Chapter 3

Rose went to see Simone nearly every day and nearly every day she had a story of how the Nazi continued to use Odile as his sex slave. It almost always involved Odile sucking his cock and then being fucked after which he would leave the apartment.

On one visit there was something different. Simone told Rose that the Major and his friend had arrived one morning but had sent Odile away. This puzzled Simone as she sat at her peephole looking into Odile’s apartment. The two Nazis were seated on the sofa and drinking liquor. The major had brough his briefcase and from it he pulled a file. He put the file on the sofa and opened it. It contained photographs.

“I enjoy my photographic hobby and my Leica seldom lets me down. Look at these. They are from some of our sessions with Odile. I think you’ll agree I have some very good ones of her sucking our cocks and taking them in her pussy.” Rolf said as he handed the photos to Hans, who examined them and smiled. “Yes, yes, very good, Rolf. I love the one with her looking at the camera while her mouth is stuffed with your cock.” Both men laughed.

“Well Hans, fortune has smiled on me again in Paris. Another French woman missing a husband. So many missing husbands here. This wife is older, richer and beautiful. How could I refuse? Her name is Emilia Berry, her husband is Georges and she has an 18 year old daughter named Estelle. Emilia is in her late thirties. She has blonde hair, large tits and ass and dresses very well. She is one of the most desirable women I have ever met and I intend to make her my next slave. Odile is fine, but I need some variety in my life.” Rolf laughed.

“She was Gestapo headquarters one day and I invited her into my office where she told me her story. I was, of course, very sympathetic and said I would try and help. After our office meeting I arranged to go to her home which is nearby to hear but on a better street. It’s large and well furnished. I learned from her that the maid only comes three days a week. I made sure she was off on the day of my visit. Emilia was dressed in a simple white lace blouse and a dark skirt. She wore black silk stockings and black high heels.

She was very sexy to behold. We talked about her husband who was a businessman and invested in the Bourse stock exchange and done well. One night he failed to come home from his office and she knows nothing else. I checked and we have him in one of our jails. He’s suspected of black market dealing and perhaps Resistance sympathies. Nothing very serious really, but I have arranged for him to be out guest awhile longer while I help his distressed wife. I told her it might take some time to get information and that I was concerned that during his absence she and her daughter would be without a protector. She never cried during our talk, she is a strong woman, which I like.” Said Rolf.