Chapter 5

Our route back to Berlin was dotted with countless roadblocks.

The young SS men that manned the posts were hard-eyed with no nonsense about executing suspected deserters on the spot. We could see the heaps of corpses next to each checkpoint of escaping draftees running away from the sure death at the hands of the fast-moving Russians.

Fortunately for us, the documentation in the hands of Captain Simone was impeccable and signed by no less than Himmler himself. It gave her “Carte Blanch” to move wherever she wanted doing the work of the Third Reich for the leader in the bunker back in Berlin.

She also had special documents that gave her right of passage for the elite “Occult Team” organized by Hitler to discover the secrets of the paranormal to aid him in his struggle for world domination.

Captain Simone had me chained to her bunk in the half track vehicle that acted as her headquarters on the journey. She didn’t bother me sexually, but I was in close proximity to her groaning satisfaction from the hard working tongues of her special bodyguard females that would crawl into her lair each night to give her the physical pleasure she needed to keep up her energy level for command.

“Right there, you bitch! Lick me right there and don’t stop until I tell you.”

The SS Captain was on a roll of perverted pleasure that had her trembling with excitement with each passing minute. From my position at the foot of her bed, I was able to almost reach out and touch her soaking wet pussy.

It was so near and yet so far.

I wanted to do it, but I feared that she would think I was being too submissive for trusting at face value.

She fell asleep totally exhausted from the long day of travel and a pair of her cohorts started to harass me with their boots and their little riding crops like I was the assigned victim of the day. Most of her entourage were perverts of the worst sort and they delighted in humiliating Captain Simone’s detainee’s like they were placed there for them like toys for their pleasure with no limits on their degrading treatment of them in the slightest.

“Take off all your clothing, you Jewish bitch. We want to see your silly and weak pussy. All you Jewish women are just baby machines for your greedy Jew male cocksuckers. Once we get you back to Berlin, we will let you watch us cut off the Jewish cocks of your male family members and then sterilize you so you can’t have any more baby Jews to pollute our country.”

The tall blonde SS Sergeant took off her leather undies and squatted down over my frightened face rubbing her camel-toe over my mouth and lips. Her partner thought it was funny and she spanked my naked pussy with her stinging palms laughing at my squirming efforts to avoid her fingers.

I knew that Captain Simone would not appreciate their treatment of me. It was not because she had any friendship or pity for me, but because she was still interrogating me and had not finished with me yet. I knew she wanted to break me and discover my secret to knowing the future and report back to the Gestapo headquarters the secret to my knowledge.

Of course, the simple truth was that I had traveled back in time from the future and knew a lot of things that would help them to understand what they faced as they drew close to the end of the war. I stupidly thought that I could tell her any old cock and bull story about the source of my knowledge and pull the wool over her eyes easily. I was not aware at that time of her use of Occult powers to extract the information from me like squeezing an orange of all its juice until it was fully drained and ready for the scrap heap.

I instinctively knew that my revelations would not really change any of the preordained outcomes and I felt reasonably safe that my blabbing the truth would only cause them to take some precautions that would possibly extend their lifespans and not change anything that would cause a different outcome to the war. I had this attitude toward these SS females that was entirely masculine in its entirety and I guess that my male genes were telling me their sweet pussies were ripe for the taking.

My only problem was that when I had made my journey back into the past, I had mysteriously changed from a man to a woman and acquired a silly submissive attitude along the way that had me saddled with feminine urges and losing my masculine spirit of adventure that forced me into the endless search for pussy that had dominated my entire existence.

Still, being a female had certain advantages.

I found that with my newfound deviousness, I was able to manipulate most males and even some special women with open minds. My sudden receptiveness to “drama” was strange to me and I was still adapting to the new feminine logic that guided me on my path to survival above all else.

The SS female guards had me on top of a table and were playing with my private parts in ways that no self-respecting woman would condone in normal circumstances. Yet, I was able to find some solace in the fact that they were fighting to taste my pussy and used their greedy tongues to give me tingles in places I had never suspected would ever give me pleasure.

I had seen them choke the life out of one of the inmates in front of everybody else showing that they had no regard for the sanctity of life for any enemy of the Third Reich safe in the womb of the Gestapo that condoned their war crimes as evidence of the need for a “Final Solution” to the Jewish question once and for all. The hidden agenda of Hitler to exterminate all Jews was well-known to his cronies and his henchmen, but carefully covered up by media the world over in order to allow him insulation from his critics.