The mankillers of Femville part 3
By Utrea
Series about an all female resistance group in Nazi occupied France during WWII


Chapter 1

Traci smiled in grim satisfaction as she gazed into the frightened, pleading
eyes of the dying man trapped between her strangling, black stockinged legs.
She was sitting on the floor looking down on her victim. His throat was being
slowly crushed by the blonde American girl’s thighs. With his airway closed,
he struggled for release as much as he could, but having had his hands bound
behind his back , Traci was easily able to control him. Kneeling by her side
was Amelia, a half French, half Egyptian girl who oversaw the German soldier’s
execution with words of encouragement and advice for her trainee American
assassin. The daughter of a Legionaire father and an Arab mother, at 21 years
of age, the dusky beauty had discovered her talent for silent killing as one
of Mme La Venger’s chateau girls, and was now sharing that knowledge with the
OSS agent.

"Bon. Now you have him under complete control. Finish him. Tighten with your
thighs. Don’t give him a chance to breathe"

Traci’s legs were beginning to ache. Under the French girls tuition, she had
been practising various choke holds on her prisoner for the best part of three
hours, taking him to the brink of death between her scissoring black nyloned
thighs, knees, calves, ankles and feet before easing up with the pressure and
allowing the soldier time to recover. Now it was time to apply the
coup-de-grace. She leaned back, crossed her ankles and squeezed down on the
German’s throat with all her strength . His face grew red and his eyes bulged
in their sockets as his tongue was forced from his mouth. Traci was getting
turned on by the pathetic struggles of her victim for the last time. She
glanced up to see Amelia smiling at her, she knew the exquisite pleasure that
the American was experiencing and was absently rubbing at her crotch,
stimulating herself to orgasm.

They were down in the cellar of the chateau where they would not be disturbed
so that Traci could perfect her deadly techniques. Apart from the two girls
and the dying Nazi, the grim spectacle was also being witnessed by three other
German soldiers. Bound to chairs and gagged they could only look on in mute
horror as the blonde beauty destroyed their comrade, and wonder at their own
fate. Traci’s victim had now turned purple, the frantic scrabbling of his feet
against the stone floor of the cellar slowed to a series of feeble twitching
as he lost his fight for life. Traci cried out in orgasmic ecstacy as wave
upon wave of pleasure coursed through her body . The soldier gave one final
convulsion and lay still. Traci maintained the deadly pressure with her legs
for a few moments more until she was sure that he was dead, then releasing her
hold on his neck, using her right stiletto shod foot, she pushed the corpse
off of her left thigh and stood on trembling legs

"That was wonderful" she exclaimed. "When do I get to do another?" She glanced
towards the prisoners

"That is all for today." Amelia replied "Besides some of them have not even
been interrogated yet. Be patient and we will carry on with your lessons
tomorrow, when you will learn how to use your arms. In the meantime continue
with your finger strengthening exercises, it takes a considerable effort to
strangle a man to death with nothing but your bare hands, but you will be able
to do it by the end of your training."

Both girls then exited the cellar arm in arm, switching off the light,
plunging the Germans into darkness and locking the door behind them. Later
that night they would return to dispose of the body, dumping it in the forest
to be found by a patrol the next day.

Chapter 2

Traci’s demonstration of her skills as a natural born killer, was in complete
contrast to that of Tina.

She was having a real tough time getting to grips with the enemy. It was not
that she was against killing, indeed she was quite confident that she could
see off any adversary in a one on one situation. Her OSS training bore out the
fact. She was adept at close quarter combat and knew over a dozen ways to kill
a man with her bare hands. She had become excited and wet the night before as
she had watched Pavla and Irene dispatch the two soldiers. No, the problem she
had was that she could not bring herself to attack defenceless and bound men
she regarded as prisoners of war. She now sat in Louise La Venger’s study
while the resistance leader decided her fate.

"I respect your feelings" she began "But the proper treatment of captured
soldiers and regard for the Geneva Convention are luxuries we cannot afford.
We have been successful in our operations only because we have been smart
enough to not arouse the suspicions of the Nazis. That is why when we execute
an enemy, it is always by the same method. The Germans just do not believe
that a woman has the physical capabilities to choke a man to death let alone a
fully trained soldier. So while they are scouring the hills looking for a non
existent maquis, we are left to carry out our operations undisturbed. So you
see you must adopt our methods of killing and become proficient at it before
we can allow you to work with us. We cannot carry passengers. I suggest you go
and reflect on your situation. When you reach a decision, I will be waiting".

Tina made her way from the study and went to her room. She knew that Louise
was right. They were in the middle of France with Nazis breathing down their
neck and a cellar full of Kraut prisoners. Hell the chateau girls were even
expected to fuck the officers when they arrived later that evening. And what
observance of the Geneva Convention did the Germans show when they massacred
the the people of Femville. Still she could not bring herself to kill the
soldier who had been allocated to her. Soldier?... he was actually no more
than a boy. He could not have been much over eighteen, and Tina who stood well
over 6ft. in her stiletto heels had towered over him. She now lay on her bed
and considered her future, long and hard.

It was evening when she finally decided that she was not going to be able to
complete her training, she just could not sanction the killing of unarmed and
defenceless prisoners. She would go see Louise and inform her of her decision.
They could then arrange to have her flown back to England and reassigned.

Leaving her room she descended a grandiose staircase leading to the hall. She
was passed on the staircase by one of the girls, a slim blonde called Marie.
She was giggling girlishly as she led a young Leutnant by the hand. The
soldier carried a half finished bottle of wine from which he took long
draughts. As they passed the Leutnant stopped momentarily looking Tina up and
down lecherously taking in her long dark brown hair, large blue eyes, glossy
red lips, full bust, slim waist and shapely long legs.. Tina could see he was
drunk. Marie tugged at the German and Tina watched them continue their ascent
and disappear into one of the guestrooms. Tina continued down the stairs.
There were several more officers in the hall being tended to by the chateau
girls, and a number of field caps on a table suggested that more officers were
already enjoying a night of passion with their various escorts. Tina knew that
as they were sending the drunken Nazis to the heights of ecstacy, the girls
would be interrogating them for information which would then be relayed by
radio to England. She knew that such niceties would not be afforded to the
prisoners in the cellar. They would be tortured for information, and when they
were of no further use, they would be executed and their bodies dumped, to be
found by their comrades. Their strangled, horror stricken features put great
fear into those unlucky enough to find them, and all were scared of falling
into the hands of such a merciless enemy.

Tina reached the foot of the stairs and was making her way to the study when
she heard a male voice say "You girl. Where are you going?"

She turned to see that she was being addressed by an SS officer, sinister in
his black uniform with silver death’s head insignia

Chapter 3

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Sturmbannfurher Herman Kessler had arrived in Femville just that morning with
unwelcome news, as far as Colonel Manfred von Horst the garrison’s commander
was concerned . He was sat at his desk, with Major Hartmann his second in
command standing behind him. Kessler stood to attention before them.

" Herr Oberst" he began "Berlin is very concerned of your apparent lack of
success in locating and destroying the maquis cell operating with such a
deadly effect in the area. I have been sent to take charge. You will therefore
place all your security forces under my direct command. Naturally you will
still oversee the day to day running of the base and be responsible for the
movement of supplies and troops in transit."

Technically von Horst outranked the SS man, in fact he was the equivilent rank
to a major in the army, and the Colonel resented the fact that he was being
spoken down to by a man of inferior rank. However von Horst knew that Kessler
was now the fuhrer’s representaive in Femville carrying a mandate from Hitler
himself. The embittered Colonel also knew of Kessler’s reputation as a hard
line ambitious Nazi and he decided not to pursuit his indignation.

"There will be a company of SS troops arriving in a few days time." Kessler
continued " They will require billeting, perhaps Major Hartmann could oblige "

"See to it Hartmann" the Colonel said wearily.

"Jawohl Herr Oberst" Hartmann snapped and looked at Kessler with undisguised
hatred.

"Good" said Kessler turning to go. He stopped and said "I will also be
requiring the use of an office and a aide the pretty one outside your office
will do"

"Leutnant Jaegerin!" called von Horst.

The door to his office opened and a tall blonde girl entered the room. She
wore a figure hugging field grey tunic, a tight mid thigh length skirt of the
same colour dark brown nylons and black knee length boots.

Karen Jaegerin came to attention and saluted her Colonel

"You are to be seconded to Sturmbannfuhrer Kessler until further notice " von
Horst informed her. "You will be directly under his command. Do you
understand?"

"I understand Herr Oberst." the girl replied managing to hide her contempt for
the Nazi.

Later that day Kessler summoned the Lieutenant to his newly furnished office.
He made a mental note to fuck the girl as soon as he could .He had a very
special appetite as far as women were concerned, and although he was SS and a
loyal party member, even he would not be able to get away with raping and
buggering his staff on the first day. It would be better to bide his time .
Everyone had a secret to hide, he would find Jaegerin’s and then blackmail
her. However in the meantime he would satisfy his perverted lust up at the
chateau, of which he had heard a great deal. If any of them wanted to
complain, then he would just shoot them.......eventually.

"Have a car made ready " he ordered the Lieutenant "Then you may take the rest
of the night off"

"Thank you Herr Sturmbannfuhrer " Karen said and left the room, not wishing to
be in the SS man’s company any longer than was necessary.

Kessler then drove to the chateau. Entering unannounced, he helped himself to
a bottle of fine French wine while he surveyed his surroundings. He was in no
particular hurry and he was on his third bottle, when he saw the tall busty
brunette walk past. "This one will do" he thought to himself and called to
her.

Chapter 4

Tina approached the SS man with mounting dread. She was well aware of what as
required of her.To maintain her cover story, she was going to have to let the
Nazi fuck her and pretend to enjoy it as well.

"You have a very sexy uniform Monsieur you must be a very important person."
Tina purred seductively

"You are quite correct Madamoiselle " he replied "But I haven’t come here to
engage you in polite conversation"

He grabbed Tina roughly by the arm and began to pull her up the stairs

"Please Monsieur you are hurting me" she said.

"I have no concern whether you are hurting or not ." Kessler yelled causing
the girls and officers in the hall to stop and stare at them in silence.
Kessler dragged the girl to the top of the stairs and across the landing to
the first guest room door. He kicked the door wide open and pulled Tina into
the room, not caring whether there was anybody already inside or not. He threw
her onto the bed.

"Strip" he ordered curtly.

Tina knew the SS man was going to take her but she had a role to play. Kessler
must believe her to be a whore for his pleasure.

"Monsieur. There is no need to be so rough" she said starting to rise from the
bed. "Let me take care of you"

Tina stood before Kessler and ran her hands over his chest.

Suddenly and without any warning he grabbed the girl by the collar and in one
unbelievably violent move, tore the white blouse from her body. Then, raising
his right arm, he struck her back handed across the mouth, sending her
sprawling back across the bed. Kessler looked furious.

"Listen to me you French bitch" he spat "You are going to do exactly as I say
and If you open your mouth again I will kill you. Do you understand?"

Tina nodded, wiping blood from her mouth.

"Good" Kessler continued. "Now strip"

Tina realised that her life was in very real danger. Kessler was totally crazy
and any wrong word or act could end her life there and then. She was capable,
of course, of killing Kessler. She could easily have grabbed his jaw with one
hand, the back of his head with the other and twisted it, breaking his neck,
or she could have struck the Nazi to the base of his nose with the heel of her
hand, sending shards of broken bone into his brain, or she could have employed
any of the methods she had been taught to silence the German forever.

What she did do though, was to comply with Kessler’s order and she slowly
began to remove her white lacy bra.

She could not move against him. If she killed the Nazi, it would all be over
for Mme. La Venger and her girls. Too many German officers had witnessed the
the incident on the stairs. Questions would be asked and suspicion fall on the
occupants of the chateau.

She was having trouble attempting to unhook the bra, her fingers were
trembling so much, partly because of adrenaline coursing through her body but
partly through genuine terror.

Her inability to remove the garment urged Kessler to new heights of fury. He
took out his ceremonial dagger from his belt and leapt on the girl. Straddling
her supine body, he forced the point of the dagger under her chin. The point
of the knife pierced her skin causing blood to trickle onto the blade. He
removed the dagger and looked at the blooded blade, mesmerised.

"In a moment, I am going to take you up the ass" he hissed "Whether you are
alive or dead when I do this is of no consequence to me. You are a conquered
people, to be used as your new masters see fit. Your life is in my hands.
Disobey me one more time and I will torture you so badly that you will be
begging me to kill you"

Kessler grabbed Tina’s throat with his left hand and using the razor sharp
dagger, sliced through the bra exposing her full breasts. He was fully erect
now, the ultimate power he wielded over the girl was a powerful aphrodisiac to
him. He moved lower slicing through her skirt and underclothes, until Tina was
naked save for her stockings and shoes. Kessler stood and began to unbutton
his trousers.

"Lie on your front" he ordered.

Tina complied immediately tears welling up in her eyes. She felt Kessler’s
hands on her raising her buttocks, then felt her hair being pulled savagely
forcing her head back. For a moment there was nothing, then excruciating pain
as he slammed into her. It was mercifully over quite quickly. Kessler having
worked himself into a frenzy was unable to make the moment last and came
almost immediately.

By that time, some kind of emotional safety device kicked in and Tina drifted
away into unconsciousness.

When she woke, it was dark and she was alone. She was lying in her own room,
wearing her night clothes.

She vaguely remembered being found by Louise and while drifting in and out of
consciousness being bathed and tended to by the other girls. Now as she awoke,
many emotions battled in her head for supremacy, fear, humiliation, disgust
and self pity, hatred and revenge. Little by little the last two emotions came
to the fore and she swung her long legs out of the bed. In silence she got
dressed into her "uniform" of white satin blouse, black mid thigh length
skirt, black seamed nylons and patent stiletto court shoes. She then sat at
her dressing table where she brushed her long dark brown hair and applied her
make-up.

When she was satisfied with her look, she stood, walked over to the bedroom
door, opened it and began to make her way to the cellar.

Chapter 5

The light suddenly illuminating the cellar startled the three captive German
soldiers into instant wakefulness, not that any had slept particularly well,
especially Gunter Herbst. He had been present when his good friend Detlef
Kreutz had been choked to death, before his very eyes, by the slim, blonde
girl, that very morning. Prior to his friend’s execution, he had been selected
as the tall brunette’s victim, but for some reason she could not bring herself
to torture him the way the blonde had Kreutz. He was only nineteen and quite
small for a man at 5ft 6in, and he assumed the tall voluptuous girl had taken
pity on him. For whatever reason he had survived this day, he knew he had been
very lucky.

Now his heart sank, as the cellar door opened and the same girl entered the
room and closed the door behind her. She was just as attractive as Herbst had
remembered her, but something was different. Her blue eyes, while still
beautiful were cold and cruel. She strode purposefully over to where Herbst
sat bound to the high backed chair and his eyes widened in alarm as she
hitched up her skirt and withdrew a commando dagger from her stocking top.
Holding the dagger in her right hand, she cut away Herbst’s gag, she then took
a step back and placed her right stiletto shod foot into his chest and pushed
him backwards. His chair teetered for a moment, then crashed down, taking the
soldier with it. Tina walked round to the fallen man and using the dagger
again, cut through the old nylons that he had been bound with. She stood and
backed off giving her victim time to stand.

Herbst, shakily got to his feet. His time in captivity had seriously weakened
him and he was confused as to the girl’s intentions.

"This is the deal you Nazi son of a bitch" she said dispassionately "If you
can make it to the door over there" she indicated with her head "You go free.
But first you have to get past me"

Herbst’s hopes soared as he was delivered the ultimatum. Sure he was shorter
than his opponent, and he was in a weakened state, but he was still only
pitted against a mere girl. His optimism rose even higher as Tina suddenly let
fly with the dagger sending it flashing across the room to embed itself in the
door.

"So she wants to fight me unarmed " he thought.

Although the soldier was badly frightened, he also felt himself become aroused
by the prospect of engaging the tall beautiful amazon in unarmed combat.
However, his survival instincts prevailed and he suudenly broke to his left
and ran as fast as he could toward the door. He was about halfway there before
Tina made her move. Herbst reached the heavy oak door and was attempting to
open the latch when he was seized by the collar of his tunic and thrown
forcefully back into the centre of the cellar. Tina , in spite of wearing high
heeled shoes was deceptively quick and agile. The dazed soldier came to rest
on his back. He heard the clacking of her shoes on the stone floor as she
approached him. He sat up whirled round, desperate to locate her. He felt a
hand from behind grasp his hair as Tina pulled him to his feet. Still standing
behind him, Tina maintained her grip on his hair with her left hand. Now she
encircled his neck with her right arm, and pulled his head back by his hair.
The back of the German’s head was now resting between Tina’s breasts. She
tightened her hold on his neck making him gasp for breath. Tina placed her
mouth next to the soldier’s right ear and said seductively "You disappoint me.
Don’t you want to play with me? Your friend did . He played with me alright.
So now it’ my turn to play. Do you Know What the game I want to play is
called.?"

Herbst said nothing, trapped like a frightened rabbit in the tall brunette’s
grip

What’s the matter hon, cat got your tongue?" Tina said further increasing the
pressure round his neck "I said do you know the name of the game I want to
play?"

Herbst managed a strangled "Nein" Which made Tina chuckle.

"The name of the game, my Nazi friend is How do you want to Die?. Oh I could
break your neck right here and now"

Tina transferred her left hand from his hair and placed it on the back of his
head, at the same time, grasping her left upper arm with her right hand.
Spreading her legs for balance she squeezed with her right arm against his
throat, while pushing forward on his head. The German felt the vertebrae in
his neck being stretched beyond it’s limits but there was nothing he could do.
Just as he thought his neck must surely snap, Tina released her grip, and
savagely shoved him forward, sending him sprawling.

"No " she said "That would be to quick"

She pretended to think, then said playfully "I know. I’ll choke you to death.
I’ll put you in a few holds and you have to guess which one I’ll kill you
with"

She walked over to the downed German, who was lying on his side, still gasping
for breath. Placing her right foot under his chin, Tina then crossed his neck
with her left leg and brought the heel of that foot up against the nape of her
victims neck. She then closed her feet together, slowly closing Herbst’s
windpipe. He struggled and clawed at her ankles, desperately trying to relieve
the pressure on his tortured neck, but the girl was too strong. She watched
with amusement as his eyes bulged and his tongue was forced from his mouth.
His red face darkened to purple as air deprivation took hold and he started to
die.

Taking him to the brink of death, Tina again suddenly released him.

Herbst lay on his back taking in great whoops of air. Tina watched as the
soldier slowly recovered.

Once she was satisfied that his breathing was more or less normal, she moved
in again on the prone German. Sitting down by his head, she raised it by again
grabbing his hair, and slid her left leg underneath his neck. She released her
grip allowing the man’s throat to rest on her shin . She positioned the calf
of her right leg onto the back of his neck and crossed her ankles. She took a
deep breath and tightened her stockinged legs around her enemy, noting again
his feeble attempts to free himself.

Tina was aware that the complete control she was exercising over the doomed
man was was having an extremely erotic effect on her.

Once she had rendered her victim unconscious, she turned over on her stomach
and waited for him to revive. She then repeated the process, only this time
the Nazi’s throat was being crushed by her left calf , while her right shin
maintained downward pressure on the back of his neck.

Having satisfied herself that she could kill a man using this method, she then
practised strangling Herbst between her knees and then her thighs.

Finally, she caught up with the day’s programme, which Traci had completed so
enthusiastically that morning

Tina having released the German alive, from between her thighs for the last
time, stood and walked over to the fallen chair, which he had been tied to,
uprighted it and placed it between those on which the other two gagged
prisoners were still bound.

She said to them conversationally "Watch carefully boys because this is what’s
gonna happen to you tomorrow"

Tina strode over to the limp form of Herbst who was just regaining
consciousness from her last assault and grabbing him by the neck in both
hands, she dragged the weakly resisting soldier over to the chair. She sat him
up so that his back came to rest against the chair’s seat. Tina then moved
behind him, straddling the chair, before sitting down on it and bringing her
legs over the recovering German’s shoulders.

When she was sure Herbst knew what was happening Tina said "Well my friend,
it’s been kinda’ fun working with you but all good thing must come to an end.
Now it’s time to say goodbye."

"Bitte. Nein" Herbst began, but it was too late.

Tina pulled the Nazi’s head back until it rested against her crotch. She then
raised her left leg vertically into the air, at the same time bending her
right leg across his throat, before dropping her left leg again to trap the
soldier’s neck in a figure four scissorhold. She now tightened her legs about
his neck, and grabbed her right ankle with her left hand. She hauled back on
her ankle, driving her black nylon clad calf into her victim’s throat, and
using the back of his neck against her wet crotch as leverage. As she
destroyed the German soldier, gazing into his terror stricken face, she
climaxed noisily crying out in passion and revenge. It took several minutes
for Herbst to die, gurgling hideously, to the horror of the two surviving men
who had been promised a similar fate, by the murderous beauty.

Eventually Herbst succumbed to death, his hands fell away from Tina’s legs. He
twitched a few times and then was still.

The sudden silence of the cellar was suddenly broken by the sound of someone
clapping.

Tina tore her gaze away from Herbst’s sightless bulging eyes to see Louise
standing by the door.

"Bravo mes enfant " she enthused.

"How long have you been there? Tina enquired

"Long enough to see that you will be a great asset to our cause if you stay."

Tina pushed the corpse of the strangled man off of her and stood. She walked
over to Mme La Venger and said "Just one thing. When the time comes, Kessler
is mine."

Louise nodded "He is yours" she agreed.

Both women embraced and suddenly Tina felt exhausted

"Get some sleep" Louise said. "Tomorrow you rest. They will keep" she said
indicating to the remaining Germans, then you and Traci can resume your
training.

Then with Tina leading, Louise switched off the cellar light and they left,
locking the door behind them.

To be continued.