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

for month, living and existing in our tiger storage tank.

None of the whole had seen any leave since the previous

year before the Eastern effort had started. We were a

support social unit consisting of five tanks and some

auxiliary vehicle for re-supplying us with fuel,

ammunition and rations.

Our principal gyre was to be available to hold up foot

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

when the grunts got themselves bogged down under heavy

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

edifice, usually by just flattening them under our

heavy vehicle, although this was a severe task, as

you never knew when their was mortal with an antitank

weapon hiding in the rubble.

Our other 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

pocket-size building block of women Russian soldiers also out on a

recce. We had driven to a minor valley and camouflaged

the tanks in the trees just after dusk. Leaving two men

from each of the five fomite on guard, the other

XV of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river valley for about an time of day before

coming across the old wooden barn next to a derelict

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

shadowy scheme of two figures in Russian uniforms

keeping scout. We only noticed them, as they were

moving around in some form of sentry obligation. Not very

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

to keep watch was to stay concealed 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 positions. 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 status from the sides

of the barn.

When we were all in perspective, the air force officer waited

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

the barn and gave a soft wench like whistle. Both

figures turned in his direction at the auditory sensation, as the

two men came out of the shadows and clamped big firm

hands around their mouths from behind, At the Lapp time

they yanked the heads of the figures heads violently

backwards, making them instinctively throw their hands

up to their necks.

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

bayonet to thrash about the Russian figures neck from ear to

ear, then slowly lowered the eubstance silently to the

footing and dragged it around the corner out of sight.

The man on the right hand position of the barn stuck his

bayonet against the struggling figures chest, as he did

so the trope fur cap fell off to expose the long hair's-breadth

of a Brigham Young female. The female Russian was dead within

seconds when the bayonet cut through her white meat and

entered her heart ; 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 train out the

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

where the dirt region surrounding the b started, we

froze as the door opened and a form stepped into the

entrance. As she stopped in the area bathed in light

from inside the b and turned so verbalize to those

inside, we were able to clearly see her form.

The girl could not of been Sir Thomas More than nineteen year of

age with shoulder duration blonde hair's-breadth, she was slim

wearing a duo of Russian army trouser tucked into her

boots. Her undifferentiated shirt could not cover the swellings

of her breast as she turned in profile in the spark of

the barn. She seemed to be relaxed and strangely not

carrying her weapon system, totally out of lodge during

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

weapon system within tardily reach. It seemed as if the enemy

inside the b were being far to lapse for their own

good.

A holla of female laughter came from inside the barn,

and the girl came out closing the room access behind, her

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

other. She started to walk across the filth directly in

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

her bash and undo the buttons on her trousers. On

reaching the undergrowth where I was in concealment, she

turned around to face the barn and dropped her trouser

to her ankles.

Squatting down in front of me and lifting her shirt up

to just under her breasts, she started to make water onto

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

naked posterior as the flow of yellow-bellied pee started to

splash on the terra firma. I was fascinated by the scene, I

had never been as close as this to a fair sex having a

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

valley of her shapely keister as she lent forwards, and

her expanding pee pickle as it opened to let out the

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

reach out and fondle her nerve and bitch in my hand.

Biting my backtalk to contain my sexual thoughts, at any

second she might realise that the two guards were

missing from their mail service and raise the dismay. So far

she had been so intent with the jape she had been

political party to and the job of relieving her bladder

functions that she was totally unaware that they were

missing. Slowly and silently I shifted my weight prepare

to pounce and drew my own bayonet from its sheaf.

While the girl was still in to the full current, I moved

forwards and clamped my handwriting over her back talk and dragged

her backwards so that she fell on her can with her

knee joint spread wide-cut undetermined. The movement was so unexpected ; the

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

her legs and soaked the trouser around her mortise joint.

Pulling her body back tightly into mine so that she

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

bayonet against the skin on her uncovered right ribs.

Her beautiful eye grew to the size of golf testis as

they looked at the blade and begged for mercy.

I used the tip to feel for the crack between her rib

osseous tissue. Finding the powerful spot, I slowly pushed the

point home, cutting through the cutis and muscle until

it entered her right lung. I could feel 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 open as I

did so, I pushed the blade slowly forwards until it

ripped into her vitalizing pump. She died as the heart

organ shredded and ceased to function. I held onto her

for a few minutes until her blood starved brain had

ceased to function.

Again the sexual thoughts had started to regress as I

looked down on her young shapely body. Naked from her

blood soaked costa down to her trouser wrapped ankles,

her knees splayed wide apart, displaying the blond

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

completely expire, I slid the handwriting that had destroyed

her life to labor up her top and grabbed her breast.

They felt bully, so unshakable and diffuse. As her body relaxed I

moved my other had that was covering her mouth down

to that heap and stroked her teenage

cunt, slipping a twain of fingers into her cunt, I

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

waste, still that was war. Slowing sliding my fingers

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

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

The others had started to move forward again, so I

dragged her soundbox back into the bushes and also stared

to impress forwards. As we stopped to listen at the side

of the b, and we could listen distaff voices laughing

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

burst into the barn with our weapons cocked and ready.

There were nine female person sitting around in a forget me drug,

their own weapons were piled up in one corner of the

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

been so lapse in security, some of the female child were

holding one-half empty nursing bottle of vodka, and early bottle,

both hollow and unopened were spread out on the floor.

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

presence to start out with, a big non commissioned ship's officer

made a move to hit their arm and was cut down by

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

1000, bullets ripped into the stratum of fat around her

guts and chest and she was suddenly before her enceinte bulk

hit the ground.

The phone of the gunfire in the confines of the barn

seemed to land the other females to their weed, and

they all swung around in our direction, to face looking

down the barrels of our artillery. As their quandary

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 mainstay supporting the barn

roof and tied to the column with their arms still

raised above their read/write head, ropes were passed around

their articulatio talocruralis and tied to the al-Qa'ida of the pillars as

well.

When they were secured, we searched the barn and all

their equipment for intelligence, such as mathematical function report

and personal document, we also pocketed affair like

cigarettes, hoy and money if we found them. The

girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously

searched their pockets for ID add-in and pay books, I

suppose more than one daughter would stimulate got her nipples

squeezed through her shirt, as her bosom pocket were

checked, or her pussy stroked through the material of

her pant pockets, I know when I slid my hands down a young lady

trouser looking for hidden point I felt around her crotch region,

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

slew a finger in. The young lady tried to resist only to receive a slap across her face.

We handed everything we found to our commander, who had

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

through the papers, a couple of us reached for the

bottles of vodka discarded by the girl. He stopped us

immediately and instructed us to heap them in a duo

of the girl 's packs, to take 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 young woman, all were in Russian US Army uniform trousers

and shirts, their tunic coats having been discarded

over near their weapons. With their arms tied up high

above their heads, their tit were being thrust

upwards against the cloth of their shirts. It was

impossible to have out the form of their legs in those

baggy uniform pant, but if the hidden legs were

anything like the rest of their eubstance, they would be

pretty attractive.

Straightening up, the commander announced that he had

enough intelligence info on the girls social unit and

positions for the recce, and instructed us to drink down the

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

again a twain of hours before dawn, to channelize back to

our Tigers. We always killed any captives during recco

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

would not be able to ship captive back to our

base.

At his didactics we all looked back over at the

young woman, and then at each other, the same affair was going

on in each of our mind. Finally the corporal voiced

our thought to the commandant, 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 allow

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

The commander was of the old school of soldiers, who

looked down on any impropriety, but he was also well

aware of how frustrated his men had got over the last

few calendar month without female company. These cleaning woman as far

as he was concerned were the opposition, and would vote out him

and his men at any chance. He had already ordered

their destruction, and so they were now just living corpses

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

that was ok by him.

The corporal ordered two More men outside on precaution

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

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

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

rest. The corporal himself although frustrated and

wanting some of the action decided to wait until the

guard changed to prevent his eye on things, one of the

older guy also decided to wait with him.

The eight of us approached the tied up girls with

prediction. The flavour in their eye told us that they

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

aged between about 18 and twenty-five, and

although there were no raving peach amongst them,

they were all fairly attractive, especially to our

frustrated minds.

We were all eager to see these girls in all their

natural glory. With their up-thrust breasts sticking

out prominently against their shirts, it was cancel

for us to make these the get-go focus of our attentions.

We opened the front line of their shirts and tugged them

out of their trouser cincture, all but one of the

girls were wearing bras, these we quickly unhooked and

tore off their consistency to give us free admission to their

boobs.

Our eager hands reached out and caressed their au naturel

magnificent chest pup, rubbing and squeezing those

glorious mounds and savouring the feel of their tender

flesh in our finger. Massaging and squeezing the

nipples until they swelled up under the jot of our

finger's breadth, then pinching the swollen buds to bring a

concoction of call from under the girl 's joke. It had

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

buried our faces in their heart and kissed them all

over, sucking and biting the mammilla as if it was

nectar food from the gods.

Even though this was a glorious exercise we needed

more, and soon our hands were dropping to the female child 's

waists to grope at their belts and buttons. Whether it

was as a solution of the vodka that the daughter had been

drinking, the thought that co-operating with us would

save their lives, or even that they were genuinely

getting sexually worked up, the girls 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 assist my thumbling attempts to move out

of her trousers.

Finally I had the nominal head of her trouser open and

started to advertize them down her stage, her knickers, if

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

around the conjunction of her legs. She had a big midst

carpet of curly hair's-breadth nesting down there and I ran my

digit through the timber, sliding them down to the

crimp below where there seemed to be the heat of a

fervidness burn.

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

hips forwards against my fingers, causing my digits to

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

the sensations, she started to fuck my fingers. God, I

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

were my other mates, who were having similar

experiences with their girls.

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

we were able to take our first of all real estimable looking at their

naked trunk, all were worthy of a real number good screwing,

and we intended to make trusted that is just what they

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

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

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

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

Leaving their gags on, we released the roach around

their articulatio talocruralis and lifted their stage to remove their

the boot and trousers completely ; next we untied their

hands and slipped off their shirts before retying their

arms tightly behind their vertebral column, lashing their forearms

together so that their arms were secured in the middle

of their binding. They were each moved to another persona of

the b where they could be secured on their dorsum and

their stage spread encompassing open and secured.

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

between two of the pillars, ropes were attached to her

mortise joint again and tied to the two pillars about three

feet off the soil and pulled tight. This caused her

spacious spread legs to form a really broad V shape with her

gapping wet puss at the detail, with totality access.

terzetto former young lady were tied up in a similar manner

between column. Two girl were tied lying on their

backs on work bench, with their hands and substructure tied

together underneath, with one leg on each side of the

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

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

fashion on top of two hay bales, with the R-2 holding

their mortise joint to each position being passed under the bales

themselves.

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

decided to use the same girl as before and knelt down

between her wide spread legs, dropping my pants to my

articulatio genus, I rammed my vain cock straight into her pussy

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 steadfast chest,

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

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

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

Before farsighted she was bucking underneath me, trying to

raise her pelvis to adjoin my push into her slit. It

did n't take long for my frustrations to charm 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 late

into her uterus.

After withdrawing I could see that the others were all

finishing off with their young woman and moving away. The

corporal gave us all a few transactions to get over our

exertions before he detailed four more than men to go

outside and let off the other guards. I was one of

those picked so I checked my weapon and headed out with

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

stupid female Russian sentry duty ; we were well away from

the barn concealed in the undergrowth. We sat for what

seemed hours 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 somatic and former picket

were sitting around relaxing, the girls were all still

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

started to interbreed 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 take them

again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

First we untied the two fille who were lying on their

backs on the judiciary and forced them to kneel down

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

them to lean forwards with their bellies on the bench.

We then passed the rope under the workbench, looped it

around their necks once, and then passed it back under

the bench to tie it off on their early genu, thus

holding them securely with their arses hanging over one

face of the Bench and their tits over the other.

All the other girls were also then moved and tied up

the Same way so that there were four little girl secured side

by face on each bench. As a concluding tactile sensation each girls

genu were tied to the miss knee joint next to her, the

missy at the ends had their outside articulatio genus roped to the

bench stage. From the buttocks we could now clearly see

their pussy and arses as their legs were being held

slightly parted. The two benches were facing each early

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

The commander nodded his satisfaction and pointed to

his vigil, making it clearly that prison term was running out

for the females. So without further waver we once

again started to playact with the fille. This time I chose

one of the youngest girls, a thin brunette with a

really trim tight seat to have a bit of fun with.

Reaching over her rear to caress her hanging mamilla, I

started to gentle rub my semi-swollen rooster in one hand

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

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

wet before slamming it forwards into her slit. Once

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

shaft as I pumped her sex box.

As I pumped into her pussy 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

safe opportunity to savour the delight of screwing a

adult female 's posterior, I pulled my sticky swollen cock out of

her bitch and placed its chief against her tight puckered

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

diminished and I had to put my bridge player around my cock to stop

it bending and sliding away from the opening.

Eventually by using my handwriting to guide my penis and

continuing to thrust my hips forwards, I began to sense

the muscles around her anus give and my doorbell end

stretching her orifice to win purchase. I thought to

myself, this is another battle the Germans are going to

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

could feel the lady friend really squirming at the pain of my

launching as she screamed into her gag. The sense of

her bucking in torture as my dick slipped deeper into her

butt hole were fantastic on my sensitive bell end. This

was no young lady responding to sex like my go fuck, this

was a sodding vicious rape of her body.

When my turncock was buried up to the hilt in her nasty

rear passage, I started to pommel her physical structure on the

insides with my swollen appendage, drawing it partially

out and ramming it back in again until my ball sack

crashed against her cunt lips below. This was the proficient

fuck of my sprightliness, every parting of my tool seemed to be

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

thousand finger's breadth gripping onto my dick at the same time

to fuck off me off.

A couple of soldiers on the opposite bench had shot

their cargo into their miss and withdrew. As they

stood up and did up their pant, the air force officer

looked at his watch and then crossed the way to where

the missy were. He drew his long knife and without

speaking approached the first naked bounds young lady. She saw

him coming but failed to realise the implication of

his natural process. None of the girls had talk High German so

they were totally incognizant of their planned fate up

until this prison term.

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

see the girls stretched neck and the fall of her two

enormous hanging tit with big swollen mamilla hanging

over the side of the bench. The commandant stopped in front of the big

tited young woman and started to play with her enormous breasts. He then undid his

trousers and forced his cock into the female child's mouth. He viciously faced fucked her

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

in his hand and forced her oral sex up so far that her neck

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

barely had meter 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 encounter. While I

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

as the air force officer placed his knife against the girl 's

neck, near her entrust ear and drew the leaf blade deeply

across her exposed throat until he reached her mightily

ear. A gaping muddle appeared which suddenly started to

pump out bright red profligate. As the commanding officer let her

head drop down, a pocket billiards of profligate started to form on the

flooring below her, as her lifeblood ebbed away mixing with

the cum still dripping from her sassing. The commander then

zipped up his pant and continued on.

As the commander stepped up to the secondment miss and

grabbed her hair's-breadth, I also grabbed the hair of the little girl I

was arse screw with both hands ; I hauled her head word up

to face the other terrace, forcing her to watch as the

second female child throat was cut undefended. I held her head there

and used it to attract myself foster and further into her

nates. The commander did n't wait for the man to finish

with the third girl.

While she was being fucked between the pegleg from the

rear end, he pulled her head up and slashed her pharynx open

with his knife. As he let her manoeuver spend down again, the

man fucking her exploded his seed deep into the

exanimate girls uterus. The one-fourth miss on the opposite

workbench was also slaughtered while being fucked up the

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

bowels as she died.

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

cock into her anus as the commander disposed of a fille

next to us. My girl was in rank frightened hysterics

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

me, sending wonderful mavin from her body into the

swollen caput of my pecker in her arsehole as I fucked her.

I felt her stiffen as the commanding officer yanked her read/write head up

by her fuzz, her asshole seemed to clamp tightly

around my cock taking me to new heights of sentience.

Her eubstance seemed to tremble and rock as the knife was

drawn slowly across her throat cutting cryptic into her

windpipe and arteries. As her consistence fought a losing

conflict for life story it shook and spasmed, transferring

these wizard to her arse and my cock buried mysterious

inside. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard wanting to

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

expand to tremendous proportions as

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

shot after shot of my hot sperm blasted abstruse inside of

her now exanimate form before I started to shrink and

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

The commander disposed of the remaining two fille,

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 lads, and wondered if

her body had given him the same sort of feel that I

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

corpse and rubbed her with child breasts one last time.

"What a waste of a good bed warmer, you could have stayed dwelling

and pleasured a man for geezerhood. But you chose to take up sleeve against us.

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

and walked away. The survive girl 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 result of his slicing knife.

We dumped the bodies of all dozen females down an old

well outside the b, 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 weapon and the

two Russian packs containing the young lady 's vodka and

headed out of the threshold.

Collecting the four bloke on guard duty on the way, we

headed back along the valley towards where we had

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

tanks just as the dawning 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 dark 's events to

the ten sonny boy who had missed out guarding the Liberation Tigers of Tamil Eelam. We

were all wondering if we would meet up with any more

Russian cleaning woman soldiers during this war.

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