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German Soldiers rape and kill their Russian prisoners

Our German Panzer unit had been in the field in Russia

for months, living and existing in our Tiger Tanks.

None of the unit had seen any leave since the previous

year before the Eastern Campaign had started. We were a

support unit consisting of five tanks and some

auxiliary vehicles for re-supplying us with fuel,

ammunition and rations.

Our main roll was to be available to support infantry

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

when the grunts got themselves bogged down under heavy

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

buildings, usually by just flattening them under our

heavy vehicles, although this was a dangerous task, as

you never knew when their was someone 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

small unit of women Russian soldiers also out on a

recce. We had driven to a small valley and camouflaged

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

from each of the five vehicles on guard, the other

fifteen of us headed out on our recce.

We followed the river valley 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 outlines of two figures in Russian uniforms

keeping watch. We only noticed them, as they were

moving around in some form of sentry duty. 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 mistake 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 positions from the sides

of the barn.

When we were all in position, the commander waited

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

the barn and gave a soft bird like whistle. Both

figures turned in his direction at the sound, as the

two men came out of the shadows and clamped big strong

hands around their mouths from behind, At the same 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 barn as we watched, used his

bayonet to slash the Russian figures neck from ear to

ear, then slowly lowered the body silently to the

ground and dragged it around the corner out of sight.

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

bayonet against the struggling figures chest, as he did

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

of a young female. The female Russian was dead within

seconds when the bayonet cut through her breasts and

entered her heart; the man lowered her body silently to

the ground, and also dragged it around the corner of

the barn 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 area surrounding the barn started, we

froze as the door opened and a figure stepped into the

entrance. As she stopped in the area bathed in light

from inside the barn and turned so speak to those

inside, we were able to clearly see her form.

The girl could not of been more than nineteen years of

age with shoulder length blonde hair, she was slim

wearing a pair of Russian army trousers tucked into her

boots. Her uniform 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 order during

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

weapon within easy reach. It seemed as if the enemy

inside the barn were being far to lapse for their own

good.

A roar of female 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 walk across the dirt directly in

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

her belt and undo the buttons on her trousers. On

reaching the undergrowth where I was in hiding, she

turned around to face the barn and dropped her trousers

to her ankles.

Squatting down in front of me and lifting her shirt up

to just under her breasts, she started to urinate onto

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

naked arse as the stream of yellow pee started to

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

had never been as close as this to a woman having a

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

valley of her shapely arse as she lent forwards, and

her expanding pee hole as it opened to let out the

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

reach out and fondle her cheeks and cunt in my hand.

Biting my lips to contain my sexual thoughts, at any

second she might realise that the two guards were

missing from their posts and raise the alarm. So far

she had been so engrossed with the joke she had been

party to and the task 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 girl was still in full stream, I moved

forwards and clamped my hand over her mouth and dragged

her backwards so that she fell on her arse with her

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

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

her legs and soaked the trousers around her ankles.

Pulling her body back tightly into mine so that she

couldn't struggle loose, I placed the point of my

bayonet against the skin on her uncovered right ribs.

Her beautiful eyes grew to the size of golf balls as

they looked at the blade and begged for mercy.

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

bones. Finding the right spot, I slowly pushed the

point home, cutting through the skin 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 life-giving 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 return as I

looked down on her young shapely body. Naked from her

blood soaked ribs down to her trouser wrapped ankles,

her knees splayed wide apart, displaying the blonde

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

completely expire, I slid the hand that had destroyed

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

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

moved my other had that was covering her mouth down

to that mound and stroked her teenage

cunt, slipping a couple of fingers into her pussy, 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 snap out of it.

The others had started to move forward again, so I

dragged her body back into the bushes and also stared

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

of the barn, and we could hear female voices laughing

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

burst into the barn with our weapons cocked and ready.

There were nine females sitting around in a circle,

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 girls were

holding half empty bottles of vodka, and other bottles,

both empty and unopened were spread out on the floor.

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

presence to start with, a big non commissioned officer

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

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

yards, bullets ripped into the layers of fat around her

guts and chest and she was dead before her great bulk

hit the ground.

The sound of the gunfire in the confines of the barn

seemed to bring the other females to their senses, and

they all swung around in our direction, 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 pillars with their arms still

raised above their heads, ropes were passed around

their ankles and tied to the base of the pillars as

well.

When they were secured, we searched the barn and all

their equipment for intelligence, such as maps papers

and personal documents, we also pocketed things like

cigarettes, lighters and money if we found them. The

girls themselves squirmed as we unceremoniously

searched their pockets for ID cards and pay books, I

suppose more than one girl would have got her nipples

squeezed through her shirt, as her breast pockets were

checked, or her pussy stroked through the material of

her trouser pockets, I know when I slid my hands down a girls

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

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

slide a finger in. The girl 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 girls had been sitting. As he looked

through the papers, a couple of us reached for the

bottles of vodka discarded by the girls. He stopped us

immediately and instructed us to stack them in a couple

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 girls, all were in Russian 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 breasts were being thrust

upwards against the material of their shirts. It was

impossible to make out the form of their legs in those

baggy uniform trousers, 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

enough intelligence information on the girls units and

positions for the recce, and instructed us to kill the

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

again a couple of hours before dawn, to head back to

our Tigers. We always killed any captives during recce

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

would not be able to transport prisoners back to our

base.

At his instructions we all looked back over at the

girls, and then at each other, the same 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 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 months without female company. These women as far

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

and his men at any opportunity. He had already ordered

their deaths, 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 other men in the barn, as

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

the fun and went and curled up in the 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 things, one of the

older guys also decided to wait with him.

The eight of us approached the tied up girls with

anticipation. The look in their eyes told us that they

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

aged between about eighteen 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 girls in all their

natural glory. With their up-thrust breasts sticking

out prominently against their shirts, it was natural

for us to make these the first focus 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 bras, these we quickly unhooked and

tore off their bodies to give us free access to their

boobs.

Our eager hands reached out and caressed their naked

magnificent chest puppies, rubbing and squeezing those

glorious mounds and savouring the feel of their tender

flesh in our fingers. Massaging and squeezing the

nipples until they swelled up under the touch of our

fingers, then pinching the swollen buds to bring a

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

been so long since we had been able 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 glorious exercise we needed

more, and soon our hands were dropping to the girl'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 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

mouth manipulations of her breasts, and thrusting her

hips forward to assist my thumbling attempts to remove

of her trousers.

Finally I had the front of her trousers open and

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

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

around the junction of her legs. She had a big thick

carpet of curly hair nesting down there and I ran my

fingers through the forest, sliding them down to the

crease below where there seemed to be the heat of a

fire burning.

As I slid my fingers 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 sensations, she started to fuck my fingers. God, I

was really ready for a fuck, 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 girls and pull away,

we were able to take our first real good look at their

naked bodies, all were worthy of a real good 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 didn't

forget that they were enemy prisoners and couldn't be

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

Leaving their gags on, we released the ropes around

their ankles and lifted their legs to remove their

boots and trousers completely; next we untied their

hands and slipped off their shirts before retying their

arms tightly behind their backs, lashing their forearms

together so that their arms were secured in the middle

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

the barn where they could be secured on their backs and

their legs spread wide open 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 spread legs to form a really wide V shape with her

gapping wet pussy at the point, with total access.

Three other girls were tied up in a similar fashion

between pillars. Two girls were tied lying on their

backs on benches, with their hands and feet tied

together underneath, with one leg on each side of the

bench they couldn't have closed their legs if they had

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

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

their ankles 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 same girl as before and knelt down

between her wide spread legs, dropping my pants to my

knees, I rammed my swollen 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 firm breasts,

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

raise her hips to meet my thrusts into her cunt. It

didn't take long for my frustrations to catch 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

corporal gave us all a few minutes to get over our

exertions before he detailed four more men to go

outside and relieve 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 dark, unlike the

stupid female Russian guards; 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 corporal and former sentries

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 take them

again if we wanted before he disposed of them.

First 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 knee then forced

them to lean forwards with their bellies on the bench.

We then passed the rope under the bench, looped it

around their necks 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 tits 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 girls

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

girls at the ends had their outside knees roped to the

bench legs. From the rear we could now clearly see

their pussies and arses as their legs were being held

slightly parted. The two benches were facing each other

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

The commander nodded his satisfaction and pointed to

his watch, making it clear that time was running out

for the females. So without further hesitation we once

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

one of the youngest girls, a slim brunette with a

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

Reaching over her back to fondle her hanging tits, I

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

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

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

wet before slamming it forwards into her pussy. Once

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

cock as I pumped her sex box.

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

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

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

her cunt and placed its head against her tight puckered

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

small and I had to put my hand around my cock to stop

it bending and sliding away from the opening.

Eventually by using my hand to guide my penis and

continuing to thrust my hips forwards, I began to feel

the muscles around her anus give and my bell end

stretching her opening to gain 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 girl really squirming at the pain of my

entry as she screamed into her gag. The sensations of

her bucking in agony as my cock slipped deeper into her

butt hole were fantastic on my sensitive bell end. This

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

was a pure vicious rape of her body.

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

rear passage, I started to pummel her body on the

insides with my swollen 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 girls tight back passage, it was like a

thousand fingers gripping onto my dick at the same time

to wank me off.

A couple of soldiers on the opposite bench had shot

their loads into their girls and withdrew. As they

stood up and did up their trousers, the commander

looked at his watch and then crossed the room to where

the girls were. He drew his long knife and without

speaking approached the first naked bound girl. She saw

him coming but failed to realise the significance of

his actions. None of the girls had spoken German so

they were totally unaware of their planned fate up

until this time.

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

see the girls stretched neck and the fall of her two

enormous hanging tits with big swollen nipples hanging

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

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

trousers and forced his cock into the girl’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 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 happen. While I

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

as the commander placed his knife against the girl's

neck, near her left ear and drew the blade deeply

across her exposed throat until he reached her right

ear. A gaping hole appeared which suddenly started to

pump out bright red blood. As the commander let her

head drop down, a pool of blood started to form 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 second girl and

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

was butt fucking with both hands; I hauled her head up

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

second girls throat was cut open. I held her head there

and used it to pull myself further and further into her

arse. The commander didn't wait for the man to finish

with the third girl.

While she was being fucked between the legs from the

rear, he pulled her head 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 fourth girl on the opposite

bench 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 head and continued to pump my

cock into her anus as the commander disposed of a girl

next to us. My girl was in absolute terrified hysterics

by now, and her body was shaking and bucking underneath

me, sending wonderful sensations from her body into the

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

I felt her stiffen as the commander yanked her head up

by her hair, her arsehole seemed to clamp tightly

around my cock taking me to new heights of sensations.

Her body seemed to tremble and shake as the knife was

drawn slowly across her throat cutting deep into her

windpipe and arteries. As her body fought a losing

battle for life it shook and spasmed, transferring

these sensations to her arse and my cock buried deep

inside. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard wanting to

feel her whole body shuttering in her death throws. I felt myself

expand to enormous proportions as

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

shot after shot of my hot sperm blasted deep inside of

her now lifeless form before I started to shrink and

withdraw. “Thank you for that” I whispered to her now dead 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 lads, and wondered if

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

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

corpse and rubbed her large breasts one last time.

“What a waste of a good bed warmer, you could have stayed home

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

Well, at least you provide pleasure to me before you are wasted.” I said my goodbyes

and walked away. The last 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 outcome of his slicing knife.

We dumped the bodies of all twelve females down an old

well outside the barn, along with all their equipment

and weapons, 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 packs containing the girl's vodka and

headed out of the door.

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

headed back along the valley towards where we had

concealed the Tigers. We reached our own lines in the

tanks 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.

The End

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