The first morning at the new base of operation found Ruth somewhat restored to normal. Awakening, she yawned and stretched. Then she looked over at the bed on which she had dropped Elizabeth the night before. The girl seemed to be awake so Ruth crossed the few steps to her bed and looked down at her.
Elizabeth's large green eyes were open but they saw nothing. Ruth stifled a cry of pity for the poor girl and sat down on her bed and held her soft hand in her own. "Elizabeth," she said softly, stroking the girl's hand and arm, "You must hear me, please. It's too much for me. I can't look after myself and you too. I just can't… Please speak to me."
She could detect no response whatever from the girl. She leaned over her face and pressed her own lips to Elizabeth's then raised her head and looked into the girl's limpid eyes. No response. None. Ruth leaned over her again and pressed her lips once more against her soft ones, then bit harshly into them. She felt Elizabeth's body quiver under hers but when she looked at her she was still the same, staring straight up; but her eyes were brimming with tears. A trickle of blood ran from her lips where Ruth had bitten her.
"I'M sorry, Elizabeth, but you must come out of it. Don't you hear me at all?" Ruth pleaded. She received nothing by way of answer. She was searching her mind for something to do or say when there was a pounding at the door. Ruth was startled. She jumped off the bed immediately. She grabbed a small cloth and wiped the blood from Elizabeth's lips. She went to the door and opened it cautiously. A soldier stood at the door with a rifle slung over his back. His face was caked with dirt.
"What do you want?" Ruth demanded, automatically drawing back from the sight of him.
"I got three coupons. I won two from a couple of other guys." He held the three yellow coupons out to Ruth.
"Go away!" Ruth said, trying to close the door. His rifle butt was suddenly between the door and the door frame. He was not to be denied. He stuck his face in the crack of the door and grinned hideously. "Please," Ruth begged, "we only got here last night and we are supposed to have twenty-four hours to ourselves. Come back tomorrow."
"Nothing doing. I'm horny now. I got a fuck ticket and I'm gonna fuck, even though you are Jewish." He barged his way into the small room and kicked the door closed behind him. He looked around until his gaze stopped on Elizabeth. He walked to her bed, dragging his rifle alongside, "What the fuck's the matter with her?" He wanted to know.
"Please," Ruth begged, "just go away and come back tomorrow. Please?" She sat on her own bed and put her face in her hands.
"Nothing doin'. They only passed out twenty-five tickets and I won two more. I get three fucks." He crossed the room to Ruth's bed and lifted her to her feet. He threw his rifle onto the bed and grabbed Ruth into his arms. He pulled her head back by clutching a handful of hair, then clamped his mouth onto hers. Ruth started a struggle but she was helpless against him. He forced his tongue into her mouth and rammed it fully into her throat.
Ruth was saved by the bell so to speak. Something akin to a siren screamed, rending the air with its shrill sound, and the soldier dropped to the floor. A loud speaker was immediately activated and the magnified voice boomed, "All girls to morning roll call. Los! Los!"
Ruth looked down at the dirty soldier lying at her feet. He was shaking from head to foot. She moved away from him and looked from him to the bed where Elizabeth lay still staring straight at the ceiling. She wanted to cry. Instead she dressed hurriedly and went to the soldier and helped him onto her bed. She dampened the same cloth she had used to clean the blood off the lips of the girl and cleaned his face. His eyes were closed. He looked to Ruth to be a thousand years old. He still clutched the yellow coupons in his hand. Ruth relieved him of the burden of them and said, "I'll be back as soon as I can get back. Just rest."
She left the cabin, closing the door softly after her.
Ruth joined the line-up of girls for the morning muster. There was a huge woman standing on a box in the circle of girls calling out their names in a loud voice. Ruth arrived just in time to answer for herself. She didn't know what to do when Elizabeth's name was called so she said nothing until the silence grew pregnant with expectation and all the girls turned in her direction. Ruth stepped forward and explained carefully that Elizabeth was ill and added hurriedly that perhaps it would be a good idea to check for verification with the Kapitan who admitted them the previous evening.
Receiving a nod from the large woman standing on the box, Ruth returned to her place. She had to stand thirty minutes longer while their instructions were gone over again. The list of rules which were posted in each cabin alongside the douche kit was spelled out word for word before they were dismissed.
The woman blew a whistle and reassembled all of them before they had taken two steps away. "I am Frau Direktor of this group. You are to address me always as such. Each soldier will bring you one yellow coupon. No one soldier must ever have more than one. You will need two coupons for breakfast, three for lunch. There is no evening meal. Keep yourselves clean! You are with the cream of the German Reich! Dismissed!"
Ruth returned to her cabin with her mind in turmoil. She had safely put away the three coupons that she had taken from the soldier and now she had been ordered never to accept more than one. Hell, she thought, to breathe the air was probably breaking a rule. She sighed and quickened her steps. She knew she had problems awaiting her.
When she opened the door to the cabin the soldier was not on her bed. She looked in the direction of the labored breathing noise that she heard and saw the soldier pounding away between Elizabeth's open legs. She clutched at her throat, fearful that she would cry out in alarm, then moved to the bed. He hadn't even bothered to take off his clothes.
Ruth's first impulse was to use his rifle to shoot him with. Instead she moved cautiously toward the bed and saw Elizabeth's soft white hands on the back of his head. Then, before her eyes and ears the girl moaned, "Oh – Ooooh," and her long legs snaked around the slim hips of the soldier. Ruth stopped, watched, and listened.
She heard a low moaning deep in Elizabeth throat, a sort of gurgling noise that matched in rhythm the pitching and plowing of the soldier into her warm, clasping vagina. Suddenly the girl's white legs flailed in the air then dropped tightly around her lover's back and pulled him tightly into her. Both of them bucked and pitched at each other and cried out for the sheer joy of reaching a climax before the soldier pitched forward onto the soft white body of Elizabeth and lay still.
Ruth was even more surprised when she realized that Elizabeth was smiling at her. The girl's eyes no longer had the glazed and far away look that had distinguished them for the past seventy-two hours. She removed her hand from the head of the now still soldier and reached it out to Ruth. Ruth grabbed for it through a vale of tears, happiness and relief spilling out of her in a burst that blinded her vision and reduced her efforts of motion.
Ruth sat on the side of the bed. She leaned over and kissed Elizabeth on the mouth. She did not know what had revived the girl but she guessed rightly that the hair of the dog that bit her had something to do with it. Both of the girls were weeping and holding tightly onto each other when the soldier withdrew his now deflated penis from the tight little cunt of Elizabeth with a wet, sucking sound and then rolled over on his back. He smiled weakly at Ruth.
Ruth looked at him and felt a sort of sympathy. She saw that his white, limp pole was sticking through the fly of his trousers. She made a motion to put it back for him since he seemed so totally exhausted. He grabbed her head forcefully and smashed it down against his crotch. Ruth struggled with all her might to free herself from his strength and she was just on the verge of giving up when someone pounded at the door. The soldier released her immediately. "Answer the door," he told her.
Ruth opened the door only a crack. Two soldiers confronted her just as dirty as the one on Elizabeth's bed with a haggard look about them. Then they roughly pushed her out of the way and entered the small cabin. They propped their rifles against the wall and then turned to Ruth. Each of them held out a yellow coupon. Ruth sighed and reached for the coupons. They in turn reached for her, holding her between the two of them, one in front the other in the back.
"I'm first!" The bigger of the two howled, pulling Ruth forcefully away from the grasp of the other.
"There's supposed to be two broads to a cabin," the other said, releasing his hold on Ruth. He moved toward the bed where Elizabeth and the tired solider lay. He stopped within a foot of it.
"Awright soldier, you're time's up." He spoke toward the bed.
"Fuck you. I got three tickets and I only used one." The first soldier said, then rolled on top of Elizabeth to show his authority and possession of the girl.
The soldier turned back to Ruth and his buddy. "Hans?" he asked questioningly of the soldier who held firmly onto Ruth.
"Come on," Hans invited him, "we can both fuck her at once." He pushed Ruth roughly from him and said, "Get out of your God-damned clothes. You got a couple of men to deal with."
With trembling hands Ruth removed her clothing, then stood nude in front of the two soldiers. Their desire-filled eyes roamed over her soft whiteness from her jutting little breasts to the soft blond vee of hair at her loins. The first one whistled low and appreciatively. The other smiled broadly and nudged his buddy with his elbow. Both of them threw off their clothes in what seemed to Ruth like seconds then moved toward her. She was trembling with fright.
Hans lifted Ruth off her feet and carried her to the bed. He fell on top of her like a hungry wolf and clamped his mouth into her firm, full breasts, biting down hard. Ruth moaned and tried to move away from him, but it was wasted motion. He was hurting her terribly. She felt her legs moved roughly apart and stiff hair brushed against her soft inner thighs. The rough hands of the second soldier moved her vaginal lips apart causing pain to assault her little cunt even more harshly than the biting of her breast. She felt the hot wet tongue of the soldier move over her cuntal lips then into the soft secretness of her. Then, in spite of herself, she moaned with pleasure.
The two of them working together, coupled with her helpless plight, brought Ruth to a pitch of excitement in a matter of minutes. She began to move under the both of them, thrusting her suddenly hot hungry little pussy into the face of the one as the other ran his stiff tongue over her breasts. Her breasts stiffened and heated and she wanted him to take the whole of them into his rough mouth and suck and bite with all his strength.
Hans moved his mouth away from her breast and pulled himself up onto the bed. He leaned down to her and kissed her soft lips then ran his tongue into her mouth, then pressed it down and slipped it into her throat. Ruth sucked and bit at his tongue and groaned under the hot assault of the other soldier, who was probing deep into her hot cunt and biting at her pink vaginal lips. Hans abruptly thrust his hard prick into her mouth. Without slowing he gouged it all the way into her throat, then slowly took it out, and just as slowly eased it back.
Ruth was crammed full of the hard pulsating prick, all the way deep into her throat. The play of the hot tongue against her clitoris sent her into spasms of involuntary delight and she sucked and bit at the hot throbbing member in her mouth and enjoyed the toughness of it in her throat. She felt a quickening of the fires within her own little body and she moved upwards with her hips to aid the source of her pleasure and the hot heavy cock in her mouth grew abruptly and Hans put all his weight and energy into ramming it down her throat. She felt herself building for the big explosion and her little body arched up and as she did Hans fucked into her widely ovalled mouth, ramming the large head of his hard fleshy pole down deep into her and ground down. She felt the hot liquid streaming down her throat and with one upward thrust of her hips and a tightening of her cuntal walls, she responded in kind to the second soldier and her whole young body burned with pleasure of purpose fulfilled.
Ruth had orgasm in wave after wave of pleasure. Her hot young body spilled its fires inside her in waves of joy as the strong tongue of the soldier probed and punched and his powerful lips clamped over the whole of her throbbing little pussy and sucked the thousands of nerve ends that sent their messages back to the center of her and burst forth again and again in thanks. Ruth heaved her little crotch violently into the rough face of the soldier, then lay back, exhausted and satisfied.
Hans grinned into her face and said, "You're alright for a Jew. Now we'll show you what real German manhood can do for a girl."
Hans eased himself under Ruth and tore gently at her soft buttocks with his strong hands, spreading them apart and making passage for his finger which worked at the rubber tissue of her anus. He inserted himself under her in such a way that he was able to fit her tight asshole around the head of his large hard prick. The other soldier did according to Hans' bidding and gladly jammed his large cock into the slit of her cuntal lips. Both soldiers eased into her at the same time, hurting her terribly. She thought she would be split apart, that the soft bones separating her sex from her intestines would surely break with a roaring split, but it was not so.
After they were both fully into her and she was gasping for breath, Hans reached around her and fingered her still hard nipples. He pulled the other soldier's head forward with one hand and helped him to latch onto her other breast with his hot, sucking mouth. Then the both of them started ramming into her at the same time in matched strokes. Ruth was sure she was going to pass out. Never had she felt so crammed full, such a bursting of all her insides. Hans realized her dilemma first and motioned for the other to wait until he started to withdraw before he plunged into her tight little cunt again.
It took only about three strokes in and out of her in a planned manner to start her all over again. The sensation of pleasure was unbearable to Ruth. One large prick would be at the top of her bowels, then would begin to ease out slowly, then the other would gently cram into her throbbing vagina, exciting the walls and burning hotly all the way in. The motion generated a burning heat for Ruth as the two brick hard poles passed in and out of her. She couldn't take it. She had to bite her tongue to keep from losing all her control. She wanted to slam herself down on the one and ram her soft buttocks fully back into Hans' hard driving prick all at the same time.
Both of them noticed her increased desire and they began a buffeting and ramming into her that drove her mad. She twisted and turned and shoved her young body at their hard pricks with all her might. They speeded up their actions to match hers, ramming and poking and punching into her with all their pent up energy. Ruth knew that she was at the point of no return again. She bucked and twisted and groaned with pleasure, wanting the feeling to come, to hurtle itself at her and release the mighty dam inside her again.
They pounded her young body between them and knocked and rapped into her. Then both of them at the same time began to crash and pound and beat into her with their hard long pricks and Ruth slid over the ridge. As they drove into her with force she exploded again, bringing the two of them with her so that they clutched and sucked and bit at her body and their semen burst forth into her, burning and caressing her vagina and the smooth, rubbing walls of her tight clinging rectum all at the same time. The three of them clutched and hammered at each other until the last drop of pleasure was squeezed from and into each, then they relaxed, and the two soldiers held the small Ruth between them and moved their rough hands down her smooth flesh. They kissed gently at her hair and her ears and her cheeks.
Ruth had never been so satisfied in her life. Her whole body was content. She breathed easily and accepted the caresses of the two soldiers most willingly. She no longer felt alone and hopeless because she knew that she had a purpose, for them, at least, and her young mind told her that she would always have. She ran her soft white hands over their strong muscled backs and liked the feeling of hardness that she found there. She looked at Hans and said, "Tell me about the war. You're part of it."
Hans' blue eyes clouded and took on a far away look. Ruth felt his body tense up and she feared that she had said the wrong thing. Then he spoke, gently, in a far-away voice; "It's white, all white. There is nothing but snow and cold and the long stretches of white are broken only by blood. My buddy Jurgen and I," he indicated the other soldier with a nod of his head, "we took care of each other. We lay in the snow and dreamed of this – of you. You kept us alive and we didn't even know you. The Russian women wanted to kill us. They didn't or don't care about fucking. They only want to kill. They came with the men and shot at us and rammed their bayonets through the fallen soldiers and laughed like men at the flow of blood. There are millions of them and they're gonna start moving in this direction soon and they're going to kill all Germans. They'll tear out the guts of every German living – men, women and children. We can't stop them. They're too many and they're coming after us. God in Heaven!" The soldier Hans sobbed.
"Will they kill the Jews, too?" Ruth asked, alarmed by the thought of hordes of primitives from the East.
"Of course. Everyone. How would they know who is a Jew and who isn't?" Hans laughed bitterly.
Ruth shivered. Hans laughed and said, "I'd protect you, little Jew. You look German anyway. Are you sure you're of the vile race of Jews?" He squeezed her small nipples cruelly.
"Oh," Ruth moaned, then, "I don't know, really. I'm only sixteen – no, seventeen yesterday or the day before – but I don't think my mother was Jewish. Just my father I guess."
Hans was raised up on one elbow. He looked searchingly at Ruth. "Seventeen?" he asked incredulously. "How the shit did you get here?"
Ruth recounted her nightmarish days to the two, soldiers. They found her tale hard to believe. They listened intently to what she said and every now and then Hans would throw in an expletive that burned her ears. Suddenly he sprang off the bed and stood at the foot of it, nude, his hands on his hips, his feet spread apart with his sex hanging down ponderously between his skinny legs.
"What the fuck are you telling us this for? You think that we are over there dying so that children can be tortured at home? You're out of your God-damned head!" He exploded, his wrath explicit in his every word.
Ruth took a deep breath and decided to take a big gamble. She would do her bit to help the German cause since it had been so kind to her. "You're going back too," Ruth said slowly, "and you'll die there. No one cares anything about you here, just as they don't care about me. Look at Elizabeth. She was brutally raped and tormented by two grown people, both of them representative of the Third Reich. Just as you are. They told you we came here because we wanted to… well, if you can believe that then you can believe that you aren't going back to Russia. I find it hard to believe that I'm suddenly not a German girl and that my parents have disappeared. And that I've been turned into a prostitute. So if you want to believe that I'm lying, believe it."
Ruth sobbed softly, not because she felt like crying, but to make an impression on the soldier. She knew now why the girls were supposed to listen rather than talk. They were being tricked just as she was. She continued to cry even though she felt like laughing. The big man standing nude at the foot of the bed was furious. He had been double crossed and he realized it and there was nothing he could do about it. The second soldier Jurgen lay alongside Ruth and clutched at her with all his strength. Hans ordered him off the bed and told him to get dressed. He then went to the other bed and made that soldier get up and prepare to leave also. He looked at Elizabeth with pity in his eyes.
Hans came to where Ruth lay while the other two were standing by the door. He spoke to her, softly, saying, "I'm sorry. I'll pay someone back for this. I'll return shortly before I'm sent out again. I think I may have something for you." He touched his fingers to his cap then joined the other two and the three of them stepped through the door.