German Helps French Resistance

This story involves a woman putting herself in a position where she reluctantly accepted sex and or was raped. The story does not intend to justify any form of non-compliant sexual activity.

Introduction.

This all happened many years ago. Much of what happened all those years ago is only sketchy memories but there are many things that I remember vividly. It was during the second world war. I had been raised in Germany, but my family had moved to France as my parents had been very worried about developments during the thirties. I had moved to a small village in France, when my parents decided to move to England, and was very happy there until the war broke out. Local people were well aware of my German background and there were some in the community who were suspicious of me. While this was very upsetting, I suppose it was understandable. In reality, I was very strongly opposed to the invasion and occupation by the German troops.

Chapter 1 - a plan is hatched

Initially I had tried to keep myself away from the German's, as much as possible. They were unaware of our German links and other than being ogled by many of the soldiers they didn't pay me much attention.

Not long after the invasion I was approached by the local priest. He said he was part of the resistance movement and asked if I was prepared to work with the movement to make things as tough as possible for the Germans. I would have been worried about him in fact being a collaborator but given his position in the community was happy to say I would be happy to do whatever I could to help.

He said that if I agreed to help, firstly, I would be putting myself in great danger and secondly, I would be asked to do things which he would be very unhappy asking me to do. I was surprisingly naïve for a twenty-one-year-old when I had to ask him to explain what he meant. I remember his words very clearly.

"I need to talk to you very frankly and in a way that no man of God should ever talk to a young lady. Please hear me out before you judge me. You my dear are a beautiful girl and capable of attracting almost any man. There are no other females in the community who would be likely to be able to do what I am going to ask you to do."

I was surprised by these comments but indicated that he should carry on.

"There is a very senior member of the German army based here in the castle along with his men. He regularly visits the local restaurant and has attempted to attract one or two of the ladies and asked them to return with him to the castle. One poor girl accepted his invite and she was not seen for a couple of days. She is not keen to tell us what went on but does not want to return. Given that you speak and read German perfectly this is another reason why you would be perfect for this difficult mission. Now you realise what a dangerous thing I am asking of you I must ask whether you would at least consider it."

"I will not only consider it I will agree to it without any hesitation."

"You must realise that you must tell nobody about this not even your parents. We do have a couple of local people who are working at the castle. They have leaked to the Colonel that I have been inappropriate with you and that you have sworn to bring this out into the open. This may help you convince them that you can help them infiltrate the underground movement they suspect I head up."

I was a little upset that this rumour had been started but accepted that it might make my job a little easier convincing the Germans which side I was on. I knew I wanted to help but it was only then that the reality hit home. The Colonel would not just be looking to enjoy a few drinks with me in the castle. I stupidity said what I was thinking and questioning myself about.

"Would you expect me to have sex with the Colonel?"

The question was out of my mouth before I could realise how silly I sounded.

"I am so sorry, I rather hoped you would not ask me that question. I cannot ask you to go ahead with my silly suggestion. You are a young innocent girl. If you did go ahead, I would not ask you to prostitute yourself for the cause, but I suspect that the Colonel might be more than persuasive. You would be putting yourself in great danger as I said.

"Fortunately, I may not be quite as innocent as you, or my parents, think. I am not stupid enough to not understand what the Colonel's likely intentions would be, if he did take a shine to me. I go in with my eyes wide open."

I remember wanting to joke about also having my legs wide open but decided that the joke might shock the old man. I made it clear that my mind was set, danger or not.

"That is fantastic my dear. Now I have it on good authority that Colonel Snider will be at the restaurant tonight. Is that too soon for you?"

"Perfect, I will be there. Shall we put on a little show for him to confirm his understanding of our relationship. Why don't you come to the restaurant tonight and we can have a public argument?"

"My goodness my dear you are devious and getting into the role perfectly. See you there at seven."

The plan worked a treat as Father Pascal and I quietly but not too quietly argued. I could see Colonel Snider paying attention to our little show. Shortly after I angrily left Father Pascal and went to sit on a stool at the far end of the bar one of the Colonel's men approached me and asked me, very politely, whether I would join the table with his friends. I did not respond quickly but took a long look at the Father with as disgusted a look as I could muster and with apparent reluctance accepted the invitation.

I was immediately the centre of interest at the table of four senior looking men and one woman all dressed in German uniforms. I didn't need to understand what rank the uniforms denoted as the seniority was clearly displayed by their behaviour. The Colonel was totally dominant and as I approached the table, he ushered the very subservient and clearly very pissed off female off the seat next to him. Her glare at me would have killed if she had been capable.

The Colonel welcomed me and straight away asked me why I had been arguing with Father Pascal. I just fobbed it off with the suggestion it was a dispute about the flowers in the church. He doubted the truth of what I had said, just as I had intended him to.

The Colonel and two of the other males were very attentive asking me about my family and my interests. I said that my only real leisure pastimes were horse riding and the church. I made the later sound more historical. I knew that I was not going to struggle to get close to the Colonel when he said,

"Oh that is wonderful you can join me in my early morning ride tomorrow."

I didn't need to see the females stare at me as I felt it burning into me from behind. I looked at her as I said,

"Oh, I could not impose on you in such a way. I am sure that you are not short of partners to go riding with you. Do you ride with the Colonel, my dear."

Two of the males laughed at this and I had guaranteed making a sworn enemy of the angry young woman.

"That's decided on then. You will come up to the castle and stay over night so that we can have an early start tomorrow."

I stuttered a gentle refusal that was never going to be accepted by this man who was not used to being denied. The female member of his staff excused herself to go to the ladies after the Colonel added,

"You can borrow Gretchen's riding clothes as you have the same wonderful build as she has. Although you may be a little larger in all the right places."

I think this was said more to upset his member of staff than to compliment me. She certainly took it that way.

Chapter 2 - implementation begins.

Things had moved at a pace as I found myself in the castle drinking the Colonel's best brandy with three male members of his staff only one of whom had been in the restaurant. It was a very angry Gretchen, who was required to pour the drinks and ignore both the Colonel and one of the others as they fondled her arse as she did so. As good as the brandy was, I ensured I did not match the volume that the others drunk.

I did not see the sign, that I am sure the Colonel must have given, as suddenly the others in the room decided that it was time for them to retire for the night. I was very keen to act very innocent as to what was clearly expected of me. I had reconciled myself to the horrible reality that if I was going to get close to this man then I wasn't going to succeed by only horse riding with him. While he was not repulsive, I had no wish to sleep with this old German Colonel but had reconciled myself that if that was what it took, I would live with myself.

To understand how difficult coming to this decision was I need to explain further about myself. I was no virgin but had only enjoyed two lovers. One was in his mid-twenties which had seemed old at the time while the other was my age. I had found sex enjoyable with both partners but was not overwhelmed by the experiences with either. I had not had sex with a man for nearly a year. I have never had a problem with attracting the boys. My figure is good, even if I say so myself. I am five foot six, far from skinny, with smallish breasts and a full-size bottom. I am told my eyes are special which is great to hear.

I was a little surprised when the Colonel offered to accompany me to my room. Had I misjudged him? I declined saying if he told me where it was, I would find it myself. He insisted that he showed me. It was a huge room with a four-poster bed. The décor was stylish and he insisted on pointing out a number of lovely details.

I thought he was just offering to take my coat from me when he held out his hand. I gave him the coat but shied away when he went to unbutton my top.

"Colonel I am sorry maybe I did not understand the nature of your kind offers. I do not wish to offend you but........"

"Oh my dear you are really not in a good position to reject any 'offer' as you put it that I might put to you. I do not however wish to upset you and would hope you will enjoy all the hospitality that I offer you."

I decided to play the innocent but slightly damaged young woman card, in the hope that he would at least go gentle with me.

"I am sorry it is just that my only experience with a man was not a good one. The man was much older than me and when he forced himself on me it was painful and very unpleasant."

While I didn't expect him to change his mind about having sex with me my ploy did help in two ways. It allowed him to think that my assailant was my priest and secondly, he now became the caring older man who wanted to look after this girl in distress.

"It is me that should be sorry that your first experience of intimacy was so distressing. I will be delighted to try and make your second experience one that you will remember for all the right reasons."

He had made it quite clear that he was not going to take no for an answer. For my part it was probably going to happen in the least bad way that was likely. When he started to undress me again, I didn't fight him but tried to look reluctant, which wasn't difficult. When he had rendered me naked above the waist, he did seem delighted with my small breasts with their large erect nipples. He simply said one word "lovely".

As undesirable as my situation was, I could not deny that his playing with my nipples was annoyingly arousing.

"There, there my dear see, your body can respond beautifully to the male touch. That though is only a beginning, if touched right there are so many joys a young girl like you can enjoy."

He hadn't convinced me but he had clearly convinced himself that I was now putty in his hands. He now moved on to removing all my clothes below the waist. This was not done with any type of eroticism more like getting a child ready for bed. When I was totally naked, he spun me round as if showing me off to others.

"You have the most beautiful body, my dear. I intend to not only pleasure it but also to take great enjoyment in doing so."

When he pushed his hands between my legs, I was embarrassed that he did find me to be slightly moist. His fingers worked to both spread this and increase it and, much to my annoyance, he did meet with some success. He pushed lightly on my shoulders to make me kneel in front of him before he unzipped himself. He was not fully erect or particular big but he filled my mouth as he held my head. He grew quickly and when fully erect was a good size. It felt very strange to be being this intimate with this man when I felt no attraction to him. It didn't seem to bother him.

When he was fully erect this seemed to make him more dominant. He laid down on the bed still fully dressed above the waist but naked below it and pointing to his erection said,

"You will ride my horse tomorrow but tonight you ride my cock."

I was standing there in front of this man, who was, at least, twenty years older than me, naked but it was a monumental step to actually have sex with him without any attraction or affection for him. I realised that I had got in far too deep to back out now, even if I wanted to. I managed to flick a switch in my mind that distanced myself from the sex I was about to experience.

I coated his erection with my spit, briefly added some to me pussy and lowered myself onto his erection. While I was disgusted with how I was far from dry down there it did take some time before he was fully penetrating me. It felt strange as I had only been penetrated when romantically involved with the man who was penetrating me. This was different but on one, very strange, level I could not deny it felt good.

The Colonel lay back and made no attempt to take the lead. He had picked up a riding crop and laid this against my erect left nipple. I hoped he would not strike me with it as my nipples are very sensitive. He did no more than tap it lightly on the very end of my erect nipple.

"You will ride me until your body is satiated. When your body succumbs to the ultimate pleasure, I will take my turn riding you. You will find my penis is very happy entertaining you for as long as your pleasure takes and lasts."

Looking back it seems even more bizarre than it did at the time. A forty something year old Colonel lying on his back in full uniform above the waist as a naked twenty-year-old rides his cock, while he uses a riding crop to tap her nipples. It was not physically unpleasant but there was no way I was going to be able to orgasm this way. I had never had an orgasm with my two boyfriends and this old bastard wasn't going to be the first. There was only one answer as I suspected that the Colonel was not going to be happy unless he made me succumb to his wish for me to climax. I faked it. I threw my head back swore loudly and rhymically squeezed his cock as I rode him more vigorously.

"Sit up my dear. I loved the show."

As soon as I did the riding crop landed viciously on my nipple twice.

"A lovely act but you have insulted me for the first time. You will never insult me again, if you know what is good for you. Let me explain that the last local girl who insulted me twice was fed to my men. That was not until Gretchen had been entertained by her as was evidenced by the screams that rang out. Gretchen said the poor girl seemed to get some pleasure when entertained by the first three or four of the men but struggled with the last half a dozen or so. You act was entertaining but what I want to witness is something far more real."

"But sir. I have only been with one man and I did not enjoy any gratification on those occasions. I do not think I am capable."

"Nonsense my girl. Do not disappoint me again."

Looking back I would have been far less humiliated if the Colonel had simply raped me. Being required to take sexual pleasure from the act was totally degrading. I dare not at the very least attempt to comply with his orders, so brought my fingers down to play with my clit as I resumed fucking the old bastard. It took me many minutes for me to overcome the disgust I felt when my body finally responded with real arousal. Once I got to a certain point, I knew it would not take too much more. I announced my climax and this time it was real, very real. I am ashamed to admit it was stronger, longer and more violent than any I had enjoyed while masturbating.

The look on the Colonel's face when I was able to focus again was one of total triumph, sickening triumph. If I had had a knife at that moment I would have plunged it into him. I had no time to collect my thoughts as he pushed my off him and positioned me on my knees. There was a big mirror on the wall at the top of the bed and he looked into it as he entered me forcefully. I think he was looking at himself more than me as he fucked me with long hard thrusts. I got no pleasure from this and was pleased when he roared out a warning of his imminent ejaculation, that arrived shortly after. Within a couple of minutes he had breezed out of the room saying that riding was at six thirty and not to be late.

I did actually enjoy the horse riding even if it was with him alongside me. He was courteous with me and allowed me to return to my room to shower alone. He invited me to breakfast with many of his soldiers. I acted subserviently and obviously acted as if I didn't understand when they spoke in German. The Colonel seemed to be keen to show me off to his men. The Colonel and all his staff addressed me in English as their French was not as fluent.

I obviously didn't react when he introduced me in German as his new filly in his stable and referred to me as having excellent riding skills. I smiled sweetly at the room full of soldiers as if I thought he had complimented me and ignored the knowing smiles. The food was good and I was delighted that conversation, in German, turned to plans for the week ahead. I tried to look completely uninterested and unaware what was being said. It obviously worked as after a couple of questioning looks, they completely ignored me.

Much of the discussion was boring routine but when they got on to discussing the resistance my ears pricked up. They mentioned a planned raid that that they were going to complete at the weekend. It was on a farm that they suspected was used to hide British soldiers trying to return to England.

The Colonel then referred to me as his secret weapon against the resistance. It wasn't until he switched to English that I appeared to be listening. He said that I was a sworn enemy of Father Pascal and would help by infiltrating the resistance. In front of the others he asked me to make up with the priest so as to gain information for the Germans. I acted surprised, worried and scared before with great reluctance said that it would give me the greatest pleasure in causing the priest the maximum grief I could.

Chapter 3 - the plan progresses.

I was allowed to return home later in the morning having been briefed by the Colonel. He even suggested that as Father Pascal was clearly sexually attracted to me, I should use this to get close to him and therefore the resistance movement.

As soon as I returned to the village, I made straight for the priest's house. I knew this would not be a surprise if the Germans saw me do it. Father Pascal asked me whether I was unharmed and okay. I burst into tears when I told him some of the truth. He said he was so sorry that he had put me in danger and that I must not go back up to the castle. Pulling myself together I said I had gone too far to now back out.

He was delighted when I told him that I had information about a German raid. He was even more interested when I said that I had been sent to report back to the Colonel on both him and the resistance movement. We agreed what false information I should feed to the Colonel and The Father, cuddled and comforted me.