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Nazis And The Purple Orchid

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I happened to spot this pic while looking for something different
(viz. the source of the image DM's posted in Judas Cradle)
it's a new one to me and I think a good one for this thread,
it's called 'Waiting for the Gestapo: Interrogation Chamber'
by a (?) Russian artist calling himself Severatrix

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thehangingtree said:
He says „her name is Pkin, from Der Haag.”
I raise the gun. My hand is shaking and she says „Just do woman. Try and hit my head.”
My finger twitches and the thunder fills the cellar. Crap, I just blew her brains out!!!

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Bloody hell, Pk! You just got pasted, and you weren't even in this episode until just this minute. :attention::confused::eek:

Nevertheless, that was bloody hot. This is fantastic spy story writing, Tree (and Barb, as your added commentary show you as more than simply a character in this process).:very_hot: Is Barb the naive, forced-to-be spy, or is she harder and colder (and also softer and hotter) than we suspect?:devil:
 
The kink started slowly. First it would be light bongage while having sex.

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I didn’t mind that because often I was on top and more in control of the pace and thrusts. I could tell if he had a bad day when he would bind my wrists behind my back lean back in his chair and have me suck his cock. Then would be no more sex after that and he would send me home early.

The night I shot Pkin he brought me to his home and did not bother to bind me. He didn’t need to as he is strong. He was as turned on by the me killing her as I was repulsed. I rebuffed his advances and that was the first time he raped me. It would not be the last.

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One day the maid was there (every Wednesday) and she handed me an envelope. Opening I read the note in Hermann’s handwriting...

"Barbara,

I will be home early. Do exactly as the maid Gretta tells you to do

Love

Hermann”

This was the first time he every used the word ‘love’ to me.

I set done the note and Gretta orders me to strip. I take off the sheer night gown...

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..and she seats me in a chair and blindfold me.

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Then she takes me to one of the stout uprights of the four post bed and binds my wrists above my head with smooth but strong silk scarves. Gently but thoroughly she rubs a lubricant on and into my pussy and ass. A her finger slips into my tight bum i thing with dread ‘oh he wouldn’t’!

Then Gretta leaves me standing in my private darkness to ponder Hermann’s arrival...

Tree
 
I don’t think I have been standing long when I hear Hermann come into the bedroom. He kisses my neck and gently runs his hands over my breasts, then down the side of my torso. One of his hands parks on my hip and the other tenderly strokes my clit. Over time I have come to enjoy sex with him. Messaline had taught me to do so because spies like us get our information much because of their infatuation with us. ‘Separate the work from the physical pleasure’ she had told me and gradually I have come to accept this. But today his touch which would have me anticipating an orgasm turns me cold and I tense at his touch. He notices it immediately and stops. He begins to untie the blindfold and asks “What troubles you, Barbara?”

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“I need to talk to you, Hermann” I say as he unties my wrists. Free of the binds I turn and face him. I can see by the light coming through windows it is no later than late afternoon. He pours brandy into two sniffers, hands me one, and looks over my body adorned with only with a necklace and high-heeled sandals. I sip the brandy and take a deep breath. “Gretta lubricated my pussy and my bum. I have told you I did not want to do that and until now you have respected my wish. What has changed?”

He sighs and says “My Commandant Gruber and his wife Helen want to ‘borrow’ you for a large party this weekend.”

“And you agreed to this without even talking to me” I ask angrily.

“Barbara, I know who you are. You have a chance to survive the war. The Purple Orchid has operated more than a year without being caught. Do not believe it was all skill and luck. I refuse the Grubers and I will be on the Russian front. My replacement would discover your operation in weeks. This is why I had you shot PKin. She was a dead woman anyway, but because you put the bullet in her head Herr Gruber is pleased you are my mistress” Hermann explains in a whisper.

Thoughts race so my head but Messaline’s warning that is not beyond the Gestapo to bug each other, not to mention the SS and Gestapo bugging each other. Instead I ask “So you want take my ass before they do?”

“I have no doubt they will take you that way. I thought you prefer the first time with someone you trust. I will be gentle with you” he replies.

“Will they be with me?” I ask.

“You mean…”

“Will they take me gently?” I demand.

“I sincerely doubt it” he replies.

“Then fuck my ass as hard as you can, Hermann” I say. He does!!!

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Tree
 
Thursday morning I am brought back to the Purple Orchid apartment in central Paris. The visas are no longer breathtaking or what made Paris worth it is not after what happened the night before. Messaline looks at me and said “Barbara, I can tell you are upset. Talk to me.”

I light up a hand rolled Madame Wu and glare at Messaline…

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I ask if it is safe to talk. She assures me it is. I tell her Hermann had just raped my ass and has promised that when I am ‘loaned’ to Helen and Commandant Gruber later today that would hardly be the last time. I huff “I signed up to be a translator, and a damn good one at that, not to be a fuck-whore. Hermann won’t even be there!”

Messaline stares at me, pours a drink, and stares at me again. She takes a breath and says “You told me your brother is at least ‘missing in action’ if not dead after his B-17 was shot down. Do you think if he survived he has been given the ‘red carpet’ treatment by the Nazis? Hermann is a German Jew working in deep cover. Whatever physical pain you may feel pales to his relatives sent to the concentration camps.”

“He knows about the Pink Orchid” I protest.

“Of course he does; he founded us. Do as he tells you, Barbara, and maybe we will all survive the war.”

I am embarrassed but angry. “He told me he will not even be there!”

“That could be good or bad news. Good news if you do not break- Bad news if the Grubers know about you. Do well, Barbara” she says as she turns and to leave my room.

“What the hell does that mean?” I demand.

“There are many men that have no stake in keeping us alive but will die to do so! It is your choice” she says as the door slams behind her.

Tree
 
I don't know if my tight little will ever be the same after this. Yet Messa can be so convincing. What choice do I have really? Luckily I have but one ass to give for my country and my brother, any more than that would be too much. So let's get on with it.

By the way, imagine these Nazis spying on each other? What kind of circus is this anyway? No way this thing is going to hold together for a thousand years, like Joey the Crip claims in his propaganda. Ooops did I say that? Uh, oh ....sorry Joey...just kidding ... really I was ... shit.

Oh, Hermann, now I have gotten you in trouble I fear. Guilt by association. I hear the winter air is so fresh and invigorating on the Russian front. Or, I suppose you could tell Joey you don't know me.

Anyway, I am off to see Helen and Commandant Gruber. Wish me luck .. I am going to need it.
 
thehangingtree said:
...am I boring all of you???
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Barbaria1 said:
no, it's just a slow Thursday, hang on :)
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It's a very slow Thursday, actually, and Alerts don't seem to be firing on all cylinders again either.

thehangingtree said:
This was the first time he every used the word ‘love’ to me.
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Hmmm. Complicated. How does Barb feel?

thehangingtree said:
Hermann is a German Jew working in deep cover. Whatever physical pain you may feel pales to his relatives sent to the concentration camps.”
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A nice twist. I was starting to like Hermann. I wonder if I should. :confused: I think Barb is also starting to like Hermann. :devil: That probably won't end well.
 
Barbaria1 said:
View attachment 281983 Who is this "Barbara Moore"? What did she call me? What does Hermann have to do with her? Why am I not informed about these things? Bring them to Berlin ..... NOW!!!
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Heydrich001.jpgI don't think that's wise, Herr Goebbels. We have Hermann under observation, as well as the Moore woman. It is better not to let them know how closely we watch them.
 
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