"On your feet, slut," the Colonel ordered.

The girl was too slow in responding and received a thudding kick from his booted foot that knocked the breath from her and pitched her face down into the cold slimy mud. She needed no second telling, the girl scrambled quickly to her feet and stood to attention, her body rigid and head up with her hands by her sides. She was weeping loudly, shivering with cold and fear mixed, her hair now matted with mud and her gaze downcast.

"Nice tits," the Colonel said kindly as he rubbed the tip of the riding crop over the shape of her left breast, flicking at her rubbery nipple with the end of the crop. Then his tone became harsh once again. "Now you will talk."

"But I told you, I know... Aaaargh!"

She screamed aloud as the crop, in one blurring rapid movement, rose and slashed down hard across the tops of both her breasts. The girl gagged and dropped to her knees, sucking in air to try to cope with the searing pain in her tender orbs. Her hands clamped over her breasts, soothing the enflamed areas, covering them protectively from a further lash and from the eyes of the watching guards.

"Get up!" He snapped and lashed down to land a savage stroke of the crop across the back of her shoulders. "Get up I said."

She stood up again, resuming the position at attention with her reddened breasts jutting out from her chest and her hands by her sides. She was shaking uncontrollably, her mouth moving to plead for mercy but no words would come. Her hips jerked forward in reaction as the stinging lash of the crop cut across both rounds of her taut buttocks and then she screamed like a cat in pain.

"Oh God help me please!" She wailed.

Again and again he laid the crop on her buttocks, swinging in with powerful lashes that slapped noisily on her flesh. So hard did he thrash her that her soft pale skin broke at the reddened areas, along the wide red welts that the hard shaft of the crop left on her.

"I'll talk! I'll tell you what you want to know!" She wailed.

The Colonel paused, breathing hard and with high sexual excitement pumping within him.

"But of course you will," he sneered. "I never doubted that you would."

He laid one final hard and brutal stroke of the crop on her before walking back to the watching deputy commandant. He was grinning broadly, triumphant, and gloating in his manner.

"She will talk now. You see, Colonel that my methods work, in less than four minutes the slut wants to tell all. Take the details and then have her locked up, I will want to question her again."

The deputy commandant didn't answer, he was too stunned by the cruel scene he had just witnessed to utter a word.

The Gestapo Colonel provoked, mocked with his tone as he said.

"I see by your expression that you disagree with my methods."

The deputy commandant nodded slowly.

"Well get used to them," the Colonel said, "For we haven't even started yet."

As he walked away his sadistic laughter could be heard in the heavy silence that now hung in the compound.

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