Leading the "Able Team 1" assassins was Sgt. Greg "Cunt Killer" Martin. He had come by his colorful nickname the previous summer when he was the only survivor of an ill planned assault on a Nazi rocket laboratory in Norway. A corporal at the time, he was part of a twelve man squad sent in to destroy the facility and either capture the scientists for the Allies or kill them if they would not switch loyalties. Allied intelligence had been a little sloppy and some details of the Nazi lab were missed.
Dr. Ericka Van Schwantztaker, a forty year old lesbian chemical and rocket scientist with a body built like a brick shithouse, had approached Aldolf Hitler personally with a proposal to set up a laboratory staffed with six female scientists and guarded by a garrison of female SS troops. She argued; strangely enough while on her knees sucking off der Fuhrer, that the absence of men would eliminate the main distraction to research, fucking. The little house painter, after whitewashing her throat with pure Aryan cum, agreed to her plan. It never dawned on Adolph that Ericka just wanted a quiet, isolated place for her lesbian orgies, away from the prying eyes of the Gestapo. "Lesbian Lab" as it began known in scientific circles was set up in a remote area near the coast of Norway. Now Ericka had a lesbian enclave where she could indulge her fantasies without interruption. Her five assistants were all young attractive lesbians she had met in the university. It was a strange twist of fate that Heidi had once worked under Dr. Erika before her assignment to South America.
Ericka made sure that enough progress was made to keep the High Command off her back but all during the warm evening hours the air was filled with the sounds of dildos slipping into pussies and asses, moans of orgasms, and the slap of leather on soft flesh. The SS garrison was staffed with sexy young bisexuals and lesbian dykes. The garrison commander, thirty year old Ln. Sharese Hermelee, a dark haired, busty, amazon beauty; took her orders directly from Ericka who had hand picked the group. The SS girls were picked with a eye to pleasing her in bed and Ericka loved to take on two, three, and more women at a time. By the time of the raid, she had bedded down most of the females in camp. Her favorite position was sitting on the face of one bitch and as her pussy was being licked out she could whip the lickers cunt with her riding crop till the lips turned red and puffy. Two other women would be sucking her big jugs and their asses would also feel the sting of the whip. One evening a girl guard, tired from a long shift on duty, could not bring Ericka to an orgasm. The frustrated scientist had the poor girl held down while she whipped her mercilessly. The nubile nude body of the young tart was covered with welts, nothing had escaped the whip. The long red marks rose from her firm pointed tits, tight butt cheeks, thighs, belly and cunt. Finally, Ericka's arms grew tired and she strapped on a long studded dildo. The oversexed camp leader reached her sought after climax as she rammed the invasive cock up the whipped girls tender ass. Other times, she liked taking the big shaft up her own plump ass and several women would take turns wearing the hard instrument until Ericka finally was satisfied. After an evening with Ericka the "lucky" women for that evening would relax in a large pool of cool water and lick each others tender pussies.
Into this cesspool of sin walked the ill informed American force. They had been told the lab was staffed with six scientists and was guarded by a small garrison of maybe ten men. They assumed the scientists would be male and certainly had not expected over forty fanatical SS bitches to guard six female scientists and a small lab. Things had gone in the toilet right from the start when, in the predawn hours, the GI assigned to take out the perimeter guard had stepped on a stick and alerted his prey. The German had spun around and grabbed his wrist before the American's combat knife could be plunged into the Nazi's back. Now the GI found himself locked in hand to hand combat with the black clad SS guard. A solid left fist to the guts brought a grunt of air from the Nazi who was softened up for a leg sweep. Slamming the kraut down on it's back the GI was about to plunge in his knife when the Germans helmet fell off and long blond hair followed. In the dim light he noticed the large twin peaks under the black shirt, stared into her flawless face and muttered," Jesus Christ it's a woman"! He had never killed a woman before and his knife wavered over her chest as he tried to summon the nerve to desecrate the bosom below him. The indecision cost him his life. The bitch was playing for keeps and brought her knee up into his groin stunning him with pain, then she wrapped her long legs around his body and reversed positions, and did not hesitate to plunge a knife in his chest. The element of surprise was lost as the victorious bitch got to her feet yelling for help and sprinted to the alarm button mounted on a power pole near her post. "Son of a Bitch"! muttered the American sergeant as he triggered his gun.
"Brrraaaapppppp" spit the machine gun, bucking in his hands as he exacted lethal revenge for his dead buddy. "Aaeeiiiirrggghh" cried the beautiful kraut guard as the impact threw her forward, clutching at the pole as she slid earthward. Blood leaked from her soft feminine body in great gouts but still she managed to set off the alarm. Then death claimed her for the burst had ripped through her slim back and sent her on a one way trip to hell. The sight of their buddy with a German knife in his chest eliminated any misgivings the other GI's might have had about killing the krauts even if they were sexy young fighting women.
The dozen uniformed SS sluts on guard duty were joined by their nude and half naked comrades roused from their bunks by the alarm klaxon. The GI's found themselves out numbered over three to one as the busty beauties poured from the barracks seemingly oblivious to their nudity and attacked the Americans. The battle that followed was short and vicious. The SS girls were all fanatically devoted to cause of Aryan supremacy and would give no ground except over their dead bodies. Unfeeling GI guns aimed at jiggling Nazi nipples, puked hot lead, granting that request to the sultry sluts. The buxom harlots took their unwanted gifts of screaming bullets with pain wracked jerks, mournful moans, and died as hard as they lived their lives loose. At first the GI's had the advantage of cover as the kraut cunts advanced in groups over open ground with the sun just rising in their sleep blurred eyes. American rifles and machine guns laid down a swath of stinging hot lead to welcome the defending females to Valhalla. Exposed and not able to see the enemy, the first ranks of girls took heavy casualties before they could assess the situation, find cover and return fire effectively.
Caught in the open and still trying to shake off the cobwebs of sleep, four shapely nude vixens staggered drunkenly, clutching at their bloody, bullet riddled chests and bellies. Victims of the accurate American fire, the SS whores fell in a group. Two girls lay on their backs, twitching as life ebbs, bloody tits pointing skyward and legs spread, revealing sweet German pussy wasted by the horrors of war. One busty bitch drops flat on her face and her heels come up and kick her plump ass. She feels nothing, her heart has been blown apart. The fourth girl lays gasping, curled up on her side and dies in a cruel mockery of her birth position. Their warm corpses do not sway the rest of the girls from pressing the attack.
A young corporal, shapely full hips, slim waist, and firm breasts of full womanhood apparent even in her dark uniform, now leads the charge. A few moments ago she had been daydreaming of her upcoming wedding to a young Naval officer and of the wedding night when she would finally take his hard eight inch tool between her legs and fill her virgin pussy with pure German seed. Now she was running into a hailstorm of lead and had almost reached the cover of some rocks when suddenly her head snapped back and a red spot appeared in the center of her forehead. The steel helmet slipped off her head and her curly light brown hair flowed free as she crumpled to the earth, still holding her unfired rifle in dead fingers. Her comrades stepped over the corpse that moments before had been a vibrant sexy woman. Later they might envy the quick and painless death of the corporal, but for now, they had their own dates with death and death had a fast and furious pace that morning.
"Mein Gott, it hurts so bad!" was the agonized cry of a wounded, six foot tall, blond beauty. She had rushed from the barracks carrying her weapon and wearing only a pair of custom made, high cut, shear white panties Erika had ordered for her "favorites". The panties had a two inch red circle containing a black swastika located low on the front in the crotch. A Wagnerian sight with long golden locks flying and firm breasts jiggling with each step of her hard muscled thighs, she seemed like an avenging goddess. Thirty yards later she had been hit and her human mortality became painfully clear. The rifle cradled in her slim arms fell to the ground as a 45 caliber slug tore an ugly red hole above her bouncing right tit, staggering her backward on sleek firm thighs that now quivered in shock. She dropped to her knees, blood seeping over her silky smooth boob and dripping off her nipple like red milk. Then, as she tried to get up and retreat while holding the wounded orb, her pelvis jerked and the red circle on her panties suddenly began to grow in size. A hot lead round had nailed her dead center in the swastika emblem, violating the Nazi ensign and smashing her crotch in the curly gold patch of her pussy hair. "Uunnaaarrrgggg", she grunted and with eyes rolling skyward, she fell on her back writhing and holding her ruined cunt, long slim legs folded up under her ass. Her wounds were not fatal but lady luck had dealt all the Nazi witches a bad hand that morning. Nearby, a semi-nude, platinum tressed Nazi she-wolf took a 30 caliber hit low in the left breast. Her white silk 38D bra was instantly discolored to a bright red. The speed at which the stain grew could only happen from a heart shot and she pitched forward, legs going limp. Falling in death, she had squeezed the trigger of her Luger in her last spasm. The pistol fired and it's slug hit a rock, ricochetting the 9mm bullet. The errant lead projectile drilled the previously wounded girl in her left side under the tit, ripping her lung and heart. "Kkaaagghh", she gagged on her own blood as her limp arms fell to her side as she expired.
As the Luger armed, platinum blond bitch had learned the hard way;
the tight white silk bras straining to contain big German tits on the semi dressed women, made excellent targets in the dawn light. GI's pumped round after round at the bouncing white melons. Many hit home, slamming into jerking, ruptured female breasts, obliterating turgid nipples and spinning beautiful doomed SS whores to the ground to die screaming in pools of their own gore. Knowing they were in a fight for their lives, the GI's never hesitated as their aim settled in on a swelling bosom. Pull the trigger and watch a mouth watering breast explode in a gush of red, then quickly acquire a new target. If the whores weren't sent to meet the grim reaper, German bullets would anilate the Americans. But, deep in the mind of every GI was the wish that the German bitches would suddenly throw down their guns and surrender. Most of the guys hadn't had a woman in a long time and they sure hated to kill all these prime pussy before having the chance to fuck the hell out of them. But the fanatic SS sluts would never surrender and the ground soon was littered with the contorted, writhing bodies of the dying fanatical witches.
From his firing location behind a big tree, a hard bitten American homed in on a foxy target and fired. A petite brunette, her bare boobs almost to big for her small body, was flipped back on her soft pink ass by the impact of the slug drilling her high in the chest. The pistol she had been firing flew off to one side as she sat in the dirt with a dazed and pain filled expression on her pretty young face. Not satisfied with his marksmanship, the American, his cock rigid from the excitement and blood lust, took careful aim and fired again. She was holding her punctured right tit, watching the blood seep over her boob, when a second bullet struck between her eyes. Her head snapped back and a mix of hair, brains and blood flew out the back of her head. She fell to the side, her legs jerking out straight in a death spasm and her warm yellow piss flowing over them as death released her muscle control over her bladder. Her killer smiled and looked for more targets.
"Nail that big bitch"! yelled a GI as he spotted a tall, burp gun armed pussy racing toward his position. Her huge bouncing tits overflowed the bra the charging, black haired, she devil was wearing. With every step she took they threatened to burst free of the confining fabric. Two other men heard the warning and the three of them swung their muzzles in her direction. Guns barking as one, three 30 caliber doses of death flew to their target, the girl's massive hooters. Hammered by the three rounds, Sharese straightened up, shuddered to a stop, mouth agape, eyes wide and knees buckling. The slug holes formed a red triangle on the white silk around the hard nipple in the center of her left jug. With the burp gun spitting it's slugs harmlessly in the dirt, the slain sexpot collapsed, pitched forward on her face and died with her quivering plump ass up and legs spread apart. The panties she wore were pulled tight in her crotch and the dusky dead pussy lips peeked out around them.
Black SS blouses erupted in crimson as a sexy pair of blond, 5' 10" twin Nazi whores staggered and folded up, their firm flat bellies riddled with holes from a well aimed burst of fire that filled their guts with hot lead. Their identical pairs of 39D hooters were spared the ravages of raping bullets but the girls were non the less doomed. The sisters curled up in the dirt, clawing at their abdomens, trying to crawl to each other. They managed to reach each other and embrace, waiting for death together. They had shared everything during their youth, clothes, men, each others bodies; it was fitting in a way that they would die together. Unfortunately for them, the sobbing, gut shot bitches would suffer a long time before rough hands ripped off their pants and exposed their tight pink assholes to the hot muzzle of a lead spitting machine gun. Both girls would suffer the humiliation of being butt fucked by searing steel before death would release them from the agony of belly wounds.
Lani, a chesty red head, had spent the early evening as a sex toy for Ericka. She had only a few hours sleep when the alarm woke her and she responded by throwing a shirt over her nude body, grabbing a Mauser and bolting out the barracks. She didn't get far. A slug slamming into her side spun the pretty semi nude red head around, then a second bullet hit in her upper thigh put her down on her knees and elbows. In her pain filled state, she was unaware that her firm pink ass now mooned the guns of the enemy or that an American rifle sight was lining up the pert rosebud of her asshole between her plump cheeks. She found out real fast when her attempt to crawl to safety was aborted by a well aimed rifle shot that drilled up the shithole that hours earlier had been stretched open by Erikca's dildo. The pliant rectum offered little resistance to the scorching bullet as it ripped through her intestines and lodged in her chest cavity. Squealing like a pig in a slaughterhouse, the nailed Nazi flopped down in the dirt. Her arms and legs thrashed around for a few moments, still vainly trying to crawl away. Since she was still moving, the American put a second bullet into her crotch, lower this time. The second shell fucked her between asshole and vagina. Her ass bucked up once and then she lay motionless, blood seeping from her ravished butt and out between her pouting lips.
Not all the German girls died hard, jerking and writhing in death throws. A few mercifully dropped without a whimper, and a few that should have suffered, did not. Easily the most ardent Nazi in the bunch, the stunning, brunette maned, twenty-four year old former hooker really deserved a more prolonged death. Prior to accepting a commission in the all female SS unit, she had sent many men and women to their deaths with the information blurted out by lovers and passed on to the Gestapo. She had already killed one GI and was advancing on another when she took a round low in her left 38. The D cup boob barely moved but the girl dropped without a whimper or gasp crossing her lips.
The GI's lost three men in exchange for fifteen dead or wounded she-devils but now the bitches had made it to cover and they could keep the GI's pinned down while more sluts advanced. The kraut sluts had the advantage of numbers but the Americans had better positions as it became a battle of attrition. A GI took a round between the eyes while exchanging fire with a stocky German bitch. The woman was not overly tall but she was big boned, verging on fat. Ericka used her when she wanted other girls "Subdued". Now she was naked except for large white underpants. She took two quick rounds that jerked her huge pendulous right tit. The woman staggered, dropped her rifle then sat back, her overly plump big ass hitting the ground with a thump. Another GI drilled a third bullet between her dangling globes and drove her on her back. Her body was absorbing a lot of punishment but could not survive the next hit. As she lay gasping in pain and near death with her jugs drooping to the side, her coup de gras burned up between her fleshy thighs and into the white panties that were pulled up into her gaping love tunnel. The hot round fucked her with one massive thrust that ended in her heart. With an ungodly scream, she twitched and died.
Ignoring the blood flowing down her stunning face from a minor head wound, a big blond SS witch with the hard shaped body of an athlete, clad in tight shorts and a red bra, continues to fight. She takes out a GI with a shot that goes in one ear and out the other. As she shifts position a slugs creases her right shoulder and cuts her bra strap. The cup falls away from her D sized melon and it bounces as she sprints to a new cover. While aiming her gun she takes a firm hit in the right shoulder and the gun falls to her feet. The wound is not fatal but it does knock her backward, and trying to keep her balance she begins to stand. Finally exposed to the aim of her enemies, the bullseye of her bare nipple shudders under the impact of a slug and the bloody blond spins to the dirt, face down and spread eagled. Her wide open thighs are straining her tight shorts to the limit and they ride up the crack of her ass. Now the GI ignores the hard on in his pants, as the guy who drilled her boob now watches the moaning, prone slut and aims for the tight seam of her shorts between her shapely legs, hoping to give her a hot lead enema. He never fired, a bullet drilled his head before he could pull the trigger.
A quartet of slinky cunts were advancing on the American positions. By alternating bursts from their submachine guns they could keep the GI's pinned down while they edged forward. The girls, one blond and three brunettes, were in various stages of undress. The blond was in bra and panties, two brunettes were in uniform except for missing blouses. The third dark haired girl wore high boots, silk stockings, a garter belt and a black lace bra that just supported her firm tits but left the nipples exposed. They had a good stratidgy even if they weren't dressed for battle. The hell-wenches took out another GI with a bullet to the eye but their turn was coming. A tall lanky GI managed creep around to the left and get on the witches flank. He appeared off to one side and had them lined up before they saw him. Licking his lips and squeezing the trigger of the blued steel pussy killer, he grunted in satisfaction as a long burst from his submachinegun riddled their well shaped bodies with ugly red holes.
"Aaaiiieee" "Aarrgh" "Neinnnn" "Ooowwww", the seminude sex kittens cried out from the pain of the lead raping their sultry young flesh. The girl in the garter belt caught the first shells, ripping into her lower side and abdomen. Then the other three took fire as his gun turned in a short arc and naturally lifted slightly from recoil. They spun and danced under the impact of the deadly lead tearing into soft bellies and breasts, clawed at their bloody tits and fell twitching in a heap. He caught a glimpse of movement and turned back to the first girl who was on her back and trying to lift her gun. He fired a fraction of a second before she could pull the trigger. "Bbbrrrraappppp", little geysers of dirt erupted around her fallen form. More geysers spewed blood from the underside of her tits. The violent impact bounced her boobs from the skimpy bra but the dying Nazi managed on short burst in retaliation. One 9mm slug tore open the GI's throat. Mortally wounded, the man stumbled forward and fell. With an ironic twist, he landed with his face in the girls bare crotch and one hand on a warm bloody breast.
The rifle of a well stacked nude blond bitch hiding by a tree suddenly falls as she grunts and clutches the large red hole just below her belly button, curls to one side and lands on her back moaning and swaying her legs from side to side. The golden bush of pussy hair is an inviting target to a lust filled GI who squints at the tasty pink muff over his rifle sights and pulls the trigger. His aim was steady and she takes the round in her cunt. The moans become an animal scream as the unforgiving bullet tears up her twat to destroy her internal organs. The slim smooth back that had arched up in so many lesbian orgasms arches one last time reacting to her bullet fuck and her pink nipples engorge in a death spasm.
A GI tries to throw a grenade but is drilled by a brown haired SS witch. The grenade falls back on him and kills him and the man next to him. While that is happening, a slug nicks the side of the brown haired girls head. She staggers into the open holding her bloody ear and promptly take a burst that stitches a line of red holes up between her long tanned legs ripping into her tight black underwear and into her flat belly and firm bare boobs. The impact spins the shrieking witch around and she falls on her face with her quivering ass up. She is beyond feeling the second burst that fills her firm ass with lead.
Meanwhile Greg was about to earn his nickname. He flanked the Nazis who had made the fatal flaw of committing all their forces. Now positioned behind and to the side of the sluts he began lobbing grenades into their positions, his ears filling with the high pitched female screams as the sharp hot shrapnel tore into the most intimate areas of their bodies and sent the semi nude sluts flying. Landing at the feet of a brunette clad only in a shear pair of pink panties, the exploding grenade lifts her off the ground and turns her voluptuous body into a red and white polkadot pattern as bits of sharp metal lacerate her soft skin and fuck her pussy and ass with hot shrapnel. Another girl is knocked back by the concussion and has the misfortune of landing on another pineapple, wedging the explosive between her ass cheeks. The blast, centered in her firm wide ass, acts like a rocket and the bitch flys forward six feet, landing in a bloody contorted heap. Her pelvis has been destroyed and the once shapely legs are bent around in impossible angles. Blood pours from every body opening, even out around her eyeballs. Not a man on the planet would find her corpse attractive.
Still the sluts fought on and more GI's fell. But the SS sluts were paying a heavy price in warm German blood. Greg's machine gun spat death into the shapely backs of three uniformed she devils. They were advancing past his position when he jumped out behind them and laced them with a long burst. All three tarts threw their arms up and they pitched forward on their faces with hearts and lungs destroyed. A fourth girl, wearing uniform shorts and a white bra, hair pulled back in a pony tail, dropped to one knee and tried to swing her burp gun at him. He got her as she turned, his burst lacing into her side and spinning her down. She took three slugs, one which punched through her right breast with little effect, but the other two lodged in her lungs. She tried valiantly to get up and did get up on her hands and knees before collapsing again. Blood seeped from her sensuous mouth and she would rise no more.
Greg heard no firing coming from the GI's as the last three witches turned and charged him. The first in line to taste his buffet of death was a big blond. She stood six foot two inches tall with hair down to her ass and was naked to the waist. The first thing any normal man would notice about her was the gigantic pair of 44E breasts topped with one inch nipples. Greg had never seen a more beautiful woman, but she meant to kill him if he didn't get her first. He triggered his Thompson and the busty bitch stopped short and clutched at the front of the black riding pants that hung low on her 38 inch hips. She had eaten a burst that drilled her pelvis and groin. Tears of pain welled in her big blue eyes as she looked down at the red life fluid flowing over her long fingers from the multiple holes in her firm golden muff. Slowly crumpling to the ground, she shifted her stare to the GI who had ruined her perfect body. "Schwien", she mumbled as she lost conscienous. He didn't have time to worry about her insults, the last two cunts were closing fast. Trying to keep his aim low, he gut stitched the blouse of a smaller blond. His burst punched a row of red holes under her small firm tits. She flipped over like a discarded rag doll, landing flat on her back and clawing momentarily at her painful, perforated body before a tremor shook her and she lay still.
Greg swung his gun to aim at the last girl, a tall, young, beautiful buxom redhead clad in a lacy white bra and sheer panties. He pulled the trigger and nothing happened. He had run out of ammo but luckily so had the redhead because she ran at him with her bayonet lowered. Grabbing his knife, he awaited her charge. As she ran past he sidestepped and slashed a deep cut in the smooth pink skin of her side. She winced at the pain but ignored the blood flowing down her supple hip, spun and charged more cautiously this time, intent on putting her blade in his groin. His foot kicked out and knocked the rifle from her hands but she continued forward grabbing his wrists. He rolled on his back and kicked his heavy boots in the swell of her soft belly and flipped her over his head, dropping her hard on her back. He leapt on top of her soft form and she again grabbed his wrists to divert the blade aimed at her ample chest. They struggled on the ground, she frantically holding off his knife and wrapping her long legs around his torso. He tried to ignore her beauty and could see the fear in her big green eyes as he slowly overcome her strength and fought to drive his blade between her large heaving boobs. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old and the sweetness of her breath filled his nose as she panted and struggled. Her soft crotch crushed against his and he could feel his cock growing as it pressed against her firm love mound separated by only three layers of fabric. His primal lusts told him this girl should be in a bedroom and not dying for some fanatic house painter. Soon she began to tire and the point of the blade pricked her bountiful left milk mound. The pain brought one more push from her slim arms then her resistance failed. A flash of pain filled her head and as she felt the blackness consume her, she thought, "This must be what death feels like".
Greg dropped the stone from his left hand as the busty beauty under him went limp. A blow to the side of her head had knocked her out but her chest still rose and fell with regular breathing. He wasn't sure why at the last second he had spared her life but now he had to restrain her in case she awoke before he had finished with the scientists. Lacking any rope, he looked around for an alternative. Off to one side of them lay the crumpled body of a dead, platinum haired Nazi tart. A Luger pistol was tightly clutched in her hand. Her underwear would have to do the job. Greg approached the lifeless form and removed her blood stained bra. Out flopped a pair of smooth 38 inch tits, the left one marred by an ugly bullet hole just under the nipple. It was the only wound on her lush body he noted as he slide the silk panties off her flaring hips and rounded ass. He returned to his red headed prize and bound her hands behind her back with the bra and her ankles together with the panties. She never moved.
The silence was eerie, only a few soft moans were to be heard. He checked for signs of life among the GI's and found none. He alone survived from the invasion force. The Nazi bitches had fought well and shot straight, almost winning the battle. His buddies were all dead and he had to finish the mission alone. The sluts that weren't dead were to bad off to be of any immediate trouble so he found a loaded Thompsen and broke into the lab. The six Nazi scientists were huddled together amidst the lab machinery. Awakened by the battle, they had thrown white lab coats over their nude bodies. In the excitement, they had not buttoned them and the short open coats did little to hide the lesbian's supple bodies. One still wore Ericka's enormous dildo strapped to her crotch and it's thick plastic head wavered as the girl shook in fear.
Greg leveled his gun at the six beautiful pussies and asked who was in charge. Ericka, who spoke some English, stepped forward. Greg spoke, "Tell your bitch friends they got one chance to live. Agree to work for the Allies and I let you live, say no and I blow you to hell right now". Ericka responded defiantly, "If we rush you, one of us will get you before you can get all of us, Americaner pig."
"Ask your dead friends outside about that, and they had guns. I don't see any weapons under those coats," Greg said as he eyed up the female pultritude on display. Ericka's forty inch bust line still rode high as a school girls on her middle aged frame as her open lab coat revealed. "These bitches sure don't look like the old hag, chemistry teacher I had in high school", he thought.
Ericka's response brought his mind back to business, "I'll never work for the Allies, I'd rather be dead." Then she reached for something in the pocket of her lab coat. Greg saw her hand move and triggered off a short burst. Some of the bullets missed and hit the main power panel but three slugs walloped the woman in the lower chest. She was thrown backward into the panel that was already shorting out and sparking from the bullets. Her anus was impaled on the protruding handle of a knife switch and as Ericka's momentum drove the black bakelite handle farther up her shithole and the sweet cheeks of her ass contacted the copper blades, two thousand volts coursed through her body, finishing the work the bullets had started. Immediately more sparks started flying as meters and switches exploded. Even though the bitch was dead from the gunfire and electric shock, her body still jerked and convulsed as the high voltage coursed through. A rancid smell of burning flesh filled the room as the five sluts panicked and milled around like trapped does. Finally Ericka fell forward off the electrified blade. The crumpled heap, that seconds ago had been a sexy woman, lay dead. Her ass was burned black and what was left of her blond hair was singed and white.
Small fires were burning everywhere and equipment was exploding. The sexy young scientist wearing the dildo had the misfortune of standing to close to a rack of glass bottles when they exploded. Shards of sharp glass filled her soft body as effectively as any hand grenade and caustic chemicals drenched her silky skin. She fell screaming and writhing as the acids burned away at her beauty. In a way she was lucky that the glass splinters had caused mortal wounds because she died after only a few moments of torment. Two of the remaining four tried to escape but as they grabbed railings or touched machinery, they were electrocuted. The first, a woman of about thirty, grabbed a vertical pipe. The current froze her hands to the pipe and she flopped about like a hooked fish as the electricity destroyed her nervous system and exited through her feet. The second woman, a busty blond of about twenty eight, was going to vault over a railing, not realizing a live wire had fallen on it. When she grabbed the hot rail, she was instantly fried. She was arched backward by the shock, then her firm flat belly fell over the railing. Her body jerked and twitched as the short circuited high voltage of the panel coursed thru it. The dead lesbian lay over the railing with her blond mane and big tits dangling, plump ass up and smoke coming from the singed hair of her cooked pussy. The two survivors huddled together, sobbing, to scared to move. Greg, carefully avoiding the downed wires, grabbed the two bitches by the hair and escaped the building.
Outside, as he tightly bound the arms and legs of the surviving lesbian scientists with more blood stained female underwear, he thought of his eleven dead comrades and a hatred of Nazi women that would last until he was dead began to build in his mind. Before leaving the installation, he found every wounded SS slut, stripped her if she wasn't already naked, and finished her off in his own sadistic way. he would jam the muzzle of a Thompsen deep in her snatch or asshole and triggered off a burst. The first to be finished off was the big blond he groin shot when she charged him. She hadn't moved since he shot her, laying face up, the rise and fall of her tits giving away the fact she still clung to life. Pulling the bloody pants off the wide swelling hips of the moaning bitch, he saw the damage done to her cunt by the vicious lead. Her pelvic bone had been shattered by a bullet and a piece protruded from her blood stained cunt hair. A bullet had lodged in her upper right thigh and three more holes bled in her lower belly. Pretty good shooting he thought as he finger fucked the soft wet blood covered pussy and spread her cunt lips for his muzzle. It took a few seconds for the groggy SS slut to realize what was in her cunt but when she did, she cried out in terror and in broken English, begged mercy.
"I'd tell you to get fucked, Nazi, but it seems you all ready are," mocked Greg, and as her eyes grew big with fear he fired. Her luscious body convulsed under this final assault, huge breasts quivering in the rising sun. The recoil pushed the bloody muzzle of the weapon from her ruined twat as the rounds tore her insides to hamburger. Blood flowed from her mouth as her head sagged to one side.
Next, he came to a nude, gut shot brunette who was bent over on her knees clutching her belly, trying to stem the flow of blood and ease the pain of her wounds. He rammed the hot muzzle deep into the upturned asshole of her plump behind. As he started to pull the trigger, he noticed the still red welts on her back and ass. "Well baby, this won't hurt as bad as that whipping you took", he said as he squeezed. The foxy bitch managed one scream before the burst shuddered into her body.
The big seminude blond with one blood stained tit hanging out had struggled to her hands and knees when she felt her tight black shorts being torn away and the hot burning muzzle plunge deep into her love box. "Nein Nein Nein...Aaarrrgh!" She shook her head wildly, sending her red stained blond mane waving but her fate was sealed and she flew forward into the dirt as a long burst filled her waiting womb with 45 caliber sperm.
One after another the wounded bitches died, raped and sodomized by the lead spitting steel penis that turned their insides to mush. The twin blonds were the last to die, they tried to crawl from the super heated muzzle but it would not be denighed. With panties down around her ankles and face in the dirt, the first twin was painfully aware of her asshole being burned raw before she was butt fucked to death by the lead jism. The other twin would have met the same fate but his magazine was empty once again. Greg left the useless gun in her rammed in her tight ass, searing her flesh as he grabbed her head in his powerful hands and gave her neck a vicious twist. He could her the vertebrae snap and as he released his grip, the beautiful head of the last Nazi guard fell to the side.
Satisfied that all the Nazis were dead, it was time to ease the throbbing in his groin. The two lesbian scientists were tied up tight and would be no trouble. Most guys would be happy to fuck the foxy assistants but Greg had a sweeter piece of red headed meat available. The young girl was still unconscious as Greg lifted her 5'9" 130 lb. body in his muscular arms and carried her to the vacant bunkhouse and laid her on a bed. She began to moan when he removed the flimsy underwear covering her womanly charms. Using the unit's first aid kit, he cleaned and bandaged the gash in the girls side. The sting of the antiseptic brought her around and again her eyes grew wide with fear. When she realized that her wound had been bandaged she relaxed a little. Rape was probably inevitable, but if the American was going to kill her, he would not have bothered to tend to her injury. Sex was definetly on Greg's mind as he stared down on her lush curves and dropped his pants. His shorts followed and the girl found herself staring at eight inches of rigid cock.
"This won't be so bad", she thought while her hips began to wiggle and squirm.
Greg reached around and removed her bonds while asking, "Vas ein namen, fruelien?"
"Lisa,,Lisa Shiller", responded the girl as she rubbed her wrists to get back the feeling in her hands.
"Sprecken ze English", he asked.
"Ya, a little", was her answer.
"Good', he said, "lay back and enjoy this and you just might survive this war". With that, he laid down next to the soft warm Nazi girl and began to fondle her firm breasts. In moments, her nipples were rock hard as the man starved girl's sex drive responded to his caresses. He slid one hand down between her legs and played in the hot, wet cavern of her womanhood while she wrapped her fingers in his hair and pulled his mouth to her full lips in a deep throat kiss. Lisa's survival instincts and her pent up sexual needs drove her to please this handsome American who held her life in his hands. She never minded the company of other women but a cold, lifeless dildo could not compare to the feeling of a throbbing penis. She twisted her supple body so his fingers could remain in her tight cunt while she engulfed the pulsating cockhead in her oral cavern. Her tongue slithered over the sensitive split tip of his dick and around the thick shaft. She could feel her clitoris in the grasp of his strong fingers and knew she would cum soon. Aa animal urge drove her to fill her womb with his seed. Lisa pushed Greg on his back and mounted him, writhing in pleasure as his eight inches filled her pussy and triggered her orgasm. She threw her head back and pumped up and down on his hard handle till his hands clentched down on her hips and a hot geyser of sperm erupted into her love box. She came again with him and then collapsed on top of his body. He let her lay on him for a few minutes while they recovered.
As he dressed, he told her she would go back with him as a POW. He allowed her the dignity of getting dressed then the two of them left the bunkhouse and retreated to the beach with the two scientists.
The trip back was uneventfull. With the three Nazis bitches laying in the botttom of his rubber raft, he rowed out to the waiting sub. Sailors dragged the two semi nude Nazis below deck, feeling plenty of soft flesh as they went. Greg escorted Lisa to the ship's brig. Back at the base, the sore, brusied and terrified lab women were interogated and it was discovered that the lab was almost useless. Lisa was debriefed and shipped to a POW camp in Idaho. Eleven men had paid the ultimate price for an ill concieved, poorly planned mission that gained nothing but dead bodies on both sides. Enraged by the waste of good American lives, but unable to vent his anger at the American brass; Greg formulated his own plans for the women. Lisa was already out of his grasp but there would be no easy life in an Allied prison camp and then ending up in an American laboratory making good money for the two lab assistants. He arrainged for very light security so the women could attempt an escape. The women took the bait and fucked their individual guards till the exhausted men fell asleep. Taking the pistols of the two sleeping men, the naked Nazis slipped out of their cell and tryed to run. They were met by a hail of bullets. Greg was laying in wait and as they ran past, he opened fire. The bouncing big tits of the first lesbian took the brunt of the fire. She had a nipple blown off and her udders perforated. The other cunt slowed and screamed as her friend fell only to feel a rain of bullets slam into her abdomen and hips. She spun and dropped on the body the other slut. Greg calmly walked up and head shot both bitches. He later recieving a commendation for aborting the escape.
Lisa lived out the war working on the prison farm. When it began obvious that she was pregnant, she recieved light indoor duties. There she attracted the attention of a young, attractive Lt. Daniel Miller from the East coast. He was smitten with her innocence and beauty, quickly falling in love with the young German girl. After the war, they married and he adopted her young toddler Joseph as his own son.