CB-134 Nazi Slaves
Nazi Slaves
Combat Books
CB-134
Anonymous
$3.95
FOREWORD
The dark-haired young, American soldier knelt naked on the floor.
His hands were cuffed behind his back. The metal clamps were on his nipples. The blood was flowing down his chest. And yet he would not surrender to the Nazi colonel, would not admit that he was hurting.
The colonel moved behind the American and put his hand on the young man’s neck.
He pushed the soldier forward and then he raised the leather riding crop.
He brought that leather riding crop down on the soldier’s bare buns with a terrible, cutting blow.
Then he watched the blood start to flow there and he snarled to the American.
“Admit it. Admit that the pain is there, you scum.”
“I feel no pain,” the American lied. “I feel no pain at all.”
And then the American soldier even forced himself to chuckle as the agony rocked through his brain, as he bled and suffered there under the colonel’s furious blows.
The colonel raised the riding crop again and brought it down hard on the man’s back, cutting the flesh again.
But the soldier would not surrender, would not admit that the pain was there.
Then the officer moved behind the soldier and quickly pressed the end of the leather riding crop against the opening between the man’s bleeding buns.
He thrust that leather up the American’s ass and that hurt like hell.
But the soldier continued to chuckle, continued to deny the terrible pain.
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