BDSM Library - Story: Traitors! Female Execution in the Reich, Chapter: Part 2

Note: This continuing work is completely historical fiction. Any name similar to that of a real person is a coincidence.

The colonel sat on the front edge of his makeshift desk in the interrogation room. Directly in front of him stood a frightened 37-year-old nurse by the name of Mrs. Kristen Ziebold, her arms nervously resting at her sides. The bespectacled, slightly matronly looking nurse looked very professional in her white uniform, her light brown hair pulled back in a tight bun. She trembled as she answered questions regarding the now condemned obstetrician Dr. Nollendorf, whom she had worked closely with for the past several years. Kristen's pressed white uniform, which buttoned down full-length in the front, masked her full feminine form.

As he sucked on a Turkish cigarette, the colonel spoke to the totally-dressed-in-white nurse in a calm voice.

"Tell me again Kristen, what did Dr. Nollendorf tell you about the plot to murder our fuehrer?"

"Nothing sir, nothing. Please believe me, I beg you colonel sir, please, I knew nothing!"

The colonel stared in the frightened woman's eyes. "Come with me Mrs. Ziebold" the colonel said firmly as the middle-aged nurse now began to cry silently, tears rolling down from beneath the dark frames of her eyeglasses.

As the pair exited the room the colonel inquired "Do you know what we do to women here that don't tell us the truth, Kristen?"

The nurse simply shook her head no as she now began to cry softly aloud, her soft moaning now interrupted by short, tiny gasps for breath.

"Come with me and I'll show you" the colonel said as he led the obedient nurse gently by the arm down the hallway.

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The 37-year-old nurse's eyes bulged with horror behind her thick dark glasses as the Nazi colonel casually walked her into the death chamber. Across the room, on a low platform, stood a young female, not more than 20 years old. The young woman's arms were strapped tightly behind her back at the elbows, and tied firmly at the wrists. She was held in an upright position by guards at each side. The girl was completely naked, her bare feet standing on the cold floor. The dark vertical slit between her legs indicated to the obstetrical nurse that her pussy had been clean-shaven. The young woman had firm medium-sized breasts with the pronounced, swollen areola of a younger, developing girl. She was about 5'3" tall. Her once beautiful dark hair had been freshly clipped down to a short military-style crew cut. Just above her head loosely-dangled a thin stainless steel cable looped into a simple noose. The cable was attached to an overhead crossbar which could be slowly raised and lowered by a simple pulley system.

"This woman is a Russian spy, Kristen. She was here to hurt the cause of the Reich. She and two of her male communist comrades were unfortunate enough to have been caught with false papers while trying to slip out of the country into Switzerland. Her unfortunate male colleagues are being dealt with a separate male facility. I don't know if you would be allowed to witness their executions, but would you like to assist the fatherland by volunteering to be a witness at this execution, Kristen?" casually inquired the colonel as the condemned girl shivered with fear.

"No sir, no, no I don't want to…" Kristen said through tears.

"You mean you don't wish to punish the enemies of the fatherland, Kristen?"

"No sir, no colonel, that's not what I mean, it's just that…"

With a silent nod from the colonel, one of the helmeted SS guards quickly looped the noose around the alleged spy's neck as another guard slowly drew the pulley up just a few inches, so that now only the condemned's her two great toes touched the platform. In a strange way she appeared to resemble a statue of a beautiful nude ballerina.

After the condemned girl pleaded for mercy with her eyes for a full minute – a minute that seemed like an eternity - the guard once again ever-so-slowly raised the noose. Kristen sobbed aloud as the young woman now frantically kicked her nude legs in all directions in her vain attempt to touch the floor. As pee squirted from the flailing condemned girl's slit, the colonel placed his arm comfortingly around Kirsten's shoulder.

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As the condemned spy wiggled her final movements, the colonel continued to comfort Kristen with one arm, his other hand now offering her his clean white handkerchief for her tears. As he did, the two helmeted SS guards stepped down from the stage and approached the couple.

Kristen's eyes darted back and forth at the guards she now realized were standing to either side of her. Without speaking a word, the colonel grasped the front of Kristen's dress and with a violent motion suddenly ripped open the buttoned-down front of her white nurses' uniform, the buttons flying across the room.

As another pair of guards entered the room carrying a small mattress and throwing it on the floor, the colonel slowly pulled the white uniform sleeves off of terrified Kristen's shoulders, dropping the uniform down around her full hips. The colonel then, looking Kristen closely in her tear-filled eyes, reached around and unhooked her bra from behind. As he slipped the brassiere straps offer shoulders it fell to the floor, revealing her full, hanging breasts, which had been hidden by the matronly uniform. Kristen's brown nipples were large and erect. As the colonel crouched to pull down Kristen's remaining uniform, slip and white panties all in one swoop, he then instructed a guard to remove her white hose and shoes.

The nurse stood, quivering in total fear, now wearing only her dark framed glasses which ironically matched the color of her neatly trimmed triangular pussy bush.

"You are going to tell me everything, Kristen. Everything about Dr. Nollendorf plot" announced the colonel as the nurse sobbed aloud, tears now dripping down on her large pendulous bare breasts.

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The colonel watched the now naked guards pinned Kristen down on the thin mattress. One guard to each side held each of her arms down firmly, straight out from her body. A third guard firmly held her ankles over her head, with her legs bent at the knee. All taking turns, a fourth SS guard pumped the nurse's 37-year-old pussy as she cried and moaned, filling her with semen that dripped down her anus and on to the mattress. As he pumped hard, the rapist alternately grabbed her hair, which had been taken out of the bun, and her large breasts, firmly pinching the nipples.

Once each of the floor guards had finished fucking Dr. Nollendorf's nurse, the colonel ordered them to quickly dress and leave the death chamber. Once they were all gone he approached Kristen and, grabbing her by her hair, led her off the mattress on her knees.

"Kristen, unzip my pants" ordered the colonel as the nurse knelt before him, still wearing her eyeglasses.

"Yes, colonel" answered Kristen, as she obediently unzipped the officer's pants and, without being told, gently extracted his cock and balls. Having run out of tears, she immediately began to suck him, one hand gently but firmly cupping his balls, the other gently stroking his shaft as she sucked the head. As the kneeing nurse worked sucked and stroked her mouth and on the colonel's organ, he unloaded his thick ejaculate into her throat. Steadying herself firmly on her widespread knees, and continuing to firmly cup his balls with one hand, Kristen did not change her rhythm as the colonel came to orgasm, but sucked even harder, swallowing every drop of his loaded. Even after he had finished ejaculating, Kristen continued to extract and swallow the residual drops of his semen.

As the colonel, now exhausted by Kristen's performance, leaned against the wall, he realized that the 37-year-old nurse had just given him the best cock sucking he had ever received in his life. He thought, ironically, that her performance may have saved her own life too.

But he would decide that tomorrow.

To be continued in Part Three