Riverdale 1942 - Part 2 by Archie Fan - betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca Archie and the others learn more about their Nazi captors contains ideologically sensitive material ******************************************************************** Chapter 2 Archie, Reggie and Jughead were led down below the castle to what the jail. The area appeared to have been renovated recently with new metal bars installed and doors with modern locks. The three of them were forced into one cell together and then the door was locked. The other three women left but Untersturmf�hrer Veronika H�tte remained behind. "I will be back soon," she said in accented English. The watched as she walked off disappearing from view. "Are you guys getting a really strange feeling about all of this?" Archie asked. "I'll say," Reggie agreed. "I haven't seen a single man since we've arrived here, it's all women." "And they're wearing SS uniforms," Jughead added. "I didn't think they let women serve in the SS." "How would you know that?" Reggie asked. "Well just the literature of the Nazi Party," Jughead said. "A woman's place in the home raising kids; that's kind of the opposite of what's going on here." "I think we should be more concerned with what's going on here rather than debating whether they're allowed in the SS or not," Archie said. "Good point we need to do what we can to get out of here," Reggie said. "Really? We're unarmed, locked in a dungeon in a castle up on a hill deep inside an enemy country with hundreds, if not thousands, of people out there more than willing and capable of stopping us," Jughead stated. "We may be far from France and Belgium but we've gotten closer to Switzerland," Reggie said. "If we can make it there we could claim asylum and wait out the war there." "I think we should be more concerned about our impending interrogation," Jughead retorted. Just then two of the guards returned. One of them pointed at Reggie and motioned with her finger for him to follow her. "Keiner von euch beiden bewegen," the other one said to Archie and Jughead as she pointed her MP-40 at them menacingly. Jughead and Archie put their hands up and stepped as far away from the cell door as they could. The woman than closed and locked the door and then escorted Reggie away. "I've got a bad feeling about this Jug," Archie said to his friend. "Me too Arch, me too," Jughead agreed. ******************************************************************** Reggie was led by the two women down a narrow hall till they reached a window-less big metal door. The first one opened the door and the second then shoved him inside before closing the door behind him. Reggie blinked his eyes getting used to the dim lighting in the room. As he looked around he saw all sorts of medieval torture equipment adorned the walls of the room. However in the middle of the room was a tilting table that had restraints on it. He also noticed that there was another door on the other side of the room. "Welcome to the Folterkammer," Veronika said as she emerged from the shadows. Reggie gulped at the sight of her. She was holding a bullwhip in one hand and she looked to be quite familiar with its use. "Folterkammer?" he asked. "Ah, yes in English you would call it a... torture chamber," Veronika replied with a smirk. Reggie looked around nervously. "Of course if you tell me what I wish to know then you will be unharmed," she said. "What do you want to know?" Reggie asked frightenedly. "Tell me the numbers of the American forces stationed in Britain," Veronika demanded. "I... I don't know for sure," Reggie answered nervously. "I know there's about thirty air crews in my group but there's more arriving all the time. And I have no idea about the fighter groups or ground troops or anything like that." Veronika snapped the whip. It cracked in the air as it struck the ground just millimeters from Reggie's foot. He yelped slightly as he hopped backwards. "I think you know more than you're letting on," Veronika said. "I think some further persuasion is necessary." "Please don't hurt me, please," Reggie begged. Veronika ignored him and walked over to the far door. "Senden sie in dem gefangenen," Veronica barked through the door. A moment later the door opened and a balding man wearing nothing but a pair of ragged pants was shoved inside before the door was closed. The man was short at about 5'6" and looked malnourished as he was very thin and his ribcage was visible. "Bitte hilf mir," he said weakly as he looked at Reggie. Reggie looked at him utterly confused. He didn't know what the man had said, although he guessed that it was a plea for help, but he also didn't know why the man was in here. Suddenly Veronika lashed out with her whip again and this time it wrapped around the man's neck. The man dropped to his knees clutching at the whip which was strangling him. "Holen sie sich auf den tisch du dreckiger Jude," Veronika barked at him. The whip still around his neck the man crawled towards the table. Veronika released the whip from his neck as he crawled up onto it. Veronika then began attaching the restraints to him as Reggie watched dumbfounded. "What are you doing?" Reggie asked terrified for the man. "I am demonstrating what I will do to you on this sub-human filth," Veronika answered. Once the man was strapped to the table Veronika to a few steps back and then lashed out with her whip. The man howled in agony as the whip opened up bloody jagged cuts all over his body. Reggie could only cringe helpless to do anything. Veronika stopped and turned to Reggie. "So is your memory now clearer?" She asked. "Or should I continue?" "They were looking to have about 2000 airmen over in England by the end of the month," Reggie said as he wracked his brain for anything useful to tell her. "Good, tell me about your aircraft though, what are it's weak spots?" Veronika inquired. Reggie wasn't sure what to say, he knew that giving them estimated numbers was one thing; but actually telling them secrets about American military equipment could constitute treason. However he the prospect of a court-martial seemed far more pleasant than what Veronika had planned for him. "Hmm, perhaps a further demonstration is needed," Veronika said after Reggie had hesitated for a moment. As Reggie watched she set the whip aside and reached down and unsheathed a knife from her belt. She brandished in the air with a brief flourish holding it up momentarily so Reggie could see the engraving on it. "Meine Ehre hei�t Treue," it read in an medieval looking script. Veronika then turned back to the prisoner and with a sudden and quick slice cut the waist band of his pants causing them to fall down around his ankles leaving him nude. He yelped as she made a slight nick near his left hip, the blood slowly trickling down his thigh. With her free hand Veronika reached down and grasped the man's penis and began stroking him making him hard. Reggie noticed that the man was circumcised and then realized that he was likely Jewish. Reggie knew about the Nazi's anti-Semitic views, but he didn't realize how far they would go. Soon the man's penis was hard and sticking straight out towards Veronika, despite the fact that the man was utterly terrified. "Sogar ihr penis ist hilflos, mir zu widerstehen," Veronika said with a laugh. "Bitte nicht," the prisoner whimpered. In a swift motion Veronika swung the dagger and it sliced through the prisoner's cock like a knife through hot butter. His prick fell to the floor with a small wet thump and he began screaming loudly as he bled rather profusely from the wound. Veronika stomped down on his severed prick with her boot crushing the organ in a bloody mess. The prisoner continued to scream in agony. "So will you be telling me what I want to know?" Veronika asked as she licked some of the blood off the weapon. "Or will I be doing the same to you?" ******************************************************************** From in their cell Archie and Jughead could hear the muffled screams coming from in the direction that Reggie had been taken. "What do you think they're doing to him?" Archie asked nervously. "Nothing good," Jughead said. Just then a door opened nearby and few moments later Archie and Jughead saw Baroness Bl�hen and her daughter Cheryl. "Ah gut. Veronika hat diese beiden verst�mmelt noch." Cheryl said. "Speak English dear for the sake of our... guests," the Baroness said glancing at Archie and Jughead in the cell as she smirked. "Very well mother," Cheryl said her English nearly as good as her mother's. Cheryl made her way over to the cell door and the boys saw that she was almost as tall as her mother at 6'2". Cheryl unlocked the door and stepped inside. Archie and Jughead saw they had an opening to try and escape. They didn't want to suffer whatever it was they could hear from deeper in the dungeon. They tried to rush past Cheryl. However she lashed out with a clothesline that dropped Jughead to the ground with one arm and drew her Luger pistol and pointed it at Archie's head with her other hand. "Nice try," she said. Archie put his hands up and slowly backed up all the way to the back of the cell as Jughead slid along the floor to join him. Outside the Baroness was chuckling. "You men, always underestimating the power of women," the Baroness said. "Your daughter is no ordinary woman," Archie commented. Cheryl smiled at the comment. "No she is not," Baroness Bl�hen agreed. "Tell me have either of you heard of the scientist Abraham Erskine?" "Do you mean Albert Einstein?" Jughead asked. "No, although I do know of him too," the Baroness replied. "No Abraham Erskine is a most curious little man, exceedingly clever, for a Jew." Neither Archie nor Jughead was Jewish, but both found her comment to be offensive. However neither said anything. "Before we Nazi's rose to power Erskine was working on a formula, an �bermensch formula." The baroness said. "�bermensch?" Archie inquired. "It means, how do you say... super-man," Cheryl explained. "In fact he was working on it very near here," Baroness Bl�hen continued. "However he fled the country once Hitler took power. However his research all remained safely behind and in my possession." Archie and Jughead glanced at each other, both wondering where this story was going. "His formula was incomplete," the baroness said. "But the research showed great promise but there was one interesting part of it that he had overlooked. While the formula in theory could improve a man to the peak of human condition with a woman it could do so much more." Jughead and Archie's eyes went wide with fright and surprise at this. "I'm sure you think that my daughter and I have taken this formula along with the other women here, and that is partially true." Baroness Bl�hen said. "The formula we have all taken is still incomplete, but it is more than enough to make us equals to you men. However soon, very soon the true formula will be ready and once it is it is not Hitler, but I who shall rule the Third Reich!" Archie and Jughead were shocked. As far as they were concerned Baroness Bl�hen was completely insane. They had no idea if she was telling the truth about this formula, but the whole idea seemed rather impossible. But whether it was or wasn't, the Baroness had managed to raise herself a small army of fanatical young women. However they weren't sure why the Baroness and her daughter had come here to tell them, two low ranking soldiers who were now prisoners, her plans. "So, welche willst du, tochter?" Baroness Bl�hen asked her daughter speaking in German once more. "Ich mag die Rothaarige," Cheryl replied with a smirk. "Du kannst mit ihm spielen, wenn sie wollen. Aber ihn nicht brechen." The Baroness said. The Baroness then left leaving Cheryl behind with the two prisoners. Cheryl watched her mother leave before turning back to Archie and Jughead. She pointed her gun at Archie and gave a grin. "You, what is your name?" she asked. "Archie... Archie Andrews," he replied. "Come with me," she said as she slowly backed out of the cell keeping her pistol pointed at him. Archie slowly followed her out. However when Jughead moved Cheryl shifted her aim from Archie to Jughead. "You stay put," she ordered. "Stand with your hands up and back against the wall." Jughead put his hands up over his head and backed up against the wall as she asked. Meanwhile Archie slowly followed her out of the cell. Once he was out Cheryl closed and locked the cell door while keeping her pistol trained on Archie, although Archie felt as though she could handle him without the weapon, she had an air of being able to handle herself. Cheryl guided Archie towards the door that Reggie had been taken through. The screams had stopped a while ago and Archie was nervous as they walked towards it. Just before they got there the door opened and Archie watched as two female guards dragged Reggie through with Veronika following behind them. Reggie was as pale as a ghost and his face seemed frozen in fear, but otherwise he seemed physically fine. As Archie watched the two guards opened the cell and dumped Reggie inside before closing the door while Veronika stopped beside he and Cheryl. Jughead ran over to check on his friend. "Was machst du mit diesem gefangenen?" Veronika asked. "Ich wollte, um etwas spa� mit ihm haben." Cheryl replied. "Haben sie etwas dagegen, wenn ich Mitglied?" Veronika inquired. "Ich w�rde es lieben, wenn sie uns verbinden," Cheryl answered. Both girls smiled and turned to Archie. "Come along little man," Cheryl said. Archie gulped nervously as he walked through the door, Cheryl and Veronika following close behind him. Jughead watched worriedly as the door was closed, the looked down at Reggie, whom he was kneeling beside. "Reggie, Reggie are you okay?" Jughead asked. Reggie didn't reply but just stared blankly up at the ceiling from where he lay on his back on the floor. "Reggie they just took Archie away, what are they going to do to him?" Jughead asked. "Nothing good," Reggie answered, his voice barely audible as he continued to stare barely blinking up at the ceiling. ******************************************************************** Archie was led down the hallway till they reached a spiral staircase that went up. Cheryl went up first, then Archie with Veronika bringing up the rear. Archie wasn't sure where they were taking him but he was pretty sure it wasn't the same place they had taken Reggie. They were so far away from the cells that there was no way that he and Jughead could have heard the screams, at least not as loudly as they did. Cheryl came out from the stairs into a narrow hallway and made her way down past a few doors before stopping at one and opening it. Archie followed her in. The looked to be in a room with nothing in it but a dresser and a queen sized bed. "Where are we..." he started to ask. He stopped when he saw that Cheryl was removing her belt and taking off the jacket of her uniform. "Uh... what is going on?" Archie asked. Just then the door closed and Archie turned around to see that Veronika was also undressing. "You are... h�bsch," Veronika answered with a smile as she continued to undress. "H�bsch?" Archie asked confused. "Yes, cute or good-looking," Cheryl answered. Archie turned back to see that Cheryl was now wearing almost nothing but her underwear. Archie stared at her dumbfounded. He had never seen a woman like Cheryl before. There was the fact that she was much taller than an average woman but she also had two of the largest and roundest breasts he had seen and her figure was unlike any he had ever witnessed. She had an hourglass figure but yet her could see the faint outlines of hard muscles on her arms and legs that made it looks as if she were at least as strong as a man. It was both appealing and intimidating at the same time. "And what do you think about me?" Cheryl asked as she put her hands on her tips in a pose that seemed to push her breasts forward and make them look bigger. "I... I... uh... duh... um..." Archie stammered searching for words as he stared at Cheryl his eyes wide with lust. "Or me?" Veronika asked. Archie turned around and looked at Veronika. She wasn't quite as tall as Cheryl, a didn't seem to be quite so toned but there was definitely an athletic look to her build. Her breasts were of a comparable size and looked to be spilling out of her ill-fitting bra. "I... uh... wow... uh..." Archie stuttered. The two Nazi women both stepped closer till their breasts were just inches away from him. "How about you show us what you have?" Cheryl asked suggestively. Archie just looked between the two of them a confused. When he made no move Cheryl and Veronika both began removing his pants. Archie was too surprised to stop them and soon his pants were around his ankles along with his underwear. His semi-erect cock was on display for both of them to see. "Das ist eine beeindruckend gro�e schwanz," Veronika commented. "Was war die Flugoffiziere schwanz wie?" Cheryl asked. "Habe ich nicht bekommen, es zu sehen. Ich war zu besch�ftigt ihn abfragenden." Veronika replied. "Ich glaube nicht, dass er eine erektion nach dem, was er sah, bekommen konnte." "Pech!" Cheryl commented. "Ich wette, er ist gut dotiert." Archie looked nervously back and forth between the two women not sure what they were saying. Suddenly the two women shoved him onto the bed. He tried to get up but they leapt onto the bed after him and pinned him down. "So why don't you show us how you please an American woman?" Veronika suggested. "I... I uh... I've never been with a woman," Archie admitted rather embarrassed. "Er hat noch nie mit einer frau geschlafen, bevor? Das wird ein spa�!" Cheryl stated. "Wir werden ihn sexuelle dinge zu zeigen, dass keine amerikanische Frau jemals w�rde," Veronika said with a wide grin. "Uh..." Archie stammered. Cheryl climbed above him so she was pinning down his arms with her knees while she straddled over his head. "You are in luck little American boy," Cheryl said. "Veronika and I are going to show you how we do things here in Germany." To be continued...