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The Spy

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The Spy (f/f)
(Please note: This story is pure fiction. All persons and places of action are pure fictitious)



There she layed. Naked, on an old metal bobbin in some cellar in the middle of enemy territory.

She had thrown all warnings into the wind. She knew what she was doing and still
ended her mission here in this quarry with fetters at the ankles and ankles.
The worst Of all cases had entered and yet the allied spy Claire Bloomberg she would be freedom
defend. The freedom of the German people but also of the whole free world, but what they do for it
Had to take care of her, which was to become clear to her later. Much later as it turned out,
For this little retreat in the middle of Berlin in the cold of February 1944 was supposed to be Claire's for a long time
New "home".

Down here was the empire of Elvira Brauer and Elvira was famous for her interrogation methods
And she got her answers. Sooner or later but she got it in any case.
The sight of her newest guest as she entered the cellar on this cold evening convinced the
German immediately. She was sure that this time she would not be different with her guests
Before and she could "welcome" some spies of the enemy lines. Just about the
Duration of the stay of the new lady Elvira was not yet sure, but that would soon Out.

They were brought to this ugly old cellar remember.
The last thing she knew was that she was on her way home as she was in one
Dark alley in the middle of Berlin felt a dull thud and suddenly it was darkened.
Claire knew this situation was the worst case and she had done everything she could to keep it going
This situation. But now it was necessary to defend freedom by all means.
Claire was ready to fight, But what fight you should imminently suspect the young
American woman in the least.

However, when she said the words "Good morning my dearest -
Welcome to my little playroom "in hard German, she suspected it
Would be harder. In espionage circles it was heard that there was probably a woman in Germany
To "ask questions" and should be very convincing, of which the young woman had
Already heard. However, Claire did not know how fast she was facing this infamous lady should be.
"The human body has its weaknesses ..." Claire heard a German voice say,
While she heard the metallic click of shoe heels on the cold stone floor.
"... and I am responsible for revealing these weaknesses, Fraulein!" "May I ask
What are their weaknesses, Madame? ... "Claire heard a female voice whispering
Was suddenly beside her left ear. There she stood. In their full size. Claire appreciated the
Woman at close to 1.80 meters. She had her black hair a horse tail together.
The woman wore a dark, tight-fitting jeans and a white, short-sleeved Blouse.
She had slender, sinewy arms and manicured hands. Your salmon pink painted
Fingernails glimmered in the neon light of the small room.

thought Claire full of nervousness.
Claire wanted to scream, but Brauer gently put a finger on her lips around her Clarify

. "You have very pretty armpits," whispered Brauer
as she walked around Claire's bunk and gently pushed one of her pointed fingernails over the light
Humid armpits of the American woman. Claire shuddered, for she knew what happen to her.
"I am interested in your mission, and your contacts in Berlin. Think you could
Will I be of service to you, most gracious? "Brauer sneered. "We do not know it here alone
And we care about their back men and their contacts.
What exactly is your mission, Fräulein? "

Fuck you Bitch! Claire screamed with all her courage she could muster. Nothing you will hear from
Me you fucking nazis ... "

"Name, Fräulein, I just want the names, then it's all over for her ... otherwise fear
I will have both of us longer the pleasure. The pleasure probably more on my side is .... "

"Never will you hear of me, we will destroy you ....." cried Claire in all her
Emotion and her sense of anxiety and agitation. She was wildly determined
Enemy not to provide any information ...
"I think my oil will be very beneficial with this moist skin ..." Claire shrugged
Together when she heard the word oil. "What the hell was she thinking?" Claire thought lightly
Panicked "What do you think of Fraulein? We will certainly have a lot of fun together, "said Brauer
Slightly maliciously grinning. Claire then tore at the rigid leather shackles to Elvira only a gentle one
Smile elicited. "But not Fraulein... They do not want to leave
We started at all, did not we? "Whispered Elvira gently as her fingers slowly Claire's unprotected armpits were approaching.

A throaty laughter filled the room as a brewer touched Claire's naked skin .....
A mixture of feminine sweat and the mild scent of almond oil filled the little one
Room. Somewhere in the heart of the enemy country, the brave American woman was arrested and
Interviewed. Claire was determined not to give the enemy any secrets, but the Germans
Had sent a lady who knows exactly how to give her guests the most secret information could elicit.

For an eternity, bright laughter sounded through the room. That's always laughter
When Elvira took a hard bristle brush. The American woman was Firm and determined, but the hard bristles on her soft oily armpit
Claire interrupts a hysterical laughter. Laughter the merciless German with a satisfied nod commented. Brauer knew from her own experience that she was on the right way.
Claire tried to defend herself wildly against every touch and the gruesome hard bristles to escape, but the leather straps at their hand and ankles were intransigent. Claire's long black hair was now wildly disheveled and stuck
Her moist forehead. The laughter was deep and throaty and when the German woman naked Claires
The American woman hopped on her bunk.

The Sensitive thighs of the young American woman were one of their biggest weak spots and that
Elvira knew only too well, for Claire was not her first guest, who was sitting on her bunk.
Elvira was firmly convinced to make her guest talk. None of their guests could Elvira
Hitherto resist, and even this rebellious American would not be able to do so. That was
The German woman convinces. Brauer was promptly strengthened in this assumption when she married her
Pointed fingernails now glide in Claire's hypersensitive knee-throats. The smallest
Touching her delicate skin in the knee-throats, the American woman immediately raged wildly.
The German woman knew that it was only a matter of time until they got their information
would. At last the cruel woman stopped her. But only to a small closet too
Walking in the dark corner of the room. Claire did not have him yet Discovered.
She was too busy with herself. When Brauer came back, Claire shuddered,
For what she saw she did not like. Not at all. The German had a small box
Brought to the horror of the American diverse feathers and others
Small and large brush. "Oh no ..." was all Claire could say as Brauer stood at her feet
And sat down on a small swivel chair.

The sweetish smell of sweaty, feminine soles of the feet immediately brightened Brauer's nose.
She loved this smell and enjoyed it extensively when she had the oil dripped from the bottle and
Gently passed Claire's feet. "You have a very nice soles structure my love! "Praised
Brewer "... that makes it easy for me, of course," she said as she held her pointed fingernail in
A perpendicular, deeper groove, and slowly slid down Claire's sole.
The sensation of the pointed nail on her soft, soft sole made the American furious. Claire
Wriggled and shrank, again, in hope of escaping the cruel touches of the Germans.
Of course, without success, because her shackles were merciless. Claire exploded
The touch of her soft bow with laughter. "Hahaha ... hohoho .... ohohoo".
The US spy now laughed loudly and throatily. Elvira had caught a sore spot on her guest
And that would benefit them. "Wonderful ... just wonderful. So I like that Wild laughter.

It's always the same with you, but normally the left foot sole
Always the most sensitive .... ". "No ... nooo, nohhhooo ...- Please do not .....". Just the thought about
The words of the German woman let Claire rush again. << ... She would not ... not mine
Weakest side ... she would not be able to bear it ... >> . Claire was now full of despair
her shackles. She had to escape somehow. She had to> Claire was aware of her
Which would not succeed their left sole attacking their most intimate secrets ......

But the next touch of Brauer's fingers left Claire at once
And she fell into wild laughter. The German woman knew she was on the right
Was gone. It was just a matter of time.
The American hung in her shackles. Far from home, in the middle of enemy land, she hung
Here, helplessly tied up and completely surrendered. Their eye parts shone in the neon light of the
small room.

Her gaunt soles felt sticky and hypersensitive. She almost felt as if
She would still be tickled, but the Germans had long since left the room.
The spy was exhausted and on the verge of a severe personal defeat. But still had
They will resist the will. Despite the torture that this woman has done to her in the past few hours
Or were it days? Claire had long lost the feeling of time and space. But she had the
Hope that they would save them and free them. As long as she wanted to endure, but when the
Door to the small exit again, the strong will of the American woman immediately disappeared.
The German woman had a small leather bag with her content Claire again paniced. Brauer smirked as she heard the reaction of her prisoners. "How did you get here Feathers and brushes of every kind and size ... "she said maliciously. "..... and you may choose with what we should begin. How do you find that?"

Claire was desperate and gave a soft cry of helplessness. The first time since her
Capture, the American was helpless. Helpless and frightened. She had sworn
But the evil woman had everything to do with her.
She feared that the actual torture only began right now.
Claire did not know how to keep her right.
"A word from you and everything is passed ... I just want the names of your contacts sweetness ..."
The last ¼ hour Claire had laughed continually throaty, now she hung exhausted in her
Tie up. Brauer was now sitting directly at the head of her prisoners and whispered softly to the American
into the ear. The hands of the German now rested motionlessly in the wide open armpits

By Claire. "You just have to talk to me sweetie, then everything's over - right away ..." whispered
Brewer quietly.
Meanwhile, she gently let her pointed fingernails spread over the wide open, defenseless
Shouldering the US espionage glide, causing Claire to laugh, and Elvira a gentle smile
Eased "You have it in your hand, sweetie .... you all alone decide when this ends here ...."
Whispered Brauer and Claire now laughed again loudly as the pointed nails her tender armpit
Stroking. But when the evil German woman now back her hard bristly brush on hand
Took her more and more aware that the end of her forces and also her strong will
Closer ... and that was not just the American woman ...

Brauer now took her swivel chair and placed him directly at the knee level of Claire's bunk.
The german took and the oil bottle and slowly drank some of the valuable
Liquid on her palms. Then she took a long white feather. Claire
Shuddered as the woman pushed the feather with the oil. <... Oh no ....> Claire was dizzy
Fear, and the thought of what was to come to them. But Brauer was stuck
Suddenly took her hand out and did not touch Claire's knee-throats with the oily feather
But to her shock their soft exposed soles With this touch had the
And she shrank and struggled against her fetters. But in vain and
Which weighed much worse for Claire, was the fact that Brewers were not on their soles alone
Concentrated By the position in the middle of the bunk it was the German woman a light one
Also Claire's hypersensible knee-throats with her fingers. The connection of the soles
With her sensitive knee-throats was too much for the American woman. At the moment she fell into
Hysterical laughter. Her strong muscular body tried to deal with the cruel touches
Escaped, but in vain.

"No no nohohoho ..... ahhha hiiihihiiihhii ..... Wiiiiiiii ... Wiinnntterrrsss ..... hihihiiiii" pressed Claire
Out while she was shaken by laughter. "I'm afraid I did not get it right
Understood my sweatheart ... "whispered Brauer. "... could you please repeat the name again,
Or should we make her knee-throats again with fresh oil, "she sneered.
"Noooo ... please --- noooo, Stephanie Winters is my contact" Claire gasped exhausted the name
out. ... she works at the German base in Nancy ..... Please ..... "Claire panted helplessly ...
"Please stop ..." "Next!" Brauer demanded mercilessly, as she raised her feather against
the hollow of Claires knees placed "..... She calls herself Stefanie Winter ....".
Claire was beaten and deeply ashamed. She had betrayed her secrets and somebody
Other in great danger.

But Ursula had already left the room.

She entered another room through a dark corridor. There were lots of differnet Utensils.
A flatbed of cold leather, a metal linkage of almost 2 meters in height and various
Cabinets with "tools" ... her "tools". <..... oh, yes ... >> Brauer whispered to herself
.... <... my little "play room" is already for you. I can not wait to get to know you, Stephanie Winters ... >>

How long Stephanie Ursula's guest remains, whether the two women can be freed or
if she remain forever the prisoners of this ruthless German woman, that is another story.
 
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