Winston's Angels - Enter Lady Darla

May 7, 2025

The weather was a perfect combination of autumn like coolness and sunshine, as the RAF's newest high tech fighters flew in tandem with Spitfires and other vintage aircraft, all for the purpose of celebrating the 75th anniversary of the world's triumph over Adolph Hitler and his Nazi machine. On this day, Great Britain's leaders and newly crowned king celebrated the nation's Greatest Generation, of which, few now remained.

At 96 years, Lady Digby-Padgett, despite her age, remembered vividly not only how dark those initial days and years of the war were, but also how those of her generation rose to the challenge as asked by their new leader, Sir Winston Churchill and squashed the Nazi thugs. As she sat there, between both King Charles and Diana's eldest son, she listened to the honors that were now being bestowed upon her as she received the nation's highest military honor, the Victoria Cross, for valor "in the face of the enemy".

Among the many speakers for that day were the son of her dear departed cousin, as well as the prime minister, the curator of the Bletchley Park Trust, as well as her grandson, First Sea Lord and Chief of the Royal Navy, Admiral Ian Padgett. All of whom only recently, as well as the entire world, learned of her true role and heroism as a member of the world's first all female special forces team. However, unlike most war secrets of that day, it was only recently that the ones she knew had been declassified and made public, for, as the world was now finding out, the Nazis, even in defeat and death, would have won the war, had it not been because of the bravery and sacrifice of Lady Digby-Padgett and her intrepid team whom the history books were now calling- Winston's Angels.

Vichy France 1942

Charlotte's protests were cut short by the crack of the whip into the side of her bound and naked body that was draped over the commandant's. The sting of which made Englishwoman gag, so as to stem the rising vomit in her throat while her her skin welted up in response.

"Limey slut! You will tell me - eventually," she stated casually and with an air of indifference.

The statuesque Gestapo officer then lowered her skirt and eased her throbbing cock out. As Charlotte turned her head and watched, she fainted at the sight of her captor towering over her with a monstrous cock jutting from the front of her waist in hard erection.

"Your arse hole looks rather delectable," the camp mistress muttered threateningly and then threw her head back and laughed wickedly as she poured lubricant onto her fingers.

"How I do love fucking you Englishwomen in the ass! But don't worry Fraulein, I am sure you will learn to love the feeling of Nazi cock and spunk. Especially since you will spend your remaining child bearing years making babies for ze Fuhrer!"

The commandant continued to laugh as the spy wailed and begged, pleading in a pathetically endearing whine of a little girl. She then raised a leg and straddled Charlotte's back, still standing but with a booted foot on either side of the young WREN's cowering body. The officer then faced toward her feet, to the creamy mounds of Charlotte's buttocks and the soft pink gash of skin between them. The officer raised her arm high above her shoulder, aiming the riding crop and pausing there to savor the blubbering cries of the captured operative. Then she swung down hard, with all the force her powerful body could muster, landing the shaft of the riding crop along the crease of Charlotte's backside.

As the crop struck her ass, Charlotte screamed, her body locked in tension and a deep throaty gurgle came from her as the excruciating agony tore through her. Again the commandant lashed her and then again, her inhuman sized cock rearing and jerking in excited reaction. At the puckered pink ring of her anus she aimed, striking the tender little ring with a sickeningly savage blow of sheer sadism while Charlotte screamed, her whole body shaken by the heaving sobs as her body absorbed the searing pain. Her mouth gaped open, working feverishly in a desperate effort to appease her tormentor, but no words would come.

Eight hard lashes the officer whipped her ass hole with, cutting hard strokes that discolored her delicate skin instantly to show a deep and reddish-blue bruising. Her little ring, which the officer now smeared and lubricated beckoned the camp leader, now beckoned for piercing. The Gestapo officer then paused, breathing hard, and then squeezing her cock with her free hand to savor the sweet sensations of giving pain. She moved around behind Charlotte and bowing her knees, squatting slightly but not kneeling, brought the head of her cock in line with Charlotte's virgin ass hole. She then pressed in, locating the huge bulbous head of her cock against Charlotte's tiny anal ring.

"Tell me!" The commandant repeated.

"But I don't know anything!" Charlotte wailed pitifully.

The spy began to howl, like an animal in pain as the tight ring of her muscles began to expand under the increasing pressure of the Nazi's cock. This was something they had never taught her how to endure at the Special Service's one month spy school. She tensed, clamping her little opening shut to try to prevent the intended invasion into her secret passage. However, resistance was now futile, as Charlotte cried out as the pressure increased on her bottom and her little puckered ring began to give way. The girl screamed, a heartfelt and sorrowful wailing of deep misery and shame as her hole was stretched wide and the Nazi's cock pushed in.

However, for this young woman, her capture and rape was nothing compared to the special fate would soon wait her and the rest of her British compatriots, the group of women whom were only known as "Winston's Angels".......

In 1933, Adolph Hitler came to power, and with his rise and eventual demise came new and wondrous new inventions and technologies, such as jet planes, rockets, and of course, atomic weapons. However, these are not the only inventions and super-weapons that the Nazi's created and sought to use on the allies, in their plan for world domination. During the war and after the war there were rumors of fantastic inventions and technologies that never saw the light of day, such as the Nazi UFO program in the Antarctic, the German super soldier program, the Aryan cloning project, the Orgasm Gun, and a list of other bizarre projects that many say never came to the attention of the public because of the dedicated work of a small cadre of female volunteers belonging to Britain's elite SOE, the Special Operations Executive, known informally as Winston's Angels, or as they were called in the Defence Ministry, Winnie's Tarts. These young women, all of whom possessed, not only a superior intellect, but also the strength and stamina of the finest female gymnast or figure skaters, sacrificed both their bodies and dignity in the cause of freedom.

From 1939 to 1945, Winston's Angels embarked on a continuous series of daring adventures, not only in Germany, but everywhere around the world where the Nazis and their evil allies, the Japanese, had gained a foothold. The basis for their formation was to learn as much as possible about what intelligence analysts at Bletchley Park and the Prime Minister's office called 'The Omega File'. The Omega File itself was a strange and bizarre handwritten plan of action written for Hitler, by a dead and well known German physician and biologist, of the Nazis plan to develop strange none lethal weapons, as well as use occult and supposedly alien technologies to create so called super-soldiers. In addition, the file also contained plans for the creation of man eating insects, mind control devices, and colonies on the far side of the moon.

Yet, in spite of the claims, which Churchill actually tended to believe, despite their claims that defied even H.G. Wells' imagination, the truth was that he no longer had the manpower to justify sending men behind enemy lines to go on what his cabinet called, "a wild goose chase." Thus, it was that Churchill's daughter in law, Pamela, suggested that he should find a group of suitable women, whom she convinced him could not only do a better job, but also were more suitable for such work as there were a number of highly educated and beautiful British women like herself who were being underutilized in the current war effort.

Days later, upon his return to 10 Downing Street, Churchill drafted a top secret memo to his war cabinet. They were to find him a team of highly educated and very beautiful young women, within two weeks, for an operation that he called simply- The Omega Project. However, the recruitment of the operatives would be conducted, not by Churchill, but rather, clandestinely, by his daughter in law, the lovely Mrs. Pamela Digby Churchill, for she had already decided on whom she believed were the best suited women for this special mission- those of her class from Munich Polytechnic, starting with her cousin, the little red-headed 5'0" spitfire named Lady Darla Digby.

May 1, 1940

In Spring of 1940, though the Battle of Britain was mere weeks away from raging over the skies of London and, even on a bright sunny day in Cambridge and King's Colleges, a somber mood clouded over the commencement ceremonies, both in Cambridge as well as other colleges, that were now underway. The young men and women of this years graduating class, as well as their families and friends in the audience, were all to aware that in the coming months and years, many of them would be sent off to fight and die for both King and Country. Among these graduates, most of whom had already now signed up for service for their nation's fight, was an intrepid and beautiful young woman, Lady Darla Digby.

The young, fair-skinned red headed Ms. Digby, despite her parents desire for her to marry and have children, was now, at age 21, graduating, with high honors, and now the holder of twin degrees in biology and German. Yet, despite all of her academic achievement, she was, but now, to her new employer, little more than an Ordinary Wren. For you see, despite her high marks in German, as well as her good looks, Lady Darla failed to qualify for service in the Women's Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF), but did, much to her mother's dismay, qualify for enlistment in the British Women's Royal Naval Service (WRENS). After which, her cousin, Lady Randolph Churchill, managed to convince her father in law to request that she be assigned as a German translator at a place called 'Bletchley Park' near her both her hometown of Northampton, but most importantly, near Chequers. For it was at Chequers Lady Pamela was now convalescing as she entered the midpoint of her pregnancy with the Prime Minister's first grandchild.

The assignment to Bletchley was a surprise, for she had expected to be sent to work for the Admiralty in London or even at Scapa Flow, where the British main naval fleet was headquartered. However, what bothered Darla was not the assignment, but rather the reasons behind it. For, as much as she loved her dear cousin Pam, she did not want to be seen as being assigned there only because her cousin, whom she saw more as a sister, was now the daughter in law, with all due respect to the King, of the most powerful man in all of England. Yet, despite her misgivings, Darla would, in the next several days, report for duty at Bletchley and begin a long summer of translating intercepted messages. It was during this long summer that she would, at night, from the safety of her father's estate, watch from a distance and see her beloved country bombed into near submission, while at the same time she cried herself silently to sleep and wondered about the love of her life, Helmut, and asked God why fate could be so cruel.

In Darla's brief life she had only known two lovers, her cousin Pamela, is whose arms she had laid when they were 15 year old girls and curious about sex, and Helmut. That summer, during the Battle of Britain, as Darla lay awake at night and watched the fires of London burn, she tried to bring a smile to her face and dream about the love of her life, Helmut Kohl, whom she had a torrid affair with as an exchange student just two years prior, when they were students at Munich Polytechnic. Young Helmut, just three years her senior and an SS cadet, was a muscular and seasoned lover, whom took her to places both physically and emotionally that her body and brain could never forget. Even two years later, after she said goodbye to him at the train station, she still could feel his lips and cock both over and deep inside of her begging body, the pleasure of which still haunter her wet dreams.

Yet, despite the passion, as she stood there on the platform and kissed him goodbye, Darla knew that she could never marry him nor be anything but a free Englishwoman. For she had seen, during her summer of love, how the Nazis had enslaved Helmut and his young German friends, turning them against their will into SS thugs, and suspected that soon the day would come when Hitler would try to enslave her and the rest of the world. Yet, despite her hatred of the Nazis, she still loved Helmut, and dreamed every night of him and the love he made passionately to her.

May 1, 1938

Deep inside the bowels of the the Third Reich's new science ministry a meeting was taking place among five men, all scientists, on just how to carry out the Fuhrer's latest directive. Just hours before, the technology science minister had summoned these men together to meet with Her Hitler personally, for a private and top secret meeting to discuss with them their new leader's plan to propel science 100 years forward by 1940, which, the chancellor decreed, was when their country would embark on a 1,000 year period of greatness. As the men sat there, they outlined on a chalkboard, the points the chancellor made as to the direction of a vision he called Operation Omega.

Several weeks later, with no warning, the Fuhrer cut the scientists out of the loop, for he had changed his mind and turned the operation to the SS, for he had found the only man whom he could trust to lead this outlandish endeavor, his name- Josef Fritz.

The man the Fuhrer selected to oversee Operation Omega was Gruppenfuhrer (General) Josef Fritz, the decathlon bronze medal winner of the 1928 Amsterdam Olympics. In addition to possessing the physique of a Greek god, the ageless 40-something SS leader also possessed a scientific vision and knowledge that only the Fuhrer himself understood and appreciated. The Fuhrer had personally selected the German sports hero, not because of his fame, but because he was the only man in all of Germany who possessed the intellect and forward looking vision to make all of the scientific predictions of Jules Verne and H.G. Wells not only come true, but most importantly, to make them a reality by the time Hitler unleashed his Wehrmacht on a technologically unprepared world.

General Fritz was, like many in the SS a ruthless and sadistic professional killer, but whose intellect allowed him to envision a new age in science whereby the Third Reich would make the dreams of Verne and Wells come true, but also provide the German people and military, in less than five years, with even greater technological and scientific breakthroughs than the world have ever known before. Among his orders from the Fuhrer were to find new ways of creating more effective means of computing, waging biological warfare, and finding new ways of extracting information from suspected spies.

However, despite the Fuhrer's desires to exterminate the Jews, on this matter General Fritz respectfully disagreed, for he had many past Jewish lovers. And even though he still considered them second class citizens, he had little use for needless and indiscriminate murder. As a result of the General's close friendship to the Fuhrer, who knew of Josef's past Jewish and other non-Aryan peccadilloes and other sexual exploits, and Hitler's belief in the General's abilities and judgment, Operation Omega would be allowed to employ as many Jewish scientists and other essential personnel as deemed fit, but only on the condition that Fritz monitored their activities closely and placed them under a new kind of mind control that Fritz himself had developed during his days as a pioneering brain researcher and surgeon. Her General had specifically begun experimentation with a specially developed love potion that he initially created from a variety of plant species that he had collected deep in the heart of Africa prior to the burning of the Reichstag on a fact finding mission for Himmler.

In addition to mind control, which the General himself had been obsessed with since he was rejected from his first girlfriend, Fritz also had published numerous scientific articles on the scientific possibility of creating the hybrid creatures of mythology, such as a Centaur, Orc or Minotaur. However, what Fritz convinced Hitler to request from Operation Omega was the creation of the world's first meta-humans, a new hermaphrodite race that he called Aryan Amazons. As he and Fritz discussed the subject, from the comfort of the Berghof, the Fuhrer decreed that the Amazons should possess the beauty and grace of Venus and the strength of Zeus. Furthermore, Hitler wanted these meta-humans to not only be beautiful and graceful, but he also wanted them to stand tall at 6'5" and possess the physique of Atlas.

Such a request, Fritz proclaimed to his Fuhrer, was not only possible, but had already been achieved. For, during Josef's time in Southwest Africa, when he was a student during the Great War, Herr General had been involved in a great experiment commissioned by the Kaiser himself of such a plan, which, much to all involved, was not only a success, but had brought about a new species. After the war, the young girls were spirited away to Brazil where they lived and were raised by sadistic and militaristic German nuns in a remote immigrant village near the Amazon. As a result of their upbringing, these real life Amazons, had already been brain washed to not only obey their German masters, but also inflict pain and punishment in the name of Adolph Hitler. As such, they were now on their way, via steamer, from Argentina, after which Fritz would use the women, as part of his cadre of Lebensborn and laboratory commandants, which he himself would personally supervise and oversee along with his lover Elsa.

As the men talked through the night about their plans for Operation Omega into practice, a young girl hovered nearby. For the rest of the evening, young Eva Braun heard the men, along with Hitler's personal secretary, Martin_Borman, discuss incredible and wild ideas, such as harnessing the biology of small insects to create human sized clones, mating humans and horses, Orcs, conquering Africa with man eating plants, flying saucers, Martians, rockets to the moon, and of special interest to her, using the power of an orgasm to extract information out of unwilling subjects, and numerous other wild ideas. In fact, the ideas, for Eva, especially the ones involving using sex as a weapon were so fascinating that later she convinced Herr Borman to suggest the Fuhrer to allow her to be Hitler's liaison to Herr Fritz, and the project's photographer. Which, as the history books do not say, Borman was willing to do as a way to keep her busy and away from the every increasing erratic leader. Additionally, Borman saw it as a way for her to sate the sexual thirst that the Fuhrer himself could not quench....

Autumn 1940

At the Country Home of the Prime Minister, Chequers, Pamela Churchill sat behind the desk in her father-in-law's office. At seven months pregnant, young Lady Digby-Churchill was ready for her child to come out now, so as to free her from the heavy burden of being an expectant mother. Of course, motherhood, she knew, was going to be even more of a challenge, particularly as she sensed that her marriage to Randolph would not last. Yet, the thought of being a single woman did thrill her, unfortunately that would mean the possible end of her relationship with Sir Winston, or Pappa, as she affectionately called him.