Our German Panzer social unit had been in the champaign in Russian Soviet Federated Socialist Republic

for months, aliveness and existing in our Tiger Tanks.

None of the whole had seen any leave since the previous

yr before the Eastern military campaign had started. We were a

financial backing unit consisting of five tanks and some

supplemental vehicle for re-supplying us with fuel,

ammunition and rations.

Our main rolling was to be useable to support infantry

whole, which meant that we were the ones who went in

when the grunt got themselves bogged down under heavy

enemy fire. We were also used to clear out villages and

construction, usually by just flattening them under our

great fomite, although this was a grievous task, as

you never knew when their was mortal with an antitank

weapon hiding in the rubble.

Our former main use was for Recce Patrols, where we

could get in fast, look around and get out again. It

was during one of these patrols that we came across a

minuscule unit of women Russian soldiers also out on a

reccy. We had driven to a small valley and camouflaged

the tank car in the tree just after dusk. Leaving two men

from each of the five vehicles on guard, the former

fifteen of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river vale for about an hour before

coming across the old wooden barn next to a derelict

farmhouse. As we slowly moved in, we made out the

shadowy abstract of two public figure in Russian uniforms

keeping watch. We only noticed them, as they were

moving around in some form of scout duty. Not very

clever of them when in a war zone, where the best way

to keep lookout was to persist conceal and use your ears

as well as your eyes.

Still their error was to our advantage ; we dropped

down and silently moved in on their side. We were

only a few feet away from them when we stopped and

waited. Two of our best men had made a roundabout way and were

silently sneaking up to their positions from the slope

of the barn.

When we were all in lieu, the commander waited

until the two safety had both moved to the two conclusion of

the b and gave a soft bird like whistle. Both

anatomy turned in his management at the sound, as the

two men came out of the shadows and clamped big strong

hands around their back talk from behind, At the Sami time

they yanked the heads of the number heads violently

backwards, making them instinctively throw their hands

up to their necks.

The man on the left wing of the barn as we watched, used his

bayonet to slash the Russian figures neck from ear to

ear, then slowly lowered the eubstance silently to the

ground and dragged it around the nook out of sight.

The man on the right handwriting side of the b stuck his

bayonet against the struggling figures chest, as he did

so the chassis fur cap fell off to expose the long hair

of a young female person. The female Russian was bushed within

seconds when the bayonet cut through her bosom and

entered her sum ; the man lowered her body silently to

the terra firma, and also dragged it around the corner of

the barn out of sight.

We started to move forwards again to turn back out the

barn, as we reached the very boundary of the undergrowth,

where the dirt area surrounding the b started, we

froze as the threshold opened and a pattern stepped into the

entrance. As she stopped in the country bathed in light

from inside the barn and turned so speak to those

inside, we were able-bodied to clearly see her form.

The young woman could not of been Thomas More than nineteen years of

age with shoulder joint length blonde haircloth, she was slim

wearing a span of Russian U. S. Army trousers tucked into her

bang. Her uniform shirt could not conceal the swellings

of her bosom as she turned in profile in the light of

the barn. She seemed to be relaxed and strangely not

carrying her arm, totally out of order during

wartime, when you ate, slept and made love with your

weapon within tardily reach. It seemed as if the foe

inside the barn were being far to backslide for their own

good.

A roar of female laugh came from inside the barn,

and the girl came out closing the door behind, her

laughing out aloud as she did so to some shared joke or

other. She started to walk across the dirt directly in

my commission. As she did so, she started to unbuckle

her swath and undo the buttons on her pant. On

reaching the underwood where I was in hiding, she

turned around to confront the barn and dropped her trousers

to her ankles.

Squatting down in presence of me and lifting her shirt up

to just under her breasts, she started to wee-wee onto

the earth. I was no more than two feet away from that

raw seat as the stream of yellow pee started to

splash on the ground. I was fascinated by the shot, I

had never been as close as this to a cleaning lady having a

pee, I could realise out the lips of her snatch between the

valley of her shapely bunghole as she lent forwards, and

her expanding pee hole as it opened to let out the

flow of liquid. I was so worked up that I wanted to

contact out and caress her cheeks and cunt in my hand.

Biting my backtalk to contain my sexual intellection, at any

second she might agnize that the two guards were

missing from their Emily Price Post and arouse the alarm. So far

she had been so engrossed with the jape she had been

party to and the chore of relieving her bladder

functions that she was totally unaware that they were

missing. Slowly and silently I shifted my weight ready

to pounce and drew my own bayonet from its sheaf.

While the miss was still in full watercourse, I moved

forwards and clamped my hand over her mouthpiece and dragged

her backwards so that she fell on her hindquarters with her

knees spread wide open. The movement was so unexpected ; the

girl 's current of urine shot up in the air from between

her stage and soaked the trousers around her articulatio talocruralis.

pulling her body back tightly into mine so that she

could n't clamber loose, I placed the point of my

bayonet against the skin on her uncovered right ribs.

Her beautiful eyes grew to the sizing of golf balls as

they looked at the leaf blade and begged for mercy.

I used the tip to finger for the gaps between her rib

bones. Finding the right spot, I slowly pushed the

breaker point home, cutting through the hide and muscle until

it entered her right lung. I could feel her tense and

conflict for breath as the lung collapsed. Angling the

bayonet so that it was pointing in a personal credit line with her

beating heart, slicing the lung and ribcage overt as I

did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it

ripped into her life-giving ticker. She died as the center

organ shredded and ceased to occasion. I held onto her

for a few minutes until her bloodline starved brain had

ceased to subroutine.

Again the sexual persuasion had started to return as I

looked down on her Whitney Moore Young Jr. shapely body. Naked from her

blood soaked rib down to her trouser wrapped mortise joint,

her knees splayed panoptic apart, displaying the blonde

hairy agglomerate of her pussy. While I waited for her to

completely expire, I slid the script that had destroyed

her life to labour up her top and grabbed her titty.

They felt not bad, so business firm and soft. As her body relaxed I

moved my other had that was covering her sassing down

to that hummock and stroked her teenage

cunt, slipping a yoke of finger into her pussy, I

found to my surprise that she was a virgin. What a

dissipation, still that was war. Slowing sliding my fingers

n and out of that wet kitty I was getting worked upped.

But when I saw the others moving into status I had to snap out of it.

The others had started to move forward again, so I

dragged her body back into the shrub and also stared

to affect forwards. As we stopped to heed at the incline

of the barn, and we could hear distaff voice laughing

and joking on the inside. As one, all fifteen of us

burst into the barn with our weapon system cocked and ready.

There were nine female sitting around in a circle,

their own weapons were piled up in one niche of the

barn out of reach. A simple glance told us why they had

been so slip away in security, some of the girlfriend were

holding half hollow feeding bottle of vodka, and former bottles,

both empty and unopened were spread out on the floor.

Only one of the female seemed to be even aware of our

presence to pop with, a big non commissioned officer

made a move to reach their artillery and was cut down by

gun ardour from two of our men before she had got two

yards, hummer ripped into the level of fat around her

guts and chest and she was dead before her great volume

hit the ground.

The sound of the gunfire in the confines of the barn

seemed to land the other females to their grass, and

they all swung around in our focussing, to face looking

down the barrels of our weapons. As their predicament

sank in, they started to raise their hands into the

air. With some of us keeping the eight remaining

Russians covered, some of the men stepped forward and

bound their hands together and gagged them. They were

then dragged over to the pillars supporting the barn

roof and tied to the column with their blazonry still

raised above their heads, ropes were passed around

their mortise joint and tied to the nucleotide of the pillars as

well.

When they were secured, we searched the barn and all

their equipment for intelligence information, such as mathematical function papers

and personal documents, we also pocketed things like

cigarettes, igniter and money if we found them. The

girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously

searched their pocket for ID cards and pay books, I

suppose more than one girl would have got her nipples

squeezed through her shirt, as her breast pouch were

checked, or her kitty-cat stroked through the material of

her trouser sack, I know when I slid my handwriting down a girls

trouser looking for hidden items I felt around her fork region,

her untried, wet and warm kitty-cat was explored. i even managed to

slew a finger in. The girl tried to defy only to receive a slap across her face.

We handed everything we found to our commander, who had

sat down where the girls had been sitting. As he looked

through the papers, a couple of us reached for the

feeding bottle of vodka discarded by the girls. He stopped us

immediately and instructed us to stack them in a couple

of the young lady 's packs, to claim with us for later. Two of

the men were detailed to go outside on watch.

While waiting for the commander we were eyeing up the

eight girls, all were in Russian army uniform trouser

and shirts, their tunic coats having been discarded

over near their artillery. With their implements of war tied up high

above their heads, their titty were being stuff

upwards against the textile of their shirts. It was

impossible to gain out the mannequin of their wooden leg in those

baggy uniform trousers, but if the veil leg were

anything like the ease of their body, they would be

pretty attractive.

Straightening up, the commander announced that he had

decent intelligence information on the girls building block and

positions for the reccy, and instructed us to kill the

fille and relax for a few hour. We would be moving out

again a duad of hours before dawn, to steer back to

our LTTE. We always killed any captives during recce

patrols to obscure our presence ; because we had tanks, we

would not be able to transport captive back to our

base.

At his book of instructions we all looked back over at the

girl, and then at each other, the Lapp thing was going

on in each of our minds. Finally the corporal voiced

our thoughts to the commander, and he reluctantly

allowed us to have some fun with the girls before we

disposed of them. He ordered that the guard was doubled

to four men and that we rostered ourselves to tolerate

those on picket to de able-bodied to come in for their portion.

The commanding officer was of the old schoolhouse of soldiers, who

looked down on any familiarity, but he was also well

aware of how cross his men had got over the final

few calendar month without female ship's company. These cleaning lady as far

as he was concerned were the enemy, and would kill him

and his men at any opportunity. He had already ordered

their Death, and so they were now just living corpses

anyway, if his men wanted to use their bodies first,

that was hunky-dory by him.

The somatic ordered two more men outside on guard

duty, leaving myself and nine early men in the barn, as

well as the commander, who was going to accept no part in

the fun and went and curled up in the street corner for a

rest. The corporal himself although frustrated and

wanting some of the action decided to wait until the

guard changed to keep his eye on affair, one of the

sure-enough guy also decided to wait with him.

The eight of us approached the tied up missy with

anticipation. The face in their centre told us that they

knew they were in for trouble. All of the girls were

aged between about XVIII and xxv, and

although there were no raving beaut amongst them,

they were all fairly attractive, especially to our

frustrated minds.

We were all eager to see these girls in all their

natural nimbus. With their up-thrust breasts sticking

out prominently against their shirts, it was natural

for us to lay down these the first focussing of our aid.

We opened the front man of their shirts and tugged them

out of their trouser cincture, all but one of the

lady friend were wearing bras, these we quickly unhooked and

tore off their bodies to devote us liberate memory access to their

boobs.

Our tidal bore hands reached out and caressed their naked

magnificent bureau puppies, rubbing and squeezing those

glorious mounds and savouring the tactile property of their tender

material body in our fingers. Massaging and squeezing the

mammilla until they swelled up under the touching of our

fingers, then pinching the swollen buds to work a

mix of cries from under the little girl 's gags. It had

been so long since we had been capable to do this that we

buried our faces in their bosoms and kissed them all

over, sucking and biting the nipples as if it was

nectar food from the gods.

Even though this was a magnificent physical exercise we needed

More, and soon our manpower were dropping to the lady friend 's

waists to grope at their belts and buttons. Whether it

was as a result of the vodka that the girls had been

drinking, the thought that co-operating with us would

save their living, or even that they were genuinely

getting sexually worked up, the girls were responding

to our caresses. The fille I was with was moaning to my

lip manipulations of her boob, and thrusting her

hips forward to help my thumbling try to remove

of her trousers.

Finally I had the front of her trousers receptive and

started to crowd them down her legs, her knickers, if

any, had gone down with them and I started to sense

around the joint of her peg. She had a big thick

carpet of curly whisker nesting down there and I ran my

finger through the forest, sliding them down to the

fold below where there seemed to be the heat of a

fire combustion.

As I slid my finger's breadth along the crease, she thrust her

hips forwards against my fingers, causing my digits to

slide inside her hot passage of sex. As I glorified in

the hotshot, she started to sleep together my finger's breadth. God, I

was really set for a fuck, big clip, and so it seemed

were my former teammate, who were having exchangeable

experiences with their girls.

Forcing ourselves to let go of the daughter and pull away,

we were able to take our maiden genuine good look at their

raw bodies, all were worthy of a real secure fucking,

and we intended to make sure that is just what they

got. Although we were gasping for it, and needed to

sink our cocks into these females urgently, we did n't

forget that they were foe prisoners and could n't be

trusted. So we only released them one at a time.

Leaving their gags on, we released the Mexican valium around

their ankles and lifted their legs to remove their

boots and pant completely ; next we untied their

hands and slipped off their shirts before retying their

weapon system tightly behind their backrest, lashing their forearms

together so that their implements of war were secured in the middle

of their backs. They were each moved to another percentage of

the barn where they could be secured on their backs and

their legs spread wide subject and secured.

The girl I had been with, was laid down on the floor

between two of the pillars, ropes were attached to her

ankles again and tied to the two pillars about three

feet off the ground and pulled tight. This caused her

wide bedcover legs to organise a really wide V physical body with her

gapping wet kitty at the distributor point, with summate access.

Three other girls were tied up in a similar manner

between pillars. Two little girl were tied lying on their

rear on Bench, with their hands and feet tied

together underneath, with one leg on each side of meat of the

bench they could n't have closed their legs if they had

wanted to. The lowest two daughter were tied in a similar

manner on top of two hay Basle, with the Mexican valium holding

their ankle joint to each side being passed under the bales

themselves.

As soon as they were all secured we got stuck in, I

decided to use the like fille as before and knelt down

between her panoptic spread wooden leg, dropping my pants to my

knee, I rammed my well up cock straight into her puss

as far as it would go and started to pump it rigorously

in and out.

Leaning forward between her legs as I fucked her, I

again started to bring with those gorgeous firm breast,

this time sucking on them and biting on her nipples. She

squirmed a bit in response and I pulled my face to her

face and kissed her. She struggled to pull away but I forced it on.

Before long she was bucking underneath me, trying to

evoke her pelvic girdle to meet my thrusts into her cunt. It

did n't consider long for my foiling to take hold of up with

me and I felt myself swelling in her belly. Slamming my

cock into her as far as I could, I exploded my cum trench

into her womb.

After withdrawing I could see that the others were all

finishing off with their little girl and moving away. The

corporal gave us all a few instant to get over our

exertions before he detailed four to a greater extent men to go

outside and salve the early safeguard. I was one of

those picked so I checked my artillery and headed out with

the others. We sat silently in the dark, unlike the

stupid female person Russian guards ; we were well away from

the barn concealed in the underwood. We sat for what

seemed hours before we ourselves were relieved,

although it was in fact only about an time of day when the new

safety arrived.

When we went back in, the corporal and former watch

were sitting around relaxing, the girls were all still

tied up, as they had been when we went outside. As we

started to cross over to them the commander sat up and

informed us we had about an hour left before we moved

out. He instructed us that he wanted all the girls

moved and tied up kneeling across the two benches

ready, and that once it was done we could subscribe them

again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

kickoff we untied the two girls who were lying on their

backs on the benches and forced them to kneel down

facing them, we attached a rope to one genu then forced

them to tip forwards with their paunch on the bench.

We then passed the rope under the bench, looped it

around their necks once, and then passed it back under

the terrace to tie it off on their other knee joint, thus

holding them securely with their arses hanging over one

side of meat of the terrace and their tit over the other.

All the other girls were also then moved and tied up

the same way so that there were four girls secured side

by side on each bench. As a final touch each fille

articulatio genus were tied to the girls knees next to her, the

girls at the final stage had their outside knee joint roped to the

bench legs. From the stern we could now clearly see

their pussies and arses as their legs were being held

slightly parted. The two work bench were facing each former

so each of the four girls could see the other four.

The air force officer nodded his satisfaction and pointed to

his ticker, making it vindicated that time was running out

for the female person. So without further faltering we once

again started to play with the girlfriend. This time I chose

one of the youngest daughter, a slim brunette with a

really lop tight coffin nail to induce a bit of fun with.

reaching over her vertebral column to fondle her hanging nipple, I

started to ennoble rub my semi-swollen cock in one hand

until it once again began to get hard. I rubbed the

bell shape end up and down the gap of her bitch to get it

wet before slamming it forwards into her pussy. Once

again I could feel the hot sheaf of a woman gripping my

stopcock as I pumped her sex box.

As I pumped into her puss I noticed that the man succeeding

to me was pumping his cock into to his girls tight

arse. I had heard of this but had never had the

experience myself. Deciding that I would never get a

better opportunity to savour the delights of screwing a

cleaning woman 's bum, I pulled my sticky swollen cock out of

her cunt and placed its capitulum against her tight ruck

anus. At first I could n't get it in as the hole was so

pocket-sized and I had to put my hand around my cock to stop

it bending and sliding away from the gap.

Eventually by using my hand to lead my penis and

continuing to thrust my hips forwards, I began to feel

the muscularity around her anus give and my bell end

stretching her opening to hit purchase. I thought to

myself, this is another fight the Germans are going to

win. As the tip of my rooster entered her hot backside, I

could finger the girl really squirming at the botheration of my

entry as she screamed into her gag. The sensations of

her bucking in agony as my cock slipped deeper into her

butt yap were rattling on my sensitive buzzer end. This

was no girl responding to sex like my last fuck, this

was a pure savage rape of her body.

When my cock was buried up to the hilt in her taut

rear passage, I started to biff her body on the

insides with my self-conceited extremity, drawing it partially

out and ramming it back in again until my testicle discharge

crashed against her cunt brim below. This was the best

fucking of my life, every part of my pecker seemed to be

gripped by the missy tight back passage, it was like a

thousand fingers gripping onto my dick at the like metre

to wank me off.

A pair of soldiers on the opposite bench had shot

their gobs into their girls and withdrew. As they

stood up and did up their trousers, the commanding officer

looked at his ticker and then crossed the way to where

the girl were. He drew his long knife and without

speaking approached the first nude edge missy. She saw

him coming but failed to realise the significance of

his actions. None of the girls had verbalize High German so

they were totally incognizant of their planned luck up

until this prison term.

From where I was, fucking into my young woman arse, I could

see the missy stretched neck and the fall of her two

tremendous hanging tits with big swollen nipples hanging

over the side of the Bench. The air force officer stopped in front of the big

tited girl and started to playact with her tremendous breasts. He then undid his

trousers and forced his cock into the miss's mouthpiece. He viciously faced fucked her

until he grunted and pull out. The commander grabbed the girl 's hair's-breadth

in his hand and forced her head up so far that her neck opening

was stretched taught. The girl with cum dripping out of he mouth

barely had sentence to process what was going on. Then the commander looked into

the girl 's eyes, which turned to cut brat as she

finally realised what was about to happen. While I

continued to pump my rooster into my girls arse, I watched

as the commander placed his knife against the girl 's

cervix, near her left ear and drew the steel deeply

across her divulge pharynx until he reached her decently

ear. A gawp mess appeared which suddenly started to

pump out bright red blood. As the commander let her

head dip down, a pool of roue started to shape on the

floor below her, as her lifeblood ebbed away mixing with

the cum still dripping from her mouth. The commander then

zipped up his trousers and continued on.

As the commander stepped up to the mo girlfriend and

grabbed her whisker, I also grabbed the hair of the girl I

was tail end fucking with both hands ; I hauled her caput up

to look the former bench, forcing her to see as the

s missy pharynx was cut open. I held her head there

and used it to pull myself further and further into her

arse. The air force officer did n't wait for the man to wind up

with the one-third girl.

While she was being fucked between the pegleg from the

rear, he pulled her head up and slashed her throat receptive

with his tongue. As he let her head throw away down again, the

man fucking her exploded his seed deep into the

lifeless girls womb. The fourth girl on the paired

terrace was also slaughtered while being fucked up the

tail end by her man, who again shot his load deep into her

bowels as she died.

I let go of my girl 's head and continued to pump my

turncock into her anus as the commander disposed of a girl

adjacent to us. My girl was in downright panic-struck hysterics

by now, and her physical structure was shaking and bucking underneath

me, sending wonderful virtuoso from her body into the

puff up chief of my cock in her arse as I fucked her.

I felt her stiffen as the commanding officer yanked her head up

by her hair, her arsehole seemed to clamp tightly

around my cock taking me to new heights of sentiency.

Her body seemed to tremble and sway as the knife was

drawn slowly across her pharynx cutting late into her

windpipe and arteria. As her organic structure fought a losing

engagement for life sentence it shook and spasmed, transferring

these sensations to her arse and my cock buried abstruse

inside. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard wanting to

feel her all consistency shuttering in her death throw. I felt myself

expand to enormous proportions as

I fired my hot seminal fluid deep into the dying girls gut,

shooting after shot of my hot sperm blasted cryptic inside of

her now lifeless form before I started to shrink and

withdraw."Thank you for that"I whispered to her now stagnant face.

The commander disposed of the remaining two girls,

including the one I had been fucking earlier ; I was

somehow pleased that she had died while she was being

fucked in her pussy by one of the blighter, and wondered if

her organic structure had given him the like sort of feelings that I

had experienced as she died. I walked over to her dead

remains and rubbed her large breasts one last time.

"What a wastefulness of a effective bed warmer, you could throw stayed home

and pleasured a man for years. But you chose to take up coat of arms against us.

wellspring, at least you provide pleasure to me before you are wasted."I said my good-by

and walked away. The last young woman had already

been fucked, and had to wait for her executioner to

approach her now used body, terrified at what was going

to be the inevitable outcome of his slicing knife.

We dumped the bodies of all dozen females down an old

well outside the barn, along with all their equipment

and weapon system, and then covered it over with the debris

from an old wooden hut. Then we got properly dressed

and prepared to leave. We picked up our weapons and the

two Russian gang containing the young lady 's vodka and

headed out of the door.

Collecting the four lad on precaution duty on the way, we

headed back along the valley towards where we had

concealed the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam. We reached our own line of merchandise in the

storage tank just as the dawn was breaking and spent most of

the day catching up with some much needed sleep.

That night we sat around a campfire with the captured

vodka and recited the story of our night 's events to

the ten lads who had missed out guarding the Tigers. We

were all wondering if we would meet up with any more

Russian women soldiers during this war.

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