Femdom Story: Stalag 7 – The hell on Earth – Chapter 4

Stalag 7 – The hell on Earth

Disclaimer

This Femdom story contain graphic description of extreme torture, murder, racism and forced sex. It is based on a Nazi extermination camp led by a sadistic woman.
It is just a fantasy fiction and I do not agree with Nazi ideals nor with racism against any people or religion.
If you don’t like this topic or really extreme torture or you’re underage in your country do not go further with the reading.

(Femdom, extreme, snuff, torture, racism, Nazi)

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Chapter 4 – A pleasant evening

Colonel von Evil was relaxing in her personal barrack. It had been a pleasant day, those men at the bistro were so scared and the killing of innocent people was so exciting. Arousing indeed. Her pussy was wet when she left the bistro but she had to take care of some minor issue when back at the camp, like order to use the kitchen leftovers as supplement for the prisoners meal so that there was less need for groceries supply. The sight of those bony prisoners made her always smiley.

She was sitting on an armchair sipping a glass of cognac listening to music from the phonograph. Her soft carpet was moaning softly as she added pressure on her sharp heels just to enjoy the sound. Colonel was stripped to just her leather black corset with suspenders and black seamed silk hose, her breast and pussy were naked. Her black slippers had very high and sharp heels hand made by a shoemaker under her expressed request. They were made to pierce or crush everything had the misfortune to be under her weight and the jew slave was under those heels but, lucky him, she was sat, at least until then. Eva von Evil was lying on the armchair with a cognac glass in her left hand, her legs spread showing a perfectly shaved pussy. Her right hand slowly caressed the outer labia, her eyes closed. She was enjoying the relaxing time mixing the music with the memory of her recent victims and the moans of pain from her slave caused by her heels screwed in the slave skin. After few minutes she couldn’t wait more and fucked her wet cunt with two fingers that became soon three. At the same time she pressed down her heels more to hear the slave moaning became screams. Eva von Evil was then finger fucking her cunt harder and harder rising her bottom from the armchair resting all her weight on her shoulder and her heels. The jew slave was then screaming and crying as the screwing heels dug their way in his skin to his ribs. Eva von Evil screamed too in a powerful orgasm squirting female juice all over her slave. The orgasm then softened but another climax followed and another and another. For five minutes Eva von Evil was in the ecstasy of a multiple orgasm while her slave was in the hell of agony her heels were giving him entering deeper and deeper in his body. Finally, the Colonel fell back in the armchair exhausted and breathless. After she had regained her normal breath, she raised her right foot. A scream came from the slave while the heel exited his body leaving a deep gaping hole. She looked at her heel that was covered in blood for a whole inch. Understanding what was just happened to her slave she laughed and raised the other foot making him scream again. Also the second heel was covered in blood as the first one. She laughed more, looked down to see the two holes. One was in between the ribs of the chest, the other near his belly button. Both were gaping and blood was flow freely. “It seem I’m ‘screwed’ you very well, am not I?” she laughed again at her joke. The she pushed both her heels in the slave mouth “Clean them from your red shit!” The jew slave sucked and licked the heels while tears were flowing from his eyes. Colonel von Evil was enjoying the view of degradation and misery she was imposing on the poor male under her feet. “Stop now!” she ordered and kicked him away from her “Go to the infirmary and make them close those holes, then come back and lick clean the floor from your blood. Run because I’m going to whip you five lashes with my bullwhip for each minute from now to when the floor will be perfectly clean. Move!” The slave got-up and rush out the door without a word. He knew too well it was better don’t argue with the Colonel if he would stay alive and save his family too.

Colonel Eva von Evil looked at the clock on her night table. The thought of whipping her slave without any real reason was tickling her pussy; she was becoming horny again. Colonel von Evil took the phone on the near desk and called the infirmary. “Nurse? This is Colonel von Evil speaking. A prisoner is coming to treat two wounds in his body. I want you cure him perfectly, take your time and don’t let him out until you finished your work. I’ll check him then. Clear? Good.” She hanged the phone and laughed for her evil joke.

Forty-two minutes later the slave was entering the door breathless for the run from the infirmary to the Colonel barrack. He fell on his knees and kneel down to lick the blood from the floor without a word. Colonel Eva von Evil was smiling; she knew very well that the blood on the floor then was curdled and difficult to clean from the hardwood. Her pussy was becoming wet just looking at the clock and see time passing. It needed five minutes to lick the floor clean. When he stopped Colonel von Evil got-up and checked the floor “Very well slave.” she looked then at the clock “Forty-seven minutes, that mean 235 lashes from my bullwhip. That’s obviously to you and to all your family.” “What? But Mistress, I obeyed at my best. Please.” “All rounded up at 300 because your objection. Do you have still something to say?” he looked at her shocked but said nothing and shook his head “Well, another hundred added because you didn’t thank me. Now are 400 to you and same to all members of your family. Now thank me slave!” The man was crying and Colonel von Evil was enjoying the view of the misery in his face. The jew bent down and kissed the nylon covered feet of his tormentor “Thank you Mistress.” “Good boy. See how easy is make me happy?” she told him with charming voice. Then suddenly and without any warning she kicked his face full force. The slave flew on his back and covered his face with both hands screaming in pain. As in the Colonel intention the tip of her hard slippers sole hit his nose and broken it. She laughed at the jew moans of pain. “Well? I’m waiting.” She said tapping her left sole on the floor looking at him with a cruel smile on her pretty face. The slave raised back up on his knees and moved back to his Mistress feet but before he could kiss them and thank her she kicked him again. This time her powerful kick landed on his mouth splitting his lips and breaking two front teeth. Again the Colonel laugh filled the room while her slave hands were covering his own mouth. Both nose and mouth were bleeding profusely now for the Colonel delight. The evil woman moved to near his head and started a rain of stomps on his poor face. “You fucking jew! How you dare to try to soil my feet with your dirty blood. You bloody piece of shit!” She shouted to him but there was no anger in her, there was only pure sadism. She was grinning an evil grin while the half-inch high hard sole of her right slipper was hitting the slave face again and again. He tried to cover his face with hands but that leaded only to some broken fingers before she stopped and ordered him to uncover. “Hands away slave or I’ll use my heel instead. Can you imagine the damage then? Can you imagine my heel piercing your eyes and go in deep to your brain? Move those fucking hands away or I’ll kill you with my heels and after that I’ll order my soldier to rape your wife and your daughter before kill them with all the rest of your family!” He was in total disbelief. How a person could be so evil? But there’s no point in ask for mercy or disobey her because he knew that could lead only to the worst or, more likely, to death. So he forced himself to move his hands away from the face and down to the floor at his sides. His Mistress grins at her own power over that man. “From now on you will never try to cover yourself from my blows. Every time you will try, one member of your family will die. Clear?” “Yes. Mistress.” he replied with eyes full of tears. “Good. Let’s make a try.” and with that she kicked him in the head repeatedly. Her blows struck his face, then his ear, then the back of his head depending how the previous blow had moved it. In some way the slave managed to stay still under the brutal beating. “Hands over your head.” the Colonel von Evil ordered. He obeyed and raised his arms above his head while his Mistress moved a step aside near his torso. Without a word, she started again a brutal kicking to the slave ribs. He screamed and cried but stayed still despite the pain caused by the breaking of his ribs. Herrin von Evil was in a brutal violence paroxysm. Her eyes were wide open, her lips curved in an evil grin, her face showing a total focus on the body she was destroying. The only thing in her mind was the will to cause as much pain and damages as she can. Pain alone was not enough for her sadism. After a time that seemed endless to the jew slave, Colonel von Evil became exhausted and stopped. She looked down to him. His face was covered in blood, his chest was black and blue on the side she was kicking and bumps on the skin were showing some of the ribs breaks. She spread her legs and finger fucked her pussy with three fingers deep and fast. In few seconds she reached a second powerful orgasm and squirted all over the beaten man. Colonel von Evil moved back to her armchair and sat. Her slave looked at her, he knew what was expected for him to do but it was so hard to just breath with his ribs broken. Colonel von Evil was looking at him waiting. He tried with all his will and in some way managed to crawl to his Mistress feet. Colonel von Evil then raised her feet and rested them on the slave back triumphant, her slave was really broken now, his will was focused on remember orders and obey even despite broken bones. “Good slave. I see you remember where your place is. But don’t think I forgot about your 400 lashes.” He sobs and that made her laugh again.

Later that evening all the Stalag 7 was listening at a very long series of whip cracks and agonizing screams coming from the Colonel barrack.

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