Gestapo Headquarters Paris
Department A2
Friday October 10 1940 9:00am
I woke up abruptly, aching all over. My neck muscles were killing me and I was feeling dizzy. The morning light, which was coming through the window, was illuminating my desk and face. I closed my eyes and rubbed them hard. I must have fallen asleep during the night while going through a pile of reports which had arrived the day before.
A look at the mirror revealed the tired face of a cute 19 years old girl with dark brown eyes and hair who looked as if she hadn't had enough sleep for days. Unfortunately the mirror never lies. I had been working for 15 hours each day during the last 3 weeks due to the fact that a large network of spies had been exposed.
My father stood very high in the hierarchy of the Nazi party in Berlin and as a result I had been appointed chief of staff of Gestapo's A2 department in Paris. Our department consisted of females only and was responsible for interrogating female captives. My rank was of a lieutenant's and under my direct orders were two sergeants by the names of Debbie and Kim, both at the age of 26.
Debbie was French with long dark hair and beautiful piercing eyes. Her cup size was 34 C-same as Kim's-and she was slim and athletic. On the other hand Kim was Dutch with long blonde hair, green blue eyes and perfect calves. She was 3 inches taller than Debbie and weighed 10 pounds more. Both had great tight asses and the longest legs in Paris as far as I knew. I was one inch taller than Kim-5'9"-and my cup size was 36 B.
A glance at my desktop revealed the presence of a new document. Someone must have brought it during my sleep and left it there. The document concerned the transfer of a female captive who had been caught during a Gestapo raid into a Parisian café. The subject in question appeared to be a 25 years old American citizen, resident of St. Louis, and she was...black? I immediately frowned and thought that was getting very interesting.
The attachment on the document stated that I was to interrogate the subject and extract any valuable information by any means available. I picked up the phone and ordered Kim and Debbie to change clothes and meet me at the basement.
I quickly changed too and descended the stairs leading to the basement. Debbie and Kim were already there, dressed in their "interrogating" outfits.
Each one wore a black leather mask with openings for the eyes, nose and mouth. Their hairs were caught in a ponytail behind their heads. Black leather corsets were tightened around their slim bodies, making their naked breasts popping out like twin fleshy mountain-peaks. They had black leather elbow-gloves on and around their right arms there was a red-white elastic band with a black swastika in the middle. Tiny, almost non-existent, black leather g-strings covered their crotches which left their asses totally exposed. Both wore nylon black thigh-stockings and Wehrmacht boots.
"Bring the prisoner in and tie her hands up in those hanging chains" I ordered them.
"Jawol mein Kommandant" both exclaimed.
They brought her in and secured her raised hands in the hanging chains. I took my time and inspected her from top to bottom thoroughly. She looked no more than 5'4'' tall and 110 pounds. Her almond-shaped black eyes were reflecting the artificial light of the basement like magic mirrors and her nose was a typical Afro-American one. A rather big mouth with fleshy succulent wet lips betrayed her unbridled lust for oral pleasure. Her ebony shoulder-length hair was long and straight with long curls at the end. She wore a tight long yellow floral dress which highlighted the perfect dimensions (34 B-30-32) of her body. All in all, she was a petite chocolate cutie and I was sure that my girls would enjoy this exotic dish to theirs heart's content as they had never had the opportunity to meet colored people before.
"I would like to be informed the reason of my arrest. I am an American citizen and you have no right to keep me here. The conditions of my detention are absolute outrageous. I haven't slept, eaten and drunk for so many hours. You should have informed the American embassy for my capture and I demand..." she tried to protest.
"You demand? YOU DEMAND??? You are not in position to demand anything. Do you realize what your situation is? You are accused of being a spy and this alone brings on the death sentence. So you'd better start talking, for I don't have much time at my disposal" I shouted at her.
"There must be a mistake in your reports. I am sure that you have taken me for someone else. It's my maiden trip in Europe and I visited Paris for its night-attractions. I got stuck here when the war broke out and couldn't find a way to return home. Your police arrested me while I was talking to a man who would arrange my return trip. I know of nothing else."
"What is your name?" I asked her.
"My name is Faith, Lieutenant" she said.
"From now on you shall address me as Mistress Christy. Is that understood?" I said and at the same time I slapped her hard.
"Ouch!!...Yes...Yes...Mistress...Christy..."
"Listen up you degraded bitch. You are going to tell me everything in detail. I don't want to waste my valuable time on you. Give me names, locations, codes and everything else required. I promise not to harm you and let you go when we finish or else you will find out how cruel I can be." I told her while I was pulling her hair.
"Aaaahhh...I swear God...I know...nothing...Please..."
"You want to play it rough? We shall see about that. KIM AND DEBBIE TEAR HER CLOTHES APART. DENUDE HER COMPLETELY!" I barked my orders.
Kim and Debbie with savagely sparkled eyes dashed on their helpless victim and started tearing her dress to shreds. Faith was wriggling her body desperately while versatile fingers were ripping off her dress, bra, thong, garter belt and nylon stockings mercilessly. She ended up wearing a pair of white high-heels only and nothing else.
It seemed that the little display of my authority over Faith had left no one unaffected. Kim's engorged pale-pink nipples were competing with Debbie's swollen brown ones in terms of beauty, size and hardness. Debbie's eyes were fixed on Faith's glistening hairy slit and her tongue was wetting her fleshy lips whereas Kim was fondling Debbie's magnificent bubble asscheeks with her right hand whilst the left was buried between her milky thighs.
