Sunday 1 August 2010

A Tale Of Nazi Domination

By a Master & his slave

NOTE: This story has no political or bigoted agenda whatsoever. It is intended solely for the enjoyment of those who turn on to the erotic image of hot Nazis in boots & uniform.

He was just a teen-age German kid back in the 30s. But even then he had the stunning good looks that would make him a knock-out when he later put on the uniform of the Nazi SS. But thats getting ahead of the story.

The story really begins on the day that Kurt and his Hitler Youth buddies stood near the Brandenburg Gate to watch a parade of the Nazi Black SS. Kurt stood there gazing, his eyes transfixed on these superb specimens of Aryan manhood, each one in skin-tight Nazi breeches and glistening black leather boots. Row upon row, they marched along the avenue, boots pounding. It was like the sound of thunder. The bright sun glistened off their shiny black helmets.

The sight of these fighting men, and the sound of their boots against the bricks, sent chills up and down Kurts spine. He wanted to march off with these magnificent fighters right then and there, to conquer and dominate. Kurt knew that these men of the SS were an elite, the finest example of German manhood and the bravest and most feared fighting force the world had ever seen.

As thousands of Nazi soldiers paraded by, Kurt shouted with the crowd: "Sieg Heil!" He wanted to be like them, he wanted to be one of them, march with them, and fight with them for the Fatherland! Kurt yearned for the day when he could lay aside the kid-shorts of his Hitler Youth uniform and put on the boots of a real Nazi SS Officer.

The excitement of viewing this display of military power created unfamiliar stirrings within the youth. Kurt was, as a matter of fact, experiencing his first real rock-hard erection. Everyone around him was wild with enthusiastic excitement and didn't notice the huge bulge in his short pants. The boys youthful cock was erect, hard, and throbbing. In fact, as the parade reached its climax, so did Kurt! The excitement of what he was witnessing produced his first real good load of man-cum!

Fortunately, Kurts academic and physical prowess put him on a fast track for admission to SS Officers; Training School. (Of course, his stunningly handsome Aryan physique didnt hurt either!) In the Academy he was at the top of his class in commitment to the ideology of the Master Race, as well as expert in hand-to-hand combat and shooting. But practice wasnt enough for him; Kurt yearned for real combat, fighting for the Third Reich!

Finally, the great day arrived when he was permitted to pull on a pair of skin-tight black SS breeches and snug-fitting Nazi Officer boots. The boots fit like a pair of gloves. They felt so fuckin good! As Kurt admired himself in the full-length mirror, he noticed a distinct bulge in the crotch of his uniform breeches. The very sight of his own hot German body in the uniform of a Nazi SS Officer excited him intensely. His cock throbbed!

Kurt gazed at the way those Black SS Officer boots encased his long muscled legs. The boots glistened and shone and reached almost to his knees. His SS Lieutenants uniform was tailored to fit snugly his strong, lean, youthful body. Every manly contour was defined and every muscle highlighted. His stunningly handsome black uniform fit him like a second skin, hugging every line of his muscle-ripped body. Over his blond hair Kurt put on his black SS helmet. The helmet shadowed his face and reminded him of an erect cockhead. Strands of golden blond hair protruded from the back of his helmet and contrasted with it, with the black uniform, and with his glistening black boots.

As he gazed into the mirror, Kurt couldnt but recall that day when he had watched the SS troops parade through the Brandenburg Gate. The memory of his throbbing hard-on and the huge load he shot was still with him. Standing there before the mirror with booted legs spread, Kurt loved the image of himself. His dream had come true: he was now a Lieutenant in the elite SS. Once again Kurts cock gave a Nazi salute, bulging right through the crotch of his breeches. Kurts black-gloved hand massaged the growing protrusion. The image he saw in the mirror was breathtaking. He spread his booted legs and brought out his aching cock, pumping it furiously. It was only a moment before Kurts cock erupted. Huge globs of cum exploded from the young Germans rod and splattered all over the mirror.

By the time Kurt graduated from the SS Academy (first in his class, of course), the Nazis had already invaded and conquered France. The first combat assignment for Kurts SS Unit was as part of the Nazi Occupation of France. Their mission was to destroy any remaining will to resist. The French Army had surrendered, but the SS were now out to destroy the French Resistance Movement.

Kurt was more than ready to do his duty for the Third Reich. He was proud of the small SS Unit that he commanded. When his Unit moved into a French village and the locals saw the Black SS marching down their streets, fear and awe swept over them. Kurt was ready for this first enemy encounter. He craved the chance to fight, conquer, vanquish, and dominate. He would prove himself worthy of his SS uniform!

One day, while doing a house-to-house search for members of the French Resistance and their hidden weapons, Kurt opened a closet door and came face-to-face with a handsome young Resistance Fighter. Before Kurt could fire his German luger, the Frenchman lunged at him, knocking the gun across the room. Instantly, they came together like two wild animals, each intent on the total domination of his enemy. As they fell to the floor, wrestling and groping, the Nazi wrapped his boots around the Frenchmans legs, like a snake wrapping around its prey. The German managed to pin the Frenchmans arms and then thrust his knee up and right into his enemys cock and balls. When the Frenchman doubled up in pain, the vicious Nazi fighter seized the moment and came up over him, straddling his chest and arms tight between his booted legs. With that, he reached back to get an iron grip on his enemys defeated cock, only to discover that the Frenchman had a raging hard-on! All the easier for the Nazi to get a handful of French dick!

It was the Nazis fight; and both men knew it! Kurt gripped his enemys rock-hard cock tighter than ever and gave the ultimatum: "Surrender to me, Frenchman, surrender to the Nazi German Master Race or Ill rip your dick off!" When the struggling Frenchman shouted, "Nazi motherfucker!" the SS man spat in his face: "You fucking French faggot! Give in to me! Give in to a Nazi German -- or Ill kill your cock and balls!"

With that, the Frenchman gave in and surrendered. The victorious Nazi immediately brought one boot up beside his enemys face while wedging his other knee right between the prisoners legs: "You fucking French swine, lick my boot! Lick that Nazi SS boot or Ill smash your balls! Lick the boots that trampled your country! Lick the boots that crushed the fucking French Army! Lick;em or die!"

Slowly but surely, the Frenchmans tongue reached out and touched the glistening black leather of the Germans hot SS boots. He licked the toe of the Nazis boot, then slowly up the boot shaft, and then down again. Then the Nazi shifted and brought his other booted leg up for more of the same. Watching his defeated enemy lick his SS boots was enough to get the Nazis cock rock-hard. And much to the Nazis delight, the Frenchman there on the floor beneath him showed the clear outline of an ever longer and harder cock. Now Kurt knew for sure that he had completely conquered the Frenchman. Total domination and ultimate victory was his to enjoy!

This was more than Kurt had hoped for in his first taste of combat, but it was exactly what he craved. Even while the Frenchman was trying to protest ("You have no right to make me do this!"), Kurt was opening his breeches to release his throbbing cock. He ordered the prisoner to kneel before him . Then the young Germans hands gripped the Frenchmans head and forced his face toward his enormous cock: "Suck my cock, swine! Suck my Aryan cock while you hump that Nazi boot! Hump it;like the faggot dog you are! Do it now!"

The German neednt have demanded. The prisoner took the Germans tool while, at the same time, ramming his own lust-driven dick against the Germans fantastic SS boot! Both men were in the throes of animal lust. The German bent his booted legs as he thrust deeper and deeper down his enemys throat; and he could feel the Frenchman slamming his own rigid pole against the Germans black-booted leg. The Frenchman was wildly humping his rigid cock against the black leather of the Nazis booted leg, while at the same time servicing Kurts throbbing SS bayonet cock.

It didnt take long before both men exploded and shot their huge loads. Kurt exploded in the Frenchmans mouth. Load after load erupted from the Nazis cock. He held the Frenchmans head between his gloved hands, forcing him to take every fuckin drop of man-cum. The Frenchman, too, was so crazed with lust that he shot his hot load all over the SS Officers boots. The German moaned with delight as his prisoner tongued every drop of cum from his SS boots.

Kurt realized that he had more than a prisoner here; he had a fucking French sex slave! Why ruin all the fun, he told himself, by taking this hot French stud back to prison camp! Better to continue the "interrogation" right here in this abandoned house! That made eminent sense to Kurt; and it most certainly made sense to his rock-hard cock, already throbbing for more.

The young Nazi , with his still-oozing cock hanging out of his breeches, moved quickly to the corner of the room and picked up his luger from the floor. Then he sat down, stretched out his booted legs and smiled at his prisoner, kneeling there on the floor: "Whats your name, Frenchie?" The frightened prisoner looked into the barrel of his Nazi enemys gun and replied: "Pierre."

"Nice name for a nice French boy. Youve got a choice, Pierre. You can be smart and submit totally to a German Officers cock and boots; or you can be stupid and get yourself killed right now. I suggest you listen to your throbbing French cock and not your stupid French brain!"

The young Frenchman, still kneeling there on the floor, gazed at the incredibly hot Nazi German SS Officer. The Nazis boots glistened as he massaged his Aryan cock to a renewed hard-on. Pierre knew in his heart that he should choose to die for his country, but he also knew in his own hard-on that he wanted to serve this Nazis cock and boots forever!

Without uttering a word, Pierre went down on his knees and began to lick the black leather of the Nazis SS boots. He licked slowly and sensuously! His tongue glided over the warm leather, starting at the toe and working his way up and down the shaft of each boot. Kurt sat there, playing with his throbbing meat: "Ja, I knew youd listen to your dick! Ja, your cocks dying to serve the Master Race. Thats it, lick my fuckin boots!"

Kurt sat there, with the toe of one boot against Pierres lips and the other wedged between the Frenchmans legs. The Nazi was pawing his own throbbing tool, getting it ready to invade Pierres ass. Kurt wanted this defeated French faggot to experience blitzkrieg right up his tight little ass. Kurt longed to shoot his load in his defeated enemys ass and to make him a sex slave to the SS.

As Kurt watched Pierre service his boots, he was acutely aware that hed found himself an expert bootlicker;a real slave to Nazi black leather! But his throbbing SS cock wanted more&! So he stood and yanked Pierres pants down: "Now take it, Frenchie! Take it from a Nazi German! Ja, take it up your fuckin ass! Im gonna breed you for the service of the SS!"

Slowly, Pierre got on all fours, with his tight ass sticking up in the air. He tried to brace himself for the moment when that enormous SS cock would invade him. Pierre grimaced with pain as the Nazis rock-hard cock attacked;invaded and plundered his ass! But it hurt so fuckin good! The lust-crazed Nazi spread his booted legs as he slammed his hips harder and harder against his sex slaves ass, driving ever deeper. Shit, this was what war was meant to be: Total domination of your enemy -- and then fuck his brains out!

The impact of the SS Officers vicious entry and violent fucking nearly knocked Pierre off balance. The Frenchman had to use every ounce of strength to hold his position as the lust-crazed Nazi SS Officer relentlessly pounded his ass.

As Kurt and Pierre were going at it furiously, one of Kurts Nazi Sergeants (Manfred), slipped into the house and stood there watching the whole scene. Kurt was petrified that hed been discovered and that his kamerad might report him for sexual activity with another male and an enemy prisoner at that! Kurt felt sure his Sergeant would feel duty-bound to report him. Kurt had instant visions of being court-martialed and dismissed from the SS. He stopped plowing Pierres ass, but the Frenchman continued to lunge back and impale himself on the Nazis cock. Despite the fact that Kurt was no longer thrusting into the Frenchmans ass, his cock seemed drawn even deeper into it. Pierres ass and Kurts cock had become inseparable as the Frenchman lunged wildly back, impaling Kurts cock and taking his pole to even greater depths.

But there was no need to fear. In an instant Manfred was nursing a major bulge in his SS breeches. Kurt thought he detected a smile on his Sergeants face, but it was hidden in the shadow of the black SS helmet. In a flash Manfred moved closer and brought out his rock-hard Aryan cock, shoving it down Pierres throat. Now Pierre was getting face-fucked and ass-fucked by two hot Nazi SS studs. By now Pierre had given in so completely that there was nothing he wanted more than to serve his Nazi Masters lust! Every time Kurt thrust into the Frenchmans ass, he drove Pierre onto the massive cock of his kamerad. Every fuck-thrust that Kurt made just forced the Frenchman to take and suck the Nazi Sergeants cock deeper down his throat.

And thats just what he did until both Germans nuts exploded and their fully-loaded Nazi sex lugers fired shot after shot at point-blank range!

Finally, the two Nazis pulled their still-oozing cocks out and let Pierre collapse on the floor, his tongue now lapping at Kurts boot. It didnt take but a moment for Pierre to jack off and shoot his enormous load all over the Nazis boot. Once again, without a command being uttered, the Frenchman tongued every drop of his load from Kurts glistening Black SS Officer boots. Towering over their sex toy, the two Nazis smiled and stuffed their spent-dicks back in their SS breeches.

It was late that night when the two SS men finally reported back to camp with the French prisoner they had "just captured." Neither Nazi mentioned the "extended prisoner interrogation" that they had both conducted and neither did Pierre!

Pierre was later sent to a prison camp somewhere in France. Kurt tried to learn his whereabouts but, with the Normandy invasion, his elite SS unit was in constant combat. In his report Kurt had discretely omitted the fact that Pierre was a member of the French Resistance. That omission saved Pierres life, since the penalty was death by firing squad. Pierre knew this and often thought about the two young SS men who had spared his life and given him his first real taste of man-sex.

Postscript:

Manfred was killed in France a month later, but Kurt survived the war. He never forgot that the hottest sex he ever had was with that Frenchman, Pierre. Kurt wondered if Pierre made it through the war. The question so haunted him that he set out to find the answer.

He checked through prisoner records and finally found Pierres full name and home town too. Kurt managed to contact his former enemy by phone and asked to meet him at a local café. It was a very awkward moment when the two former enemies met again face to face, but there was also the re-kindled spark of desire that had ignited both men when they first encountered each other. After a couple glasses of wine Kurt invited Pierre to meet him at his hotel that night.

When Pierre knocked at Kurts hotel room, he wasnt sure exactly what to expect, but he sure did know what he was hoping for. When the door opened, there was Kurt, hotter than ever in his full Nazi SS uniform. Pierres eyes went instantly to Kurts glistening Black SS Officer boots and he said: "Oh yah, Nazi, do it to me! Dominate the fuck out of me! Make me serve your Nazi cock and boots forever!"

So once again Kurt, the stunningly handsome Nazi German, wrapped his boots around Pierre, the Frenchman, but this time it was such sweet surrender to the Nazis boots to the Nazis cock and to every inch of his irresistibly sexy body! Pierre was indeed a servant of the Black SS and their boots forever!

THE END

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