Eric Jurgens - Nazi joy camp

"Come here, Michen," he said, his voice hoarse.

She stopped one foot in front of him. "You are to undress me," he told her.

She glanced at him shyly, "Well… all right. You'll have to show me how."

"You will learn as you go along. Start with the top button of the tunic." He spoke in a dispassionate voice.

She reached out her small hands to the top button of his tunic and undid it as gently as she could. She prayed that he would not know how frightened she was.

"STOP TREMBLING, FRAULEIN!" he shouted.

She stopped trembling. Her nerves froze. In a daze her fingers worked at the other buttons until his tunic was completely open. She stepped behind him and stood on tiptoe and removed his tunic. She folded it carefully and placed it on a chair. She then returned to him and removed his undershirt. He offered neither help nor resistance. She placed herself in front of the Lieutenant again and said, "Your boots?"

He did not answer. He strode to the bed and sat down upon it. He lifted up his right leg. Ruth took the boot by heel and toe and tugged with all her strength. It didn't budge. She tried harder. She felt his foot move inside the boot. It came off with a big SWOOSH. Ruth toppled onto the floor on her back. He howled with laughter. She stood up. He held out his left leg. The same procedure occurred again. She decided that she would not let it bother her.

She placed the boots one alongside the other then removed his socks and draped them over the boot tops. He stood up as she turned around and said, "Now the trousers."

With trembling fingers Ruth uncinched his belt, then unbuttoned his trousers. She felt the hardness of his penis but refused to look at it. She folded his trousers and placed them on the chair with his tunic. "Now the underwear," he told her, gazing off into the distance.

The material of his underpants was a shock to Ruth – they were pure silk. She closed her mouth when she realized it was open, then started to comment on his undies. She thought better of it, however. She slipped them off his slim hips and over his feet and stood dumbly rubbing the material between her fingers. She loved the feel of it. "Hurry!" He ordered her, breaking her reverie.

She placed the shorts on the chair with his other garments and turned to him. He was looking at her with his peculiar stare. That sent shudders throughout her small body. She realized that all the games were over. Her eyes stared in fascination at his crotch where the biggest, longest prick she had ever seen stood straight out from his body. She gasped involuntarily. He laughed brutally, then said, "Come here."

She went to him, her eyes fastened to the hard pole standing out at the base of his stomach, her arms folded demurely over her breasts.

"Fraulein, look at a real German." He indicated his hard purple headed cock. "Put your mouth on it."

Ruth hesitated. She wondered insanely if he would expect a virgin to do that. Before she could decide he grabbed her roughly and shoved her mouth down onto the hardness of his prick, straight down over the large head, on and on without stopping. She felt as though her jaws were being split apart.

She tried to resist but she was no match for his strength. He roughly pulled her mouth up, then pressed down hard, shoving his long cock down her throat. She thought she would suffocate. It seemed impossible to breath. He abruptly raised her head so that his prick was free of her mouth. She gasped in a long gulp of air before he forced her mouth back over his hardness.

At first, Ruth detested the large, pulsating hardness of him in her mouth. Then slowly the smooth, throbbing head of it began to excite her. He continued to move her head up and down the total length of his stiffened rod. He didn't seem to be excited by either her action or his own. It seemed to Ruth that he was totally disconnected from the whole scene.

Suddenly he pulled her head up taking her mouth completely away from his prick. He threw her down onto the bed. His actions had been so swift that they left Ruth in a state of near-shock. She lay flat on her back on the bed. The pain that he had inflicted on her mouth and throat with his huge pole began to relent. Without warning he was on top of her. He roughly spread her legs, placing his palms flat against the underside of her knees. He pressed her legs back, causing her thigh muscles to throb with pain. She cried out but he only laughed at her.

Ruth saw him poise his hardened prick an inch or so away from the lips of her vagina. She knew what he had in mind. She closed her eyes and bit down forcefully on her lips and hoped she wouldn't scream.

With one large lunge he rammed his hot, hard prick fully into her tight open pussy. She was not ready for him. His prick was bigger than that of any man she had ever met. "Aaagh…" she screamed in agony as the brick hardness of him rammed its way between the soft, yielding walls of her vagina. She felt as though her insides were on fire but he rammed on and on until his large headed prick was jabbing at her very core.

"Aaagh… Ooooh," Ruth moaned as tears burst from between her tightly clenched eye lids and spilled over her checks. She tried to move away from him but it was hopeless. He had her firmly speared on his hard lust-thickened rod.

He began a slow withdrawal which in her tightness even seemed to be painful for him. "Oh oooh… Ooooh," Ruth moaned.

"Uh, uh, uh." He panted, almost in unison with her groans of helpless passion. Having drawn a good half of his cock out of her tight pulsating little cunt, he tightened his pressure on her legs and bunched up the muscles in his thighs and rammed forcefully back into her.

"Aaagh…" Ruth screamed in spite of her desire not to admit that he was hurting her. His hard, fleshy pole had careened into her like a log, seeming to tear her soft inner flesh. Long after it was all the way there, full up to the very top of her, he spoke.

"This is what I came home for!" He shouted, then pulled his hard prick out of her. He did not hesitate before shoving it in hard again, all the way and shouted, "And this is what I will have when I am here!" He ground down once forcefully, yelled, "SLUT!" He then reared out of the tightness of Ruth and plunged back and screamed, "CUNT! BITCH!" He rammed and plunged and continued to scream and yell, seeming to want to defile her with his hard driving prick and his brutal obscene words at the same time.

Ruth's pain was almost unbearable. Yet, much in surprise to her, her own desire began to build and strangely they seemed to be helped along by his vile words. She raised her hips every so slightly and met his onrushing thrust into her. He pounded and slammed into her and screamed "S… L… U… T," in time with his inward plunge, then a breathy gasping "H… A… R… L… OOO… T," as he withdrew from her.

Ruth began to groan and moan with pleasure under his hammering and pounding. Her desires peaked suddenly and the lieutenant released his hold on her legs and hissed for her to wrap them around his back. She complied. He brought his strong hands onto the soft quivering mounds of her upturned buttocks and dug his fingers cruelly into her smooth rounded flesh. Ruth tried to twist her hips away from the torture of his fingers, but she couldn't. Her every effort only seemed to increase his pounding and punching his prick between her wide spread legs. He tore viciously at the soft resilient mounds cupped in his hands, pulling them apart like a maniac as his balls slapped in them, then squeezing them together again as he withdrew.

Then, without warning the Lieutenant began to moan with ecstasy. "Aaagh… ai… ai…" he roared. Before he had made the complete sound, Ruth's body was jolted from within and she wanted to come with him, to enter the world of sheer pleasure and animal lust that was now so well known to her.