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 Deutscher Samen SS
   Chapter 5b
   I was a Violinist with the Kiev Symphony Orchestra and I had high hopes
for both my young twin daughters who then at sixteen had shown exceptional
skill for their age and had only recently accompanied myself in a
performance with the full orchestra.
   Kiev had been under bombardment for months.  Myself and my two Daughters
were living in a four story apartment block of which the upper levels had
been reduced to rubble by shell fire.  A few of us still lived in what
remained of the lower part of the building.  Rumours were that the city had
been surrounded by the Germans and there was nothing we or anyone could do,
it just wasn't safe to venture out for any reason.  Many bodies lay
scattered in the street to confirm that assumption.
   If there was a lull in the shelling we would go into our flat for the
few comforts it still offered, when the bombs began to fall we would go
into our cellar.  How we survived this nightmare I will never know, so many
of our neighbours had been killed just going about their every day lives.
The streets were almost impassable, strewn with rubble and debris from the
incessant bombing and shelling.  Finally the day came that we all dreaded.
There was an eerie silence, the guns stopped, the Germans had entered the
City.
   On that sunny morning a column of German tanks rumbled down our street
and continued into the City centre, this was followed half an hour later by
more lorries full of German troops, all went past.  Then about 11.00 am 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
be demolished.
   We were all to assemble in the local square where we would be collected
for resettlement.
   We had woken early, we made ourselves something to eat for breakfast
such meagre supplies as we had.  I was fearful for my girls, rumours were
that the Germans were raping all the women!  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 thanks to a broken
water pipe water was now filling our basement.  I bought up a couple of
buckets and we sponged ourselves 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 woollen overcoat and scarf.
   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.
   Down the street I could see lines of people coming up from cellars and
broken building making their way down to the square.  German soldiers
walked up and down the street guns at the ready.  Soon a great number had
gathered in the square and there were many rumours going the rounds as to
what would happen to us.  Some said we would all be sent to work camps in
Germany, others said that they had heard of death camps that no one ever
returned from.
   We were 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 to hold hands, stay close and to not to be
separated under any circumstances.  As each person was processed they were
formed into lines and marched away, some said to the railway station to be
sent to Germany, others were being loaded into lorries.  As we moved closer
to the end of the line I could see that a number of officers sat at
different 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
black with the skull and cross-bone symbol on their hats.  I learned later
that these men were the feared SS!  Here and there along the line Jews were
being pulled out by the SS soldiers, the women young or old were stripped
naked and beaten front and back with cane sticks.  If any displayed the
slightest sigh of resistance their punishment grew increasingly severe.
   Any who fell were kicked usually in the breast, until they either stood
up or passed out.
   Those who did were dragged away to an uncertain fate.
   I saw many poor naked women whose breasts hung black and blue from
bruising.
   I was beside myself with fear but held my girls close trying to give
them courage.  Eventually it was our turn at the desk, the officer in
charge enquired disinterested without looking up.  In perfect Russian he
asked," passport, name, age, address, occupation." It wasn't until I had
given my occupation as musician that he 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
separate us these are my precious daughters!" I could see him now slowly
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 stared into my eyes and spoke again to the
officer at the desk who told me, "Take off your scarf, which I did, my red
hair falling to my shoulders, then "remove your coat" which I did as well.
   The German officer in black then reached over grasped my right breast
painfully and pulled me closer to him.
   I looked at him trembling, he fondled it, weighed it thoughtfully and
bounced it in the palm of his hand, he then ran his hands down the contours
of my body and felt the crack between my bottom.
   I shut my eyes, I was beside myself with fear!
   He looked at my girls and spoke again in German.  "Dieses hat einen
feinen Satz Tits und gute ausgedehnte Hüften, die sie genug stark schaut,
um zwei oder drei weitere Kinder zu haben, möglicherweise mehr Zwillinge."
   I was praying that he wouldn't touch my daughters.
   I didn't understand what was said but then let go of me and a young
German soldier pushed the three of us to one side and pointed towards a
truck, another German spoke to us respectfully in Russian, led us over and
helped us climb into the back.  We were relieved that we had not been hurt
and apart from myself being a little humiliated were not being treated too
badly.
   There were already about ten women sitting inside, we all just sat down
on our suit cases wondering what was going to happen next.  We waited for
five or six hours as more women were slowly added until the truck was full,
many spoke of being molested by the officers some had even had to remove
their blouse's and bras right in the middle of the street in full view of
everyone.
   One woman was bought to the truck with her blouse and bra torn, her
large left breast was exposed and hung free, until some generous soul gave
her a spare blouse.
   It had been a humiliating experience for us all but after listening to
the stories from other women it was obvious that we had got off so lightly.
About five in the afternoon a German soldier bought us a four litre drum of
water and a couple of mugs.  It was all we had for our journey that was to
take twenty four hours.  We were all cramped, hungry and tired and when we
next heard German voices we had reached our destination.  I looked out from
between the canvas cover on our truck and 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 bright lights of a number of search lights.  I
shielded my eyes from the glare but I could hear many German voices
shouting schnell!  schnell!, The truck back boards were let down and I
could now make out that there had been three trucks and as we disembarked I
estimated about 150 women.  German soldiers were everywhere and we were all
pushed and prodded in the one direction, into a building that had a sign
reading "Reception" in Russian.
   Inside everyone was once again organised into lines and each interviewed
by a German officer, this time there were different questions, even
regarding our menstruation periods which I found embarrassing and
offensive, everyone was measured and weighed as well, all highly unusual.
   Many women were asked to remove their blouses and bras during this
process, they were left stanging trying to cover themselves with their
hands in full view of men who obviously thought it amusing.
   I could see that others were being taken behind a thin cotton screen
that gave practically no privacy, made strip and had their legs placed in
stirrups while men who looked like Doctors placed an instrument in their
vaginas!
   I was mystified as to what was happening or why.
   Gradually we were all being processed and mysteriously sent through one
of two doors.  When it was our turn, thankfully we were not asked to
undress, after a brief conversation between two soldiers an officer
intervened and we were escorted outside and 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 it seemed we were
being given special treatment but I didn't not understand why.  It appeared
that the Germans were not so bad after all.  A little later a man bought in
a tray of bread, cheese, sausage and milk he told us his commanding officer
a Doctor Lutz requested our company at 9.00 am in the morning.
   He then very politely wished us goodnight and locked the door.  That
evening we all 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 Dr Lutz as our
lives may depend on it.
   We straightened our clothes as best we could and brushed our hair, I had
even saved a little rouge and applied some to the girls cheeks to bring a
little colour into their pale complexion.  At 8.50 am there was a knock on
our door and a tall nice looking blonde German soldier dressed in black and
in his early twenties opened the door.  He introduced himself politely in
perfect Russian, his name was Heinz.  I could see that he was mainly
interested in my two daughters, although polite to me he greeted them with
a big flirting smile.
   He told us that he would be our interpreter when we met Doctor Lutz.  I
was nervous but sure everything would work out fine after all everyone had
been so polite and nice since we arrived.  At 9,00 sharp Heinz knocked on
the door and led us in.  There was a small table set with a tablecloth a
silver teapot with cake and bread.  Heinz introduced us to Doctor Lutz we
drank tea and a three way conversation ensured.  The food was marvellous we
had not eaten like this since long before the war.  The Doctor seemed a
very agreeable man we talked about Music and Art and good times before the
war 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.
   He said that if I consented to let him have intercourse with me our
privileged life could continue and if not then we would be on our 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 rut you one way or the other!" 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 my cup of tea down.  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 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 would do anything to save my daughters.  I took a deep breath and rose
trembling out of my chair the Doctor stood as well and still polite
directed me through adjoining double doors, I looked back at my daughters
who were again flirting with Heinz, I told them 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
embarressed in all my life 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 became sexually aroused.  I kept telling him nyet, nyet, nyet, but
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 noticed as well, he stood
and quickly undid his trousers took out his erect penis and thrust it
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 high pitch squeal and shuddered spasmodically as an orgasm
overwhelmed me!
   I was frightened 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 all wet and with my juices and a drop of 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 knew what he meant, 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 mans 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 cant imagine how ashamed I felt, I just wanted to die. 
NYET!!!, was all I could say I tried to 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 quick as I could trying not to taste it.  He let me stand and
became polite and gentle again, he said something in German took out a
handkerchief, wiped some of 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.
   We were escorted back to the room we had earlier left in silence while
all the time I could feel the Doctors 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 give a Violin performance in two
weeks time.
   On the day of the concert our dresses were cleaned and pressed but our
underwear was taken from us.  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.
   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 sloping amphitheatre.  There was bunting and lots of
small swastika flags.
   At precisely 11.00 am the doors of hut number one opened and out came
approximately one hundred naked young women, 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!  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 started to walk 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.  The 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.  Only a small minority
covered themselves with a small blanket or towel which basically only
covered their lower half anyway!  Probably close to one thousand women were
eventually seated on the lawn before us.  I was simply astounded!  In fact
apart from the other Germans 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 that had arrived with us on the truck from Kiev.  They
had a small blanket that they wrapped around their lower half giving them
some degree of modesty but still leaving their breasts exposed.  They no
longer attempted to cover themselves as they said there was little point,
the Germans did what ever they wished with them at any time they liked and
after all they were all women and all in the same situation.
   They went on to explain that most were raped on that night of their
arrival and everyone had been raped over the next two days, many a number
of times.  Although they had all been fed and treated well they were not
given back their clothes, just issued with a small woven sheet or blanket.
   They told me that every evening from that day on women were being raped
and that you could often hear them screaming, sobbing and begging to be
left alone just as they had done themselves.
   The men who had done it were all over six foot and blonde their penis's
were huge and many smaller women couldn't take them and some had been left
injured.
   It was said that this was a baby making camp and that soon everyone here
would be pregnant.  I realised then that the main reason I was whisked away
on that first night was that I was entering my most fertile period and
perhaps the Doctor had taken a fancy to me as well.  The next week the
doctor visited me again, this time he made me undress, mount and ride him.
I felt ashamed but couldn't help feeling excited when he had his penis in
me.  The next month my period did not arrive and I knew that he had
succeeded in making me pregnant.
   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 and 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.
   After three months I was given freedom to mix with those 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 bought 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.
   It seemed to give him great delight to force his huge penis up those
women and to hear their cries.
   He knew I was watching him but just didn't care.
   Then 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.  I had only left them for 40 minutes and
the Doctor had broken his word and raped them both.  Gradually I got the
details out of them, how he had tied them together and raped them without
mercy.
   I was angry, furious and completely devastated.
   How could he?
   They were so sweet and innocent and I had done everything he had asked.
   I cried myself to sleep, my daughters lives had been ruined, they both
became pregnant, as I was myself.
   For the last three months our clothes were taken from us as well and
like all the others in the camp we were left naked and heavily pregnant for
all to see.
   Our babies were born there and after one month taken from us and sent to
Germany for their protection we were told.
   For three months after giving birth our breasts were milked every day
until they were sore.
   Once when Tatiana was having trouble letting her milk down the Doctor
visited, he took her away from the nurse and bent her over a table and
entered her from behind.  He rutted her for about ten minutes and soon her
milk began to flow freely.  The nurse who watched the whole episode with
indifference, attached the breast pump suction apparatus to her nipples and
had half a litre of milk even before the Doctor had finished with her.
   A month later we discovered that the Doctor had impregnated her for the
second time.  She was just eighteen!
   All our babies were fathered by Dr Lutz.  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.
   We were at the camp until it was evacuated in 1943.
   This is a true account of what took place at the Camp they called
"Fruchtbarer Boden" (Fertile Ground) Signed Natalya *** 
  
Deutscher Samen SS Chapter 5b