Torturing Nazi Crucifiers

[Opal]

Here's the first half a story I am writing - it ends with crucifixion.

At 29 the collaborator was too old for them. All she could do is help the bastards. Enslave the young ones: the owned ones.. If she was to stay alive, she had to prepare…. For the High Command’s dirty, secret, war on teenage victims. With all their bloody victories, they had a huge selection of subjects.

She felt guilty…. For now about having to help with conquests of two especially attractive girl prisoners. Because after that they would be at the mercy of Reinhard Heydrich. ‘The architect’. And his devices. Perhaps one day there would be justice. Perhaps from inside Germany. From those who were horrified. But it might be too late for these two beautiful young women. These defiant bodies. As a fellow Russian, she had to try to make the spirited prisoners more submissive. For the cruel Nazi psychopath and his perverted kindred.

These two girl fighters had been captured by an honourable army company in May 1942. Outside Leningrad. On seeing them at the forward prison camp, the leering SS commandant had selected them for ‘special processing’. But the army captain had told her that he was not going to forget them. He wanted to know the fate of all the girls and young women that were taken away. Particularly ones as special as these. His superiors in the Wermacht were interested too. Were they fighting and dying to satisfy perverted SS lust?

There were now in a comfortable room. In the heart of Nazi headquarters in Germany. The woman needed to get the young Russian girls ready. In fact, she needed to educate them. Without taking away their innocence. Or without violating them in any way. That might come later. From other people. The woman felt future guilt. At the acts she that she had to prepare. The older girl were clearly nervous. In fact she was white with fear. ‘Do not fear my love’ ‘But you need to welcome their attention’. The younger girl was unaware of the coming ordeal. Because of what the doctors had already done to her.. The woman knew she might be assisting. In something evil. The girls were too attractive. There seemed to be no limit. To the Nazi’s lust for toying with young flesh.

The first thing was to clean them. The girls’ fear had caused her to sweat. The woman felt a frisson of shameful excitement. At the thought of the fresh youths naked. ‘We are going to undress’.’ Then we are going to have a nice warm shower’. And then I am going to take you both. To the big men’. The older one’s face flushed.

The woman wanted to put the younger girl at ease. So she removed her own dress and underwear. Then she gently grasped the adolescents shoulder. And slipped her long blouse down her bare slender body. The girls breasts were high up . Pear shaped. . But her nipples were well developed. Full and pointed. The triangle of her ribs were sexily visible. The young girl’s belly was slightly vertically ridged- down to her belly button. With finely textured young muscle. The dress bundled around her feet.

The woman’s gaze down to the girls legs. They were a silky light brown. The woman was reminded of a young colt. Her upper legs were long and tapered down to her knees. The woman could just see the outline of the girls thigh bones. But the girl’s thighs were bounded by slim but taut muscle. All the way up to her tight panties. Where her hips widened. She was quite full around there. The woman was glad. That maybe this one was not too small for them.

The woman got behind the girl. And slipped off her panties. Quickly. She did not want to touch her intimate regions. Because then she might be overcome with desire. And lose control. That could mean death for the woman. The Herr Docteur wanted his young meat largely untouched. She slid her hands down the girls thighs. Washing her sloping warmth. Feeling the springy flesh.

She gazed in sad lust at the older girl. It was unlikely she would see her again. Not after the torturing Nazis had seen how desirable she was. But just maybe she could find someone to save the girl. Someone that the vermin trusted. Someone who secretly hated them. But she would be putting herself in mortal danger…

She must now come across as their big sister. She dressed them in nightdresses. No underwear. “Come with me”, Patting their behinds “ We are going to visit an important person. You must respect his commands” She accompanied them from the small ensuite room. They walked downstairs barefoot towards the Wolf’s Lair, the labyrinth of rooms that they fuhrer had designed/chosen for his inner circle.

Down the plain basement corridor. Nodded at the two grinning guards in brown short sleeves shirts. They knew the woman from previous visits. It was strange that his guard wore different uniforms. Not the Himmler black of the rest of the Nazi party body guard. She knocked…

Dr Josef Goebels, the Reich Minister of Propaganda minister, opened the door. ‘ Good evening Ladies’. He was always surprised by the first look of fright on faces of his desired. When he was trying to be nice. But then he did look like a human skeleton. Possibly like a grim reaper. But he couldn't help it. They would soon be experiencing a deeper kind of fear. But first he had to carefully subjugate the teenagers. So they would receive the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler. And after that..the really bad one.

Goebels nodded at the elder woman. He was glad that she had dressed in smart dress. So she knew how lucky she was. The two girls were lovely healthy meat. Particularly the older one. The younger one was sweet. But he was a bit concerned the effect of his lobotomy operation on the young ones short term survival. The hole in her head was bleeding slightly from his junior’s drill. But she had an unaware, dazed expression on her face. She would now submit to almost any punishment.

The elder girl was flushed with anger. Her mouth clenched shut. Josef felt himself harden. It would be like taming a wild, female Alsation dog. But much more intelligent. Using humiliation. Violence. With invasion. Get her to like it. Then hope. Pats. Nods. Gifts. Then torture. To see her dismayed surprise. But that would the Reich Protectorate Commanders business. Josef desperately needed that individual’s friendship and support.

‘Your families are safe’ Joseph said. ‘For now’. He lowered his head. Turned on his evil glare. ‘Their fate depends on how well you learn the lessons I am about to give you’. Also they had seen what happened to the other example girls in the yard outside. Buried alive.

Joseph stared at the younger one. Then nodded the older woman. ‘It will be alright’ said the woman in Russian. Smiling. Because of the operation the girl probably could not comprehend. He unbuttoned her blouse. It slid to the floor. Goebels first admired her blonde hair. Then carefully slid his gaze down. She was had square shoulders. Small pert breasts. They were ridges of finely textured, muscle on her stomach. Her buttocks were well defined. Curved at an alluring angle from her lower back. Her legs were long. Slender but strong. Her belly button was stretched. He grasped her left shoulder to still her. Then he gently kneaded her breasts. He pinched her nipple. It hardened. ‘Good’ thought Goebels. The lobotomy had removed the girls inhibitions. Taken away the inbuilt self protection about sex. After much experimentation on various brains. They had finally got it right. She would submit to any degradation. She would respond to the sound of the abusers voice. He needed to get her ready for the furhrer. He liked his flesh trained.

Goebels slid his first two fingers. Down the girls crotch. She giggled and flushed. She actually enjoyed the act of the act of stimulation. No matter how humiliating. Or ugly the doer. That was because of the lobotomy. Goebels felt himself harden. He invaded her some more. She was intensely warm and moist. Her snatch tightened. But not before he located her clitoris. He stroked it with his finger. She moaned. He pinched it hard. She gasped. If only she was able to know the near future. With the fuhrer It was a pity. Goebels would have to liked to see her fear.

He turned to the older girl. ‘Undress now or I will shoot you where you stand. And then I will start on you family. And not quickly. The red faced girl cast of her nightdress. She was magnificent. 5”10. Strong shoulders. They would prolong her life. Later. Nicely rounded breasts. Generous but firm. Sturdy well muscled legs. Strong Siberian features. A flat stomach. With an enticing layer of ridged muscle. He grasped her shoulder. Turned her around. Roughly as she resisted. She had irresistable buttocks. They were perfectly proportioned to her back. Well defined. He could see an outline of strong muscle in both of them. They sloped pertly. Even more so as she involuntarily arched her back. H he edged his knife down her crotch. ‘ Stay still’ he commanded.

Using his index finger he probed for her anus. At first it seem too tight. Even for his finger. Patiently his insistent finger invaded the hole. He could feel the spasming of her strong anal muscle. Becoming more resistant the further he pushed his finger. He made a circular motion to fight her asshole’s tightness. He watched her in the mirror. Her mouth curved downward in dismay.She was frozen with terror. Beneath his dressing gown his member arose. But it was the sadist Heydrich that was going to break her will . Make her see there was nothing she could do. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat. But even now she was still fresh. Undamaged goods.

 

[thehangingtree]

Heres the first half a story I am writing - it ends with crucifixion.

At 29 the collaborator was too old for them. All she could do is help the bastards. Enslave the young ones: the owned ones.. If she was to stay alive, she had to prepare…. For the High Command’s dirty, secret, war on teenage victims. With all their bloody victories, they had a huge selection of subjects.



She felt guilty…. For now about having to help with conquests of two especially attractive girl prisoners. Because after that they would be at the mercy of Reinhard Heydrich. ‘The architect’. And his devices. Perhaps one day there would be justice. Perhaps from inside Germany. From those who were horrified. But it might be too late for these two beautiful young women. These defiant bodies. As a fellow Russian, she had to try to make the spirited prisoners more submissive. For the cruel Nazi psycopath and his perverted kindred.

These two girl fighters had been captured by an honourable army company in May 1942. Outside Leningrad. On seeing them at the forward prison camp, the leering SS commandant had selected them for ‘special processing’. But the army captain had told her that he was not going to forget them. He wanted to know the fate of all the girls and young women that were taken away. Particularly ones as special as these. His superiors in the Wermacht were interested too. Were they fighting and dying to satisfy perverted SS lust?



There were now in a comfortable room. In the heart of Nazi headquarters in Germany. The woman needed to get the young Russian girls ready. In fact, she needed to educate them. Without taking away their innocence. Or without violating them in any way. That might come later. From other people. The woman felt future guilt. At the acts she that she had to prepare. The older girl was only 19. The younger was barely of age. The older girl were clearly nervous. In fact she was white with fear. ‘Do not fear my love’ ‘But you need to welcome their attention’. The younger girl was unaware of the coming ordeal. Because of what the doctors had already done to her.. The woman knew she might be assisting. In something evil. The girls were too attractive. There seemed to be no limit. To the Nazi’s lust for toying with young flesh.


The first thing was to clean them. The girls’ fear had caused her to sweat. The woman felt a frisson of shameful excitement. At the thought of the fresh youths naked. ‘We are going to undress’.’ Then we are going to have a nice warm shower’. And then I am going to take you both. To the big men’. The older one’s face flushed.

The woman wanted to put the younger 16 year old at ease. So she removed her own dress and underwear. Then she gently grasped the adolescents shoulder. And slipped her long blouse down her bare slender body. The girls breasts were high up . Pear shaped. . But her nipples were well developed. Full and pointed. The triangle of her ribs were sexily visible. The young girl’s belly was slightly vertically ridged- down to her belly button. With finely textured young muscle. The dress bundled around her feet.


The woman’s gaze down to the girls legs. They were a silky light brown. The woman was reminded of a young colt. Her upper legs were long and tapered down to her knees. The woman could just see the outline of the girls thigh bones. But the girl’s thighs were bounded by slim but taut muscle. All the way up to her tight panties. Where her hips widened. She was quite full around there. The woman was glad. That maybe the younger kid was not too small for them.

The woman got behind the girl. And slipped off her panties. Quickly. She did not want to touch her intimate regions. Because then she might be overcome with desire. And lose control. That could mean death for the woman. The Herr Docteur wanted his young meat largely untouched. She slid her hands down the girls thighs. Washing her sloping warmth. Feeling the springy flesh.


She gazed in sad lust at the 19 year old. It was unlikely she would see her again. Not after the torturing Nazis had seen how desirable she was. But just maybe she could find someone to save the girl. Someone that the vermin trusted. Someone who secretly hated them. But she would be putting herself in mortal danger…


She must now come across as their big sister. She dressed them in nightdresses. No underwear. “Come with me”, Patting their behinds “ We are going to visit an important person. You must respect his commands” She accompanied them from the small ensuite room. They walked downstairs barefoot towards the Wolf’s Lair, the labrinthe of rooms that they fuhrer had designed/chosen for his inner circle.

Down the plain basement corridor. Nodded at the two grinning guards in brown short sleeves shirts. They knew the woman from previous visits. It was strange that his guard wore different uniforms. Not the Himmler black of the rest of the Nazi party body guard. She knocked…


Dr Josef Goebes, the Reich Minister of Propaganda minister, opened the door. ‘ Good evening Ladies’. He was always surprised by the first look of fright on faces of his desired. When he was trying to be nice. But then he did look like a human skeleton. Possibly like a grim reaper. But he could’nt help it. They would soon be experiencing a deeper kind of fear. But first he had to carefully subjugate the teenagers. So they would receive the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler. And after that..the really bad one.


Goebels nodded at the elder woman. He was glad that she had dressed in smart dress. So she knew how lucky she was. The two girls were lovely healthy meat. Particularly the older one. The younger one was sweet. But he was a bit concerned the effect of his lobotomy operation on the young ones short term survival. The hole in the younger one's head was bleeding slightly from his junior’s drill. But she had an unaware, dazed expression on her face. She would now submit to almost any punishment.

The 19 was flushed with anger. Her mouth clenched shut. Josef felt himself harden. It would be like taming a wild, female Alsation dog. But much more intelligent. Using humiliation. Violence. With invasion. Get her to like it. Then hope. Pats. Nods. Gifts. Then torture. To see her dismayed surprise. But that would the Reich Protectorate Commanders business. Josef desperately needed that individual’s friendship and support.


‘Your families are safe’ Joseph said. ‘For now’. He lowered his head. Turned on his evil glare. ‘Their fate depends on how well you learn the lessons I am about to give you’. Also they had seen what happened to the other example girls in the yard outside. Buried alive.


Joseph stared at the younger one. Then nodded the older woman. ‘It will be alright’ said the woman in Russian. Smiling. Because of the operation the girl probably could not comprehend. He unbuttoned her blouse. It slid to the floor. Goebells first admired her blonde hair. Then carefully slid his gaze down. She was had square shoulders. Small pert breasts. They were ridges of finely textured, muscle on her stomach. Her buttocks were well defined. Curved at an alluring angle from her lower back. Her legs were long. Slender but strong. Her belly button was stretched. He grasped her left shoulder to still her. Then he gently kneaded her breasts. He pinched her nipple. It hardened. ‘Good’ thought Goebells. The lobotomy had removed the girls inhibitions. Taken away the inbuilt self protection about sex. After much experimentation on various brains. They had finally got it right. She would submit to any degradation. She would respond to the sound of the abusers voice. He needed to get her ready for the furhrer. He liked his flesh trained.


Goebels slid his first two fingers. Down the girls crotch. She giggled and flushed. She actually enjoyed the act of the act of stimulation. No matter how humiliating. Or ugly the doer. That was because of the lobotomy. Goebels felt himself harden. He invaded her some more. She was intensely warm and moist. Her snatch tightened. But not before he located her clitoris. He stroked it with his finger. She moaned. He pinched it hard. She gasped. If only she was able to know the near future. With the fuhrer It was a pity. Goebells would have to liked to see her fear.


He turned to the older 19 year. ‘Undress now or I will shoot you where you stand. And then I will start on you family. And not quickly. The red faced girl cast of her nightdress. She was magnificent. 5”10. Strong shoulders. They would prolong her life. Later. Nicely rounded breasts. Generous but firm. Sturdy well muscled legs. Strong Siberian features. A flat stomach. With an enticing layer of ridged muscle. He grasped her shoulder. Turned her around. Roughly as she resisted. She had irresistable buttocks. They were perfectly proportioned to her back. Well defined. He could see an outline of strong muscle in both of them. They sloped pertly. Even more so as she involuntarily arched her back. H he edged his knife down her crotch. ‘ Stay still’ he commanded.

Usinghis index finger he probed for her anus. At first it seem too tight. Even for his finger. Patiently his insistent finger invaded the hole. He could feel the spasming of her strong anal muscle. Becoming more resistant the further he pushed his finger. He made a circular motion to fight her asshole’s tightness. He watched her in the mirror. Her mouth curved downward in dismay.She was frozen with terror. Beneath his dressing gown his member arose. But it was the sadist Heydrich that was going to break her will . Make her see there was nothing she could do. Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat. But even now she was still fresh. Undamaged goods.

Nice story... I had to change a few words... Keep them over 18 yrs....

 

[Opal]

The younger was looking on in lust. She wanted the same. It was surgically induced arousal. Even Goebels seemed attractive. But she was promised to the Fuhrer.


Goebels took them down the corridor. They stood outside Adolf Hitler’s door frozen with fear. He saluted the figure at figure. The figure took the younger ones arm ‘ Come in my dear’ the fuhrer said.


‘Now you listen’ said Goebells to the 19 year old. A few minutes later from behind the door they heard a quick succession of female yelps. Then three short gasps . Then long keening moans. Rising in crescendo. Each moan followed by a scream. Of pain and pleasure.


The door opened. ‘ She should see this’ said Adolf Hitler pointing at the older one. They went in to Hitler’s huge office.

The younger brain damaged girl was crouched on a small table. Her face was red. Excited and fearful. Disinhibited but not completely unaware. The fuhrer was pointing a gun at her. The fuhrer dead secretary was lying on the floor. Blood pooled around her.


‘Again!’ Said the furhrer to the naked youngster. There was a large greased dildo. Built into the table. Next to the girl. The girl made a short intake of breath. Then she straighetened her back. Stuck out her buttocks. As if to defecate. Then she slowly pressed her vagina down on the dildo. Allowing it to penetrate her. She afraid of the tool but more afraid of the angry fuhrer. Hiltler grasped her slim shoulder. “More’, deeper” he said. “Please no said the girl. “Yes - otherwise you die”. She knew it had to be. The younger one squirmed and wriggled as she put her full weight on the large dildo. She had a look of intense concentration. Followed by a desperate pleading expression as it invaded her cervical wall… Gobells thought it must be like giving birth, except backwards. Eventually the girl felt the thing touch something in her inner core. Something vital but delicate. Instinctively she knew that if she pressed down any further she would rupture and die. She wailed to Hitler for mercy. The Fuhrer, with a kindly expression of on his face, lifted her by the armpits off the dildo. Her journey had not yet ended.


There was a young boy. Slender but well muscled lying tied a cross set a slight angle.. Goebells did not know where this one came from. Maybe a prisoner from Stalingrad. His long legs were spread-eagled. His hands cuffed to posts. Sweat glistened on his heaving ribcage. His abdominal muscles rippled with pain. His face was a picture. It was a grimace of agony and bewilderment. Blood was bubbling round his lips. Their gaze moved down .Even Goebels was shocked. The was a long horizontal slit in his stomach where his belly button was. The fuhrer had carefully pulled out some of his organs. Layed by his side was her stomach sac and lower intestine. In this state it could take him six hours to die. Strangely the boy had an erection. . But then he should not underestimate Hitler’s personal magnetism.


Goebels had to keep this and other acts under wraps. Some of their most crucial people were very straitlaced. Goebells had already suspected that if they knew about this there could be a revolt in the heartland….That’s why he kept files. So he could turn on a pfenning towards the worthies and god botherers, if the kinkiness got out of hand.


“Now you know what we are capable of” Goebels said to the 19 year old girl. As they left the room he pondered the Fuhrers philosophy. Hitler was using his own sexual perversions. Translating them into empire. He wanted to enslave subhumans in the East. But there had to be a compelling reason for the young soldiers in the Wehrmact to do so. And the wolves in the SS. Their drive to invade could be linked up to their sex drive. The military machine were being led by their penises.

The prime example of the fuhrers psychosexual strategy was Reinhard Heydrich. Compared with the other Nazis Heydrich was a pragmatist. He did not want to kill everyone who was not Aryan. That was why his colony of czechoslovakiaran so well. There was no big problem with partisans or rebelliousness. In fact it was generally co-operative with the Nazi war plan. But the fuhrer had determined something about Reinhard’s sexual orientation. That he was a sadist. He liked to torture young men and women. To explore the depths of their pain. And fear. And finally when they asked for death …. He prologued their agony as long as possible.So he was co-opted into joining the Nazi masterplan through blackmail and promise of sexual conquest.


Goebells thanked the older woman and said ‘I’ll take it from here. The woman’s face was cast down with guilt. He took the 19 year old girl deep to the basement room where Heydrich resided. ‘ We are going to visit with the gentleman who wants to show you some interesting experiences’. Goebells tried to supress a grin.


The door opened. Heydrich nodded at Goebels.’ There was an enticing meal laid out on the table. They sat down. The hungry girl ate while goebels and Heydrich carefully picked at their food. Heydrich talked to the girl in a calming tone about education and job opportunities in the growing Reich. He asked about her family. The atmosphere was apparently reassuring. But there was something in the food. Slowly it was obvious the girl was passing out. Heydrick grasped her. ‘Lets get her to the apparatus’ He said.


They took her into the next room. There was a square frame attached to the floor, with a strong hinge at it’s base.. There were arm and leg restraints on each of the corners. “We need to shackle her”. They layed her down in the frame They carefully secured her limbs to each of the four corners. “Not too fast” said Heydrich. Slowly they lifted. The frame rose up. Once it became vertical Heydrich turned a locking lever. The still unconscious girl now hung a cruxifiction position. But her whole body was exposed. Front and back. She would now be completely powerless to the attentions of any predator. And Jesus Heydrich was the king of them. They cut her nightdress off. As they did they could not help fondling her firm, nubile flesh. She hung spread-eagled naked from the frame. Close by Heydrich stroked her face. She began to come round. As she awoke she gasped with surprise at her situation. Then struggled futiley against the restraints. She took three wooping gasps: Already the cruxifiction had was straining her lungs. Reinhard firmly stroked her abdomen, pressing the firm but yielding muscle in her stomach.

He drew a knife. “Be absolutely still or it will be very bad for you”. He then carefully cut a decisive stripe across her stomach. But not deep enough to breach her intestinal wall. Blood seeped slowly from wound.

If you don’t do exactly what are you told this knife will go deeper. The girl nodded frantically.” It’s best if you learn to enjoy me” Heydrich pressed the heel of his hand into the girls crotch. She went red with humiliation and shame. Especially as she felt a tingle in her private regions. And then white with dawning dread. When she remembered how the Romans killed Jesus.. ‘Stick out your crotch’, The girl reluctantly pressed out her crotch. She felt some shameful physical relief as Heydrich’s hands and the his penis took the agonising weight off her shoulders. Heydrich huge penis felt her warmth, and her vaginal muscles contracted against his member as if to resist it’s inevitable entry.” Press against me girl or you’ll have to make friends with the knife”. The girl arched forwards on the frame and gasped. Gasped at the invasion as Heydrich clasped her buttocks. And she clasped him with her strong cunt. She could not help noticing how handsome he was. His full length went in her. Then he withdrew. Left her hanging in shock and humiliation.


Now that his immediate urge was satiated, Heydrich was able to take a slower and more clinical view of the torture process. But he needed to give her hope. If she knew what was really in store for her she would give up altogether. And refuse to pander to his fantasies . Because much as the girl might hate him, he needed her to look to him for salvation .

He gestured at the clock. ‘If you are still alive in six hours time I guarantee you will be cut down and get hospital treatment. And your family will get food and accomodation. Not slow suffocation in a lime pit. The girl nodded. She had to believe him – she could not accept death for herself or her kin.


Heydrich ran his downs her silky inner thigh, feeling the strong female muscle and its pulse. He then produced a cigarette lighter. He brushed the flame around her inner thigh. She screeched with pain. A blister formed. As he moved it up closer to her vagina, she tried to twist and squirm on the cruxifiction frame. The lighter snapped shut. Heydrich snickered. ‘Pain is going to be your constant companion. From now on’.


Heydrich went around to the her back. His admiring look took in strong outstretched shoulders. To her exquisite struggling shoulder blades bounded in quivering muscle. To her curving spine. Just visible rib cage. Sheen of sweat around her tan skin. Her slim mid section. Wideining to reveal a pair of strong buttocks. That are so attractive they almost seem like a separate being. They were arching as she tried to take the weight of shoulders. Clenching and unclenching with animal strength. Her buns became more upturned as she tried to avoid thhe the sharp hook that Heydrich was caressing her vagina with.


‘There is hope for you’ said Heydrich. All you have to do be obedient. And accept my organ as your master”. He went round the back of her. She was squirming with dread. Her buttocks were protruding and recoiling in fearful expectation. He produced a wet cotton covered prod. Attached to a wire. He touched to her skin. She repeatedly jerked and screamed. He withdrew it. ‘Anymore disobedience and the voltage will be doubled’. ‘Now present your bottom for my consideration’.


She reluctantly arched her back. He forced his penis into her asshole. Whilst pressing his hand against her crotch. So she could not get away. She was tight, despite Goebels previous attentions. It took a few moments for his cock to penetrate the resistance of her ring. But eventually he gained purchase. Now he felt her anus repeatdely tighten against his weapon. He grabbed her hips. Pushed his penis in even further. Felt her delicious tight warmth. She was groaning now. He was large. And a long way from ejaculation. Eventually his erect member totally dominated her rectum. He deliberately forced his cock against her anal wall. Angling to do as much damage as possible. And to trigger her involuntary tightness. She groaned and keened. He could feel the liquid wetness of her blood on his member. As he came, she yelped with sharp agony..

“You’ve been taken. I am not so concerned with you now”. “But I’ve got huge plans for your pussy”. He stroked her slit, putting his index finger inside. Her vagina spasmed at his cold touch. He inserted two fingers. An exploratory journey, before the blitzkrieg. Her sigh of relief was short-lived. He smiled and slowly forced his hand deep into her vagina.. His surprisingly small hand violated the tight passage of her cervix. His fingers kneaded it’s way up her tightening tube. Up into her uterus. He enjoyed feeling the warmth and contraction of her inner sanctum. He tested the walls of her womb. He enjoyed her fearful moaning. But he resisted the temptation to rupture her cavity. He did not want to cause a fatal haemarrage. He roughly withdrew his hand.

Her labia was now hanging out of her vaginal orifice. The essence of her womanhood had now been violated. She gasped.

As well as the agony Heydrich had caused her genital regions, the girl was beginning to feel the slow crushing suffocation of the cruxifiction apparatus.


Heydrich and Goebells took ten minutes to watch her agony and despair.

Eventually Heydrich became bored with her cries for mercy. He picked up a hammer. To each of her kneecaps he gave a decisive breaking hit. She screamed and sagged on the cruxifiction apparatus. Without the support of her legs her death would now be hastened. As her legs bent uselessly on the frame she moaned with pain. Then she lost conscioness. Heydrich gave her smelling salts. She awoke with a dread realisation. That whatever happened she was going to die. She desperately tried to take the weight off her shoulders. The only way was to arch her buttocks. Even if this was an invitation to Heydrich’s cruelty with his whip. She prayed to god for deliverance. Which Heydrich was determined not give her. She writhed on the cross. Desperate to find a more comfortable position. The struggle only intensified her agony.


There was an urgent knock on the door. Heydrich told them to fuck off, but the knocking continued. Followed by a shout of “Army business” German Army High Command”. Goebells felt a lurch of fear in his guts. Maybe the Prussian soldiery had finally found it’s balls and were challenging Heydrich - the archetypical l Nazi. “I am going to have to open the door”, Goebells said, Heydrich in his superior arrogance nodded.

Fieldmarshal Manstein himself, German Commander of the Russian Front, came bursting in with two soldiers. The Russian woman collaborator was there too. Manstein looked at the writhing, moaning tortured girl, stretched on the crucifixion apparatus. This is not what I am loyal to, this is nothing to do with the German people. ‘ Who is responsible for this abomination? Said Manstein. ‘Its not your business” Heydrich responded but we were integorrating her. For on intelligence on Red Army movements.” “And what have you gathered” Manstein sneered knowingly at the semi naked Heydrich. “Nothing so far”, “that’s because you have cut her tongue out, you filth’, Manstein said.


At that moment Goebells realised that they had been in the next room. They had been using his own listening and recording devices. To incriminate himself and Heydrich. The female Russian collaborator had betrayed the Nazi party sordid secrets to the German Army.


At that Goebels made a momentous decision in order to save himself. He drew a small pistol. He shot Reinhard Heydrich in the heart.

He turned to Field Marshal Manstein. ‘ well I was as worried about Heydrich’s degeneracy as you were. The Fuhrer will approve of this cleansing act’ Goebells lied. Manstein said “what about you minister Goebels”. “ Whatever your thoughts about me field marshal I would remember my friend Heinrich Himmler and his waffen-SS. And that you are a family man.” The field Marshal shook with rage. Then he did remember. These people were just too cunning. And there no limits to their ruthlessness.

‘Let’s cut her down’ said the Russian collaborator. The soldier gripped the poor girl as the woman cut her crucifixion bonds. The girl cried like a wounded animal in his gentle grasp. Field Marshal Manstein whispered in her ear ‘ One day all these perverts will, themselves, suffer the cross.’

 

[thehangingtree]

The younger was looking on in lust. She wanted the same. It was surgically induced arousal. Even Goebels seemed attractive. But she was promised to the Fuhrer.


Goebels took them down the corridor. They stood outside Adolf Hitler’s door frozen with fear. He saluted the figure at figure. The figure took the younger ones arm ‘ Come in my dear’ the fuhrer said.


‘Now you listen’ said Goebells to the 19 year old. A few minutes later from behind the door they heard a quick succession of female yelps. Then three short gasps . Then long keening moans. Rising in crescendo. Each moan followed by a scream. Of pain and pleasure.


The door opened. ‘ She should see this’ said Adolf Hitler pointing at the older one. They went in to Hitler’s huge office.

The younger brain damaged girl was crouched on a small table. Her face was red. Excited and fearful. Disinhibited but not completely unaware. The fuhrer was pointing a gun at her. The fuhrer dead secretary was lying on the floor. Blood pooled around her.


‘Again!’ Said the furhrer to the naked youngster. There was a large greased dildo. Built into the table. Next to the girl. The girl made a short intake of breath. Then she straighetened her back. Stuck out her buttocks. As if to defecate. Then she slowly pressed her vagina down on the dildo. Allowing it to penetrate her. She afraid of the tool but more afraid of the angry fuhrer. Hiltler grasped her slim shoulder. “More’, deeper” he said. “Please no said the girl. “Yes - otherwise you die”. She knew it had to be. The younger one squirmed and wriggled as she put her full weight on the large dildo. She had a look of intense concentration. Followed by a desperate pleading expression as it invaded her cervical wall… Gobells thought it must be like giving birth, except backwards. Eventually the girl felt the thing touch something in her inner core. Something vital but delicate. Instinctively she knew that if she pressed down any further she would rupture and die. She wailed to Hitler for mercy. The Fuhrer, with a kindly expression of on his face, lifted her by the armpits off the dildo. Her journey had not yet ended.


There was a young boy. Slender but well muscled lying tied a cross set a slight angle.. Goebells did not know where this one came from. Maybe a prisoner from Stalingrad. His long legs were spread-eagled. His hands cuffed to posts. Sweat glistened on his heaving ribcage. His abdominal muscles rippled with pain. His face was a picture. It was a grimace of agony and bewilderment. Blood was bubbling round his lips. Their gaze moved down .Even Goebels was shocked. The was a long horizontal slit in his stomach where his belly button was. The fuhrer had carefully pulled out some of his organs. Layed by his side was her stomach sac and lower intestine. In this state it could take him six hours to die. Strangely the boy had an erection. . But then he should not underestimate Hitler’s personal magnetism.


Goebels had to keep this and other acts under wraps. Some of their most crucial people were very straitlaced. Goebells had already suspected that if they knew about this there could be a revolt in the heartland….That’s why he kept files. So he could turn on a pfenning towards the worthies and god botherers, if the kinkiness got out of hand.


“Now you know what we are capable of” Goebels said to the 19 year old girl. As they left the room he pondered the Fuhrers philosophy. Hitler was using his own sexual perversions. Translating them into empire. He wanted to enslave subhumans in the East. But there had to be a compelling reason for the young soldiers in the Wehrmact to do so. And the wolves in the SS. Their drive to invade could be linked up to their sex drive. The military machine were being led by their penises.

The prime example of the fuhrers psychosexual strategy was Reinhard Heydrich. Compared with the other Nazis Heydrich was a pragmatist. He did not want to kill everyone who was not Aryan. That was why his colony of czechoslovakiaran so well. There was no big problem with partisans or rebelliousness. In fact it was generally co-operative with the Nazi war plan. But the fuhrer had determined something about Reinhard’s sexual orientation. That he was a sadist. He liked to torture young men and women. To explore the depths of their pain. And fear. And finally when they asked for death …. He prologued their agony as long as possible.So he was co-opted into joining the Nazi masterplan through blackmail and promise of sexual conquest.


Goebells thanked the older woman and said ‘I’ll take it from here. The woman’s face was cast down with guilt. He took the 19 year old girl deep to the basement room where Heydrich resided. ‘ We are going to visit with the gentleman who wants to show you some interesting experiences’. Goebells tried to supress a grin.


The door opened. Heydrich nodded at Goebels.’ There was an enticing meal laid out on the table. They sat down. The hungry girl ate while goebels and Heydrich carefully picked at their food. Heydrich talked to the girl in a calming tone about education and job opportunities in the growing Reich. He asked about her family. The atmosphere was apparently reassuring. But there was something in the food. Slowly it was obvious the girl was passing out. Heydrick grasped her. ‘Lets get her to the apparatus’ He said.


They took her into the next room. There was a square frame attached to the floor, with a strong hinge at it’s base.. There were arm and leg restraints on each of the corners. “We need to shackle her”. They layed her down in the frame They carefully secured her limbs to each of the four corners. “Not too fast” said Heydrich. Slowly they lifted. The frame rose up. Once it became vertical Heydrich turned a locking lever. The still unconscious girl now hung a cruxifiction position. But her whole body was exposed. Front and back. She would now be completely powerless to the attentions of any predator. And Jesus Heydrich was the king of them. They cut her nightdress off. As they did they could not help fondling her firm, nubile flesh. She hung spread-eagled naked from the frame. Close by Heydrich stroked her face. She began to come round. As she awoke she gasped with surprise at her situation. Then struggled futiley against the restraints. She took three wooping gasps: Already the cruxifiction had was straining her lungs. Reinhard firmly stroked her abdomen, pressing the firm but yielding muscle in her stomach.

He drew a knife. “Be absolutely still or it will be very bad for you”. He then carefully cut a decisive stripe across her stomach. But not deep enough to breach her intestinal wall. Blood seeped slowly from wound.

If you don’t do exactly what are you told this knife will go deeper. The girl nodded frantically.” It’s best if you learn to enjoy me” Heydrich pressed the heel of his hand into the girls crotch. She went red with humiliation and shame. Especially as she felt a tingle in her private regions. And then white with dawning dread. When she remembered how the Romans killed Jesus.. ‘Stick out your crotch’, The girl reluctantly pressed out her crotch. She felt some shameful physical relief as Heydrich’s hands and the his penis took the agonising weight off her shoulders. Heydrich huge penis felt her warmth, and her vaginal muscles contracted against his member as if to resist it’s inevitable entry.” Press against me girl or you’ll have to make friends with the knife”. The girl arched forwards on the frame and gasped. Gasped at the invasion as Heydrich clasped her buttocks. And she clasped him with her strong cunt. She could not help noticing how handsome he was. His full length went in her. Then he withdrew. Left her hanging in shock and humiliation.


Now that his immediate urge was satiated, Heydrich was able to take a slower and more clinical view of the torture process. But he needed to give her hope. If she knew what was really in store for her she would give up altogether. And refuse to pander to his fantasies . Because much as the girl might hate him, he needed her to look to him for salvation .

He gestured at the clock. ‘If you are still alive in six hours time I guarantee you will be cut down and get hospital treatment. And your family will get food and accomodation. Not slow suffocation in a lime pit. The girl nodded. She had to believe him – she could not accept death for herself or her kin.


Heydrich ran his downs her silky inner thigh, feeling the strong female muscle and its pulse. He then produced a cigarette lighter. He brushed the flame around her inner thigh. She screeched with pain. A blister formed. As he moved it up closer to her vagina, she tried to twist and squirm on the cruxifiction frame. The lighter snapped shut. Heydrich snickered. ‘Pain is going to be your constant companion. From now on’.


Heydrich went around to the her back. His admiring look took in strong outstretched shoulders. To her exquisite struggling shoulder blades bounded in quivering muscle. To her curving spine. Just visible rib cage. Sheen of sweat around her tan skin. Her slim mid section. Wideining to reveal a pair of strong buttocks. That are so attractive they almost seem like a separate being. They were arching as she tried to take the weight of shoulders. Clenching and unclenching with animal strength. Her buns became more upturned as she tried to avoid thhe the sharp hook that Heydrich was caressing her vagina with.


‘There is hope for you’ said Heydrich. All you have to do be obedient. And accept my organ as your master”. He went round the back of her. She was squirming with dread. Her buttocks were protruding and recoiling in fearful expectation. He produced a wet cotton covered prod. Attached to a wire. He touched to her skin. She repeatedly jerked and screamed. He withdrew it. ‘Anymore disobedience and the voltage will be doubled’. ‘Now present your bottom for my consideration’.


She reluctantly arched her back. He forced his penis into her asshole. Whilst pressing his hand against her crotch. So she could not get away. She was tight, despite Goebels previous attentions. It took a few moments for his cock to penetrate the resistance of her ring. But eventually he gained purchase. Now he felt her anus repeatdely tighten against his weapon. He grabbed her hips. Pushed his penis in even further. Felt her delicious tight warmth. She was groaning now. He was large. And a long way from ejaculation. Eventually his erect member totally dominated her rectum. He deliberately forced his cock against her anal wall. Angling to do as much damage as possible. And to trigger her involuntary tightness. She groaned and keened. He could feel the liquid wetness of her blood on his member. As he came, she yelped with sharp agony..

“You’ve been taken. I am not so concerned with you now”. “But I’ve got huge plans for your pussy”. He stroked her slit, putting his index finger inside. Her vagina spasmed at his cold touch. He inserted two fingers. An exploratory journey, before the blitzkrieg. Her sigh of relief was short-lived. He smiled and slowly forced his hand deep into her vagina.. His surprisingly small hand violated the tight passage of her cervix. His fingers kneaded it’s way up her tightening tube. Up into her uterus. He enjoyed feeling the warmth and contraction of her inner sanctum. He tested the walls of her womb. He enjoyed her fearful moaning. But he resisted the temptation to rupture her cavity. He did not want to cause a fatal haemarrage. He roughly withdrew his hand.

Her labia was now hanging out of her vaginal orifice. The essence of her womanhood had now been violated. She gasped.

As well as the agony Heydrich had caused her genital regions, the girl was beginning to feel the slow crushing suffocation of the cruxifiction apparatus.


Heydrich and Goebells took ten minutes to watch her agony and despair.

Eventually Heydrich became bored with her cries for mercy. He picked up a hammer. To each of her kneecaps he gave a decisive breaking hit. She screamed and sagged on the cruxifiction apparatus. Without the support of her legs her death would now be hastened. As her legs bent uselessly on the frame she moaned with pain. Then she lost conscioness. Heydrich gave her smelling salts. She awoke with a dread realisation. That whatever happened she was going to die. She desperately tried to take the weight off her shoulders. The only way was to arch her buttocks. Even if this was an invitation to Heydrich’s cruelty with his whip. She prayed to god for deliverance. Which Heydrich was determined not give her. She writhed on the cross. Desperate to find a more comfortable position. The struggle only intensified her agony.


There was an urgent knock on the door. Heydrich told them to fuck off, but the knocking continued. Followed by a shout of “Army business” German Army High Command”. Goebells felt a lurch of fear in his guts. Maybe the Prussian soldiery had finally found it’s balls and were challenging Heydrich - the archetypical l Nazi. “I am going to have to open the door”, Goebells said, Heydrich in his superior arrogance nodded.

Fieldmarshal Manstein himself, German Commander of the Russian Front, came bursting in with two soldiers. The Russian woman collaborator was there too. Manstein looked at the writhing, moaning tortured girl, stretched on the crucifixion apparatus. This is not what I am loyal to, this is nothing to do with the German people. ‘ Who is responsible for this abomination? Said Manstein. ‘Its not your business” Heydrich responded but we were integorrating her. For on intelligence on Red Army movements.” “And what have you gathered” Manstein sneered knowingly at the semi naked Heydrich. “Nothing so far”, “that’s because you have cut her tongue out, you filth’, Manstein said.


At that moment Goebells realised that they had been in the next room. They had been using his own listening and recording devices. To incriminate himself and Heydrich. The female Russian collaborator had betrayed the Nazi party sordid secrets to the German Army.


At that Goebels made a momentous decision in order to save himself. He drew a small pistol. He shot Reinhard Heydrich in the heart.

He turned to Field Marshal Manstein. ‘ well I was as worried about Heydrich’s degeneracy as you were. The Fuhrer will approve of this cleansing act’ Goebells lied. Manstein said “what about you minister Goebels”. “ Whatever your thoughts about me field marshal I would remember my friend Heinrich Himmler and his waffen-SS. And that you are a family man.” The field Marshal shook with rage. Then he did remember. These people were just too cunning. And there no limits to their ruthlessness.

‘Let’s cut her down’ said the Russian collaborator. The soldier gripped the poor girl as the woman cut her crucifixion bonds. The girl cried like a wounded animal in his gentle grasp. Field Marshal Manstein whispered in her ear ‘ One day all these perverts will, themselves, suffer the cross.’

Opal- one more reference to under-aged girls and I will delete you otherwise well written post.