Chapter 14
Anna returned to her room with only pleasant memories of her experience with Albert. She could scarcely believe that she could respond that strongly to a Nazi officer. After thinking it over, she realized that he was more than likely a decent man who just happened to be fighting for the wrong cause, but was convinced that he was right.
She spent a quiet evening in her room reading. The Lieutenant had not told her when, or indeed, if they would get together for some more sex. She was hoping that she could engage him again, since she had so thoroughly enjoyed the experience.
Just before she was about to turn in for the night, she heard a loud, insistent knock on her door.
As she opened it, Anna observed Bruno standing there in the hallway. She could smell the scent of beer which hung thick on his breath. He stared at her through glassy eyes, then forced his way inside the room, almost knocking her down in the process as he pushed past her.
"Close the door, bitch," he ordered, laughing ghoulishly.
When Anna instead stood in frozen disbelief, Bruno walked toward the door, slamming it menacingly, then locking it.
"The German military needs to maintain itself in a high state of morale," he smiled. "That means that the soldiers have to be entertained in the proper fashion. Young Anna, I guess you recognize that you happen to be a very important cog. You're our house bitch. Since I happen to be a very horny soldier at the moment, as well as drunk, I suggest that we move into the bedroom."
Bruno reached out and ever so crudely grabbed Anna by the arm. He dragged her into the bedroom, throwing her down on top of the bed.
As Anna lay there in a dazed state, she watched as Bruno began to quickly remove his clothes. Ever so rapidly he removed his Nazi uniform, then his T-shirt and shorts.
He laughed a fiendish laugh as he reached down and made a proud grab for his cock. Back and forth he moved his strong, vigorous fingers, allowing them to continue to scrape against his firm penis.
"Just look at this cock, bitch," he said. "It's a much better cock than you deserve, I'll tell you that for sure. Just look at the way I'm stroking it. Ohhh, this is a proud cock, a beautiful cock, just the kind of cock that you'll like."
He continued to manipulate his fingers against the long, flowing surface of his hard peter for a few more strokes. When he released his fingers from it, he pointed toward her, his face curled in a scowl.
"Take off your clothes," Bruno said. "Get out of that dress. I want you completely stripped for action. Time's wasting. I want to get my rocks off. That means you'll cooperate with me, bitch, and you'll cooperate in every way that I tell you."
Bruno's eyes widened with ever-increasing anger as he watched Anna lying there. Eventually she got the point, recognizing that it was of the utmost importance for her to remove her clothes as quickly as possible.
"Come on, get out of those clothes," he ordered. "Get out of them. You're the kind of person who should be out of clothes all the time anyway. You serve a purpose, bitch, a very good purpose, and I'm going to take advantage of it."
Once more Bruno reached down and began to play with his cock. His steady fingers kept on grabbing the end of it. He would toy with the nub end of his sturdy prong for a few moments, after which he would then glide his fingers against the full length of his exhilarated peter.
As he watched her undress, Bruno became that much more worked up. When she finally slid her panties down her legs and off of her, he was ready to plunge in, to move his stiff, steady cock forward.
"Okay, you can start by sucking me off," Bruno said. "Suck my ass, then go down on my long prick. That'll be a good warm-up. A good way of getting Bruno's big, long dick good and excited."
Bruno laughed fiendishly once more. He knew just how much Anna both feared and hated him, but he did not care. The only thing that mattered to Bruno at that point was getting all of the satisfaction that he could derive from her.
"Get busy," he said. "Come on, just work your tongue. Work it against my balls. Ohhh, come on, really let it scrape. Work your tongue swiftly. Come on, no fooling around."
Bruno lay back, his legs twitching as his unwilling but highly fearful lover pushed her tongue forward. She allowed her tongue to scrape several times against his nuts, which caused his already agitated body to flow from side to side.
"That's so good," he exclaimed. "Ohhh, come on, just move your tongue against my balls. Ahhh, come on, just scrape with your tongue. Ahhh, move your tongue very nicely. Ahhh, come on, let's keep up those crisp movements. Ahhh, you're gonna have me off very soon."
While Anna's tongue kept on making contact with Bruno's balls, he reached out and ran his fingers ever so steadily up and down her back. Every now and then he would pinch against her firm skin, which caused her to move her rotating tongue ever more quickly.
"That's it," he said. "All right, fraulein, now it's up to you to get me off. Start sucking my cock. Move your tongue against my big dick. Work it against my peter. Ohhh, just slide your tongue. Ahhh, slide it against my pecker. Drive it up and down my big organ. Suck me off. Come on, suck me off."
Her tongue shoved forward, moving with dramatic impact as she let it slide up and down the entire length of his flaming pole. The quicker that her tongue charged, the closer that she drove him to the state of a wild and stirring climax.
He kept shoving his super-charged cock forward, pushing it ever deeper inside her mouth as her tongue relentlessly tugged and twisted, manipulating against his feverish peter.
"Come on, keep busy with your tongue," he sighed. "I like the way you're driving it. Ohhh, keep it rolling. Slide it against my cock. Come on, ohhh, tongue me. Yes, tongue me. Bring me off. Suck me off."
Her tongue kept on maneuvering, working up and down the full length of his stiff stick. A few quick, jolting tongue stabs later, Anna felt the first few droplets of his hot liquid spraying from the end of his tool and into her mouth.
"Come on, go after it," he commanded. "I expect you to swallow every drop. Yes, bitch, you must perform just like a trained seal. Get every drop of the stuff. Come on, collect all of it."
As a means of proving his point, the brutal Bruno reached out and pulled at his victim's hair. He tugged at it sharply, causing pain to spurt through her body as she gobbled down the droplets of his now profusely spilling cock. The cream kept on shooting, spraying from the end of his thick, sturdy staff and into her mouth.
"Come on, you swallow all of it," he said. "Ohhh, that's it. I guess I've got you really trained, bitch. That's good. That's very good. That's the kind of obedience I like."
Bruno reached down and jerked at his cock a few times after his unwilling lover had finished sucking him off.'
"This time I'm gonna plunge my dick inside of you," he laughed. "I'm gonna drive it into your throat. I'm gonna keep pumping, keep pushing it. I'm gonna slice with my prick inside of you until all of those juices explode. Until every drop sprays out of the end of my peter."
He shoved his thick, excited cock forward, allowing it to work its way inside of Anna's mouth. Ever so eagerly he let his stiff prick plunge as he worked it into the deepest part of her mouth. He kept on driving it forcefully, working it to the base of her throat, then continuing the same quick, blood-curdling pace. The harder that he drove his stiff, excited cock into her, the closer that he worked his way to the state of a beautiful climax, when the juices would once more spurt from the end of his dagger-like dick.
"Ohhh, this is so good," he gasped. "Ohhh, I love it. I love pushing my stick inside of you. Ooooh, ohhh, I'm getting even closer. Ohhh, is this good. Ahhh, there's nothing like a good throat fuck."
Anna never hated Bruno any more than she did at that moment. She could not even breathe as he kept on pushing his charging body up toward her, driving his stiff, sturdy stick inside of her mouth. He reached down and made a grab for her firm boobs. He clutched ever so piercingly, letting his fingers push against her flesh as he moved that much nearer to the state of an ecstatic orgasm.
"Ohhh, I'm getting closer to shooting," he laughed. "I love it, but I also hate it. I realize that it's coming to an end. Ohhh, do I love it. Do I ever like this action."
His swift, driving cock kept on moving, slicing ever deeper as he worked it inside of her mouth.
"Ohhh, ooooh, I'm gonna be off," Bruno said, his body tensing as he drove his dick deep inside of her. "Ooooh, ohhh, ahhh, do I love it."
He reached out with both hands and started to slap at her curvaceous ass cheeks. The harder that he slapped, the more intense the pain that she felt and through it all Anna was not even able to breathe. How she would have liked to have been able to do something to this terribly brutal man, who cared about nothing other than achieving his own passionate enjoyment.
"Ooooh, this is good," he laughed. "Ohhh, here it goes. It's all shooting. Ooooh, do I love this feeling. Ohhh, I love the feeling. The stuffs juicing. Ohhh, it's juicing out of me. It's great. Ohhh, do I love it."
He kept on ramrodding with his sturdy peter, allowing the juices to splash from the end of his long, thick cock.
"Ooooh, I've gotten it all out," he said. "I feel so elated. What an explosion. What a beautiful throat fuck."
Bruno finally removed his cock from Anna's mouth. She heaved a deep sigh, happy that it had finally all come to a close.
"You'll learn to like my fucking yet," he laughed. "You might as well get to learn to like it, bitch. I'm gonna take whatever I can."