WARNING: This story contains nudity, graphic violence, f/f rape and other perversities. It is most definitely intended for, and should only be read by, mature adults, over the age of twenty-one.Author's Note: Certain attitudes and prejudices, presented herein, are not those of the author, but were widespread during, the wartime era, and in the milieu, portrayed.
Lady Marvel was appalled that the vicious young Nazi foully targeted her bounteous bosom, but she soon discovered Ubermadchen could be even more monstrously depraved.
As Lady Marvel,
screaming in agony, tried
to roll or crawl away, the merciless Ubermadchen followed relentlessly,
her across the floor of
There was no
escape from those thudding
Ubermadchen planted her boot heel
on her writhing foe's chest, and
again demanded her surrender.
Gulping in uncertainty, Lady Marvel once again refused, her voice faltering.
growing impatient. She
grabbed a handful of Lady Marvel's uniform tunic, and hauled the
groaning American to her knees.
Ubermadchen paused a moment, fist cocked. Lady Marvel screamed fearfully.
frightened scream of
protest fell on deaf ears. Ubermadchen's fist feeling like a sledge
hammer plowed into her face.
As Lady Marvel squealed in
painful fear, Ubermadchen continued to
hammer her beautiful, suffering face. There was not even token
resistance to this sadistically brutal beating now, only Lady
Marvel's fearful cries before each blow, and her moaning screams,
Once more, Ubermadchen paused, fist cocked. Lady Marvel, battered nearly senseless, couldn't take her frightened eyes from that awful fist. Oh, no more! She knew she was beaten. Knowing the importance of her mission, that knowledge was inconceivably bitter. She longed so, to resist, but even super flesh has its limits. She just couldn't take any more. In quavering voice, Lady Marvel croaked her surrender.
Once Lady Marvel whimpered her submission, Ubermadchen hauled the defeated champion to her feet.
released her, it took all
of Lady Marvel's faltering strength to stay on her feet. A slight
shove was enough to turn her the other way.
Hardly able to grasp what was
happening to her in this nightmare, it
was only when she felt the cool air of the cave on her flesh, that Lady
Marvel realized the horrid little Nazi was
pulling down her uniform briefs, exposing her magnificently
rounded bottom cheeks to view. When the mortifying realization
penetrated her pain drugged senses, she shrieked in horror.
As Lady Marvel
nearly wept in frustrated
protest, Ubermadchen finished denuding her.
It was the final straw. Lady
Marvel's broad shoulders slumped in
hopeless despair. Vainly the defeated champion of wholesome virtue
tried to cover her mortifying nakedness.
Lady Marvel's reaction was
Although not yet aware of the paddle's unique properties, the threat of
a mortifying paddling from a teenager was enough to send her fleeing.
Too exhausted to fly in the air, her only recourse was to run from the
girl like a frightened rabbit.
furious at her prisoner's
desperate bid to escape. "Cowardly Bitch!" She sneered.
the young Nazi, still
fresh after her victory, could swiftly catch the fleeing superheroine
by flying herself, but NO! It would be more fun to run her exhausted
prey down on
foot, as she had admiringly watched her beloved "Papa" do, when hunting
wild boar with a short spear.
The chase was
short, but decisive.
Ubermadchen swiftly caught her frightened quarry by the collar, and
dragged the squealing, protesting Lady Marvel back across the room to
a small stool.