FRANCE UNDER THE NAZIS, Paris Sex Slaves, A New Victim

By Lindsay Anderson

Part 3

Rose went to see Simone nearly every day and nearly every day she had a story of how the Nazi continued to use Odile as his sex slave. It almost always involved Odile sucking his cock and then being fucked after which he would leave the apartment.

On one visit there was something different. Simone told Rose that the Major and his friend had arrived one morning but had sent Odile away. This puzzled Simone as she sat at her peephole looking into Odile’s apartment. The two Nazis were seated on the sofa and drinking liquor. The major had brough his briefcase and from it he pulled a file. He put the file on the sofa and opened it. It contained photographs.

“I enjoy my photographic hobby and my Leica seldom lets me down. Look at these. They are from some of our sessions with Odile. I think you’ll agree I have some very good ones of her sucking our cocks and taking them in her pussy.” Rolf said as he handed the photos to Hans, who examined them and smiled.

“Yes, yes, very good, Rolf. I love the one with her looking at the camera while her mouth is stuffed with your cock.” Both men laughed.

“Well Hans, fortune has smiled on me again in Paris. Another French woman missing a husband. So many missing husbands here. This wife is older, richer and beautiful. How could I refuse? Her name is Emilia Berry, her husband is Georges and she has an 18 year old daughter named Estelle. Emilia is in her late thirties. She has blonde hair, large tits and ass and dresses very well. She is one of the most desirable women I have ever met and I intend to make her my next slave. Odile is fine, but I need some variety in my life.” Rolf laughed.

“She was Gestapo headquarters one day and I invited her into my office where she told me her story. I was, of course, very sympathetic and said I would try and help. After our office meeting I arranged to go to her home which is nearby to hear but on a better street. It’s large and well furnished. I learned from her that the maid only comes three days a week. I made sure she was off on the day of my visit. Emilia was dressed in a simple white lace blouse and a dark skirt. She wore black silk stockings and black high heels. She was very sexy to behold. We talked about her husband who was a businessman and invested in the Bourse stock exchange and done well. One night he failed to come home from his office and she knows nothing else. I checked and we have him in one of our jails. He’s suspected of black market dealing and perhaps Resistance sympathies. Nothing very serious really, but I have arranged for him to be out guest awhile longer while I help his distressed wife. I told her it might take some time to get information and that I was concerned that during his absence she and her daughter would be without a protector. She never cried during our talk, she is a strong woman, which I like.” Said Rolf.

“What do you intend to do?” Hans asked Rolf.

“Why become her protector, of course and enjoy all of her womanly charms in the process. She asked if she could look to me for protection and I assured her that she could.” Said Rolf.

“I asked if she was willing to follow my instructions?” said Rolf.

“Yes, yes, anything Major Schmidt.” Emilia pleaded

“Please call me Rolf. May I call you Emilia?” I asked.

“Yes, of course, Rolf.” She said and smiled.

“I am an important man in the Reich’s overseeing of Paris and France, I told her. Many people approach me about getting my help, but I must be careful who I help, but I have a weakness for beautiful, cultured women like yourself.” I told her.

“I understand and I am very grateful to you.” She said and batted her eyes demurely.

“Very well, let us see how grateful you really are. Please unbutton your blouse, Emilia.” I said in a polite voice.

“She didn’t hesitate and begin unbuttoning her blouse. After this was done I could see her white silk bra which was barely able to hold her large breasts. I told her to remove her blouse which she did. Now I had a better look at her lovely breasts which were capped by large tan nipples which appeared to be getting hard.” Said Rolf.

“Now undo your skirt and let it fall. She again didn’t hesitate and soon her skirt was on the carpet. She wore what the French call “tap pants” or panties made from white lace. She wore a black garter belt and black silk stocking. Between her legs partially hidden by her panties appeared to be a patch of blonde pussy hair. I told her to remove her panties which she elegantly and sexily did. Now she was completely naked except for her garter belt and stockings, I could feel my cock at full erection. She was a vision. Large breasts capped with large nipples and a soft patch of blonde hair between her legs.” Rolf said.

“You are a vision of loveliness I told her. One of the most desirable women I have ever met.” I said.

“Thank you major. A woman admires a man who appreciates her charms.” She said with a sly smile.

“I had been sitting on a sofa and I stood up and took by uniform jacket off. I undid my suspenders and let them fall.” Rolf said.

“Emilia, come over her and kneel before me. She slowly came toward me and stopped. She looked me in the eyes and then slowly sank to her knees before me. Now undo the buttons on my trousers.” I told her.

“She slowly unbuttoned my fly and seemed to rub her hands against my cock with was straining to be freed. When she was finished, I told her to pull my trousers down, When she did this my erect cock sprang up. I had not worn underwear in anticipation of this moment. She had a quick intake of breath as she stared at my cock.” Rolf said.

“Do you like what you see?” I asked her.

“You have a beautiful cock, Rolf.” She said evenly.

“Thank you, Emilia. Why don’t you give it a kiss on the head? She took my cock in her right hand, leaned forward and gave my cock a light kiss. I looked down at her on her knees with my cock in her hand and kissing it. She had managed to leave a small amount of her red lipstick on my cock’s head.” Rolf said.

“Why don’t you put the head of my beautiful cock into you beautiful mouth.” I suggested.

“She opened her bright red lips and leaned forward to take my cock head into her warm wet mouth. I was almost overwhelmed by the sensation, but I looked down at her and told her. Use your tongue, especially on the underside of the head.” I said.

“She began to do just that and I loved the feeling of her tongue sliding all around my cock. I reached and touched the top of her head with my hand and gently moved it forward to slip more of my cock into her warm mouth. She leaned forward to take more of my cock and then leaned even more forward taking more into her mouth. I could see she now had about one half of my cock between her lips and in her mouth.” Rolf said.

“I began to slowly pull my cock back while holding her head with my hand. When only the head was still between her lips I moved my hips forward slipping my cock back into her wet mouth. She moaned a little as I did this. Then I began to slowly establish a rhythm of moving my cock in and out of her mouth.” Rolf said.

“Please remove your hand from my cock. I will take it from here and Emilia let her hand drop away. I placed my hands on either side of her blonde haired head and began to increase the number and forced of my thrusts into her mouth. I could see the top of her head, below that her large breasts and behind her a large shapely ass. I knew I could not last long, as much as I wanted to. I increased my pace and the depth of cock in her mouth. She moaned each time my cock hit the back of her throat but did not try to pull away. I went on like this for a few minutes until I felt my as approaching orgasm.” Rolf said.

“Emilia, I am about to climax and send my seed into your mouth.” I announced.

“She moaned around my cock which was filling her mouth and reached up to cup my balls in her right hand and massage them.” Rolf said.

“Then I was overwhelmed with a tremendous climax. My entire body went rigid. I held Emilia’s head tightly with both hands. I felt my seed coming up from my balls which she was still massaging. I felt my cum explode from my cock and into her waiting mouth. She made small noises as I flooded her mouth my hot cum. Again and again I felt spurts shooting into her mouth. I could hear her gulping as she tried to swallow my gush of semen into her mouth and belly and yet she managed to keep it all in her mouth. Not a drop escaped her lovely lips.” Rolf said.

“I slowed and softened my thrusts into her mouth. I then felt her tongue swilling around the head of my cock. After I few more thrusts I let go of her head and leaned back to withdraw My cock out of her mouth. I looked down to watch it emerge shiny and coated with her saliva and my own cum. It was a beautiful sight. I leaned back onto the couch and enjoyed the vision of this beautiful woman that I was in the process of making my slave. I believe that to make a true slave you must learn their weakness and use them. I was about to learn more about my victim.” Rolf said.

END OF PART 3