Those of a sensitive disposition, look away now – for my most recent little fantasy ended up being rather dark and of a rather (dare I say this here?) sexual nature.
There featured a cast of four – two tops (officers in some occupying force) and two girls (local lasses, brought in to be punished for subversive activity). The setting? A large room in a castle, with a long, sturdy oak table in the centre.
The girls had already been stripped, their wrists bound with rope behind their backs. The first of them was led forward and tied over one end of the table, arms outstretched and ankles far apart. The first officer took up his whip, and proceeded to flog her soundly, before turning to his colleague: “Time for you to deal with yours?”
“I don’t think we’ve finished with this one yet, have we?” came the response, before he too thrashed the poor, tied girl.
He stepped back, admired the stripes, then ran his fingers inquisitively over the girl’s bottom and then between her legs. “It would seem a shame not to complete her lesson, don’t you think?” he then asked, before moving behind her and having his wicked way.
The second girl, terrified, struggled vigorously as she was pulled to her feet. A sound slap across her face quelled her for long enough for them to tie her down over the opposite end of the table to her friend – the girls able to look up into each other’s eyes – before she too was whipped and then otherwise abused.
Hot! Also distinctly eastern European IMHO (years of exposure to Lupus stuff over here), so…
As the Nazis advanced into the Soviet Union, the retreating Russian troops would place timed explosives in all of the castles and similar places where the German Army would be likely to set up command posts in – usually set so that the occupying force had just enough time to set up everything inside.
In this story our heroines might well end up with the last laugh – their German captors blown to smithereens a few days after the girls’ release.