7.
Hauptmann¡¯s cruelty and sadism are almost artistic in scope and
execution.
He¡¯s had the Steinway grand brought from Helga Schmidt¡¯s mansion to the
torture room.
A truck traveling Berlin¡¯s dark somber night-streets through the
pouring rain has delivered it and five healthy strong S.S. soldiers have
huffed and puffed to carry it down the steep stairs, past the heavy
wooden doors and into the main torture chamber.
Now, a naked, beaten and burned, psychologically brutalized Helga sits
on the piano bench as Commandant Hauptmann stands over her. The blonde
is still gagged with the spiked steel ball and there is a leash and
slave-collar around her neck.
Katrina Wilhelm is laid out on top of the shiny black lid of the piano
and held spreadeagled by two soldiers while Schuller crucifies her to
the wood with long wicked construction nails that he smashes through the
screaming teenager¡¯s hands, through her palms, and into the piano lid.
Her bleeding wounds are quickly cauterized with the hissing blowtorch
which is then liberally used on her pretty young tits, her nipples
burned to a crisp.
¡°You will play for us, Fraulein Schmidt!¡± Hauptmann orders.
Helga looks down at the keys in confusion.
The chamber is full of noise and activity.
The Goldman sisters have been hung by their ankles from the ceiling and
four soldiers are taking turns alternately flogging them with bullwhips
and tossing darts at their bleeding ass-cheeks and tit-mounds.
Rebecca Bergman, hands rope-bound behind her, is being forced to take
turns sucking Kleinman¡¯s, Grummer¡¯s and three other soldiers cocks while
she kneels on broken legs straddling a cannon shell which has been
forced up her bleeding twat.
Kleinman¡¯s black servant-bitch hangs precariously by a meat-hook
pierced through her tongue, her wrists bound in front of her to a strand
of barbed wire around her lower abdomen. The barbed wire snags her
sliced open pussy and blood pours down her legs and from her sliced off
nipples.
A soldier tortures the black woman with the blow-torch touching the
flame to her shivering body and leaving dark burn-wounds on her. He
circles around touching the torch to the backs of her whipped legs and
back, to her arms, to her bloody tits, even to her face.
¡°Play, bitch!¡± Hauptmann shouts and smacks his riding crop acrosss
Helga¡¯s shoulders.
Helga begins to play a Mozart sonata while Hauptmann stands over her
jerking off.
The gentle aristocratic music is a mockery in the cacophany of the
chamber.
The nude soldiers laugh. Some of them wear their helmets and gun-belts.
The room stinks of mansweat and piss.
The men guzzle beer.
A soldier pisses on Helga¡¯s whipped back while she plays.
Kleinman stands over Katrina Wilhelm, looking at her hungrily.
¡°Go ahead,¡± Hauptmann tells him. ¡°Go ahead. Fuck the little tramp. Fuck
her good.¡±
Kleinman climbs on top of the piano. He rubs his balls on the
mind-blown teenager¡¯s face then he pulls her legs apart and gripping her
by the ankles sinks his cock into her.
Katrina gives out a weak, pitiful, heart-rending cry. Kleinman puts
his whole weight into her to fuck her. The Nazi can feel the vibrations
of the music through the young girl¡¯s body under him.
Schuller takes Katrina¡¯s pretty little head and goes up on tip-toes to
push his cock into her face. He chokes the teenage girl until she opens
her mouth then he stuffs his prick into it. He holds her nostrils
pinched shut so that the crucified victim is forced to suck him and
breathe at the same time while she is brutally and heartlessly fucked by
the other Nazi on top of her.
Helga¡¯s burned pussy bleeds on the piano bench.
The teenage girl bleeds on the piano lid.
Womanblood trickles to the floor of the torture chamber.
Rebecca Bergman is forced to swallow load after load of cum and then a
couple of the soldiers lay her on the ground and shit on her face. When
the thick, hot spunk and the wads of faeces choke her she passes out,
her mutilated body weak from the loss of blood, and she¡¯s left for dead
on the floor.
After Kleinman empties his balls on the teenage girl crucified on the
piano Schuller follows suit.
The soldier with the torch pushes the flame against the black
servant-woman¡¯s beefy, tortured ass-globes and she shrieks and babbles
almost tearing herself off the meathook in her tongue.
Two other soldiers are busy cutting Ada Goldman¡¯s nipples off her with
their bayonet knives.
Another soldier fucks Sarah Goldman¡¯s asshole with his knife until the
bitch nearly passes out.
The room is filled with the screams and gasps of the tortured women.
¡°You will tell me now,¡± Hauptmann whispers into Helga¡¯s ear.
She plays some wrong notes. She shakes her head no without looking at
him.
¡°You will tell me or the women will die...one by one...¡±
She hesitates...continues playing.
¡°Schuller!¡± Hauptmann barks.
¡°Yes, sir!¡± Schuller replies standing erect and naked at attention.
¡°Prepare to kill the Wilhelm girl.¡±
A smile of pleasure beams on Schuller¡¯s face.
¡°Yes, SIR, mein Commandant!¡±
He gets his Luger from his gun-belt on the chair near the piano.
He approaches the helplessly crucified teenager; he sees the cum he
emptied in her mouth dripping from her face on to the piano lid, white
jism on black wood.
Helga stops playing.
The room is suddenly silent as the men circle around the piano.
¡°Helga Schmidt,¡± Hauptmann growls. ¡°Will you tell me who your contact
in Switzerland is?¡±
She looks up at him.
He reaches down and takes the spiked ball from her mouth.
Blood and spit trickle down her neck.
She is trembling.
¡°Tell me or Katrina dies,¡± Hauptmann says softly.
¡°...I...c-can¡¯t...¡±
Schuller slides the long barrel of his Luger up Katrina¡¯s raped pussy
hole.
The girl moans weakly and turns to look at Helga.
¡°...pleease...¡± the teenager whispers faintly.
¡°...please..t-tell...him...T-tell him...w-what he w-wants to
know....pleease...¡±
Helga begins to sob.
The soldiers are jerking off.
¡°For the last time, Fraulein,¡± Hauptmann drones menacingly.
¡°...your contact in Switzerland...¡±
Helga sobs louder and shakes her head.
Hauptmann nods at Schuller.
Schuller licks his lips and pulls the trigger.
The explosion makes everyone jump. Katrina¡¯s scream is short and
choked. Her belly
rips open and her guts spatter the top of the piano and Helga¡¯s face,
shoulders and hands.
But the teenager does not die immediately. She stares wide-eyed and
gasping at Helga as if looking for salvation. Helga is screaming and
babbling and sobbing her hands up in the air.
Schuller unsheaths his gun from the dying teenager¡¯s cunt.
A burst of blood pops from the vaginal opening.
Katrina¡¯s body shivers uncontrollably, a quick racking spasm and she
gives out a rattling sigh, dying with her lovely green eyes staring at
Helga.
Some of the soldiers grunt and cum. One of them empties his cock on the
upside down faces of the Goldman females.
Helga topples off the piano bench and tries to crawl to the door
screaming.
Hauptmann follows after her, grabs the leash around her neck and pulls
her back.
¡°...The name of the contact in Switzerland, Fraulein!¡± he shouts
pulling the hapless blonde up on her feet.
¡°Or the Goldman girls get it next....Do you want their lives on your
conscience as well?¡±
¡°Ohhh God!!¡± Helga screams. ¡°Dear GOD!¡±
¡°THERE IS NO GOD HERE, PIG!¡± Hauptmann shouts and with all his strength
he drives his fist into the woman¡¯s sobbing face. The blow smashes her
back into the wall and she slides
down to the floor to huddle in a fetal position.
Hauptmann stands over her and kicks her over on her back.
He puts his booted foot on her throat.
¡°This is the last time I will ask you....Who is your contact in
Switzerland?¡±
She looks up at him now. The sobbing dies down. The pressure of his
boot on her throat is making it hard to breathe but she manages to form
the words.
¡°...H-Hans...Hans Brecht....¡±
There are whistles of surprise from the men.
Hauptmann smiles triumphantly.
¡°Ah,¡± he acknowledges lifting his boot off her throat. ¡°No wonder you
hesitated to reveal
the name, Fraulein. An important man such as Herr Brecht with
unquestionable party credentials...a traitor...I¡¯m sure the Fuehrer will
find this information most interesting...Now, get up...Get up, bitch.
Now, along with the others, you will be rewarded for your -
co-operation...¡±
The device is wheeled in.
Sarah Goldman is let down from her bondage and brought forward.
She is placed in a standing position in front of the wooden panel. Her
beaten, nipple-less breasts are pushed into the two apertures between
the double plank of plywood. The device is locked shut and a cord which
extends from the top, three feet above her captive boobs, is pulled down
and placed in her mouth.
She is told that if she releases the cord a blade inside the device
will slide down and slice her tits off.
Her hands are cuffed to the wooden posts that support the makeshift
device.
Now all the soldiers take turns fucking the bound woman, trying to
force her to release the cord. They thrust into her with all their
might gouging asshole and cunthole, fucking her for all she¡¯s worth.
Three of the soldiers empty themselves in her but she manages to hold on
to the cord.
Then Kleinman takes up a wooden stick crowned with steel spikes on one
end.
He stands behind Sarah Goldman and swings the weapon against the back
of her thighs.
The bitch grunts and her eyes roll wildly but she manages to hold on.
The fourth stroke of the barbed club however, delivered across both
tender kneehollows, finally forces her to release her grip as she gives
out a long and beautiful scream of woman-pain.
The blade finishes the scream slicing off her tits cleanly, the mounds
of bitch-meat falling to the floor at her feet.
The soldiers shout and jeer.
Sarah is released from the device and her crippled sister Ada is
brought to it.
Helga is forced to watch that sister¡¯s terrible mutilation, Ada
succumbing to the savage sex as she is fucked up her cut-up asshole and
letting go of the cord, passing out when her boobs are hacked off.
Ada is dragged away and the black servant-woman is brought to the
device screaming and babbling as the men laugh and taunt her.
With some difficulty her great scalpel-sliced, nipple-less boobs are
pushed into the
two guillotine holes, the device is locked and the cord is placed in her
fat-lipped mouth.
One soldier lays on the ground following Hauptmann¡¯s orders and Helga
is forced to straddle his prick in her burned-out cunt. Hauptmann then
slides his huge cock mercilessly into Helga¡¯s tight rectal passage and
while the Nordic blonde bitch is double fucked like an animal on all
fours the cruel torture of the black woman begins.
The black bitch takes ten violent rape-fucks and still manages to hold
on to the cord.
Schuller and Kleinman flog her back and legs savagely and the bitch
grunts and mewls but hangs on valiantly.
The men cheer on their commanders.
Grummer takes the hammer which was used to nail Rebecca Bergman to the
piano and he viciously slams the nigger-woman¡¯s feet with it. He smashes
the toes of her right foot one by one and while the men shout wildly he
begins on the left foot when suddenly the bitch shrieks with all the
energy left in her lungs.
The blade slices down and the black woman¡¯s tits spatter down on
Grummer.
The men laugh and make fun of him.
He laughs and picks up chunks of tit meat from the floor and throws it
at them.
Finally it is Helga Schmidts turn.
The black woman is hauled off and Helga is yanked up on her feet and
into the tit-slicer.
She looks beautiful bound to the terrible blood-covered planks.
All fifteen men in the room have a go at her.
She is wonderful, stoic, Aryan, taking the violent abuse without a
single sound. The men slam into her burned out pussy, into her
shit-hole, they smack her and hit her with their fists, they shout at
her, insult her, revile her, curse her. When Hauptmann takes his turn
he reminds her that she is responsible for the death of the Wilhelm girl
and that she will go to her grave with that on her conscience. He tells
her this as he slowly and viciously ass-rapes her. He reminds her she is
also responsible for the deaths of Delacroix and Brecht whom she has
betrayed. He grips her hips and sends his prick deep into her guts...He
calls her a worthless whore and a traitor...
When all the men have spent themselves on her the whippings begin.
Helga Schmidt is flogged bloody, clubbed senseless. She shudders and
kicks, grunts, gasps. One leg is broken. Two ribs.
But still she will not release the cord.
Then Hauptmann takes the hammer.
She sees him sit in front of her.
¡°You have the most beautiful hands, Fraulein...¡± he says softly.
She sees the hammer raised high.
Its shadow blocks the harsh light of the overhead bulb...then the light
stabs her eyes as the hammer descends.
The bones of her delicate hand shatter like glass.
Hauptmann swings the hammer again and again.
¡°Bitch! SLUT! WHORE!¡±
He breaks both hands, both wrists and as his blows move up her arm to
the elbow, her knees give out, she emits a strangled cry and her mouth
releases the cord.
Even after her tits drop to the ground at his feet, Commandant
Hauptmann goes on breaking the blonde bitch.
He breaks both her arms and is about to slam her head with the hammer
when he realizes she has passed out.
He begins to laugh hysterically. All the soldiers join him. Wild
laughter fills the room.
Outside, dawn has begun over Berlin.
Later the survivors will be driven to a labor camp in the outskirts of
the city.
In less than a week they will all be dead.
The End.
