Viva la Resistance!(WWII-era Paris)

Michelle Devereaux the name meant nothing to him but that didn't mean Camille was lying still she had answered very easily ....too easily ...it could be that there were no other names to give but then if there were more he wanted them.

"Good " the first guard tensed and as he withdrew his penis lost its potency, the next guard took over and started pumping her ...he keep going for just a few minutes and when he two tensed his cum overflowed out of Camilles cunt.

Erik grabbed a towel and tossed it to the guard "Clean her up a bit and get Helga here " he looked at the first guard "get that first boy in here"

Helga arrived and he handed her a sheet with Camilles name and this Michelle Devereaux on it there was also a written instruction if she should find this prisoner.

As Helga left the first boy walked in he looked anywhere but at Camille or his hard cock that stuck out of his uniform...he was very red in the face

"Well go on its french pussy very good french pussy " Erik barked out a rough command

The boy nodded and climbed on to the bed he leaned in close to Camille and said very quietly in accented French "I'm sorry...I wish I could help"

"Go on" The command was barked out the laughter of a few in the queue could be heard

The Boy insert his cock into Camille wet pussy and became to do what was natural , but as he moved closer to Camille he said with tears in eyes "I'm sorry I'm so sorry" the nerves in his voice counter the stiffness of his cock.
 
This boy was different -- his actions were the same, but his voice and eyes showed remorse. He was young, too, much younger than any of the others Camille had seen so far.

Helga left with Michelle's name, and Camille felt a pang for betraying her friend. Still, even if she could not get word back to the Resistance group at the university, the jailbreak would go on as planned and the three students in prison would escape, free. Michelle was the only girl. Camille shuddered to think of what would happen to her, or what had already happened.

The boy was whispering to her in heavily accented French, and Camille could only choke out a "Merci" before Krieger shouted at him, and she heard the laughter of several men. How long would this go on? Although she'd come when Krieger had fucked her on his office floor, she could feel another orgasm building slowly inside her. The boy was gentler than the others, although he never touched her, keeping his hands stiffly beside her head as he moved over her.

Within a few minutes, he began to tremble, pushing further inside her as sweat slicked his forehead. He looked guilty,and dropped his eyes from Camille's.
 
Karl couldn't believe this was happening, any other day he would, if he had the courage wanted to be with this woman to hold her chat about family and his hopes and dreams, she was very beautiful and a small part of him was glad that he was fucking her for in his heart he knew even if she had been German that a woman like her would have no interest in him .

He'd hoped his first time would be with someone who loved him someone who cared not a young woman tied to a bed waiting for a line of men to fuck her watched by his commander.

He was upset , upset for him and for her maybe if he could rescue her and take her to Switzerland she'd be grateful and give herself freely to him but that was a nonsense hope and so he moved inside her , feeling her body tense without knowing why .

He also felt his body tense and knew that he was about to cum he hoped and prayed that someday he'd find a way to gain her forgiveness ...thou how could anyone forgive this.
 
Camille felt the boy's cum splash inside her, and saw his face burning bright red in guilt or embarrassment. He was shaking. She didn't know what to do -- she felt a strong urge to comfort him, for all that he was a German and she was the one cuffed to the bed.

"What's your name?" she whispered in French, low in his ear.

"K-Karl," he stammered.

"Camille," she whispered back.

He met her eyes, surprised. He reached up to touch her hair, but stopped short.
 
Erik watched dispassionately and then a small smile touched his mouth he'd set these two up again but for now ...."Next" he yelled and the boy Karl moved of the bed he looked at Camille now his face red tears in his eyes he mouth "I'm sorry Camille" and the the boy ran

To be replaced by a big strapping lad with a huge dick which was very hard and erect , Erik watched as the newcomer climbed on the bed and inserted his cock in her open pussy ...this one was full of energy.

Helga came back and wisphered something in his ear , Erik nodded and the women left

"So Camille it appears Michelle did not arrive alone in my jail do you give me the information on who see was arrested with or shall I wait until Helga finds it in our files"...it was a guess a bluff in as much as he had no idea if this Michelle had arrived with others but if she had he would find out in an hour or two at most....and he had all day....all week if need be
 
Camille could hardly think as the next soldier pounded into her. He laughed, a low rolling sound, as she bounced on the bed, impaled on his huge prick.

Krieger asked something about his prisoners, but the man on top of her was squeezing both her breasts in his large hands, and she could feel her rising orgasm within her.

"That's the way you like it, isn't it?" the soldier muttered in German. Camille couldn't answer; she was groaning, swept on a wave of unwilling arousal. Her pussy contracted around his giant cock, milking it even as he rode her. He tweaked her nipples, and she gasped through her haze. He laughed again, and reached his hand down to feel her cum dripping around his member. Camille gasped as his fingers brushed her sensitive clit. He continued to fuck her roughly through the pulsing of her orgasm, until Camille could barely see, barely breathe. She lay gasping while the soldier continued to pound her into the mattress. Her chest heaved with every breath.
 
Krieger watched has the big man shot his load in her as he pulled out his still hard cock juices flowed out of Camille's pussy

"Take the towel and clean her up" the young man need as he was told and tend looked at his commander

"Sir I could do her again if you like I can go for hours"

Erik smiled "I'm sure you can if you want you can go to the end of the line and the next time you get called in you can fuck her for as long as you like"

The young guard nodded and walked out his boosts could be heard clearly Erik hoped Camille could hear them.

As the next young lad came in Erik re-asked his question "Since you're enjoying yourself so much Camille I'll repeat the question ...Give me the names of the people Michelle was arrested with...you can consider the answer while our young friend fucks you"

And with that the next guard inserted his firm cock in her and began to pump slowly but surely, while his mouth sucked one of her breasts and his fingers flicked at the nipple on the other breast.
 
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