"Nazi joy camp" - читать интересную книгу автора (Jurgens Eric)

CHAPTER THREE

Nurse Hilde was strongly suspicious of where her shy young friend had hidden himself until the time of his capture, but she was unable to prove her suspected knowledge. She was called into the office of the Direktor and demoted on the spot for having been in a forbidden area. She was also assigned another undesirable task: she was to accompany a group of the girls to the border of Hungary and there to oversee the "Hygienic Recreation" of the returning troops. She made sure that Ruth's and Elizabeth's names were on the order list. She had vengeful plans of her own for those two.

Ruth looked at herself in the mirror in the cottage and then called Elizabeth's attention to the fact that she was looking years older than her sixteen years would indicate, then turned in startled surprise and informed the crying girl that she was to be seventeen the following day. That cheered Elizabeth somewhat until she remembered where she was and that a party of any type was out of the question. As a matter of fact, not only Ruth looked much older than her years would indicate but fair Elizabeth seemed to be aging at a rapid pace. Her heretofore smooth and wide brow was becoming somewhat furrowed with the beginning of worry lines.

Ruth looked closely at the crying girl and said, "Elizabeth, we have to survive this mess. If you cry all the time – my mother told me there was nothing worse for the face – you're going to look thirty next year."

Elizabeth howled in indignant anger and sadness and Ruth went to her and put her soft white hands on the girl's large breasts and spoke gently to her. She leaned over and kissed her softly on her fine pink lips and ran her hands over the girl's smooth skin. She pressed her lips more firmly into Elizabeth's and started to move them apart with her tongue when a noise split the air and caused both girls to freeze in position. It was the general call to formation on the compound.

They dressed hurriedly and washed their faces and ran for their assigned positions. It was colder than imaginable to both of the girls but they stood straight and tall and answered to the calling of the roll and the checking of names and the cross checking of dates of arrival. Ruth watched. The Nurse Hilde standing in front of the whole formation with a sheaf of papers in her hand looking important and sad at the same time. It came as no surprise to Ruth when the Direktor announced over the loud speaker that several "of the luckier girls" were to leave within the hour for a rest area. He also said, in a cold and formal way, that Nurse Hilde was to be in charge and that she would read a list of the girls selected to go.

Nurse Hilde stepped forward and read from her list, her voice filled with remorse and hate. Ruth's and Elizabeth's names were fourth and fifth on the list. Ruth took the girl's hand into her own, another forbidden show of affection, and tried to calm the poor girl's shaking. They were dismissed shortly and then returned to their cottage where they packed their meager belongings.

Ruth looked around the small room and knew that she was not the "lucky girl" that the Direktor had indicated. She felt reasonably sure that she would never see the place again. Yet there was a part of her mind that told her that she should be glad to be leaving. She reasoned that wherever she went she would be better off than where she was, that a journey – even into the unknown – was, after all a journey and she had always liked travel. Her young mind could give her warnings about many things but her experience, limited as it was, could never fill in any of the details.

Ruth cast one last glance around the cottage then took Elizabeth's hand and led her out the door. Ruth noticed that the girl seemed to be sleep walking. Ruth was troubled that she should have to be near mother to a girl who was her own age. But she sighed and accepted her task and spoke cheerfully to Elizabeth. "Come on, Liz. Cheer up. You like to travel. At least we'll be away from this place for awhile. Let's run."

Ruth did not wait for an answer from her but jogged ahead and Elizabeth fell in alongside her. By the time they reached the canvas covered truck that was waiting for them, they were both in a much better mood. Nurse Hilde stood alongside the truck with her sheaf of papers. She tightened up as soon as she saw the two of them and barked harshly at Ruth. "Get over here!" She commanded.

Ruth tightened her grip on Elizabeth's hand and dragged her over to where Nurse Hilde was standing. The big woman looked about her urgently, then, since she saw no one else within ear shot, said in a hissing voice, "I want you two Jewish bitches to know that I know where Kurt was the other night. You'll pay for that."

Ruth could have killed Elizabeth because she howled immediately, confirming the worst suspicions of Nurse Hilde. Ruth returned the woman's cold stare, dug her fingernails into Elizabeth's palm and spoke as calmly as possible. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I've heard something about that episode and we know nothing about any Kurt. Nothing."

Nurse Hilde smiled crookedly at Ruth and replied, "Oh no? That's a stupid thing to say, little bitch, since he was the one to fuck the hell out of you in the operating room."

Ruth's face reddened at the crude language of the harsh looking woman, but she had to partly convince her that there was a possibility of her being mistaken. Ruth wanted to lighten her own punishment that she was well aware that the woman was capable of dishing out. She tried to steady her trembling legs and her voice and looked directly into the woman's eyes and said, "I heard no names mentioned. I hardly think that I would have, under the circumstances, remembered them if I had. The same can be said of Elizabeth."

"Get your ass in the truck and I better not hear one word from you again," Nurse Hilde screamed, seeming to loose all control.

Ruth turned from her with all the dignity she could muster, her head held high, and climbed into the truck, pulling Elizabeth after her. She sat forward on the wooden bench, as close to the cab as possible, because she realized with a start that it was to be a cold journey. She was cold already and the truck wasn't even moving. She directed Elizabeth to sit alongside her and put her arm around the quaking girl. "Get hold of yourself, Elizabeth. She can't do anything to hurt us," she said defiantly, wanting to believe the lie she was uttering to Elizabeth.

The journey was a bone jarring experience. Nurse Hilde sat in the front with the driver and Ruth could have sworn that every time she chanced to peek through the glass at the back of the cab, Nurse Hilde was playing with the driver's prick. Something certainly was causing him to drive like a lunatic. The truck swayed from one side to the other and seemed to hit every bump in the road. And it was cold. The icy wind whipped up Ruth's skirt at a furious pace and froze her thighs. She huddled close to Elizabeth throughout the first six hours of the exhausting journey, hugging the girl to her for warmth.

When the truck finally stopped to permit the girls to relieve themselves, Ruth could hardly stand up, her legs ached all the way to her groin. She was struck by the apparent loss of energy of the other twenty-three girls. They moved dejectedly out of the truck close by the head of Nurse Hilde, who shouted obscenities and jests at them as they disembarked. Ruth was the last one off the truck. The nurse took her arm and pulled her aside, then twisted her arm brutally until Ruth turned to face her. "How was the ride, Bitch?" she asked with a wicked smile on her ugly face.

Ruth felt like screaming. Her exhaustion was complete and her bladder hurt terribly. The continuous pounding that she had taken from the ride had irritated her kidneys and the coldness had deadened her nerves. She tried ineffectually to pull away from the horrid woman but it was no use. She stood as she was, Nurse Hilde's fingers biting into her flesh. "Screw you, Nurse," Ruth told her, hardly raising her voice.

Nurse Hilde had a fit. She flew at the defenseless Ruth with all her pent up fury and her voice broke forth in a cry of hate that filled the entire countryside. Ruth fell to the ground with the heavy woman on top of her, her hands over her face to prevent the beastly woman from ruining her looks with her nails; but she made not one sound. She saw a movement from Elizabeth and one from the driver of the truck. There was a wild scuffle and then the nurse was abruptly pulled off her. The driver of the track held the nurse without effort and laughed through his broken teeth. He spoke in what Ruth immediately recognized as a north German accent. "Got myself a load of vixen, I have," he said and his eyes narrowed and zeroed in on Ruth's body.

Nurse Hilde saw the look he gave Ruth. "You wanna fuck her?" she asked.

"Ya, I would," he answered, grinning evilly and looking at her through slitted eyes.

"Even better than that, how about her little friend, here? That one can watch," Nurse Hilde snarled, indicating first Elizabeth then Ruth with a sweep of her arm.

The burly truck driver turned his attention on the frightened Elizabeth and nodded his head affirmatively as he leered at her. Elizabeth clasped her hand to her mouth and cried out in alarm. She tried to move away from the group but he reached out and pulled her to him and cupped his large hairy hand over one of her breasts. Elizabeth screamed.

Ruth turned to the nurse and spoke in a trembling voice. "I know that you are supposed to get us there just as we left the farm. I'll report you when we arrive," Ruth said, doubting her own words as she said them.

Nurse Hilde slapped her soundly on the side of the head, causing her ears to start ringing immediately. "Slut!" she screamed at Ruth. "You'll do little reporting, you'll see." She turned abruptly to the large driver of the truck and spat out her words at him, "Take her over there. We'll all watch. We'll see what kind of man you are." She giggled a silly laugh and then turned and pushed Ruth ahead of her to the soft meadow she had indicated to the driver.

Ruth thought she was going to be sick. She had not managed to relieve herself and the emotional explosion had left her more exhausted than she had been when the truck stopped. She searched for something to say to stop the cruelness that was bound to occur, but her mind was like a blank sheet of paper. She was too tired to say or do anything. She moved ahead of the nurse and stopped where Nurse indicated she was to stop.

The truck driver dragged Elizabeth into the small grassy knoll where the girls were grouping themselves and slung her down on the grass. Nurse Hilde stood alongside Ruth with her arms folded and a sick grin on her ugly face. Ruth thought that if she could possibly summon the energy from somewhere she would kill the woman. She soon forgot about her, however, and watched the horror that was taking place before her.

The driver had ripped all the clothes off poor Elizabeth. She lay on the green grass, her white skin trembling, her small hands covering her overly large breasts. Her legs were crossed one over the other. She tried to cover her humiliation from the rest of them. Tears streamed down her face making rivers of water over her rosy cheeks. Ruth was tempted to go to her and cover her nudeness with her own body, but she didn't dare.

The truck driver dropped his trousers and his underpants and turned to face all of the startled girls. His prick was like that of a horse. It reared out from under his large stomach and stood straight away from his body. Ruth had never imagined that anything could be so large. She looked at it and gasped. It seemed to throb before their eyes. He leered at them and said, "You'll all learn to appreciate a good German prick, ya," then turned back to the cringing Elizabeth and dropped down between her legs.

Ruth felt like screaming. She watched, horrified, as the large man moved Elizabeth's long white legs apart and pushed them back over her body. He lifted his hips and thrust his heavy muscular buttocks into view, its dark crack giving way the wrinkled sack of mammoth balls, and pushed his lust-hardened cock up against the small hair-lined opening between her uplifted thighs. Ruth saw that her little soft cuntal lips were quivering in fear and seeming to draw themselves back into her insides, it was no use, however. He gave one thrust and Ruth could bear the wet, sluicing noise as his large cock head moved into the softness between the open legs of the poor girl.

"Aaagh…" Elizabeth screamed. Ruth prayed that she had become unconscious. She remained quiet and the burly man shoved into her with all his strength, yet only half of his large horse prick was in the pinkness of the girl. Ruth turned her head away because she felt close to vomiting, but the nurse grabbed her by the hair and made her turn around and watch.

She saw Elizabeth kick her legs up in the air as she tried to eject the huge pole of flesh from her, but she only gave him greater access to her. He rammed in, fully, and Ruth saw the soft white legs shiver in mid-air then relax. She was sure now, that Elizabeth had fainted.

The huge man left his prick fully in her and moved his large hands down her smooth whiteness and cupped her soft buttocks, clasping them one in each hand. He withdrew slowly, his long hard pole glistening with the moisture from Elizabeth, and then clutched her orbs with fierce pressure and pulled her hips to him as he thrust in again. He bore down harshly with all his strength, pushing the total bigness of himself into the tight cunt of the girl. Ruth saw on his outward pull that Elizabeth's little soft pink cuntal flanges moved along the rock hard pole and she moaned in sympathy for her suffering friend.

The huge driver thrust his pole brutally into the girl again and again, slowly, then he quickened his pace and squeezed and yanked at her white quivering buttocks, pulling her forward every time he thrust in, driving deep down into her.

Ruth heard the poor girl cry plaintively, "Aaaaghh," almost unheeded by the rest of them. She saw her white soft inner thighs tremble as the man rammed his huge pole into her sadistically, hard and deep. He slammed into her tight little cunt with frantic abandon and his breath became one long continuous groan. Nurse Hilde moved to them and around them then grabbed the poor girl's feet and pulled them back over her head.

The driver grunted his appreciation, then reared himself back fully so that his large horse cock was just inside the pink folds of her upturned pussy then thrust back in full tilt, ramming and grinding down in the middle of her helpless scream.

He then began a hammering and knocking and buffeting into her that Ruth would never have believed that any human could take. He threshed against her, careened into her little hole and then slammed and bucked and rocked and beat his large prick inside her. Ruth saw his sack tighten up around his large balls as it rested against the softness of Elizabeth's white buttocks, then he was walloping and bucking into her with an animal fierceness again and Ruth knew that he was cumming. She prayed that he would do it rapidly and spare the poor girl further pain.

Not so, however. He continued to bang and jab into her little cunt with the strength of a bull, pounding deep inside her, cumming like a stud bull all the time. Ruth felt sure that she would burst with his semen, so much of it and hot and scalding as Ruth knew it to be. He slowed and came more fully to his knees and rammed forcefully into her tight little opening and then ground down and moved her hairy ass from side to side and then jolted into her with piston-like movement until he finally collapsed onto her whiteness and lay still.

"Ah-ooooh-ah-ah!" Elizabeth cried.

Ruth thought she would faint. She lifted her small hand to her forehead and felt the heat there. Her knees were weak and shaking and her stomach was in turmoil. She wrapped one arm around her middle and the whole world swam before her eyes. She blinked and saw that the man was standing, that his hard prick was still standing out from his body. She looked and saw the white fluid oozing from the end of it, made whiter by the deep purple color of the huge head. She took a deep breath and went to where Elizabeth lay.

She dropped onto her knees beside the broken girl and wiped her wet forehead. Elizabeth's eyes fluttered open but they did not focus. Ruth helped her up and helped her to dress then led her back to the truck. The rest of the girls opened their ranks for them to pass through, all silent and respectful for the broken girl. Ruth stopped before she got onto the truck and looked at the nurse. Never in her life had she seen such insanity reflected through someone's eyes. The nurse's pale eyes seemed to be glazed over and she had an idiot grin on her face that sickened Ruth. Ruth spat on the ground as she steadily held the nurse's look in a stare of bitter hatred and contempt.