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Blackmailed by the SS (closed for Destind and PP01):

Angelina Devereuax
5'6"

Black hair that stops short rests on her shoulders and curls under and along her face to rest against her cheeks. A beret rests jauntily on her head. Dark black eyes stare out at the world curiously as she watches her world crumble under the bombs. War torn Paris was still a beautiful place to be. I had been raised here with all the delights of a child I learned about my heritage.
I was currently wearing a black torso hugging top that was tucked into a blue silk pencil skirt. The outfit complimented the hourglass figure. No stockings were worn her legs were long and lean and free of hair. A pair of stiletto heels arched her calves and made her stand taller.

The man she was going to meet was no one of importance to her. Her mentor was being watched and closely for restitance activity. He had begged her to go to the meeting and she wwas accepted as a substitute. The request by the man she was going to meet had been a little personal but her she was standing at the door to a house that had once belonged to a prominent newspaper man. The ornate door swung open by an officer made her duck her head a bit. The outfit she wore although a normal thing for her was slightly altered underneath. The night was chilled and my nipples were hard as rocks and pressed against the tigh fabric of the tight black top.

When the officer opened the door I could see his eyes immediately go to my chest and the blush that rose to my cheeks could barely be hidden. I stuttered out ," Colonel Von Essen requested I attend to him this evening."

The click of the heels like a gunshot in the large foyer of the manse made me jump and then he was gone wothout a word presumably to announce me to the heretofore mentioned Colonel.
 
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Orderly:

The door opens again and the blonde man in the forbidding black SS uniform say, " Come fraulein. The Colonel awaits you in his study."

When you're through the door it's closed and locked behind you with a sound of finality then he leads you to open sliding doors and annouces you, "Sir, the fraulein."

When you step into the book lined study the doors close behind you. A fire is burning in a large fireplace and the only light comes from that and a lamp on a desk with a man in SS black sits. He's broad shouldered but his fitted uniform shows a whipcord lean body.

His blonde/grey hair is cut short, but not cropped to his skull as the orderly's had been.

He looks up at you and his pale blue eyes rake over your trim body then he looks into your eyes and speaks for the first time," You are Angelina Devereuax ist this correct?"
 
The meeting begins...

As I was led into the study my hands slick with sweat slid along my waist and I dropped them back behind my ass and walked slowly along.

The ordely was frightening she could just well imagine the man she was going to meet.

There he was a blonde Devil and the fireplace the gates to the hell he controlled. When he looked at me raking those eyes long my form I felt a thrill of fear shiver down my spine. But I stood my ground as I moved a step closer to the desk and chewed my lip.

When he spoke his voice was as I expected it to be authoritative and cold. I angled my head and I am sure he could see the sarcastic remark that I bit back as I merely nodded and glared at him. I wasn't here to beg I was here instead of the shopkeeper to help. I had no idea how I was going to do this as I was niot aware why he was being watched to hard.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Then you are now mine French slut. From this instant on I own you body and soul," he says as he rises and stands looking down at you from his 6+ feet height.

"So long as you obey me instantly and as perfectly as you can the shopkeeper and you will remain out of Gestapo hands. Disobey and they will torture the identity of your Resistance cell out of you both, all will be tortured and broken then shot in public as examples of what happens to those who oppose the Reich.
"Shot while bound naked to posts in public so all can see the effects of the Gestapo's methods and what will be their fate should they resist.
"Try to flee orescape your fate, which you can't do, and you'll be screaming before you understand why. That old storekeeper will be along side of your howling in agony as he too is tortured as you watch.
"Is all of this very clear to you French bitch?"
 
I stood like a statue as he made his threats. I knew what I was doing was right the bastards didn't deserve to be in Paris. I lifted my head and glared at him and as he stood, I gritted my teeth.

When he spoke in his bourgeois french and I cringe at each clipped word.

"You Monsieur have a high opinion of yourself. Liek I would participate in the resistance. You must be mad to think that the poor old man could in anyway be part of it as well. " Her tone was sarcastic her eyes flashed fire as she remained her hands behind her back. Her voice never wavered as she spoke and she remained with her head held high.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Very well. I don't care to banter words or argue.
"As you have apparently decided not to obey I'll have my orderly call the Gestapo and they can get the information they want from you and I'll find another for my pleasures instead," he says as he reaches for the handset of the telephone on his desk but doens't take his eyes off of yours.
 
Fear...

"WAIT!" A hand comes up and she moves across the room to stand beside you. Her jasmine scent fills the senses as she looks up into your blue eyes. They are hard as steel and she shivers you can feel it in her hand. "Please?" SHe chokes out the last word even as she tries to make you recradle the phone.

"Why are you doing this? We have't done anything.... Please just let us be?" Her voice is soft her eyes meeting yours as she pleads. Gone is the haunty woman, and now before you is a barely 20 year old girl with fear in her eyes as she continues to look at you.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Why? Because I saw you I need a sexual outlet and chose you to be it.
"Because I had you followed and know your involvment in the Resisitance that's fated to fail.
"Because I know how you feel about that old shopkeeper.
"Because if you don't submit to my will and all of my desires that old man will scream his last as you watch and listen and then you're screams will begin.
"Because I have the power over you and I want you French slut, that's why."

He stands watching as it all sinks in sees what shows in your eyes then says, "Now you will undress for me my lil sex slave. You will show me the body I now own and may use in any way I wish, with your cooperation of course.
"Lack of cooperation will bring pain and if uncooperative enough to an old man not just to you."
 
resistance is futile.....

I could resist, how could I?

He had me where he wanted me and more then likely so many others. Pierre would tell, I knew he would but by then would it be too late?

I closed my eyes and released his hand. Moving towards the fire its blaze couldn't warm the chill that was sliding through my body now. I slid off my hat and let it drop onto the nearest piece of funiture a chair. My back still to the man that now claimed he 'owned' me, I began to undress. The scraf at my neck fluttered to the floor and then came my top, tugged from the tight grip of the skirt I slowly lifted it up and over my body. I had worn a under the bust corset that hugged my tiny waist and lifted my breasts up but did not cover the nipples as requested. My hands went behind me and I slowly slid the zipper down and let the skirt pool at my feet. No stocking no need for a garter and I stood now only waering the corset my back still to the man behind me at the desk and I slowly turned around to face him. The flush of the fire's heat hiding my blush as I lifted my head up and looked him dead on and waited....
 
Col. von Essen:

He stood watching as she obeyed his commands and when, once in nothing but her corset she turned to him, he smiled as his eyes took in what was now for any use he chose.

It was time to instill her place with him, to humiliate her and show her how little choices she had in what she'd do for him at his instruction.

"Sit on the chair facing me with your legs wide apart. Wide enough apart that the tension in them spreads your shaved pussy lips open.
"Let me see the pussy and cunt, the asshole I now own slave.
"Do it now," he says as he sits down on his swivel desk chair again.
 
Angelina Devereaux

Why is he doing this? For the millionth time that thought crossed my mind. Because he can. The thought was answered by me.

I moved unsteadily towards the chair near the fire and sat on the edge of its warmed by the fire edge. It felt like liquid lava it was so hot against my skin. But not as hot as his eyes were on me. I could feel them boring into my skin as I sat there. MY skin was beginning to glow a bit from the heat of the blazing fire but still it didn't warm my cold soul.

I was in hell and Lucifer sat in a swivel chair his minions just a phone call away to make me scream for my sins. I slowly spread my legs wider and exposed myself to him. It is true the french love to make love and they are not shy about sexuality, but this wasn't sex, this was about making me feel humiliated and he did it well.

Finally my legs well apart my sex completely exposed to him I slid my hands along the arms of the chair and gripped them wide as I lifted my eyes to his once more. The glare in them evident even in the dim light.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Das ist goot.
"Good, my pet slut. Now show your Master what a good slut you can be for him.
"Play with yourself. Arouse yourself until I can see the juices oozing from your French cunt."

He watches your eyes, your face as he's spoken and smiles inwardly as he sees you cringe at his instructions, but your resignation as the white knuckled grip on the armrests is relaxed and one hand moves to your nipples the other to your shaved pussy.
 
I closed my eyes at his gutteral accent reminding me more and more that he was not just the conqueror of paris but now of me alone. How many had he done this too, would I be the last. Once he was done with me...waht then would I be released?

A million thoughts ran through my head even as I obeyed his commands to pleasure myself before him. Thank the gawds the fire was so hot and could hide my body mostly the flames danced sending the rippling light along my body.

I played one hand along my nipples and hardened them once more as he watched me. I leaned back a bit in the chair and made myself comfortable. If I was going to have to obey him I would do it in such a way that he couldn't fault. He hadn't said I couldn't lay back, I would teach him he would need to be PRECISE in all his details.

My fingers slid along my sex and slowly parted the lips for him to watch as my fingers began to play along my clit. It swelled as I knew how to pleasure myself. What woman didn't know at my age.... masturbation was not something new. But this was...having him watch as I played my fingers along my body.

My lips parted my head leaned back and he was soon forgotten as I began to enjoy this.... this feeling of delicious exctacy. My hips lifted my eyes were still closed and a soft moan escaped my mouth as I rubbed at my clit and dove my fingers into my hot slick sex.
 
Col. von Essen:

When my new slut was lost in the pleasure she was giving herself he rose silently and freed his rock hard manhood from the confines of his uniform.

Now free it quickly swelled to it's full size and thickness as he stroked it while watching her hands and fingers as he silently approached her until he stood over her watching how she played with herself for me to watch.

When she moaned out her pleasure he closed the small remaining distance and pushed the large head of his manhood between her parted lips and began fucking her mouth as he said quietly, "Lick and suck me slut. Use your mouth to fuck my cock until I've filled your mouth with my sperm then drink it all.
"You'll be punished for every drop that you miss swallowing, And don't stop what you're doing to yourself either slut.
"You will climax when I do not before and you Will Climax if you don't wish punishment. My fingers will check so do not try to fool me."
 
Angelina Devereaux

I was so lost in the pleasure I was giving to myself I couldn't contain my monas and sighs. It was all I could do to not cry out.

I didn't see him walk closer I didnt' feel him either, so intense was I in what I was doing I had totally forgotten about him. That is until his cock filled my mouth and I almost gagged on the thick hard head in my mouth. My eyes shot open my hand paused in their ministratiosn and as close as I was to cumming I didn't. His cock was in my mouth. I swallows involuntarily and the throat muscles clenched around the head of his cock.

AS he spoke And bade me to continue or feel pain....always the threats. He knew perhaps that was the only way he could get me to do things, or maybe he just didn't care. I wasn't anything but a convienent vessel for his lusts and he didn't care.

My mouth was hot and tight around his cock and my fingers were bringing me back to the pitch of my climax again quickly.
 
Col von Essen:

"Lick and suck as you fuck me with your mouth slut," he says again as his hips move fucking your mouth and watching you as well as his cock as it slides in and out between your pursed lips.
 
Angelina Devereaux

I continued to obey his commands. Tears stung my eyes as I began to pleasure him as I pleasured myself.

What are you doing? He is the enemy. My mind screamed even as I slid my tongue along the tip of his cock and slowly pressed the tip of it into the dip at the top and rubbed it into it wiggling my tongue before slowly fucking my mouth with his cock once more.

My moans vibrated him in my hot wet mouth as I continued to slide my fingers in and out of my tight cunt.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Yessss, like that my slut. Just that way," he moans out as fingertips of one hand stroke your hollowed cheeks and the fingertips of his other hand stoke the tops of your lush, firm breasts so well supported and displayed by the corset.

"When I cum in your cocksucking mouth you too may cum my slut."
 
Angelina Devereaux

I shivered in my seat as I rubbed at my clit and took my other hand to rub at his balls slowly. His cock in my mouth was so hard and thick and there I was sucking and licking it as if he were a lover that deserved to be pleased. Not my conqueror and not my Master.

I opened my eyes as he stroked my cheeks and I moaned softly around his cock once more swallowing around the tip as I continued to fuck my mouth along his cock. My tongue slid along the tip of his cock again as I pleasure him and myself to cum when he did.
 
Col. von Essen:

"From now on you're mine Angelina and will be with me when ever I'm at home.
"If you need I'll be sure your employer allows you to leave as necessary.
"You will always be here and ready to greet me on my arrival, which is usually at 6PM each evening precisely.
"You're so good at cocksucking I'll find that a good way to end the workday and begin our evenings together," he says still stroking your face and breast tops and moving in time to you fucking your mouth and making small sounds of pleasure as you begin to fondle his balls.
 
Angelina Devereaux

He spoke with such a cold sound in his voice. He was no man, he couldn't be...

To be able to command me to do things for him even as I was pleasuring his cock. I fondled his balls and the tears still slid along my cheeks mingling with teh saliva I was applying to his cock.

My one hand still played along my cunt and clit rubbing it as I moaned around his cock once more. I closed my eyes finally as I was forced fed his cock still. The light from the fire still danced along my skin and his face. Sending his face leaping out at me when a particularly bright light hit his features.

I saw all of this as I reopened my eyes and watched him moan.
 
Col. von Essen:

"Squeeze slut, but not to hard or else," he says as he fucks into your mouth faster, more urgently and his hand begins to close on and squeeze a breast in reaction to the intense pleasure you're giving his cock.
 
Angelina Devereaux

I squeezed his cock but not hard as I continued to stroke him with my mouth. My hand was working my clit harder and faster now. I was getting close and I could feel his hips moving more urgently gagging me a bit with his length and breadth.

I closed my eyes and moans once more as I felt my cunt clench I was sooo damn close and I was trying hard to hold back as I stroked his cock in my mouth. I ran the tip of my tongue along the tip of his cock once more and stroked the hole at the end of his cock with my tongue digging in a little bit as I did so .
 
Col. von Essen:

"Yesss my slut. Suck your Master's cock slave and drink his cum," he growls as the first stream of hot, thick cum shoots into your mouth, your squeezing hand giving it more force as it spews out.
 
The first hot drink....

I heard him before I felt it.

The thick hot cum that erupted into my mouth was salty and thick it clung to my tongue and slid down my throat. I opened my mouth to let him watch as the pearls of his seed shot into my pink hot waiting mouth.

My eyes closed and a choked scream filled the room as I came right along with him.

MY body shook with the force of it and I continued to suck his cock dry and stroke it as I came not wanting to be punished for not taking all of his sperm into my mouth and down into my stomach.
 
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