Thread: Love After a Time of Hate (Closed for Kiari03)

Emil did not even bother to inspect the books. He had a sinister sixth sense that told him exactly what had occurred whenever he entered a situation like this. Either she tried or did not. Either she succeeded or fail. There was no real science to it, he just knew, it was his gift to the Third Reich. He stood to the side of Ester and leaned over until his soft breathing fell right into her ear and upon the nape of her neck, there he stood waiting for a reaction. It didn't take long until she was shivering out of fear, for these rats, these dogs, knew just like knew when they had done something wrong. Only. He also knew how to make them think whichever way he wanted. Finally he breathed into her ear, Good girl. Seconds later another command, Follow. Emil stepped heavily down the stairs into the basement. At the table he removed her duster, and led her into the bedroom. Immediately as she entered he tossed her light teen body onto the bed and ripped the silk negligee down the middle. She was in an uncomfortable position on her back, but it forced her small breasts into the air where her nipples hardened almost instantly. Without any hesitation, like a bird of prey, Emil swooped in and latched his wet lips onto the soft lump on her breast. He could tell that he surprised her, as she started and gasped. Like any real man he knew enough of the arts of pleasure to woo a real lady, and girls were even easier. Jew girls in particular. They were animals, having never felt a man's touch before they would do anything for it. Like Ester earlier, enjoying every second of her time sucking the candy. Emil drove his tongue over the hard nub as one of his hands ran up and down her flat tummy while the other pinched and rubbed at her opposite breast. It did not take long for the gasp to come again only this time it was softer and more pleasured. He continued to run his hand along her trembling tummy, each time dropping it lower and lower toward her sweaty panties. The taste of salt on her breasts and slickness upon her skin were enticing. It was like someone had poured oil over her entire teen body. The lust brought more hunger and Emil sucked hungrily on her breast before biting into it lightly, and squeezing at the exact same moment on the opposite hand as his free hand roamed between her thighs and ground the sticky panties into her crotch. Finally he stopped to breath upon her chest, under which her heart pounded relentlessly. He watched her confused and nervous face as color flooded it. He began rubbing again in short bursts between her legs, then he licked from her breast all the way down to her belly button where he wiggled his tongue against her skin. Then there was a snap and he was standing. Holding her panties ripped in half. Don't worry, I have plenty for you. He folded the dank ones into a little ball and pull another pair out of the nearby dresser, he slipped them carefully over her ankles and pulled them snugly against her ass which he rubbed appreciatively before moving his face over and above hers. Open, She obeyed rapidly, and he immediately thrust the old pair inside of her mouth, then bound it with a short leather strap that wrapped around her head. Time for you to cook, but you can't with you hands like that. Emil dislodged the chains from her throat in the back, only to move them in front of her body and reattach them there in the front to her collar. Then he led her back upstairs into the massive kitchen, All ingredients are available. I'd like you to make pork, potatoes, and sauerkraut. Stop thinking about my tongue and my hands and get working. I am impatient when I am hungry. On a dime he turned, and left the kitchen. He had no worry of her escaping, their were guards, and Max wasn't very uptight inside, but anyone outside had to watch themselves. That was why he was smiling as he returned to his office, that and what he imagined was going through Ester's head at that very moment.