fired a slight flinch loused up his aim. The round drilled into the top of her hanging globe, out thru the bottom, and lodged in her left thigh. The wounded hooker fell to her side. Rising up on her left elbow, as she reached up to her pals in a plea for help, she gave the gunman a better target. His next round hit her high in the right shoulder and angled down into her lungs. Gagging on her own blood she curled to a fetal position to die.
The sluts behind her tried to back away as the other two bowmen attempted to lock onto the targets. Not able to get a clear shot at the second witch who also was on hands and knees ready to follow the first out, one took aim at the third who was still standing. One arrow flew forward, homing in on the firm pout of the standing whores belly. In a weird twist, the second bitch began to stand up and the arrow meant for her buddy sliced into the top of her right tit dropping her back to her hands and knees, the wounded boob draining life blood over her clutching hand. The second bowman had anticipated the second whores attempt to rise and his shot had been meant for her head but when the first arrow put her back down his shot passed over her head and nailed the standing sluts love patch.
Falling back into a bunk, scratching at her furry mound the wounded whores moans mixed with the cries of the tit-shot bitch alarming the remaining cunts in the tent. They crowded toward the front, forgetting the advancing GI's. They didn't forget long as a quartet of grenades flew in the door and the hole caused by the gunned down red head. Exploding in their midst the blasts blew soft bodies in all directions. The shredded bodies of the sluts landed in bloody heaps in and outside of the ruined tent. Entering the tent, the assault force found only the two arrow eating whores still alive. They were finished off with Thompsons, a burst laced across the upturned pink ass of the tit shot bitch, drilling hot lead into her asshole and pussy. She flew forward and tried to crawl but fell dead.
The big blond amazon with the feathered flagpole in her furburger had to suffer. Two men held her arms and legs while a third roughly ripped the arrow from her groin. The three gang raped the bleeding beauty, ignoring her cries and the blood covering their dicks. When they were through, they stood over her ravished but still stunning body and pointed their lethal machine guns at her naked form. At close range, the guns hammered her with hot lead and she bounced wildly on the bunk as the heavy slugs ripped into her unprotected 40 inch melons, soft belly and furry twat. When her body had been reduced to a gory mass, the rapists calmly walked out. With three tents wiped out the men regrouped for a last assault on the remaining whores but back in tents four and five, the women had heard the screams of the dying, had seen the women attempting a break out across the compound cut down, and had also seen that a flag of surrender was useless. They decided to stop going to slaughter like sheep and die like the Nazi She-Wolves they were, trying to take some GI,s with them.
Also they had fared better than the other tents in the first attack so as the dozen or so GI,s approached they were somewhat startled as over forty naked Nazi witches and one last Nip nymph poured out of the tents at them. Raw recruits may have been awed by the sight of over eighty tits bouncing their way but these men didn't care that they were killing women. The girls had six Mausers and fired wildly as they ran and by dumb luck they inflicted the first casualties on the GI,s. Two Thompson armed grunts went down, one dead and one out of it. The girls odds were now four to one. A few cunts took fire from the perimeter and went down but soon they were so close to the GI,s that the perimeter men had to leave their positions for a close battle.
As the whores charged, one GI took a chance of not hitting his own men and fired on the last brunette. His slug caught the chestnut-maned fox in the lower side of her back causing her to stumble a few steps but she kept moving. He pulled the trigger again and the pin fell on an empty chamber. Dropping his empty rifle, the GI sprinted after the slowed amazon and managed to tackle her. As she thudded to the ground he crawled up on her back and brought his knife down between her shoulder blades. A slight yelp marked her demise as the blade tore her heart and was pulled out. A third Thompson man did manage to trace a burst across the front rank of the witches, lacing naked chests and spinning around three of the riflewomen before his ammo ran out. The last Thompsen man added to the death toll by ripping a burst into the guts of a fourth riflewoman before his gun jammed.
By now the screaming women were on the men, kicking, clawing, biting. The men fought them off with bayonets, knives, and fists in a battle that resembled the Greeks vs Amazons more that a WWII fight. The close perimeter men by now were in the fight and hearing the gunfire diminish the outside men had started back to the compound, evening the odds. The air was filled with the sounds of battle, thuds of hard fists slamming into soft bodies, the slurp of a blade ripping organs, the high pitched cries of the wounded and dying she-devils. Yettie Steinmeir was a young amazon Nazi, tall, blond, busty and absolutely gorgeous. She had just seen her close friend Marcy die when a bullet punched through the back of her head.
Yettie's grief turned to rage and with her braided locks flying and wearing only a lacy shear bra and panties, charges a GI, swinging wildly. He blocks her blow while driving his hard fist into her big left milk jug so hard it pops out of her overworked bra. The Nazi slut is stunned by the blow and cannot block two more hard shots that flatten her big tits followed by a driving strike into her soft guts. Doubled over gagging, bruised and battered, she has no defense as he clubs the back of her neck, driving her to her knees. Straddling her bare back like she was a wild mare, he grabs her two long braids, twists them around her slender neck and pulls. Riding her to the ground, his kacki covered ass on her's, he puts on the pressure until the flailing witch succumbs to lack of oxygen and lays still. Turning the unconscious girl on her back, the hardened killer ignores his victim's Aryan beauty and pulls out his field knife. The girl's body shudders as he stabs her in a left tit already turning purple from his blows. He pulls the blade from her boob and wipes the blood on her bra. As he rises a second witch runs and jumps at him, her left leg tucked in and her right leg extended in a perfect flying side kick. Problem with a flying kick is it is easy to defense if you see it coming. He did and just sidestepped and held out his knife. She had no chance as her momentum carried her open twat forward and she was fucked by the waiting blade. The impact drove all of the blade and part of the handle into her qwim and she landed on her back with the knife still deep in her love box. Her screams were silenced by a GI who skewered her chest with a bayonet driven between her hard pointed tits.
The little Jap bitch ran right at the bayonet. Maybe she didn't see it or maybe she wanted to commit Hari-Kari. Whatever the case, the blade drove into her guts just below her belly button and continued through her body. Her brown eyes are round now as she clutches at the rifle barrel growing from the swell of her belly. The big GI holding the gun lifts her off her feet and shakes her like a rag doll on a stick. Then he tilts the weapon and she slides off the bloody blade and drops to the dirt. She is prone and helpless as he plants a thrust between her boobs to finish her off. A feisty bitch jumped on the back of a grunt, wrapping her long legs around him and circling her arms about his neck. Her hard tits dented his back as she reached around him hoping to scratch his eyes out. He dropped to one knee, reached around for her head and flipped her over. She landed hard on her ass with a yelp and was pulled back flat on the dirt. He plunged a knife into her exposed chest once, twice, three times. With each incision her legs would jerk and a cry would emanate from her full ruby lips. On the forth thrust nothing happened, she was dead, drenched in blood and horribly slashed. The American rose and looked for more German tarts to taste his bloody knife.
Another naked woman charged an American with only her long fingernails as weapons. She managed to rake his face and leave some deep scratches, but for that she paid with her life. He grabbed her around the neck and between the legs. As the SS whore struggled in his vice like grasp, she was lifted high over his head. It happened so fast after that, the girl never realized the circumstances of her demise. The GI slammed the German to the ground, She hit flat on her back and had the wind knocked out of her lungs. before she could recover, he wrenched her up by the hair to a sitting position and knelt behind her. Wrapping his other under her chin, he gave a violent twist that snapped her neck. The last survivor of the rifle armed girls was taking aim at the back of a GI, not knowing the outer perimeter men were now racing to join the fight. Her oversight was corrected and she realized her error in those few minutes between pain and death. When the Allied bayonet transfixed her back and stuck out between her taut boobs, she could only grunt and stare dumbly down at the bloody blade projecting from her chest. Her Mauser fell from limp hands and she sank to her knees. As the bayonet was withdrawn she pitched on her face and her killer kicked her in the ass. She sprawled out, never to rise again.
A red headed she-wolf had a dazed GI on the ground, her hanging udders inches from his chest, and was choking him as her demise came. She had him pinned good, her legs over his and her elbows trapping his arms. The Nazi witch was near to killing the man when suddenly she went stiff and her howl of agony rent the air. A second grunt had snuck up behind her wiggling tush and rammed 14 inches of steel into her ass. With her grip relaxed and using the rifle like a skewer it was easy to lift the impaled bitch off the GI. The flame haired bitch screamed constantly and clawed at the air as she was held up like a pork roast on a spit. The man's arms were tiring so he dropped the dying bitch to the ground and as he pulled out the blade, he triggered off a round that obliterated her pink pussy and plowed through her soft innards to her heart.
The men had the upper hand again as the women's ranks thinned and pure physical strength became the deciding factor. Bitch after bitch fell to the unrelenting steel of the Allies. As the fight wore on, the men became more vicious in their attacks. Grabbing a bra and panty clad Nazi around the neck from behind a GI tore off the shear fabric covering her firm ass and slammed his knife up between her butt cheeks till the blade protruded from her love mound. Still holding the shrieking woman, he slammed the knife into her kidneys, then slit her throat before letting her fall.
A busty, auburn tressed, bitch battled a GI, using a stick to flail away at his bayonet. She was giving the guy all he could handle, blocking his thrusts and trying to nail him in the head with her club. Her perfect bosom jiggled sexily as she sparred with the man but he could not find the opening he needed to impale her 40 inch hooters. However, the Nazi she-wolf didn't notice the second man slip up behind her and she found herself held tight in his grasp with her arms pinned. The softness of her full ass rubbed the crotch of her captor as she struggled to escape and a high pitched wail of agony spewed from her full lips as the bayonet finally found it's mark in her soft right breast. "Yyyeeeoowwwww!" cried the stabbed girl, tears of pain welling up in her large green eyes. It was a mortal, though not immediately lethal wound. Released by the American, she dropped to all fours, head toward the man with the bayonet. The man who had been holding her now grabbed her again, this time around her silky smooth hips. He had looked around and surmised that the battle was almost over and the few cunts left were surrounded and being overwhelmed.
It was time to taste the fruits of victory, starting with this plump assed bitch. The girl, trying vainly to hold shut the deep incision on her breast, felt her tight, wet pussy split open by seven inches of hard cock. More was coming, the fucker motioned for the bayoneter to join in and soon he had his dick buried in her moist throat. For several minutes the weakening amazon was pummeled between the two rapists. The guy in front came first, choking the girl on a pent up load of angry jism. The instigator came moments later. He had switched to fucking her asshole but switched back to her cunt for the climax. The sticky syrup spewed up her love tunnel to fertilize eggs that soon would have no host. Her butt fucker didn't even stop to tuck his semi rigid cock into his pants. He just grabbed the girl by the head and bent her back. He had one hand in her long locks and the other around her chin. Her mouth was forced open wider than ever but this time it didn't eat a cock but the full length of a bayonet. She folded to the ground, gagging on her blood and was kicked brutally in the side to turn her over. A last vicious thrust in her full left tit squelched what little life was left in her voluptuous body.
A GI who had lost his knife was charged by the big naked blond who had found it. She lunged at him but he snapped a kick that drove his boot into her hairless pussy, stopping her in her tracks. She grabbed at her mashed cunt, leaving the rest of her amazonian body unguarded. His right fist shot out and sunk deep into her massive right tit, the left slammed home into her guts. More rights and lefts pounded her bruising breasts, staggering the big bitch. When she tried to cover her tits, he went for the midsection and then a left uppercut in the snatch. His hand sank into her qwim and came out wet from piss and cunt juice. She was doubled over and one more right to the jaw put the stunned bitch on her back. Straddling the downed woman, he slammed repeated rights and lefts into her face, knocking out several teeth, then clamped his hands around her long slender neck while she bucked and struggled. Her heaving breasts were taut and her nipples hard in her emergency but there was no escape. As the woman suffocated, the thrashing of her arms and legs slowed and came to a stop, her tongue lolling from her mouth as she died.
Backing away from a death dealing Russian, a panicked young girl of eighteen tripped and fell backward. Her shaved muff took the thrust of his bayonet, the cold steel cutting through her vagina and out the crack of her firm young ass. On her back and bleeding from a torn pussy, the slim girl grunted as she was gut skewered by the bayonet, causing her to curl up like a bug stuck with a pin. She was left to lay there with the rifle erect in her belly like a flag pole because the Russkie who gutted her was jumped from behind and now had a big busted blond hanging from his back. She was clawing and kicking at him but a hard backward blow from his elbow into her guts stunned her and she slipped off his back. The man spun around and laid two stiff punches into the twenty-five year old blond's belly, then he grabbed her arm and spun her in a circle before letting go. The blond amazon was flung back against a tent pole.
The wasp-waisted beauty gasped as the air was forced from her lungs and her arms flew out exposing her massive milk mounds to steel death. The blood crazed Russian follows her in for the kill, pulling his rifle from the prone Nazi's belly as he ran. With bayonet at ready, never taking his eyes from the glorious globe that was his target, he charged the stunned blond. "Oooowwwwwaaagh!" The bayonet took the quivering right hooter dead on, splitting the hard nipple and driving through her body, pinning her to the tent pole. The Red took a moment of pleasure watching the beautiful girl squirm and suffer before pulling his blade out through the grasping hands of the skewered Nazi witch. He watches as her knees buckled and her full flaring hips sink to the ground. Tears of pain welled up in her startled eyes as the thick red blood covered her soft smooth white skin. Her head sagged to one side and the relentless Allied steel drove into her long neck, slicing her wind pipe and jugular vein. Her breasts heaved but two more times before being still forever.
Meanwhile, a red headed she-wolf tripped backward over the downed cunt's dead body. With her long legs spread as her back hit the ground, the red-trimmed bush of her pussy was wide open for a pursuing GI. He pounced on the sultry form and brought his knee up hard into her pouting pussy while he cuffed her upside her head. He pulled his knife and was poised to plunge the blade into the soft white flesh of her busty chest when she revived and grabbed his wrist with both hands. As she struggled to hold off the death blade, he used his free hand to open his fly and release his engorged cock. The rigid penis slid between her pursed pussy lips and up into the tight fuck hole. The ravished woman submitted to the rape because to fight it meant the knife would find her heart. It only took a few moments for the lust maddened GI to cum and as his seed spewed into her cunt the woman felt the pressure of the knife relax.
She also relaxed and it cost her life. The man pulled free of her grip, rolled off her body and brought the knife up into her fuzzy snatch. Cold steel cutting up her vagina elicited a mortal scream from the blade fucked Nazi. Pulling back with the blade, He sliced her open up to her belly button, then he plunged the bloody tool into the screaming whore's belly and chest to finish her. A knife made a whistling sound as it flew through the air, burying itself in the leg of a fleeing woman. She fell to her knees and was caught by the knife thrower as she neared the wood. Jumping her from behind, her tore off her shear panties and drilled his ridged cock into her squirming twat. Dog fucking the wounded bitch, he rides her to the ground. As his ejaculation nears, he pulls the knife from her leg, turns her over and repeatedly plunges the knife into the twin mounds of her white bra while spewing his seed in her dying face. His load dumped, he makes one more plunge, driving the knife to the hilt in her full curving female chest, the ravished, dying amazon shuddered and then with adrenaline charged strength, pulled the knife from her own slashed boob. She raised the knife and made one feeble stab at the GI that had killed her, then fell back as her heart failed.
Now surrounded by bloody sharp steel and the romance of dying for the Fatherland gone, the last six young whores dropped to their knees and raised their hands in surrender while begging in broken English for mercy. The sarge was going to just kill them but the men had other ideas and talked him into letting the foxy young sluts live long enough to service the troop. For two hours the six naked witches endured the rape of almost thirty blood and lust crazed men. Guys to horny to wait ravished wounded and dead Nazis. One guy jumped the bloody warm corpse of Bertha, wallowing between massive tits and fucking her bullet ruined vagina.
By the time the sarge stopped the orgy the poor Nazi sluts were bruised, cut and bloody, most laid on the ground were they had been raped, to weak to get up. Every pussy and asshole was bloody from abuse and one poor girl had lost a nipple to an aggressive bite. Sarge knew the boats were expected and work still had to be done so he ordered the doomed girls killed. The one who had the strength to rise now tried to bolt but the sharp crack of a rifle spun her around and she dropped dead with a bullet in the back. The five remaining sluts were hoisted to their feet by two GI's only to have a third man slowly push his bayonet into their bellies, giving it a vicious twist before ripping it back out. The grunts holding the slain tarts arms then let go and the blood spattered corpses crumpled to the ground.
Chapter 9 Mop-Up
The screaming had stopped, the moaning and crying had not. One hundred and forty three Nazi amazons and thirteen Japanese sex nymphs lay dead or dying. The moans became quieter as the GI,s finished off the last of the wounded. All the she-devils sprawled out in the tents were dead, perhaps a dozen or so shapely bodies strewn around the killing field hung on to life. Orders demanded that none would be spared so the GI's scoured the field for wounded pussy.
One of the girls from the campfire cardgame still clung to life. She lay on her back in a pool of blood. Her cunt and lower belly were badly lacerated but her chest and face relatively unmarked. A young girl of about twenty, she was a pure German with golden blond hair and light blue eyes. Those eyes were wide in terror as a scowling GI prodded first her right then her left breast with a blood stained bayonet. She had a pair of 38D's that were so firm that they didn't sag even though she was flat on her back. Her erect nipples were the color of a deep pink rose and the size of gumdrops. He was impressed with her perfectly formed pair of tits and decided not to mar them. Instead he brought the bayonet down hard in the deep valley between them. The girl gasped and clutched at the rifle barrel for a few seconds then dropped off dead.
Other GI's examined other crumpled females. They would prod a prostrate soft body with their rifle butts or flip a face down bitch on her back. A good hard kick to the open crotch would bring a cry from even the most seriously wounded SS whores. If any life was detected the bayonet would taste the tit flesh of the Nazi bitch and transfix her heart. Most were to far gone to feel the fatal thrust, a few yelped like a whipped dog as the cold steel sliced through their hot flesh. The three naked nymphos who took belly wounds coming out of tent one had weakened to near silence but still required more violence to kill them off. The two soldiers who had run past their contorted bodies on their way to assault the tent returned to the sado-erotic scene.
The guys' bayonets were tinged red from the delectable Aryan meat already tasted. The three blonds would be dessert, served raw to the cold steel. The girls lay in various positions. The first tart shot escaping was on her back, legs spread open. Her pussy wasn't visible because another girl lay with her face in the open snatch. She was sprawled over the bottom girls left leg with her legs pulled up under her body. The third young tart was face up across the chest of the first girl with their bodies at right angle to each other. Hers were the only tits visible and they were a fine pair of 37's that stood skyward like twin peaks of a mountain range. They still rose and fell indicating a heart beating under the double mounds. The GI executioners weren't sure of the girl on the bottom, she may already have assumed room temperature.
The muff diving girl was still breathing also and she took the first thrust. Her softly rounded ass was quivering in the air, almost asking for attention. With her legs slightly apart, every womanly charm she possessed was open for bids. Tasty pink pussy lips flanked the entrance to a deep warm love tunnel and a perky red rosebud stood up as if saying, "bugger me, big boy". Instead, what she got wasn't pretty. A soldier removed his bayonet and while pressing the girls head down into the dead snatch, laid the point of the blade in her qwim and pushed. Her cry of agonized outrage was muffled by the cunt in her mouth but the tremors in her ass showed she felt the pain even in her near dead condition. The blade progressed deeper and deeper, slicing, ripping and tearing through vagina, uterus, intestines and spleen. When the hilt was firmly against her crotch and the point buried somewhere inside her abdomen, he gave one more vicious thrust and twist. The SS girl stiffened and went limp. When the bayonet was pulled out and reinserted into her tight pink asshole, she was beyond caring.
The girl with the perfect 37's had a much quicker demise. The other executioner stood directly over the two crossed girls. He raised his bayonet over his head and brought it down with all his might. The blade hit just left of miss 37's sternum, drove completely through her body and into the chest of the bottom girl. A short yelp came from two lush mouths as both girls died with punctured hearts. Some of the less seriously wounded begged and pleaded for mercy that could not be given. Such was the case with Marlena, found sprawled out in the mud with several bullet wounds. Four uniformed guards had been found laying near each other in the mud. Two were dead, their buxom chests covered with a mixture of blood and mud. A third had bad belly and groin wounds and hardly flinched as her breast was skewered.
Marlena was face down, blood seeping from holes in her ass cheek and thighs, knee shattered by a bullet. A tall southern boy came upon the comely SS witch and the sight of her in the mud reminded him of back home on the pig farm. He had always wanted to pork a girl in a pig sty. With his knife, he cut the bloody shorts from her firm ass. He had to gasp, never had he seen such a fine ass. The hard round hemispheres reminded him of a cantaloupe cut in half and laid side by side. She revived and squealed like one of his pigs as he reamed her blood lubed asshole with eight inches of Southern sausage. He pistoned in her anus while ripping her blouse and squeezing her muddy tits. As he came, he pulled back hard on her breasts, lifting her face from the dirt and bending her backward as his cock sank to the hilt in her rectum. The girl cried out and went limp as he stood up. He turned her over, admiring her stunning body, knowing what he must do. She stirred, then cried out as she saw him raise his bayonet, "Nein, Bitte,,, ein comrade, bitte"! "Sorry fraulein, by may orders is tu kill aul yu Nazzis". "Yuawl say hey to the devil when yu git tu hell", drawled the Georgia boy as he prepared to make a tit kabob of her firm left melon. He stood over the sobbing, terrified SS girl, and plunged the vengeful weapon down at her body. "AAiieeerrrghghh", the soldier's razor sharp bayonet sliced through the mud smeared flesh of the Nazi bitch's smooth hooter and drove clear out her back. Marlena arched up, clawed at her tit, and fell back; the last bitch to die.
The flower of Nazi womanhood and a dozen Japanese roses had been cut from the vine and withered away. The Allied casualties were light: One dead, one serious wound, several minor injuries. Several thousand rounds of ammo had been poured into the battle and several hundred of those rounds now lay burrowed in the dead female bodies. They would have to leave the carcasses as they lay. When the U-boats came back for their cargo they would find the carnage and radio the news back to High Command before being sunk by the Allied planes who knew they would be coming.
Back in Germany, the shocking news stunned the Nazis who did not think the Allies had the stomach to take the fight to women and civilians. From now on they knew that any tit with a swastika on it was a target. The last chore for the victorious soldiers was to photograph the battlesite and recover any records. As the photo crews snapped dozens of pictures of bloody contorted bodies, the thought came to mind that they sure didn't look like superwomen now. The last grisly task being done, they boarded their rafts for the trip back to the sub. It had not yet reached noon when they returned to ship, they had annihilated the V Force that had taken months to plan and train, not counting the time for raping the last six, in two hours.
In New Zealand the Allied commanders were overjoyed at the news of the successful mission. Quite a few pairs of pants began to bulge as the brass looked over the dozens of photos of dead sluts and destroyed equipment, No one noticed the tears welling up in the eyes of James Honsberger as he viewed the carnage he had foreseen, particularly one photo showing two girls draped over a window frame, their faces still beautiful in death but their bodies slightly worse for wear and one of Nioki, sprawled out bloody on a bed. He would leave the service now and take his new wife to America, settling in Milwaukee, Wisconsin were they would blend in with the large German population. Heidi was to be released the next day and she would tell her husband of her pregnancy.
Their moonlit couplings would produce a fine German son and they would spent many happy years together. He would try to put the horror of the V Force wipeout from his mind. He gave thanks in his mind to Eva and her lush body. If he hadn't taken the time to screw the dead guard, he would have been gone before Heidi found him. She and their unborn child would have been destroyed with the rest of the Axis girls. It's just as well that he never knew of the several other girls, including the luscious Henna and the exotic Nioki, that were carrying his offspring in their bellies when they were slaughtered by Allied lead and steel.
THE END
