Femdom Story: Stalag 7 – The hell on Earth – Chapter 5

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 5 – A whole family

Colonel Von Evil was in her office looking at new despatches from Berlin. As usual, she was wearing a leather uniform. This one was made under specific request of the Colonel to increase her naturally gorgeous body to a breath-taking perfection. Under her black leather jacket there was a white silk waisted blouse that emphasize her breast and the usual black tie. Her legs were sheathed in a second skin-tight pants made of soft black kidskin leather and black leather knee-high boots with very thin high heels. Also her hands were gloved in black kidskin leather. Her leather cap was laid down on the desk so that who enter the office could see the skull on it, a clear warning of extreme danger.

Colonel von Evil’s face was concerned then it changed to amused and then to excited. The Colonel grabbed the phone with an evil grin on her angelic face. “Send me Major Schulz!” she ordered to who answered without waiting for him to replay and his presentation and then she hung the phone. After a minute Major Schulz, the second in command of Stalag 7, knocked at the door. “Come in!” she answered. Major Schulz entered the door and clicked his heels while extended his arm in the Roman salute. “Heil Hitler herrin Colonel” he greet and then he looked for just a second to the naked slave under the Colonel desk used as a footstool. Slave’s body was covered in dry blood, pain contorted his face and a ball gag was sealing his mouth. Major Schulz couldn’t know about the broken ribs that sent waves of pure agony every time Colonel von Evil just move a foot on his back. Colonel on the other hand knew it very well and enjoyed every single muffled scream coming from her slave. “Major,“ she started “I’ve just received a new dispatch from Berlin. It inform me about some new laws concerning the Aryan race protection. Our Fuhrer want to remove every bit of filth from the whole humankind. So we have some new orders about who have to be “removed” from the human race. As we are in charge of this province, we had order to proceed in this “cleaning” process for this territory. Every person with mental disease or retarded or with genetic deformations must be taken here. A friend of mine, Doctor Pauline Kneissler, will arrive on Monday for “take care” of them and to direct some experiment.” Major Schulz was standing at attention in front of the Colonel desk trying to focus on what the Colonel was telling him despite the muffled moans and sobs were coming from below. “Something wrong, major?” Colonel von Evil asked with a knowing smirk on her lovely lips while pushed one of her sharp boots heels in the slave chest. A muffled scream filled the room. “No, herrin Colonel. Nothing wrong.” was the nervous Major answer. He was a Major of Wehrmacht and SS officers always made him nervous. Colonel von Evil more than anyone else. Her sadism and total disregards of human rights added to the power gave to her by SS high rank and government connections made her the most deadly person he had met in his life. “Good. For a moment I thought you were not at easy with some jew scumbag lament. That would make me little upset, if you understand what I mean.” Another muffled yell of pain came from under the desk. Colonel was screwing her sharp heel in her slave broken ribs while stared at the major sweating face. He tried to stay calm and not to show compassion for the poor tortured man. Colonel von Evil knew very well what major Schulz was thinking and she was enjoying the fear in his eyes, a very justified fear. “Now… We will have a lot more prisoners to store in the camp. I want the two bunks beds of prisoners barracks build up to four bunks each so we can double up our camp capacity with little effort. This will give us enough space for the new prisoners. Then I want this camp to grow up in prestige inside the Reich. I’m going to ask Berlin to send more prisoners to Stalag 7. I want all prisoners at work to build new barracks, women and children included. Kapòs have to be equipped with crops and they must use them constantly. Who stop for any reason will be executed on the spot. I want this camp capacity built up to 3000 units in a month. This mean we need also to accommodate 150 soldiers. All clear?” “Yes, herrin Colonel. I’ll need the help of someone from Engineers Corp to direct the works.” “No problem. I’ll call the French Operation Centre and you will have your help in no time. Something more?” “No, herrin Colonel.” “Good. Don’t let me down!” The warning made Major Schulz feel a shiver down his spine. He clicked his heels and turned to the door. “Oh, major. Make me a favour. Tell lieutenant Scmidth I want the whole family of this scumbag under my desk ready for a punishment session. I’ll be there in half an hour.” Muffled pleas came from under Colonel feet. Staring at the Major she stomped down hard her right boot changing the unintelligible pleas in screams. “Problems, Major?” “No herrin Colonel. I’ll tell him.” “Now you’re dismissed.” She told then stressing the word ‘now’. Major Schulz saw his mistake and felt another shiver down his spine; better to make no more mistakes with her he thought.

Half an hour later Colonel von Evil was entering the punishment barrack. It had been built under her instructions and equipped with lots of torture stocks and every kind of wicked tools. Four people were hanging by their wrists tied to chains that were passing into pulleys fixed on the ceiling and wound on different reels. The four people had their feet at a half yard from the floor so all their weight were supported by the wrists locked in metal shackles. Blood rivulets were already flowing from the cut wrists down the arms. The four bodies were naked, head shaved and unbelievably skinny. Three of four were female of different ages, one was very young, one was middle aged and one was old like the only male. Colonel von Evil stood in front of the prisoners with her hands grabbing the crop behind her back. She stared to the bodies few seconds with a wicked smile. “Lieutenant, your report.” asked to the near officer without move her eyes from the helpless victims flavouring her total power over them. The officer was still on the attention with his arm up straight. “Yes, herrin Colonel.” answered him lowering his arm. “Those are the family of your personal servant…” “Slave!” she corrected him in a hard tone “Hem… yes… slave. The oldest are his parents then there’s his wife and his daughter. She’s just fifteen, herrin Colonel.” he added with a compassionate tone. Colonel von Evil looked to the young officer with an ice-cold gaze. “She’s a jew and that mean she’s no more than a worm we must crush under our boots soles.” she told him in a scaring tone “Isn’t her?” Lieutenant Schmidt’s face turn white for fear “Yes, Colonel von Evil. You’re right Colonel.” “And… who think different from this is a traitor and should be executed on the spot, isn’t he?” Now Lieutenant Scmidth knees were shaking “Y-yes, herrin C-Colonel.” he stammered. Colonel von Evil’s expression was calm but her gaze were showing anger. Right in that moment two soldiers entered the barrack holding a prisoner up by his arms as he was clearly unable to walk. Colonel von Evil turned to him “Well, well, well. Here my beloved slave.” she smiled to the prisoner. “Sit him there.” Colonel gloved hand pointed to a chair positioned in front of the hanging bodies. As soon as her slave was sitting, he raised his head and the scene shocked him. His mouth hanged open, his face were incredulous then desperate and his eyes filled with tears. Colonel von Evil was staring at him and his deep desperation filled her with warm waves of pleasure. Her pussy started becoming wet at the idea of how wicked and twisted was what she was about to perpetrate to him and his family. “Please Colo…” her slave couldn’t finish his plea of mercy, a soldier hit him right in the stomach with the rifle butt. “Noo… dad… leave him alone!” the young girl shout. A female kapò strike her back with a truncheon from behind making the girl scream in pain. “Slave,” the Colonel addressed the prisoner on the chair near her as if she hadn’t noticed the girl and what happened to her “I told you about your family have to suffer your same punishment, haven’t I? So now shut up and watch!” then she turned to the four kapòs behind each family member of her slave “Four hundred lashes each! If I see someone holding back then there will be someone else to be punished.” then to lieutenant Scmidth “And you are going to whip the girl.” The lieutenant lowered his eyes and move behind the girl taking the bullwhip from the kapò hands, knowing too well that complains would take him to death for sure. The whipping started and screams and cries filled the barrack and could be hear from all the Stalag 7. No one in the barrack felt pity for the prisoners but the lieutenant that had to force himself in hit that young girl. His eyes moved from the screaming naked girl and the wicked black leather coated woman. Colonel von Evil’s eyes were filled with lust, her tongue were licking her upper lip, she was clearly sexual aroused from the torture. That image explained him so much about the Colonel and about how she was leading the camp. Right in that moment the Colonel gaze moved on him and became ominous. The lieutenant felt in danger so decided to focus on the whipping and he hardened his heart against the poor girl screams and pleas of mercy. The whipping was intended to cause as much damage as possible more than just punish prisoners. Lashes were given about one every four or five seconds and after about five minutes all the bodies were covered in blood. Colonel von Evil’s slave were crying looking to his family being tortured without mercy. His agony just add spice on the pure pleasure Colonel von Evil was feeling. Her leather pants crotch were soaked in pussy juices. Near the three hundreds lashes the two older prisoners stopped shaking and screaming after each blow. Colonel von Evil raised a gloved hand to stop the whipping. With a gesture of the hand she sent two soldier to check the prisoners’ state. “Both expired, herrin Colonel” was the response. A wave of pure ecstasy reached her cunt and she closed her eyes in a silent but very clear orgasm. The scream of agony of her slave made it stronger. No one else dared to talk and the other two women hanging in front of her were just barely awake and too weak to do more than moan in pain. When the orgasm subsided, Colonel von Evil opened her eyes with a satisfied smile. “Well, well. It seem these two useless jews did the only one right thing a jew can do… die. Now, how many lashes were left for them?” she asked the two kapòs that were whipping the dead prisoners. “A hundred fifteen, herrin Colonel.” answered the first one. “A hundred one” said the second. “Good. Round them to a hundred twenty and add them to the count of the other two prisoners” she ordered “so the count have to be to five hundred twenty each.” Her slave can’t believe what he was hearing “Nooo… please… you will kill them too. Stop it please.” A soldier was going to hit him again with his rifle butt on his head but Colonel von Evil stopped him raising a hand. “And is this a problem, slave? You and your family are just fucking jews so why I should spare any of you?” She moved in front of him. “Then? I’m waiting.” “We are human like you, please have mercy.” Colonel von Evil felt her anger raise and backhand him with a closed gloved fist on his mouth. “How you dare, you piece of shit! How you can say you’re like me or define jews humans? Jews are just scum; jews are nature garbage; jews are just insects that soil my boots soles when I crush them!” She then grab him by his hair and pull his head down while rise her leather covered knee to strike his face full force. She repeat it again and again reducing his nose to mush and breaking his jaw. Then she let go his head leaving him bent forward in pain, she made a step backward and kick his face. Her pointed boot toe landed in his left eye reducing the eyeball into pulp. He fainted but just for few seconds as a kapò was ready with smelling salt as always during punishment sessions. As he revived Colonel von Evil grabbed his hair to raise his head while she bend over to whisper in his face “Now piece of shit, as I’m a very good person I’m going to let you chose who will have all the lashes left. You can chose between your wife and your daughter. If I’m right the total count of lashed left are about four hundred fifty. That mean whomever you chose will not survive. I’ll give you a whole minute to decide then if you don’t give me an answer both of them will have the total amount of lashes.” She then stood and looked at her wristwatch. The prisoner looked to his wife and daughter; he understood that if one of them have a chance of survive and maybe see the end of the war that was his young daughter. He looked to his wife and see in her eyes she thought that too and with a nod of her head she approve and forgive him for what he was going to do. But that decision was hurting his soul so much that his face contorted to a pure agony expression. Colonel von Evil was looking at her watch and at his face, what she read on it made her pussy wet again. Using her unlimited power over those helpless worms in such an evil fashion made her so hot. “Time expired! Talk! What’s your choice?” He talked as if words were heavy like stones. “My wife… Please forgive me Miriam.” He cried. Colonel von Evil slapped his face hard “I’m the only one who can ‘forgive’ here, you stupid jew!” and with that she backhand him again. The hit took him near faint again because the broken jaw but the kapò with smelling salt was ready. “Now that things are clear I can keep my promise. Your daughter will be not whipped anymore.” she then extract her Luger and shot the girl in the stomach. “Nooooo….” her slave shout while Colonel von Evil shot the girl a second time then a third without killing her on purpose. The girl vomited blood; her eyes were wide open in a shocked and incredulous expression. Colonel von Evil laughed and shot the girl belly two time more before the girl finally died. Colonel von Evil was taken again to climax by her own wickedness and the image of that innocent young girl corpse covered in blood just because her will. Again there was silence while she was enjoying her orgasm, the only noise were her slave sobs of desperation. When her eyes opened again she turned to her slave “I don’t need broken toys.” and with that she shot him in the head. Then she turn to the kapò behind the last living female prisoner. “I did a promise and I have only one word. Give her all the remaining lashes then if she’s still alive shoot her in the head. Lieutenant…” she turned to the young officer “I’m not happy about your softness with prisoners.” He stared to her black gloved hands changing the bullets magazine in her Luger. She pulled the slider back so the gun was ready to fire. Colonel moved very close in front of the lieutenant and pushed her Luger barrel in his belly. “Don’t disappoint me again lieutenant.” She said in a cold tone, “Your rank is why I’m sparing you this time. Next time there will be no warning before my bullet open a hole in your head. Clear?” “Yes, herrin Colonel.” “Now go and find me a new slave to play with. You already know my taste.” then Colonel von Evil turn on her heels and exited the barrack. Lieutenant Schmidt’s legs then became so weak that he had to sit on the floor. He thought about how near he was to death then he saw kapòs were looking at him because he was the only one officer in the barrack now. “What are you waiting for? Didn’t you hear Colonel’s orders? Whip that cunt and be sure she die or I’ll kill you all!” he shouted to them then he stood and exited the barrack while the sound of lashes and the screams of agony started again behind him. As soon as he was in a dark corner of the camp lieutenant Schmidt threw up.

One thought on “Femdom Story: Stalag 7 – The hell on Earth – Chapter 5

  1. mat

    Brr. This didnt gave me any pleasurable feelings. I almost have to cry. I have a teenage daugther myself and if someone.. .brrr. Anyway, shes knows very well whats shes doing. She knows exactly how to destroy a whole human being in any way.. Thank you, this is one of best stories i read my whole lifetime. Great.! Keep going, please.
    Just for historical accuracy, you should placed this in Russia or Poland. In France, german ocupation forces didnt behave this way. In the eastern countries, they did.

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