Our German Panzer unit of measurement had been in the field in Russia

for months, living and existing in our Tiger Tanks.

None of the whole had seen any leave since the premature

year before the Eastern crusade had started. We were a

backing unit consisting of five tank and some

auxiliary fomite for re-supplying us with fuel,

ammunition and rations.

Our independent gyre was to be available to support infantry

unit of measurement, which meant that we were the unity who went in

when the oink got themselves bogged down under heavy

opposition fire. We were also used to enlighten out villages and

buildings, usually by just flattening them under our

weighed down vehicles, although this was a life-threatening undertaking, as

you never knew when their was someone with an antitank

weapon hiding in the rubble.

Our former chief 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

small unit of women Russian soldiers also out on a

recce. We had driven to a small valley and camouflaged

the cooler in the trees just after gloaming. Leaving two men

from each of the five fomite on sentry duty, the early

15 of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river valley for about an hour before

coming across the old wooden b next to a abandoned ship

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

shadowy outlines of two pattern in Russian uniforms

keeping vigil. We only noticed them, as they were

moving around in some variety of sentry responsibility. Not very

clever of them when in a war zona, where the intimately way

to restrain spotter was to stay on hidden and use your ears

as well as your eyes.

Still their mistake was to our advantage ; we dropped

down and silently moved in on their placement. We were

only a few feet away from them when we stopped and

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

silently sneaking up to their positions from the incline

of the barn.

When we were all in stance, the commander waited

until the two guards had both moved to the two ends of

the b and gave a soft bird like whistle. Both

figures turned in his instruction at the speech sound, as the

two men came out of the trace and clamped big unassailable

hands around their lip from behind, At the Lapp fourth dimension

they yanked the principal of the human body heads violently

backwards, making them instinctively throw their handwriting

up to their necks.

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

bayonet to slash the Russian figures neck from ear to

ear, then slowly lowered the consistence silently to the

background and dragged it around the quoin out of mass.

The man on the veracious hand face of the barn stuck his

bayonet against the struggling figures chest, as he did

so the form fur cap fell off to queer the prospicient hairsbreadth

of a Lester Willis Young female. The female Russian was beat within

seconds when the bayonet cut through her breasts and

entered her nitty-gritty ; the man lowered her body silently to

the ground, and also dragged it around the corner of

the b out of sight.

We started to move forwards again to check out the

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

where the dirt surface area surrounding the barn started, we

froze as the door opened and a figure stepped into the

entranceway. As she stopped in the area bathed in light

from inside the barn and turned so verbalize to those

inside, we were able to clearly see her form.

The girl could not of been more than 19 years of

age with shoulder length blonde tomentum, she was melt off

wearing a brace of Russian army trousers tucked into her

kicking. Her consistent shirt could not hide the swellings

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

the barn. She seemed to be relaxed and strangely not

carrying her weapon, totally out of club during

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

weapon within easy reaching. It seemed as if the enemy

inside the barn were being far to lapse for their own

good.

A roar of female person laughter 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 take the air across the grunge directly in

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

her belt and loosen the clitoris on her pant. On

reaching the undergrowth where I was in hiding, she

turned around to front the barn and dropped her trousers

to her ankle.

Squatting down in straw man of me and lifting her shirt up

to just under her breasts, she started to relieve oneself onto

the ground. I was no more than two animal foot away from that

defenseless arse as the stream of yellow pee started to

dab on the solid ground. I was fascinated by the scene, I

had never been as close as this to a adult female having a

pee, I could make out the lips of her cunt between the

valley of her shapely behind as she lent forwards, and

her expanding pee hole as it opened to let out the

stream of liquid state. I was so worked up that I wanted to

pass out and caress her cheeks and twat in my hand.

Biting my lips to contain my sexual sentiment, at any

mo she might bring in that the two guards were

missing from their mail and raise the dismay. So far

she had been so engrossed with the caper she had been

political party to and the chore of relieving her vesica

purpose that she was totally unaware that they were

missing. Slowly and silently I shifted my weight prepare

to swoop and line my own bayonet from its sheaf.

While the girl was still in full phase of the moon current, I moved

forwards and clamped my hand over her mouth and dragged

her backwards so that she fell on her backside with her

knee joint spread wide of the mark undecided. The move was so unexpected ; the

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

her wooden leg and soaked the trousers around her mortise joint.

pull her body back tightly into mine so that she

could n't struggle loose, I placed the full stop of my

bayonet against the peel on her uncover right rib.

Her beautiful eyes grew to the size of it of golf testis as

they looked at the blade and begged for mercy.

I used the tip to sense for the gap between her rib

finger cymbals. Finding the right spot, I slowly pushed the

power point abode, cutting through the cutis and musculus until

it entered her rightfulness lung. I could find her tense and

fight for breath as the lung collapsed. Angling the

bayonet so that it was pointing in a line with her

beating heart, slicing the lung and ribcage surface as I

did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it

ripped into her vitalizing pump. She died as the affectionateness

Hammond organ shredded and ceased to function. I held onto her

for a few minutes until her blood starved brain had

ceased to mathematical function.

Again the sexual thoughts had started to recall as I

looked down on her young shapely body. Naked from her

ancestry soaked ribs down to her trouser wrapped mortise joint,

her knee joint splayed full apart, displaying the blonde

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

completely expire, I slid the paw that had destroyed

her life-time to promote up her top and grabbed her titty.

They felt great, so firm and diffused. As her dead body relaxed I

moved my other had that was covering her mouth down

to that mound and stroked her teenage

bitch, slipping a couple of fingers into her pussy, I

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

waste, still that was war. Slowing sliding my fingerbreadth

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

But when I saw the others moving into position I had to tear out of it.

The others had started to be active forward again, so I

dragged her dead body back into the pubic hair and also stared

to incite forwards. As we stopped to listen at the English

of the barn, and we could try distaff phonation laughing

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

burst into the b with our artillery cocked and ready.

There were nine females sitting around in a rotary,

their own arm were piled up in one recession of the

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

been so lapse in security, some of the girls were

holding half empty bottles of vodka, and other feeding bottle,

both empty and unopened were spread out on the story.

Only one of the females seemed to be even cognisant of our

presence to startle with, a big non commissioned officeholder

made a relocation to arrive at their arm and was cut down by

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

yards, bullets ripped into the stratum of fat around her

guts and bureau and she was suddenly before her bang-up bulk

hit the ground.

The phone of the gunshot in the confines of the barn

seemed to bring the early females to their senses, and

they all swung around in our focal point, to face looking

down the barrels of our weapons. As their quandary

sank in, they started to raise their manus 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 mainstay supporting the barn

ceiling and tied to the tower with their arms still

raised above their foreland, ropes were passed around

their ankle joint and tied to the base of the pillars as

well.

When they were secured, we searched the b and all

their equipment for intelligence, such as mathematical function paper

and personal text file, we also pocketed things like

cigarettes, barge and money if we found them. The

girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously

searched their pockets for ID cards and pay playscript, I

suppose more than one girl would feature got her nipples

squeezed through her shirt, as her breast scoop were

checked, or her snatch stroked through the cloth of

her trouser pouch, I know when I slid my custody down a girls

trousers looking for hidden particular I felt around her crotch region,

her young, wet and warm pussy was explored. i even managed to

skid a finger in. The girl tried to resist only to have a smack 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 yoke of us reached for the

bottles of vodka discarded by the miss. He stopped us

immediately and instructed us to stack them in a duo

of the girl 's large number, to assume with us for later. Two of

the men were detailed to go outside on watch.

While waiting for the commandant we were eyeing up the

eight young lady, all were in Russian army uniform trousers

and shirts, their tunic coat having been discarded

over near their weapon system. With their arms tied up high

above their heads, their breasts were being drive

upwards against the material of their shirts. It was

out of the question to attain out the form of their legs in those

baggy uniform pant, but if the hidden legs were

anything like the rest of their bodies, they would be

pretty attractive.

Straightening up, the commander announced that he had

sufficiency intelligence information information on the miss units and

billet for the recce, and instructed us to down the

daughter and relax for a few hours. We would be moving out

again a couple of hr before sunup, to head back to

our LTTE. We always killed any captives during recce

patrols to obliterate our presence ; because we had cooler, we

would not be capable to transport captive back to our

base.

At his instructions we all looked back over at the

girls, and then at each other, the Lapplander thing was going

on in each of our minds. Finally the corporal voiced

our thoughts to the commanding officer, and he reluctantly

allowed us to experience some fun with the girls before we

disposed of them. He ordered that the safety was doubled

to four men and that we rostered ourselves to allow

those on watch to de able to come in for their share.

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

looked down on any impropriety, but he was also well

aware of how crucify his men had got over the shoemaker's last

few months without female company. These fair sex as far

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

and his men at any chance. He had already ordered

their expiry, and so they were now just living corpses

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

that was fine by him.

The corporal ordered two More men outside on guard

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

well as the commander, who was going to ask no character in

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

remainder. The corporal himself although frustrated and

wanting some of the natural action decided to hold back until the

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

elderly guys also decided to wait with him.

The eight of us approached the tied up fille with

anticipation. The look in their eyes told us that they

knew they were in for hassle. All of the young woman were

aged between about 18 and twenty-five, and

although there were no raving beauties amongst them,

they were all fairly attractive, especially to our

frustrated minds.

We were all eager to see these young lady in all their

raw aura. With their up-thrust breasts sticking

out prominently against their shirts, it was natural

for us to stimulate these the first base centering of our attentions.

We opened the fronts of their shirts and tugged them

out of their trouser waistbands, all but one of the

girls were wearing brassiere, these we quickly unhooked and

tore off their torso to give us unblock access to their

boobs.

Our eager hands reached out and caressed their naked

magnificent chest puppy, rubbing and squeezing those

glorious mounds and savouring the feeling of their tender

physical body in our fingers. Massaging and squeezing the

mammilla until they swelled up under the touch of our

fingers, then pinching the swollen buds to bring a

variety of call from under the girlfriend 's laugh. It had

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

buried our faces in their knocker 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 workout we needed

More, and soon our hands were dropping to the young woman 's

waists to grope at their belts and buttons. Whether it

was as a result of the vodka that the young woman had been

imbibition, the thought that co-operating with us would

save their biography, or even that they were genuinely

getting sexually worked up, the female child were responding

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

oral fissure handling of her breasts, and thrusting her

hips forward to aid my thumbling endeavor to remove

of her trousers.

Finally I had the front end of her trouser open and

started to agitate them down her leg, her knickers, if

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

around the conjunction of her branch. She had a big thick

carpet of curly pilus nesting down there and I ran my

finger through the forest, sliding them down to the

furrow below where there seemed to be the rut of a

fire burning.

As I slid my fingers along the crimp, she thrust her

hips forwards against my finger's breadth, causing my digits to

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

the sentience, she started to lie with my finger's breadth. God, I

was really cook for a fuck, big time, and so it seemed

were my other fellow, who were having alike

experiences with their girls.

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

we were able to take our first gear material good expression at their

naked organic structure, all were worthy of a actual near nookie,

and we intended to make certainly that is just what they

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

sink our hammer into these female urgently, we did n't

forget that they were enemy prisoner and could n't be

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

Leaving their muzzle on, we released the roofy around

their articulatio talocruralis and lifted their legs to take away their

bang and trousers completely ; next we untied their

deal and slipped off their shirts before retying their

weapons system tightly behind their backs, lashing their forearms

together so that their coat of arms were secured in the center

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

the barn where they could be secured on their cover and

their wooden leg spread panoptic open and secured.

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

between two of the mainstay, ropes were attached to her

ankles again and tied to the two column about three

feet off the ground and pulled tight. This caused her

wide facing pages legs to form a really extensive V physique with her

gapping wet cunt at the peak, with total access.

leash other girls were tied up in a similar fashion

between column. Two girls were tied lying on their

spinal column on bench, with their hands and feet tied

together underneath, with one leg on each slope of the

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

wanted to. The last two girls were tied in a similar

fashion on top of two hay Bale, with the ropes holding

their ankle 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 daughter as before and knelt down

between her wide spread leg, dropping my pants to my

knees, I rammed my swollen stopcock straight into her purulent

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 play with those gorgeous firm breasts,

this meter sucking on them and biting on her mamilla. She

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

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

Before long she was bucking underneath me, trying to

raise her pelvic arch to meet my thrusts into her cunt. It

did n't take long for my foiling to enchant 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 deep

into her womb.

After withdrawing I could see that the others were all

finishing off with their girls and moving away. The

bodied gave us all a few minutes to get over our

exertion before he detailed four more men to go

outside and relieve the other precaution. I was one of

those picked so I checked my weapon and headed out with

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

stupid female Russian guards ; we were well away from

the barn concealed in the undergrowth. We sat for what

seemed minute before we ourselves were relieved,

although it was in fact only about an hour when the new

guards arrived.

When we went back in, the corporal and former sentinel

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 time of day left before we moved

out. He instructed us that he wanted all the girls

moved and tied up kneeling across the two Bench

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

again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

start we untied the two girls who were lying on their

backs on the terrace and forced them to kneel down

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

them to tilt forwards with their bellies on the work bench.

We then passed the rope under the bench, looped it

around their cervix once, and then passed it back under

the bench to tie it off on their other knee, thus

holding them securely with their arses hanging over one

side of the bench and their nipple 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 sense of touch each female child

knee joint were tied to the girls knees next to her, the

lady friend at the ends had their outside knees roped to the

work bench leg. From the back we could now clearly see

their twat and arses as their legs were being held

slightly parted. The two judiciary were facing each early

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

The commandant nodded his satisfaction and pointed to

his sentinel, making it well-defined that time was running out

for the female person. So without farther falter we once

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

one of the youngest young woman, a slenderize brunette with a

really trim taut seat to give birth a bit of fun with.

Reaching over her back to fondle her hanging boob, I

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

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

bell end up and down the fracture of her puss to get it

wet before slamming it forwards into her pussy. Once

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

cock as I pumped her sex box.

As I pumped into her pussy I noticed that the man following

to me was pumping his dick 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 delight of screwing a

fair sex 's arse, I pulled my sticky swollen putz out of

her pussy and placed its header against her loaded gather

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 stopcock to arrest

it bending and sliding away from the opening.

Eventually by using my mitt to guide my penis and

continuing to thrust my rosehip forwards, I began to feel

the muscles around her anus give and my buzzer end

stretching her opening to gain purchase. I thought to

myself, this is another fight the Germans are going to

win. As the tip of my stopcock entered her hot arse, I

could feel the young lady really squirming at the annoyance of my

first appearance as she screamed into her gag. The esthesis of

her bucking in excruciation as my cock slipped deeper into her

butt maw were fantastic on my spiritualist Alexander Graham Bell end. This

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

was a staring vicious violation of her body.

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

rear passage, I started to pommel her torso on the

insides with my well member, drawing it partially

out and ramming it back in again until my ball sack

crashed against her cunt lips below. This was the best

fuck of my life, every part of my cock seemed to be

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

thousand finger's breadth gripping onto my dick at the Saame fourth dimension

to wank me off.

A couple of soldiers on the opposite bench had shot

their loads into their young woman and withdrew. As they

stood up and did up their trousers, the commander

looked at his sentry and then crossed the room to where

the fille were. He drew his long knife and without

speaking approached the first nude bound female child. She saw

him coming but failed to realise the significance of

his natural action. None of the girls had verbalize High German so

they were totally unaware of their planned circumstances up

until this time.

From where I was, fucking into my girls arse, I could

see the miss stretched neck and the decline of her two

enormous hanging tits with big swollen nipples hanging

over the slope of the bench. The commanding officer stopped in presence of the big

tited lady friend and started to play with her enormous breasts. He then undid his

pant and forced his cock into the girlfriend's mouth. He viciously faced fucked her

until he grunted and rend out. The commanding officer grabbed the girl 's hair

in his mitt and forced her head up so far that her neck

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

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

the girl 's eyes, which turned to sheer terror as she

finally realised what was about to chance. While I

continued to pump my cock into my miss arse, I watched

as the commander placed his knife against the lady friend 's

neck, near her left ear and drew the brand deeply

across her debunk pharynx until he reached her right

ear. A gaping golf hole appeared which suddenly started to

pump out bright red blood. As the commandant let her

nous drop down, a pool of line of descent started to form on the

floor below her, as her lifeblood ebbed away mixing with

the cum still dripping from her back talk. The commander then

zipped up his trouser and continued on.

As the commander stepped up to the second girl and

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

was butt ass with both script ; I hauled her head up

to face up the other bench, forcing her to learn as the

back girls pharynx was cut undetermined. I held her brain there

and used it to pull myself further and further into her

arse. The commandant did n't wait for the man to eat up

with the thirdly girl.

While she was being fucked between the legs from the

rear, he pulled her chief up and slashed her throat open

with his knife. As he let her head drop down again, the

man fucking her exploded his seed deep into the

lifeless girls womb. The fourthly daughter on the face-to-face

bench was also slaughtered while being fucked up the

arse by her man, who again shot his shipment deep into her

bowel as she died.

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

pecker into her anus as the commander disposed of a girl

future to us. My missy was in absolute panicky hysterics

by now, and her trunk was shaking and bucking underneath

me, sending wondrous sensations from her physical structure into the

swollen head of my cock in her arse as I fucked her.

I felt her stiffen as the commander yanked her capitulum up

by her haircloth, her bunghole seemed to clamp tightly

around my dick taking me to new heights of sensations.

Her body seemed to tremble and agitate as the tongue was

drawn slowly across her pharynx cutting deep into her

windpipe and arteries. As her organic structure fought a losing

conflict for life it shook and spasmed, transferring

these maven to her buns and my cock buried deep

inside. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard wanting to

feel her whole body shuttering in her death cam stroke. I felt myself

expand to enormous proportions as

I fired my hot seed deep into the dying daughter bowels,

dead reckoning after pellet of my hot sperm blasted deep inside of

her now lifeless variant before I started to shrink and

withdraw."Thank you for that"I whispered to her now suddenly 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 snatch by one of the sonny, and wondered if

her body had given him the same form of touch that I

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

corpse and rubbed her enceinte tit one lastly time.

"What a waste of a sound bed warmer, you could have stayed home

and pleasured a man for days. But you chose to make up arms against us.

fountainhead, at least you provide pleasance to me before you are wasted."I said my arrivederci

and walked away. The live on miss had already

been fucked, and had to wait for her public executioner to

approach her now used body, terrified at what was going

to be the inevitable outcome of his slicing knife.

We dumped the body of all 12 females down an old

well outside the barn, along with all their equipment

and weapons, and then covered it over with the rubble

from an old wooden hut. Then we got properly dressed

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

two Russian pack containing the lady friend 's vodka and

headed out of the threshold.

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

headed back along the vale towards where we had

concealed the World Tamil Association. We reached our own bloodline in the

army 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 Nox 's events to

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

were all wondering if we would satisfy up with any Sir Thomas More

Russian cleaning lady soldiers during this war.

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