The  Natalya Trilogy

By Herman Klause Hauptmann


The Voice is that of Dr Karl Lutze, commandant of the German women's camp called "Fruchtbarer Boden" (Fertile Ground) situated in the forests of what is now referred to as Belarus close to the border of the Ukraine.

"As I recall it was on one of the first transports from the recently captured city of Kiev that Natalya and her twin Daughters arrived.
They had been noticed by one of my officers during the occupation and sent with approximately one hundred and sixty other women considered of Aryan decent, healthy and strong and suitable for mating and producing children for the Third Reich.
She was quite a remarkable woman with her bright red hair and pale skin not to mention by reputation, musical prodigies and Violinists of some repute within the Soviet elitist artistic circles.

A paradox and an enigma in the workers state.

Of course when she arrived at the camp her beauty, her physical attributes as well as the fact that she was ovulating so singled her out that she was sent directly to my headquarters for my personal assessment.

As the note that she carried around her neck stated "A woman of Interest, use her well".

Thus Natalya 37 and her two Daughters, Tatiana and Galina both sixteen years old were saved from the basest life in the compound upon arrival and sent to my headquarters about 100 metres outside of the camp proper.

A short note was left on my work desk informing me that three Aryan women of "some interest" would be waiting my indulgence at my residence 9.00am sharp.

I was not in the habit of entertaining women in my personal apartments and such women would indeed need to be 'exceptional."

Heinz my adjutant (who spoke Russian fluently) would usually see to these special case's immediate needs, accommodation food and a shower making sure they were clean and attractive before being presented.
There was a certain protocol to be followed.

I had my first look at the group through a secret viewing hole that over looked their showering facility and when I saw Natalya naked for the first time I was smitten by her perfect Aryan beauty and sensuality.

I smiled to myself, perhaps this time Heinz had chosen well.

 The next morning punctually at 9.00am sharp Heinz announced their arrival.

As they were led into the room I did a quick assessment, the mother was still an attractive woman and would certainly be able to produce two or maybe three more children. The Daughters were quite beautiful and young enough to produce from twenty to twenty five children between them if fertilised regularly.

The three of them were quite a stunning sight as they stood in the foyer of my apartment, Natalya with dark auburn hair and Tatiana and Galina with a shock of bright orange curls that fell almost to their waist.
All three wore floral cotton dresses that buttoned up the front, they walked bare footed.

Their shoes had been taken from them as a form of subtle psychological control.
Curiously they all still carried their Violin cases which apparently they refused to part with.

This eccentricity was allowed on my orders, for obviously these ladies were not peasants but educated and sophisticated women from the city, to allow them to be treated like animals by the Deutscher Samen would offend my moral and artistic sensibilities.

No, these delicate creatures I would take under my own protection, I would take the responsibility of personally impregnating them when the correct time and opportunity arose.

I politely invited them in, Fritz saw them to our small dining table spoke to them in Russian and asked I them to relax and to sit down.
Tea and cake was served on china plates and chokolate was added as a special treat for the girls, it was a privilege only someone of my rank had access to during war time.

I introduced myself and we began a three-way conversation with Heinz doing the translating when necessary.
As we spoke my eyes took in the curve of Natalya's mouth, her fine nose and porcelain skin, her deep cleavage hinted of those other hidden treasures that would soon be mine to enjoy.
 
I also took the opportunity to observe her two daughters, both young and childlike but already developing into fine Aryan women, the same delicate skin as their mother and pert swelling breasts that defied their young age.
My officers had chosen well, in time I would impregnate all three but for the moment I would indulge them and gain their confidence.

Through our conversation I discovered that Natalya had been a famous violinist with the Kiev City Orchestra and both daughters were aspiring musicians taking after their mother in every way.
We talked extensively about the arts and music of which she was very knowledgeable.
I made a secret signal to Heinz and he drew the two girls to the window and pointed out something in the distance while continuing to flirt.
He was young and good looking and soon had them entranced with his fluent and witty conversation.

I continued taking to Natalya until eventually steering the conversation to her position here at the camp.
I explained to her that the camp was a refuge for women and that I was delighted to have such celebrated guests whom I hoped would be able to perform for the camp on a regular bases.
Not only that but her and her daughters would receive a privileged status and be under my personal care and that being a cultured man myself I would do my best to protect them.
This seemed to impress her immensely.

She was smiling and casually sipping her tea when I told her that of course these things were not strictly legally within my power to give and I would be taking some risk if it was discovered that I had given herself and her children special treatment.
I asked her directly if she had something to give in return.
She looked a little stunned and said that she had nothing but what I saw.
I nodded and remarked "it is exactly as I thought." 

I told her that technically I held the power of life and death over all those in the camp but was not so devoid of humanity to take that power for granted.
I decided to detour a little and told her how the women were housed communally and how that young women and virgin girls were held separately.
I then delicately asked if her daughters were virgins and she replied "Of course!"

Ahh, I said, this is unfortunate, not that they are virgins of course but that there were problems, for although harsh penalties were involved, the guards whose job it was to protect these young girls in their barracks would occasionally find a way to enter at night and rape one or two of the girls and to date this had happened fourteen times and it seemed that virgins were always the target.

I could see that her mind was trying to take in all that I had said and that she seemed rather confused.

I then realised that I would have to be more direct.

"Madam it is a simple matter to consider, what I am asking is that in exchange for yours and your daughter's protection you shall give me your body willingly, when and where ever I shall ask it.

You and your daughters shall continue to live in my compound and under by personal protection, you and your daughters will never be touched by anyone else, I shall see to it.

She began to tremble and could no longer hold the cup with out spilling her tea.
The teenagers were still excitedly eating their cake and chokolate looking out of the window out of earshot of our conversation and unconcerned.
I looked at my watch and waited, it would usually take approximately two minutes, for she was not the first woman I had put in this situation.

I could see that she understood my meaning and was trying to weigh up the situation, but as with the other women I already knew the outcome. 
She had no choice and would of course comply and would come to me willingly in her own time.
She sat in silence for a few more moments trembling and fidgeting, staring at her two girls who now were feeling very relaxed as they laughed, joked and flirted with Heinz.

I then judged that the time was right for her initiation and asked her politely if she would care to step into the adjoining room for a few moments and show me her repertoire.
Putting down her trembling teacup she stood slowly and quietly, looking down at her bare feet she hesitatingly straightened her dress.
I indicated the adjoining French doors and slowly moved towards them. 
I walked slightly ahead of her, she hesitated for a moment before entering and called to her daughters saying with a trembling voice, "Darlings, I am just going next door for a few minutes with the Doctor, please be good, I will be with you again shortly."

I moved to open the doors ahead of her and she stepped inside
Once inside I wasted no time, I told her to take her underwear off, to sit up on my desk and spread her legs wide.
She was shaking but did as I said, without removing her dress she raised it and taking hold of the band of her panties slid them down to the floor and stepped out of them, she then sat on the edge of my desk as asked.
I took hold of her legs lifted them and pushed them as wide as I could forcing her to lean back on her elbows and hands.

Her sex was displayed instantly, her open vagina was superb, mature, thick and succulent, her dark pink labia gapped open!
I slipped between her legs and salaciously began to lick and suck her labia into my mouth pulling and teasing the loose flesh, moving my lips up and down I gave her clitoris much attention before eventually  I felt it begin to firm in my mouth.
Her head swung from side to side trying to deny her body its guilty pleasure but after a few more minutes I could taste her natural juices beginning to flow.

It was time, she was now ready for me, I stood up released my hard cock from my trousers and slipped it straight up into her before she could offer anymore protest...
She immediately gasped and arched her back pushing her hips forward.
I could hear her young girls giggling and laughing in the next room as I began to hump their mother hard and in less then five minutes I had her moaning and shuddering spasmodically on my cock, such a delight.

Moments later, much elated I felt my sperm spurting into her fertile womb.

Perfection!
I withdrew my half hard member and took a deep breath.

I then told her that she had not yet completed our bargain and that she was to get on her knees and to take my cock into her mouth.
She was still trembling from her orgasm and reluctant to take this next step but I again reminded her of what could happen to her daughters.

I put my hand on her head and slowly pushed her down.
She begrudgingly took my limp cock into her mouth and began to half-hearted suck as tears ran down her cheeks.

After a few minutes I was hard again and by a pre arranged signal the double doors swung open and in walked Heinz with the two teens, one on each arm.
Startled, they gasped at what they saw, their Mother on her knees let my cock drop from her mouth and screamed in her embarrassment and humiliation.

She tried to rise and began to beat at me with her fists but I took a fist full of her hair and held her down.

 "Go back to work" I told her sternly, "or it may not go well for your daughters."

The two teens stood speechless, their mother flushed bright red with embarrassment and quietly sobbed staring at my trembling erection.
"Your mother has not finished," I told them, your mother is very beautiful and has many skills you do not realise, you will now observe her play my instrument.

Without rushing her I held my cock under her nose. After a few minutes of uncontrolled sobbing she had considered her hopeless position and reluctantly took my cock back into her mouth.

Heinz said to the young girls, "have you ever seen a man's penis before"?
They both shyly nodded in the negative.

I looked and smiled at the two pretty young things who just couldn't take their eyes of their mother, who's head now began to bob up and down.

Tatiana asked naively "is that how you make babies? 

At that very moment my testicles began to tighten and I began to spurt a second load into their Mothers mouth.

After a long sigh I remarked, "Not quite pretty darlings but I will show you how it is done very soon."

Natalya swallowed as quickly as she could, but even so a rivulet of my semen ran down her chin.
Relieved and satisfied, I thanked her for her pleasure, helped her up and wiped her chin with my handkerchief.
I put away my cock and told Natalya to straighten her dress.

"We have made a bargain Frau Natayla and it is sealed, let us meet again soon," I said.

 "Your mother is a very accomplished woman I told the two girls, I am sure you will both take after her."
The inference was not lost on their mother, I continued to hold the teenagers safety over her to keep her cooperative.

The family were provided with their own small private adjoining rooms and they continue to wear their clothes although not their underwear on the condition that they would give regular concerts and that I would continue to have Natalya at my convenience, which due to my commitments unfortunately would not be that often.

It was mostly confined to when she was ovulating (for she was of good breeding stock and I hoped to impregnate her as soon as possible) and the odd oral enjoyment which I tried to time to when her daughters were present so they could watch and learn.

All the time I had my plans for the two young girls and it wasn't until three months had passed, with their mother confirmed pregnant and her belly swelling that I turned my attention to the two daughters.

On a day when I had calculated them to be both fertile and while their mother was giving a camp performance, I slipped into their room unannounced on the pretence of a medical check up.
With a stethoscope around my neck I was dressed only in a white Doktors coat.
I had both girls undress, I could hardly control myself.

A delight to behold!
I began to apply a bandage around each of their legs starting from their ankles rising to their thighs, effectively tying ones left leg to the others right.
I did the same with their waists and arms temporarily joining them together like Siamese twins.
They were mystified as to what was happening, 
I then put them into a ruttable position each on all fours.

I removed my coat and they saw my erection but there was little they could do except plead in vain for their mother.

I marveled at their identical puffy innocent virginal mounds with a thick covering of dark red curls.
I couldn't help myself; I had to have a taste of their virginal nectar before I deflowered them.
I was trembling with excitement as I slipped in between Tatiana legs and tongued her crack until her labia began to naturally gape, just as her mother's had done.
I then slipped between Galina's legs and tongued her as well!

By joining their two bodies together each would experience her sisters emotional and physical reactions while waiting for her own turn on my cock.

Tatiana was already panting, her hormones racing from my tonguing when I guided my erection into her virginal hole.
Slowly I entered her, piercing her hymen savouring every moment as I allowed her passage to become accustomed to my cock.

I hesitated for just a moment and pushed further until I was fully seated in her cavity.
I rested feeling my cock swell and strain nudging her cervix.
It gave me added satisfaction to know that she was experiencing a cock for the very first time and undoubtedly would go on to remember the experience for the rest of her life.

Tatiana's breath was becoming shorter as I inserted my thumb into her sister Galina's vagina.
Then slowly and gently I made my retreat from Tatiana.
It was now her sister Galina's turn; I positioned myself between her young creamy thighs and began my second invasion while putting my thumb now into Tatiana's crack!

Galina whimpered, as young girls do as I firmly ploughed my cock through her hymen seating it at the entrance to her womb.

 Again I savoured this precious moment.

Then slowly I withdrew my straining cock completely from Galina to admire my handy work.
Both young girls now had red and swollen vaginas, parted and gapping labia divided with a sliver of blood from their broken hymens, emphasizing their openings.

Both were now breathing heavily and were no longer protesting. I was determined to make them both "with child" that day.

I slipped my cock firmly back into Galina, and she winced at the sudden surprise.
I bucked my hips hard into her, giving her a solid rutting, one I am sure she would still remember.
I rode her with vigour for at least ten minutes, both girls whimpered and squealed with multiple orgasms. (Amazingly, it was as though I was rutting both simultaneously!)
Being joined and pressed together and with my thumb up her sister they were both rocked back and forth in unison.

Her passage was tight and I could feel it gripping and tugging my cock with every stroke, I knew I could not last long, I felt like my testicles were about to burst when all of a sudden I felt elated as stream after stream of my sperm speed into Galina.

It is such a wonderful and exhilarating experience to take an ovulating virgin.
Exhausted, I would have to wait a while before I was ready for her sister, but thought the time could be shortened if Galina was made to suck me back to erection.
I wiped my cock on her dress and offered it to her.

They had both watched their mother perform this minor miracle before and so knew exactly what to do. 

She took it straight into her mouth with out argument an began to emulate her mother by holding my testicles in the palm of one hand while pulling on my cock with the other.

Within minutes I was hard again and ready to go to work on her sister.
In the distance I could hear their mother play the sweet strains of Verdi as I moved back behind Tatiana whose labia was wet and glistening in anticipation.
Again I hastened slowly until I felt my cock head nudging her womb then I put my thumb in her sister and began to rut Tatiana fast and furiously until again I felt my testicles empty for the second time.

Now aching and my sperm depleted my cock had wilted and shrunk but I had at last done what had to be done.

I casually undid their bindings and told them to have a rest keeping their legs together (I didn't want them to loose any of my precious sperm.)
The two identical naked beauties sat side by side on their bed leaning on their hands their breasts hung forward.
I bent over and gave each a passionate kiss on the lips as I fondled their breasts and pulled gently on their nipples.
I told them I had just given them each a baby, they were beaming,

An hour later I could hear their mother screaming with rage and despair when she discovered I had deflowered both her young daughters.

I smiled to myself in satisfaction.

I continued to let them have their own small private rooms in appreciation of their mother's dedication to music, for I was a cultured man and had always patronised the Arts.

Unfortunately due to my busy schedule I never had Galina or her Mother again, but I did have the opportunity to inseminate  Tattiana one more time.
Months later Nurse Helga had requested that I visit the family as Tatiana had been having difficulty with her milk flow; her breasts were becoming painful and swollen.

When I arrived Natalya had already unbuttoned the top half of her blouse and had one of her large breasts exposed offering it to the nurse ready for the milking procedure. 
I immediately recalled her as the striking redhead I had impregnated approximately twelve months ago. A magnificent woman, she was accompanied by both her daughters, all three had already given birth and as I checked their charts I noticed that they had all been on the milking programme for some time, their mother for approximately three months and her daughters not more than one, all were due for re impregnation.
Before the nurse could attach the milking apparatus I took hold of the teat of Natalya's left breast and teased it between my fingers.

Milk soon appeared to spurt and I instructed the nurse to attach the sucker and commence the operation.
I lifted her breast in my hand massaging it gently as I watched her milk steadily fill the beakers.

As I did so I continued to look her two daughters up and down, both had matured a great deal since they had given birth and once again I felt desire stir between my legs.
As Helga changed the pump to Natalya's right breast I ordered both her daughters to undress.
By now they understood that protest was useless, both quickly undid their blouses and removed their skirts, they wore no underwear and the fertile young women both soon stood completely naked in front of me.

Both obviously had taken after their mother, very beautiful and shapely with wonderful large full breasts and a thick mat of orange red hair hiding their just visible protruding labia.
Tatiana's breasts were indeed noticeably swollen and rather larger then her sisters.

I called her over and attempted to massage them as I had done her mothers but it was plainly painful to her, I noticed her nipples also were quite red and inflamed.

Both Natalya and Galina now had large full breasts and had been supplying a copious quantity of milk, even though their nipples were becoming quite raw from the constant daily use of the rather primitive sucking device.
I scolded Helga for being too economical with the moisturising cream; these women's nipples must be kept supple and moist if they are to keep up their amazing production.

I then asked the young naked Tatiana to face the table and place her hands on its edge I gently bent her at the waist and spread her legs.
As Helga stood by ready with the suction apparatus I removed my trousers.
At the sight of this young girl's pouting ripe vagina my cock strained erect.
It was with great pleasure that I found her crack and slowly entered her from behind.
A low moan came from her lips as her oversized breasts gently began to swing between her arms.
After a couple of steady thrusts milk began to bead on her nipples and the nurse quickly attached the breast pump and switched on the machine.
She winced with pain each time the suction extended and then released her nipples, but as I continued to pump my cock into her and watched her firm breasts bounce, I could see her milk beginning to flow more quickly filling the waiting beakers.

Both her Mother and sister watched in silence as I continued my rhythmic pumping, straining my cock up into her over and over again, her groans becoming louder as she rose onto her toes with every thrust I made.

She began to shake losing control of her body, uncontrollably milking my cock in an orgasmic ecstasy.
What a natural beauty this young girl was and what pleasure it was to fill her womb with my sperm.

I had every intention to get back to Natalya and Galina but never found the time; there were always new women to induct and more documentation to consider.

They would have to be re allocated to the Deutscher Samen.

Thereafter whenever I saw them walking together around the camp a smile would come to my lips and my cock would stir.
They had already provided three children for Germany and now Tatiana was pregnant once again
They would go on to produce many more.

This great work I had done for the Fatherland would not nor could it be undone by any army!




Natalya's Story follows, given as an Affidavit.


U S Army Headquarters SHEAF Frankfurt 15 June 1946. 
Welcome Mrs Vlasova, please take a chair and try to put yourself at ease.
Let me introduce myself I am Capt. Lee Renshaw 12th U S Army Group and it is my job to interview you with regards to the circumstances in which you have been held by the Germans these last four years.

I am told you have been held in a concentration camp, is that correct?

"Yes Sir, ... I mean no, not exactly...
It was woman's camp, camp for all woman.
(It was obvious that the woman was frightened, she continuously fidgited with her hands and kept turning her head at every sound.)

Sir I think it was mistake I come, .... I leave now.

No, no, no, it is not possible for you to leave, Natalya, you are safe here, there is no longer any reason to fear, the war is over, Germany has been defeated.
The United States will protect you now.

"I frightened he come back, he is bad man, very bad."
Tears started to well up in her eyes.
"Now, now, do not worry the US Army is in control and we are hunting down these criminals and they will be bought to justice you can count on it.
Those who have done wrong will answer for their deeds but we must know who they are and what they have done.
Only then can we arrest them and you can help us.

( The woman was beside herself with apprehension and fear and to complicate matters even further, struggling with the English language)

I had an idea, there was a young German boy who we had saved and befriended from the Russian front he had been with us for six months already.

He had told us his family had been killed in the war, he pleaded to be given a job and would spit every time Hitler's name was mentioned.
He was now our cleaner and would help in the office from time to time.
It was remarkably but just then I remembered that the boy could speak Russian.

I asked my secretary to have Gunther come in and do some translating.

The young boy nervously came in and took a seat, both he and Natalya looked each other over suspiciously.

I calmed the woman again and asked he to begin her story in Russian, telling her that the boy would translate so there could be no misunderstandings

Natalya started slowly and softly, "I was during the war, in Kiev.
I was famous violinist before the war.
Yes it is true.
 I once had high hopes for both my young twin daughters, they were sixteen when the Germans came.
(It must have been painful for her to recall as she would start to sob after every few sentences)

My lovely girls they were so clever and had shown exceptional skill for their age and had only recently accompanied myself in a performance with the full orchestra, .... but that was before the war.

Now they ruined."

 I was well aware that In 1941 the City of Kiev had born the brunt of the German blitzkrieg, the encirclement of Soviet forces in Kiev was achieved on 16 September, when Kleist's 1st Panzer Army and Guderian's 24th Corps met at Lokhvitsa, 120 mi (190 km) behind Kiev. For the Soviets, a disaster of staggering dimensions now unfolded. With no mobile forces or supreme commander left, there was no possibility to break out from the encirclement.

Natalya continued, "Many people had managed to escape only to die of starvation on the road, but with two young girls I considered the risk of staying less than that of trying to escape in the open.
 
Praise to God, as fate would have it, despite our trials we have survived.

We lived in place called Vyetrova Vulytsya in four-story apartment block, the upper levels had been reduced to rubble by bombs and shellfire, but what was left  was home.
We clung to life in lower part of building. 

When shelling stopped we go into what remained of our flat for the few comforts it still offered, when the bombs began to fall we go into our cellar for safety.

It wasn't safe to venture out for any reason.

We were constantly reminded of death by the smell of  rotting bodies that lay scattered in the streets.

Even so there were many people still alive.

We helped each other as best we could.

However rumours circulate that the Germans had surrounded the city and there no escape left, nothing anyone could do but pray.

It all seems like nightmare.

How we survived I will never know, so many of our neighbours dead, killed just going about their everyday lives.

Finally the day came that we all dreaded, Terror!

It will always stay in my mind, it was September 26, 1941, when the guns stopped firing and an eerie silence settled over the City.


Our troops had surrendered or run away leaving us for dead.

The Germans entered Kiev.

We had always been Catholics in our hearts despite the communist's propaganda; so the three of us knelt by the broken window and said our rosary.
I prayed to God to help us stay strong and to keep us together and safe no matter what happened.

Later that sunny morning a column of German tanks rumbled down our street towards the City centre. This was followed half an hour later by more lorries full of German troops, all continued past.
Our hearts sank.
Then about 11.00am a troop truck stopped directly outside our building, spilling out at least fifty German soldiers.    The truck then moved slowly on and with a loud hailer they informed us that our troops had surrendered and that all civilians had one hour to evacuate the buildings left standing, which would then be demolished.

To stay would be to die.

All civilians were to assemble in the local square where we would be collected for resettlement.
I made the sign of the cross and kissed my two daughters.
 
I was fearful for my two girls; there were all sorts of rumours going about.
I had no idea what the day held in store but decided we had better be prepared.

It had been ages since we had been able to bath ourselves properly but I managed to bring up a couple of buckets of water from a broken water pipe and we sponged ours bodies and washed our faces of the dust and grime that settled everywhere each time a shell had exploded.
I dressed the girls, brushed their hair, put them in their best cotton frocks and added a cardigan, a woolen overcoat and scarf.
It was quite warm but the clothes acted to hide their beauty and would be a benefit when the weather grew cold.

We gathered our few treasured possessions and packed them into three small suitcases, mainly what we had left of our food, some extra warm clothes and some sheet music.  
Last but not least we took our precious violins.

The girls looked radiant if that was possible on such a fateful day. I was so proud of them, their red hair shone in the sunlight against their pale complexions.
Still we did not want to draw attention to ourselves I pulled up their coat collars and I pushed their red hair further into their scarves so only their ghostly white faces could be seen.
We put on our overcoats and took one last glance at our home and stepped out into the street.
 As we walked I could see people coming up from cellars carrying improvised white flags and making their way down to the square with their bundles of pathetic possessions. 
Young men were being taken and formed into labour gangs to collect the dead bodies and they were being made ready to burn.
German soldiers walked arrogantly up and down the street guns at the ready.  

The smell of death and decay filled the air and a feeling of gloom descended on us all.
Soon a great number of people had gathered in the square, many were sobbing uncontrollably. Many rumours going the rounds as to what would happen to us.  Some said we would all be sent to slave camps in Germany, others said that they had heard of death camps and that no one would ever return.

   We were totally at the mercy of the soldiers and quite literally shaking in our boots.

   A number of Germans were now organising us into lines, while more soldiers walked up and down screaming to us to be quite and follow orders.
I told Galina and Tatiana keep their eyes on the ground and never look at the Germans directly.
Stay close, hold hands and not be separated under any circumstances. 
 As each person was processed they were formed into lines and marched away, some to the railway station, others were being loaded into lorries.  

As our turn was nearing and we moved closer to the end of the line I could see that a number of officers sat at different improvised desks.  Some were dressed in dirty grey uniforms of the Wehrmacht; they had obviously come straight from the front line.  Behind them stood higher-ranking officers smoking, some in new grey uniforms some wearing long black leather coats with the skull and cross-bone symbol on their hats.  

I learned later that these men were the men of the feared SS! 
 
Here and there along the line the SS soldiers were pulling out those they suspected of being Jews or communist cardres, young and old were stripped and beaten front and back with cane sticks.
It was sickening; Jews seemed to be the main target of ridicule and sadism, if any displayed the slightest sign of resistance men or women their punishment grew increasingly severe.

Those who fell were kicked until they either stood up again or passed out, those who did were dragged away to an uncertain fate.

 I saw many desperate Jewish women who had been stripped naked and beaten black and blue but still somehow walked, I was told they would go to a work Camp in Vinnitsa 

 I was beside myself with fear but held my girls close and covered their eyes trying to give them courage.  Slowly we edged closer and eventually it was our turn at the desk, the officer in charge spoke in a monotone disinterested voice without looking up, in perfect Russian he enquired," passport, name, age, address, occupation."
It wasn't until I had given my occupation as musician that he paused and looked up at me.

I was not sure if I had said something wrong but I put both my arms around my girls and desperately said, "We are all together, please don't hurt us these are my precious daughters we are all musicians!"
I could see him slowly begin to look the three of us up and down.  
He muttered something to himself, half turned and called to the two officers talking behind him. 
They spoke in German for a few minutes before the man wearing the black uniform approached me. 
He was tall slim and blonde with a chiseled jaw and a dueling scar on the left side of his cheek, I will never forget him.

He bent down and put his face close to mine and stared intently into my eyes without expression for what must have been only seconds but which seemed like hours, then he spoke again to the officer at the desk who told me in Russian, "Take off your scarf," which I did, my auburn hair falling to my shoulders, then "Remove your coat" which I did as well.

The German officer in black then grasped my right breast painfully, a slow sadistic smile came over his face as he gripped it in his hand and pulled me towards him.
He released me only for a moment and then reached inside my blouse roughly pulling down my bra until my breast was exposed.
At the same time he ran his left hand down the contours of my body and felt the crack between my bottom.

I looked at him trembling with foreboding. I shut my eyes; I was physically shaking!

 He then turned and focused his attention on my girls; I was praying that he wouldn't touch my two daughters.
But he just laughed and spoke again in German. 

 "Dieses Maedchen hat zwei schoene Titten und richtig breite Hueften, die so aussehen, als koennte es noch zwei oder drei Kinder gebaeren, sogar Zwillinge.."

I didn't understand what was said, but then he suddenly seemed to loose interest.
As he slapped my bottom and a young German soldier moved forward pushing the three of us to one side with his rifle butt and pointed towards a nearby truck.
I hurriedly pulled up my bra and re buttoned my blouse.
 Another young German then spoke to us, this time respectfully in Russian, he put a string around our necks and attached a note written in German, then led us over and helped us climb into the back of the truck. 
I was relieved that we had not been hurt and apart from myself being a little bruised and humiliated things were not going too badly.

 As we clambered aboard I noticed that there were already about ten rather striking looking women sitting sheepishly inside. We sat down on our suitcases or bundles in silence, wondering what was going to happen next.  Five or six hours past as more women were slowly added until the truck was crowded and full. Many spoke of being molested by the officers; some had even had to remove their blouses and bras right in the middle of the street in full view of everyone!
One poor woman was bought to the truck sobbing with her blouse in shreds, her large breasts were completely exposed until some generous soul felt sorry for her and gave her a men's shirt to cover herself.

 It had been a humiliating experience for me but after listening to the experienced of the other women it was obvious that we had got off lightly. 
About five in the afternoon a German soldier brought us a four-litre drum of water and a couple of mugs.  It was all we had for our journey that was to take twelve hours. 
We were all cramped, hungry and hardly slept the whole journey.
When we next heard German voices we had reached our destination.
It was early morning cold and misty and as I looked out from between a gap in the canvas cover on our truck I could see that we were in some sort of camp.
It was surrounded by barbed wire with guard towers the whole area was being bathed in the light of a number of searchlights.  I shielded my eyes from the glare but I could hear many German voices shouting Schnell! Schnell! Schnell! 
The gates were opened and our truck entered.

We stopped in front of a building with a sign that read "Reception" in Russian. The truck backboards were lowered and I jumped down.
I could now make out that there were three trucks and as all disembarked I estimated there were about 150 women.
German soldiers were everywhere and I saw the woman who had lost her blouse try to lower herself to the ground a German soldier pretending to offer help ripped her flimsy shirt until her large breasts again swung free for all to see.

The poor woman began to cry, we all began to be herded being pushed and prodded like cattle all in the one direction.

Most of the men here were serious and soldier like but a few of the young ones laughed and made rude signs with their fingers which I tried to ignore.

Inside the reception room everyone was once again organised into lines and each interviewed again by a German officer, but this time there were different questions, even regarding our menstruation periods which I found embarrassing and offensive. 

Everyone was being measured and weighed as well, all highly unusual.

Many women were semi naked already and some were asked to remove their blouses and bras during this process for apparently no reason, they were left standing trying to cover themselves with their hands in full view of men.

I could see that the very youngest girls were being made take off all their clothes and stood huddled in a group together trying to cover themselves from the lustful eyes of the young soldiers

What was going on?

We were all terrified and many young girls urinated uncontrollably, while German nurses busied themselves cleaning up the mess.
I discovered later that they were being examined to verify their virginity, a shocking experience for a young girl of twelve or thirteen and especially when done by mature men who I suspect were not even doctors.

 It seemed like the world had gone mad, I was mystified as to what was happening or why.

 Gradually we were all processed and mysteriously sent through one of two doors but when it was our turn, the officer had one look at the note around our necks and called for a man called Heinz.
Soon Heinz appeared a tall good looking boy dressed in the all black uniform of the SS, moments later he escorted us outside and we were taken by car to a building approximately 500 meters away.  

There we were given a room with bunk beds and best of all a bath with warm water.  We were relieved to have got away from the chaos, as it seemed that providence had intervened once again, we were being given special treatment, but I did not understand why.
It appeared that the Germans might not be so bad after all; a little later a man brought in a tray of bread, cheese, sausage and milk, he told us the camp Commandant requested our company at 9.00 am in the morning. 

   He then very politely wished us goodnight and locked the door. 

That evening we washed with real soap and ate every crumb of the food we had been given, we had been practically starving. 
Despite our apprehension we slept well due to our utter exhaustion. 
The next morning I woke the girls and told them that they must be on their best behaviour and be very respectful to the Germans and especially to the mysterious Doctor as our lives may depend on it.

   We straightened our clothes as best we could and brushed our hair; I pinched the girl's cheeks to bring a little colour into their pale complexion.  At 8.50am there was a knock on our door, a tall nice looking blonde German soldier dressed in black and in his early twenties opened the door. 
 "Gutten Tag Frauliens"
 He introduced himself politely in perfect Russian. 
 I could see that he was mainly interested in my two daughters; although he was polite to me he greeted them with a big flirting smile.

He told us that he would be our interpreter when we met the Doctor. I was nervous but sure everything would work out fine, after all everyone had been so polite and nice except for our initial arrival. He led us up a few stairs to another room which occupied the top floor.
He checked his watch and  at 9.00am sharp Heinz knocked on the door and we were bid "enter". 

The Doctor spoke to Heinz who immediately chose a phonograph record, I recognized it as Richard Wagner's Rheingold Opera and the stirring music soon began to fill the room.

There was a small table set with a tablecloth, a silver teapot, china and cups with cake and bread.  Heinz introduced us to the Herr Doctor.
He was tall and slim with ice blue eyes and an aristocratic bearing, his close cropped dark blonde hair was brushed back showing his receding hairline, he must have been about forty.
We drank tea and a three way conversation ensured. 
The Doctor was very civilized, knowledgeable and familiar with all the modern and classical composers; the food was marvelous, we had not eaten like that since long before the war.  The Doctor seemed a very agreeable man we also talked about literature and he gave me a very interesting book to read which I still have.
It is called 'The Foundations of the Nineteenth Century'; it was written in Russian but strangely by an English writer called, Houston Chamberlain.

I was quite taken by the Doctors intelligence, good looks, his flattery and polite conversation while all the while Heinz continued to make eyes and flirt with my two daughters.

   It was then that the doctor said something that I thought for a moment I had misunderstood.

 I am not sure exactly what he said because of the translation but it went something like this.
If I consented to let him have intercourse with me our privileged life could continue and if not then my daughters would be on their own and at the mercy of the regular German soldiers!  I said "Pardon?" I could not believe what I had just heard.  He then said quite crudely, "Madam you are an attractive woman and I am going to have you with or without your consent, however I am a man of culture and I would prefer that you gave yourself to me willingly.

 If you consent, your daughters will be taken under my personal protection. If not then they must be accommodated in the barracks designated for virgins and young girls, unfortunately these young girls are constantly at the mercy of the regular soldiers?

I felt ill and began to shake.

My girls had not heard the conversation and were looking out of the window happily chatting and eating the chocolate that Heinz had given them.  I tried to keep my composure but I was trembling so much I had to put down my cup of tea.  I didn't know what to say or do next.  I looked at my lovely young daughters; they were too young and beautiful to have to suffer.  The Doctor just stared at me with his blue eyes and said nothing for about five minutes.  When he spoke again he said something about stepping next door to show him my repertoire.  I knew then that I would have to do whatever he wished.

I knew I would do anything; I could not leave my lovely daughters at the mercy of the common soldiers. 
I couldn't help trembling, I took a deep breath and rose slowly out of my chair, the Doctor stood as well and still polite bowed, took my hand and directed me through adjoining double doors. I looked back at my daughters who were again flirting with Heinz, I told them to stay calm and not to worry and that I would be back soon.

As soon as we were alone the Doctor asked me to remove my underwear. I lifted my dress and pulled my panties down and stepped out of them.  He then indicated that I was to sit on the desk and when I did so he lifted my legs and held my knees wide apart.  I had never been so embarrassed in all my life. I was overwhelmed. 
My sex was on display in front of this total stranger.  
The next thing I knew the Doctor dropped to his knees and began to lick and suck on my vagina, not even my husband had ever done that to me!

I had been trembling with fear but now another emotion began to take over. I didn't understand but I was becoming sexually aroused. I kept telling him "Nyet, nyet, nyet", but he kept a firm pressure on both my legs with his hands and was using his tongue with great skill.
I could feel my breath quickening.

My body was betraying me, I hated what he was doing, but I could feel myself becoming wet between my legs.  The Doctor had noticed as well, he stood and quickly undid his trousers took out his erect penis and thrust it suddenly straight up into me.  My back arched and my whole body shook.  He began thrusting into me again and again.  I could still hear my girls laughing and giggling in the next room and only hoped they didn't hear me when I let out a loud moan and shuddered spasmodically as an orgasm began to overwhelmed me.
The Doctor smiled and remarked that he had just seeded my womb!

   I was frightened shaking and confused, I had just been raped!

   I was just starting to get my wits together when the doctor had me get down on my knees, he stood in front of me and offered me his half erect penis.  It was still all wet with my juices and a drop of white sperm clung to its head.  I knew what he wanted me to do but I just couldn't bring myself to take it in my mouth.

   He then said something to me in German, but all I could understand was Tatiana, Galina, Kaput! 
I understood his meaning, I had no choice.  I closed my eyes and put his penis in my mouth, it was the first time I had ever tasted a man's sperm.
  "Schnell, schnell", he said. I knew that this meant faster and I began to quickly move my head up and down.

   Suddenly the doors swung open and there stood Heinz with my two daughters one on each arm watching me suck this mans penis. 

 I was horrified you can't imagine how ashamed I felt, I just wanted to die.
"NYET", was all I could say.  I tried to rise and hit the Doctor with my fists but he just pushed me back down laughing and said that I knew what would happen if I didn't continue and that it was only right that my daughters know the sacrifices their mother had to make on their behalf.

   I began to cry, there was just nothing I could do.  I am sure my daughters would have been raped or worse then and there had I not continued.

   Taking his penis once again I was determined to finish him off as soon as possible.  Heinz was saying something to the girls but just at that moment the doctor began to ejaculate into my mouth. 
I gulped his warm cream down as quickly as I could trying not to taste it. 
As soon as he had finished, he let me stand and became polite and gentle again, he said something in German, took out a handkerchief, wiped his sperm off my chin and kissed my cheek saying something like, "There, there that wasn't so bad."

   I couldn't look at my girls.

They stood wide-eyed, they were very innocent and I don't think they had ever seen an adult penis before and certainly not one erect.

 In silence we were escorted back to the room we had earlier left, while all the time I could feel the Doctor's sperm seeping out of my vagina and running down my legs.  The last thing Heinz said was that it "wasn't so bad", and that "the Doctor was a good man and would not hurt us". 
He left us with a letter announcing that we would be required to give a violin performance in two weeks time.
From that day on we were treated as on the first day we arrived.
We had our own room and there was always bread and coffee in the mornings and bread, sausage and cheese in the evening.
I often relived that first meeting with the Doctor but never saw him again until the day of the concert.
Heinz arrived with freshly laundered and pressed clothes.
We were to change our clothes but we were to surrender our underwear.
We arrived in the compound proper and began to set up with a number of other musicians who were in a similar privileged situation as ourselves.
No one seemed to want to talk and when I tried to question them they purposely avoided me or shook their heads.

It was the first time we had been back to the camp since our arrival, It was a warm summers day and the concert was to be in the open on a small stage set in a natural slopping amphitheatre. There was bunting and lots of small swastika flags.

At precisely 11.00am the doors of hut number one opened and out came approximately one hundred young women.
They wore no clothes at all!
Actually they were no more than teens, all giggling and apparently not concerned in the slightest that they were completely nude.
I was utterly amazed!
It was like a nudist colony.
Next the doors of hut two opened and out filed more women probably just a little older, but what was plainly obvious was that all had the beginnings of a swollen belly; they were in the early stages of pregnancy!
Now the doors of all the huts were open and hundreds of women walked towards us taking up what they thought were the best positions for the Concert,
All were in some stage of pregnancy.
Last to arrive were those most heavily pregnant who slowly waddled holding their stretched bellies with one hand and using the other to strengthen their back as their swollen breasts swayed from side to side.
German nurses helped some of those who had difficulty walking, to one of the reserved positions in the front row.
But what I could not get used to was the fact that 80% of all the women were completely naked and made no effort what so ever to cover their privates and only a small minority covered themselves in any way at all.
Probably close to one thousand women were eventually seated on the lawn before us.
I was simply astounded!
In fact, apart from the Germans soldiers, guards, male staff and female nurses, I think the musicians were the only ones who wore clothes, even if it was just a simple dress without underwear.

The concert was a success, at least every one clapped, even the German soldiers although it was hard to get used to an audience of naked women.
After the event we were allowed to mix with the audience and I recognised some of the women who had arrived with us on the truck from Kiev.
They sat with a small blanket that they wrapped around their lower half or placed between their legs, giving them some degree of modesty but still leaving their breasts exposed.

They told me that it was not possible to cover themselves completely as the blanket they had been given was too small and there seemed little point anyway, the Germans did what ever they wished and at any time.
It was not unusual for them to be approached even when doing some allotted chore and made to copulate then and there in front of whoever may care to watch!
And as far as any degree of modesty went they were all women together and all in the same situation.

They went on to explain how on their arrival they were systematically taken six at a time, secured into position against a wall and six young naked men emerged from a side room with their penises already erect.
There was little they could do except beg and protest which had absolutely no effect whatsoever.
The men entered them simultaneously from behind had their way with them all.
Those who had missed out on the first night were raped over the next week, many a number of times.
The men who had done it were all over six foot and blonde, their penises were huge and thick and many of the smaller women just couldn't accommodate them, some had been left injured.

All agreed it was a travesty of justice, but what could they do?
In this camp the Germans made all the rules and strictly enforced them.
They had all tried to resist for a number of days but in the end found it easier to let them do as they pleased.
Some even suggested that they were now discovering an element of satisfaction in their regular copulation, the men were certainly good looking and very practiced.

All of the women's vaginas were pink and swollen and they all thought that they were now pregnant.

They went on to explain that it was useless to resist and that each morning and evening from that day on, women were still being raped and you could often hear them screaming, sobbing and begging to be left alone just as they had done themselves, all to no avail.

Some said that this was a baby making camp and that soon everyone here would be pregnant. 
I thought then that the main reason I was whisked away on that first night was that I was entering my most fertile period and perhaps in some way the Doctor had taken a fancy to me and wanted the pleasure for himself.

The next week the Doctor visited me again, this time he made me undress completely for the first time.
He slowly undressed himself and took a chair. He indicated that I should come forward, mount and ride him.
I felt ashamed but couldn't help feeling excited when I had his penis in me.  The next month my period did not arrive and I knew that he had succeeded in making me pregnant as well.

   So far the Doctor had kept his word, we had been well looked after and I had only had sex with him on a few occasions but not since I was confirmed pregnant.  I had only been required to give him oral relief three times although he insisted that my daughters watch.  I always felt uncomfortable doing this but my daughters being young and curious could never look away, although I always asked them to do so.

I will never forget the look on their faces when he would empty his sperm into my mouth, for me it was a strange sensation, fear and dread mixed with excitement.
When at first he would take his penis out of his trousers I would be shaking with apprehension, but by the time I had sucked it and had a mouthful of his sperm I would be wet between my legs and desperately want him inside me.

After three months I was given freedom to mix with the others in the camp and did my best to help those in a less favourable position then myself. 
I was once present when four new women were brought in, they were stripped naked and made to watch as Heinz (who had always been kind to us) raped them one at a time despite their pitiful sobbing and pleading.

I found this a shocking sight but could not be amazed by this young man's stamina.

It seemed to give him great delight to force his huge penis up those women and to hear their cries. 
And one I am sure was no more than twelve years old!

He knew I was watching him but just didn't care, he just acted as though he was doing them a favour.

The day after that, tragedy struck my family!
After being delayed at violin practice I arrived back at our rooms only to find my daughters acting strangely, they would not say what had happened but then I noticed blood on our bed sheets.
I lifted their dresses and could see that their vaginas had both been bleeding.

Gradually I got the details out of them, how he had tied them together and raped them without mercy.
I had only left them for 40 minutes and the Doctor had broken his word and raped them both.

I was angry, furious and completely devastated he had taken the virginity of both my girls.

How could he?

They were so sweet and innocent and I had done everything he had asked.

I cried myself to sleep, my daughter's lives had been ruined and they both became pregnant as I already was myself.
For the last three months of our pregnancies our clothes were taken from us and like all the other women in the camp we were left naked and heavily pregnant for all to see.
The Doktor would still occasionally call in and examine us nodding to himself and feeling our swollen bellies much to his satisfaction.

Our beautiful babies were born there and after one month cruelly taken from us and sent to Germany for their protection, or so we were told.

For three months after giving birth our swollen breasts were milked every day and our nipples became red and sore from the excessive suction of the old breast pump apparatus.

Once when my daughter Tatiana was having trouble letting her milk flow, our nurse requested a visit from the Doctor.
We all became fearful whenever he made a visit.

On this occasion he examined the three of us making sure that he put his fingers in our vaginas.

He would always try to humiliate us to demonstrate that he had complete power over us, which of course he did.

He took it in turns to hold and massage each of our bulging engorged breasts until each had supplied the quantity of milk expected, 
However when it came to Tatiana's turn, despite his massaging her milk would not flow for more than a couple of seconds.
It was then the Doctor said there was only one thing left to do.
He removed his trousers and released his straining penis.
He made poor Tatiana who at seventeen was just a child, stand leaning against a table and spread her legs while he entered her from behind.

I now had the added humiliation of not only being naked and having my breasts fondled and milked by the doctor, but I was left to stand in silence with Galina and watch him have intercourse with my dearest Tatiana while the uniformed and serious German nurse pulled and teased her young nipples.

He put his penis slowly up her and began to rut her steadily and after about five minutes amazingly her milk began to bead on her nipples.
The nurse, who watched the whole episode with indifference, quickly attached the electric breast pump suction apparatus to her sore nipples.
I could see by Tatiana's grimace that she was suffering and in pain, but even so she gave up half a litre of milk before the Doctor had finished with her.

While her milk was still flowing he groaned and ejaculated into her, telling her that she would soon have another baby on the way!

Afterwards he did examine her now red and extended nipples and admonished our nurse for their condition, ordering her to apply moisturising cream regularly and to take more care of her patients or it would be all the worse for her.

Even she was afraid of the Doctor, she stood to attention and gave the Nazi salute and we were treated with more care from that day on.

A month later we discovered that the Doctor had succeeded in impregnating Tatiana for the second time.

She was then just eighteen!

The Doctor had fathered all our babies.

It was rumoured that there were over a hundred women who had been successfully impregnated by the Doctor and that his preference was for virgins or young girls.

I never heard anyone call him by his Christian name to his face but many of the women referred to him as "Herman" or just "Herr Doktor."
But I believe the Doctors full name was Herman Hofle as I once saw a letter on his desk with this name and I believe he held the rank of Hauptsturmfuhrer.
I also saw the initials H. J. H. on his briefcase.

I hope he is caught soon and brought to justice for the humiliating and cruel things he did to us all.

We were at the camp until it was evacuated in 1943 when we escaped during the confusion of the German retreat.

This is a true account of what took place at the Camp they called "Fruchtbarer Boden"

Signed Natalya ***
Last name withheld by request for her own protection.


                      Interview conducted by Capt. Lee Renshaw U S Army 26th Feb 1946.

Comments: 
Daughters confirm basic account.
Mother and daughters are of a very striking appearance which obviously bought them to the Germans attention.

They have obviously had a rough time over the last few years; they have been examined and have indeed all have had babies recently.

Their nipples are extended and show signs of stretching which would seem to confirm their account.

Natalya fears they are being watched and suspects just about everyone she sees even the Polish family taking care of them.

This is very unlikely; they are quite probably suffering from paranoia.

The said "Doctor and camp commandant," perhaps a one "SS - Hauptsturmfuhrer Herman Julius Hofle" who has been identified as having been born in Salzburg Austria, on 19th June 1911 - is still at large and is already on our wanted list.

We are currently searching German army records for a photo of Herr Hofle, so as to confirm his identity with Natalya.

We have no further information on his whereabouts at this time.

Conclusion: Investigation on going.

Natalya and her two daughters are being billeted with a Polish family until we can arrange her repatriation to Kiev in the Ukraine.

Negotiations are underway with the Soviets.



"THE WERWOLVES"
(Some names and places withheld for the protection of individuals still living)

The Voice is that of Dr Karl Lutze, commandant of the camp called "Fruchtbarer Boden" (Fertile Ground)

"It was sad news for me to discover that the Fuhrer Adolf Hitler as well as the Reichfuhrer Heinrich Himmler had fallen in the defence of Germany, but ever the visionary my friend the Reichfuhrer had already put much of the network and planning we would need to continue the struggle in place.

It was first of July 1945 when I found myself in Konigsberg in East Prussia.

The war had been over for just two months and many of my colleagues had already been arrested and I believed that it would just be a matter of time before my name as well would come to the Allied power's attention. 

Dressed in civilian attire I made my way to a certain cafe where I was to make contact with ex Colonel Erwin Stolze. 
He had been the local commander in Vilnius, Latvia and had had a narrow escape from the Soviets but since the war had been concluded he had a new name and identity and took up his role as one of the leaders of our "Werwolves", an underground organization of ex young SS men and officers who had vowed never to surrender and to fight on as guerrillas against both the capitalist Jewish conspiracy and the Godless Bolsheviks.

He had been instrumental in establishing the German station 'Radio Werwolf' on April 1, 1945, and had began broadcasting for the first time from a special transmitter in the town of Königswusterhausen, not far from Berlin.
I greeted him and we sat down and ordered coffee.
He had invited me to discover where my loyalties lay and he asked me plainly if I would surrender or continue to fight?
I told him that the Deutscher Samen and myself would never surrender, however we must all face the realities of life, our armies had been defeated on the battlefield and if we were to rise again we must do so in a different manner.

I explained to him what my duties had been and how I could help in the future.
I assured him that in our own specialised way the men of the Deutscher Samen would play our part to put Germany once more in control of Europe.
The Colonel was astounded he had no idea of my organisation or how well it had survived, although diminished still intact.
It was agreed that my work must continue and that in future we would work together for the future of the Fatherland.
I put my men and myself at his service and volunteered to join the "Werwolves" as one of their leaders.
As Col Stolze already knew I had many contacts of my own at a personal level with major and minor diplomatic staff of many of the countries of Europe.
My services would be invaluable, I had many favours to recall, but first we had to be safe. 

Word was put out to all those men who occupied the many branches of the SS to discard and destroy their uniforms and take up low ranking Wehrmacht uniforms immediately, preferably from some of our dead comrades, their identifies also would be helpful as allied troops were now arresting all SS men for interrogation.

As a response to our warning many of our SS men were now melting into the general population.
I was also kept busy making phone calls to many of my former colleagues, furnishing them with new identity papers and money, giving them addresses of safe houses and soliciting loyal Germans who would be prepared to offer refuge to our captive and pregnant mothers.

Many captured Aryan women were still in our hands and we all realised now how essential their children would become to the recovery of the German economy.

It would be far more difficult but young women must continue to be impregnated by the now ex Deutscher Samen.
Those in the stages of pregnancy would need to be moved to safe houses.
It was done mostly in small numbers but even a truckload of foreign women rarely attracted suspicion at this time, as there were already many displaced people on the move throughout Europe.

Many ways were used to deceive the Allied occupation forces; either disguised as bus drivers, civil servants, or even ambulance drivers, especially if the women's pregnancies were well in advance.
If stopped by US or English soldiers, a glance at the heavily pregnant mothers would usually stir feelings of sympathy; our forged identities would never be checked thoroughly enough and we would be hastened on our way.

This ruse worked time and time again as few had yet any idea of the mission of the Deutscher Samen whose role it was to give life rather than to take it.
Our captured breeding program would continue to function successfully right under the noses of the occupying forces.
The women were being separated and moved now to more rural communities where they would be of little concern to the western Allies and where they could be easily monitored by us.

It was at that time that I learned of the Odessa group which still controlled much of the civil service.
Our intelligence now told us that many high-ranking Gestapo and SS officers were to be accused of war crimes and would have to be moved out of the country to avoid arrest. 
Thankfully many German ports were being reopened and ways were found to smuggle men onboard those country's ships that were sympathetic to our cause.
I knew that in time I also would probably have to leave Germany, but that time had not yet arrived and I still had much to do.

As the allied forces continued to arrest SS men, I arranged my own identity papers and took the name of Doktor Karl Lutze.
If questioned my papers would show that I was an innocent, an MD and had spent most of the war in Norway, a comparative backwater and I was now returning to my home in Hamburg. 

Although our armies lay defeated, thankfully most of our civil service was still intact and functioning loyally, many people continued to join civil infrastructure programs with the intent of building a new Germany. 
It seems that the underground networking organisation Odessa had been put in place well before the war's end and was even now infiltrating the new fledgling government and thanks to the confiscated assets of Jewish criminals almost unlimited finance was available safely hidden in Swiss Bank accounts. 
Our sympathisers were everywhere and Allied military movements were also being closely monitored and reported up the chain to Odessa. It was in this way also that informers were being discovered and eliminated by our Werewolves.
Former captive women could also be recovered, picked up and placed back into our care.

At this time it was the Odessa command that alerted me to an Ukrainian woman called Natalya ----------- who's name had appeared among a list of those willing to identify and testify against wanted SS men.
She had mentioned something that had up until this time been a tightly held secret, the words "Deutscher Samen".

It was a warning and a clear message that this woman would have to be taken back into our care or in the last resort eliminated.

The Aryan woman Natalya had been lost during our retreat from the Fruchtbarer Boden camp but still considered safe as we held one of her children and three of her daughter's children, but confused and disorientated she had turned herself over and was now about to tell all with a little persuasion from the Americans.

Little did she understand the value we placed on her children and the wombs of her two young daughters.

It seemed her history was of great interest to the US military as they had yet to learn of the Deutscher Samen ranks and were at this time only beginning to compile a dossier.
She had already been interviewed by a low level captain and thankfully her interview was being conducted through a German interpreter who quickly realised the importance and danger in which her affidavit put many German lives.

I thought back and although I had processed and given babies to many women at the camp I remembered Natalya and her two daughters clearly, she was a woman who I found hard to forget with her lovely pale breasts and striking red hair.
I had enjoyed fertilizing both her and her two young daughters and they had already provided Germany with four healthy children.
I made further discrete inquiries and discovered that Natalya and her daughters were about to be billeted temporarily with a Polish family while waiting debriefing from the US and Soviets.

She was being detained solely to identify myself and others from the woman's camp while waiting to receive the correct travel documents to allow her to travel back to her hometown of Kiev.

We were very fortunate that the US Army considered Germany a spent force and consequently paid little attention to Natalya's personal security.
Her continued freedom could not be allowed. It was an urgent matter that warranted my personal involvement, close friends as well as myself were in immediate personal danger.

Searching SS Security records which I still had complete access to through Odessa I quickly discovered that we had a number of Polish families in the area who were in fact ethnic German and had loyally sworn their allegiance to the Fuhrer and to Germany.
It is something the Allies never understood that a German was always a German no matter where he lived.
It was a simple matter to have one of these families included on the list of those willing to care for displaced women.
In due course "our" family's name was selected and Natalya and her two daughters delivered by the Americans into their care. 

They were an elderly couple, Polish in all manner of appearance except for their mindset, which was purely German.
In a very short time they had her confidence and she retold the interview with the American Captain and how she was waiting for them to obtain a photograph of the Fruchtbarer Boden Camp Commandant and Deutscher Samen members so they could be correctly identified, captured and prosecuted.

There was no time to loose.

It was decided that both mother and daughters should be picked up and brought back into our care as soon as possible.
On the 14 th of ... I was allocated two "Werewolves" from Colonel Stolze they were ex Deutscher Samen SS men who had been in training at the wars end but had not had the opportunity to have actual experience, for convenience I will call them Otto and Kurt. (Not their real names.)

On my instructions and acting on a call from our Polish informant Frau Jasinski, we took a van and arrived at her address at approximately 11.00 pm.
The street was without lighting, but being extremely careful an armed man was dropped at each end of the street before the residence was approached.
We need not have worried; Frau Jasinski greeted us at the front door and led us into the house and down a dark hallway to the door that led to Natalya's and her daughter's bedroom.
The house was silent and black, Natalya and her daughters were unsuspecting and in bed asleep.
With my luger drawn I slowly opened the door and entered quietly with my men before switching on the light.
Natalya woke first followed by her two startled daughters, although I no longer wore my uniform and was dressed in a heavy overcoat they recognized me immediately.
I took a grip of Natalya's red hair and pulled her to her feet.
I pressed my chin to her cheek and said, "It is I, Natalya!"
I pressed the barrel of my gun hard under her chin, forcing her neck to tilt back as I cupped her heaving breast with my right hand.
She was panic-stricken, I chided her.

 "Did you think you could run away from your responsibilities Natalia, did you think you could run away from me?
You have a scared pact with the Fatherland who has already fathered four of your children.
Do you think that you can simply divorce your country and leave when you feel like it?
You belong to Germany!
Do you think that simply because the war is over that you no longer have commitments or responsibilities?
I gave her a moment to take in her situation.
Frau Jasinski stood watching with folded arms blocking the doorway while my two men pointed their luger pistols at the two young women.
"Now, I have discovered that you have been talking with a certain American Captain..."
Nyet! Nyet! She pleaded.
'Yes! Natalya, do not lie to me, I know everything, I am as your angel, I watch over you even when I am not in your presence, you can have no secrets from me!
You have put at risk all we have worked for and you have put good men's lives in danger while you have selfishly thought only of yourself."
I ripped her flimsy pyjama top off her revealing her ample and heaving bosom.
She began to sob, "I am sorry Herr Doktor, I confused I will say nothing more, Please Herr Doktor, I made mistake I am so sorry".
"Natalia, you belong to the fatherland, dont you realise that?
You have no home but Germany and your duty is to the Fatherland just as it is my own."

I spoke to her two daughters,
"I took you from your devastated country, nourished you and placed you where all the Aryan race once came from and where they will all ultimately return.
Your mother seems to be ungrateful, but I will give you a choice and one more chance, do exactly what I say or you will not live to see the morning!

Do you understand?"
"Ja, Ja", the two young girls nervously replied.

"I have bought with me two fine young German men, their names are Otto and Kurt they have come to impregnate you both.
"If I have calculated correctly you are in your most fertile period and if we are lucky you will both conceive tonight".

You will remove your underwear now and give them access to your wombs!"
The young SS men could not believe their good fortune, the girls were beautiful and physically in full bloom.

Trembling but conscious of the danger they were in, they simultaneously slipped their thumbs into the waistbands of their underwear, slid their panties to the floor and stepped out of them revealing a thick bush of tight orange curls covering the genitals.
"Now assume the position I taught you in the camp."
They had been well trained, both girls turned and spread their legs lowering their heads onto their bed; their full and fertile vaginas were presented open.
I took a deep breath, my experience with the impregnation of women allowed me to recognize the pungent smell their fertile vaginas gave off, it was the unmistakable scent of ovulation, both young ladies were very obviously ripe for impregnation.

I indicated to both Otto and Kurt and they quickly began to remove their trousers and underwear, they were really just boys in their early twenties, they were nervous but their cocks were straight and hard.

Now men these young ladies are waiting for your sperm, enjoy yourselves and make sure you give them both a baby for the new Germany.

As Frau Jasinski, Natalya and I watched both boys held their straining cocks in their hands and teased the young girls glistening openings before beginning their steady penetration.
Soon all that was visible was their hairy and heavy testicles hanging between the young girl's legs.
The women were given a moment to accustom themselves to the penetration and then ridden hard. 
They were certainly their mother's children, for like their mother they both moaned the whole time until almost simultaneously they let out an orgasmic scream as their hips uncontrollably bucked to meet the boy's thrusts, milking their young cocks of their sperm.

Finally both boys withdrew thoroughly spent.

"Well done men you have demonstrated your vigour and loyalty and as you have seen and experienced these young nubile Aryan women are healthy and fertile and have an appetite that will need to be satisfied often.
I am sure you would you enjoy that!

They both replied simultaneously, " Ja mein Doktor".

I could see how they still lusted after the two naked girls who now sat side by side on their bed, their breath panting and their full breasts heaving while they both held their swollen vaginas in their hands.
I spoke to them proudly.
"Men of Germany, we are entering into a new era, our country has suffered dreadful losses, but we must work hard to make the Fatherland strong again.
It will now be up to the new generation, with honour and an iron will it will be done.
I can now tell you that I have made some arrangements that I think will satisfy you both.
These women are young and can yet have many children and I think they will make very good mothers, I doubt very much if I could possibly find better partners for you both.

The boys whose cocks had already begun to stiffen again gave the party salute and replied,"Danke Herr Doktor."

Ladies we must leave this house urgently, you must pack your things.
I had the two young women dress, blindfolded and firmly secured, they were then bundled out into our van unseen and taken to a safe house.

As Otto and Kurt carried each girl to the car Natalya began begging and pleading with me again not to hurt her daughters.

"That will depend on your cooperation.
"Please Herr Doktor, I will do anything."

"Indeed you will Natalia."

Natalya was no longer a security risk for she would never put her daughter's lives in danger again; she was mine to do with as I wished.

I had already arranged for a loyal party member and childless Bavarian couple to take the four as hired help. Their property was off the highway and they had a number of farm building where Otto and Tatiana and Kurt and Galena could live. 
Both boys had been instructed that the must produce a baby every year for a minimum of ten years and on these conditions it was arranged that on the deaths of the elderly couple both Otto and Kurt would inherit the Property.

But for my own security Natalya must forever break contact with her daughters.
Strangely I had even considered shooting her at one point (as at her age her fertility was no longer assured) however we were no longer at war and such drastic action could no longer be morally justified.

Perhaps it was her passion for music we shared or her striking red hair and creamy white breasts but she continued to hold a strange fascination for me.

I had already been in contact with Otto Skorzeny, regarding the 'Odessa' (Organization Der Ehemaligen SS Angehorigen) escape route and had been informed that a wife would help ensure my cover when I eventually made my escape to South America.
Now it seemed by providence that a wife had been provided.
With her daughters departed I decided to take my pleasure with Natalya at my leisure.
I told her to remove her panties sit on the edge of the bed and open her legs.
As she did so I took in the vision of her body, it was a work of art, she had obviously been eating better and it was fuller then I remembered, her large full breasts and pink nipples swung as she bent down to remove her underwear, her bright red hair and creamy thighs contrasted with the red gapping slash that now opened at their junction.
Finally naked she sat on the edge of the bed.
I bend down on my knees before her; lifting her legs with a hand under each of her knees I spread them wide apart.
Her fleshy vagina parted like an over ripe peach and I slipped between her legs to tongue her already red and extended labia.

Her eyes closed and she began to relax, leaning back on her elbows, like a cat she began to emit a low soft continuous moan.

She was in my power once again.


Footnote.

Two days after, Frau Jasinski was visited by Captain Lee Renshaw of U S Army.
He had obtained the photograph of Hauptsturmfuhrer Herman Julius Hofle and it was only left to Natalya and her two daughters to confirm his identity as the person who was the commandant of the camp they called "Fruchtbarer Boden."
He was surprised when Frau Jasinski explained that Both Natalya and her two daughters had left suddenly she thought for Kiev and "no" she did not leaving a following address.

The captain was suspicious, they seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Natalya and her two daughters would be added to the growing list of "missing persons."

The identity of the "Fruchtbarer Boden." camp commandant was not confirmed and Herr Hofle remained at large.




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