![]() “You know, Jaeger, I think that these puffy nipples are unusually responsive as well as unusually shaped. His efforts were rewarded with even more frantic squirming from the cute blonde. I must explore them better first.” He moved his fingertips to the barely budding teats, gently pinching and rolling them into full turgid erection. I'm no spy! Please, I beg you, let me put my blouse back on!” “Please! I'm just a poor girl whose ship sunk. “Please, oh please, don't touch me there!” she blubbered. He could already tell that they would respond wonderfully to the lash or red-hot needles.Īt the first tentative touch, Valerie gasped and started writhing in the powerful arms that held her. Heinrich Schmidt's fingers lightly caressed the rosy protrusions, gently pressing to explore their resiliency. Seeing his intent, the blonde girl tried to back away, but Sergeant Jaeger held her firmly in place. I must get a feel of them!” He lifted his hands and reached out toward her. Still, the name is appropriate-they do puff out quite nicely, don't they, and fairly beg for special and imaginative play. “Puffies, eh? Those Brits have such a droll way with words. “Somewhat rare, but apparently there are enough of them for their own name.” “The English call them 'puffies', Herr Major,” the Nazi guard said. The teats in their centers started rising up slightly from her fear. And what nipples! The entire aureole rose up as a prominent mound well away from the surrounding skin. A delectable rose pink color, they contrasted nicely against the typically English peaches and cream skin. It was the nipples, however, that fully captured his attention. While not overly large, the bare breasts were quite adequate given the girl's petite size and perfectly shaped like two half-pears. Heinrich came up close and stared down at the exposed chest before him. “ Gott im Himmel,” he exclaimed, “Are they real?” Reaching down the front of his trousers arrange something there. Walking slowly around it, he approached the blonde. Schmidt gazed at her for a moment and then stood up behind the desk. “Stop! What are you doing? Oh, this isn't right before a man,” she cried out with a decidedly British accent. Then the Sergeant's knife sliced through the straps at shoulder and back, allowing the fragile white cups to fall, baring her to the waist. The Sergeant reached around the trembling girl and grabbed the front of her blouse and then powerfully ripped it apart and down, leaving her clad only in her bra. “Jawohl, Herr Major, I know your likes and dislikes, but I think that this little bint may please you despite how she looks at first glance. “What is this, Anja, a joke? You know my preferences and yet you bring me this small-breasted wench!” Dressed in a modest blue skirt and white blouse, the girl had long blonde hair and a cute oval face, but Heinrich was focused on her upper torso. As was standard, her wrists were bound behind her back. They wait to hear from you.”īarely 5' 1', she couldn't have been more than 20 years old. She was captured by a Feldwebel Karl Lukas as a spy and taken to the local Gestapo Kommandant, who also remembered your bounty after he had her stripped. ![]() Her ship was torpedoed in the Channel and her lifeboat drifted to Normandie. ![]() “ Eingeben,” he said, “enter.” Then he leaned back and watched as Sergeant Anja Jaeger came in pushing a small young woman before her. ![]() Major Schmidt was sitting behind his desk when he heard a knock on his door. ![]()
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