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The Spoils of War (MyHappyWorld x LadyYunaFFX2)

KimiDoll

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[Anya]

The war was slowly coming to an end. Power had returned to the Allied Forces and the Germans were fast retreating. The sudden death of their glorious Führer was a pain they had to bare, most assumed that his death would mean the end, but those who were truly loyal knew different.

Hidden in a remote, abandoned castle, high in the mountains a group of Nazi's loyal to the Führer remained vigilant against their downfall. Hopeful that Hitler's death was just a scare tactic by the media, they remained ignorant to the world around them, preparing their forces for one final strike against the Allies. Run by a hot headed Nazi General, they were prepared to follow her to the death, because there was nowhere else for them to turn.

Anya paced the floor of the castle's grand dining hall, a room that she had converted in to her own personal office. Maps and pieces of paper were scattered all about the room, a large flag dedicated to the Nazi regime hung on the back wall, covering a medieval tapestry. The room was in a shambles, but this did not discourage Anya, General and loyal subject to the Nazi empire. Brooding, Anya starred at the frozen mountains that surrounded the castle through the grand floor to ceiling window, muttering to herself before continuing to pace again. Anya was itching for a fight, it had been so long since she had been in battle and it was beginning to drive her insane. She was on edge and out of place, she felt abandoned and fearful that her glorious time had come to an end. Enraged, Anya drew a blade from her belt and hurled it violently towards the door, letting out a anguished cry as the knife left her hand and struck the wooden door at the end of the room.

They were coming, the allied forces, they were coming, Anya could feel it. They would come and they would see that Hitler's powers did not die with him, that Germany still had some fight left. Anya knew they would come, it was just a matter of time.

A knock sounded at the door and Anya pulled out her pistol, aiming at the young soldier who had entered. Intimidated by Anya's aggression the soldier whimpered, but quickly cleared his throat "Madam! We have captured a spy lurking within the forests that surround our base. Should we dispose of the scum?"
Curious, Anya looked at him for a moment then placed her pistol back in its holster. "No, do not dispose of them yet, let's see if they have any information that would be useful to us" Anya sighed, picking up her coat she followed the soldier down to the castle dungeons. This wasn't the fight Anya was looking for, but it might just keep her hands busy while they waited.
 
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Back in her 'cell' of sorts, twenty-two year old Cassandra was mentally - and sometimes aloud - cursing herself out. There were always a couple rules, basics if you would, to follow during combat. And they were meant to be done so without few if any doubts or second thoughts. And they had all been broken, ergo the reason she was here at all. And it was infuriating the soldier so damn much. What had meant to be a simple navigation out from enemy lines turned .... well ... badly.

First, her radio had gone out. So she stopped - rather than going on - and tried to get the damn thing fixed. That was the first mistake; keeping oneself behind enemy lines. Or, if you do this, be prepared. Alas, though, that was mistake number two she made. The usually expert sniper didn't have her weapon ready. Even though she got a few good retaliation shots in, mistake number three came in at the feeling of a barrel behind her, against the back of her head. Never let your guard down. And she'd done by that not taking full note of her surroundings.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She hissed lowly at herself. She had been so close to going home. The war was but all over! And now ... now this happened?! She wasn't only pissed, but scared. With no guarantee she would see America again, she didn't know whom to feel or whom to be the most angry at; herself or the Nazis. Why were they still around anyways? Hitler was dead!

Her green eyes had closed up until the sounds of footsteps caught her ears. Swallowing softly, her hands went to her sides. Maybe once the door opened, she could use that to her advantage? Hell, she was desperate enough to try about anything right now. Dungeons had never appealed to her; not out of literature at least. She would definitely not like to remain here .... not if she could help it. And come hell, high water, both if needed ... poor Cassandra was ready to do any and everything to get the hell outta here.



 
The door to the dungeon swung open and two heavily arms guards stepped in, they saluted and moved to the side, allowing their General entry to the dungeon. Waving her hand to order the guards to take ease as she entered, Anya focused her attention on the girl they had locked up. She was definitely part of the Allied Forces, but Anya wasn't expecting their prisoner to be a beautiful woman, or even a woman for that matter. Anya had to rethink her plan, she had planned to torcher the spy and then leave them for dead in the wilderness, but the thought of having another woman at the base seemed rather appealing, even if she was Allied scum.

With a wave of her hand Anya dismissed the guards, they left silently and closed the door behind them. Once they were alone Anya cleared her throat "I am here to offer you an ultimatum" Anya began, her arms crossed over her chest she watched the girl with narrowed eyes "Swear yourself and your body to me and I will be nice and allow no harm to come to you... Or endure the worst pain know to man and wallow in this pit for the rest of your life".
She took a step forward, watching the girl like a piece of meat, trying hard to keep her calm composure as she waited for a response.
 
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Anya was not the only one astounded to see another woman. Cassandra definitely was also. Still ... she had the enemy and proof she was aligned with the Nazis and thus her attitude would not alter. Not even for her, no way in Hell. Her eyes also glanced up, trying to seem to study her or even wait for an opportunity. The latter was an easier said than done task, unfortunately. Still, it wouldn't halt her from trying to size her up, per se. Especially as she went on to speak ... by appearance alone, she didn't look at all tough. Though few women did by a quick glance; she would keep that possibility around. Or hell if one had enough intelligence, they could use that instead of brute strength.

But with her being first and foremost a damn Nazi, Cassandra used that whilst hearing her out. And by the time she was done, she damn well nearly chuckled aloud. "Tch, just like how Hitler made all of you join up, hm? Pretty words ... that's all they are." Her head shook; she'd been informed of the enemy rather well. Everyone had and those that knew the truth knew that only 10% willingly joined. The other 90% refused and died or did so out of fear. The words were probably an elegant lie; though even if they weren't, she'd never ally herself with them. Her head continued to shake from side to side.

"You're out of your damn mind. Even if I never go home, no way in any of the layers of Hell I'd promise those things to you bastards." She hissed, a venom of sorts in her voice. Cassandra was more than willing to show that even in a very unfavorable position, she would not break down - mentally or physically - so easy. Her hands tensed a bit more, feeling the urge to push herself up to her feet becoming more and more stronger.


 
Unamused by the America's boorish response, Anya began to click her tongue against her teeth in a condescending manner, shaking her head as she did. "Such a pity, you are such a beautiful girl it'll be a waist to have you rot down here in the dark" Anya sighed. She stepped closer and knelt down in front of her prisoner, then in one quick and fluid movement she gripped the prisoner's wrists and pulled them above her head, chaining them to the wall behind her. The attack was so quick and precise it happened within the blink of an eye. Proud of her work Anya stood up and moved to the door yelling an order in German, the guards quickly responded and moved to complete the order.

Anya turned her attention back to the American, smiling wickedly she resumed kneeling in front of her prisoner. Her arms outstretched she cupped Cassandra's cheeks and lifted her head upward so she was forced to look at Anya. "I am going to take such joy out of destroying you, Fräulein. You are going to beg me to kill you before the end and I will not give you the pleasure" Anya hissed, her head lowered she forced her lips against Cassandra's in a firm and possessive kiss. Her lips melded against Cassandra's as her hands continued to hold her head steady, her teeth grazed over Cassandra's lower lip and she slowly pulled away "You are my play thing now, you live to serve me" Anya huffed just as the pair of guards returned to the cell bringing crates and bags of unknown items, one of them even brought in a bucket of clean water.

Standing up Anya yelled at the guards again, they both nodded and withdrew knifes from their belts before kneeling down on either side of Cassandra. Then in quick and precise movements they slit her clothes into shreds, tearing away any protection her skin had from the cold air. When they were done they each put their knifes away and gripped her legs, wrenching them open to expose her fully to the General. The general smirked and picked up the bucket of ice cold water, throwing it over Cassandra's naked form. "You should be thanking us for cleaning you, you were in such a dirty state before!" Anya cackled.
 
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Cassandra's eyes widened. Her muscles hadn't even managed to get herself off the ground before Anya's found them and thrust them over her head, chaining them. A low "Ngh," left her lips from the impact of being shoved against the wall as she glared angrily at the Nazi. "Smug little bitch let --- mmf?!" Her entire body froze for a few seconds as the kiss connected. This was not, by any means, her first. Oh no, in fact she hadn't been pure for years. A possessive and bad ex easily took her innocence from her and save for the gender differences, Anya was beginning to remind her more and more of him.

Reality snapped back to Cassandra as her head roughly turned, panting a bit in disbelief. Another scoff left as her head shook adamantly. "Tch, like hell I am." She murmured angrily, keeping her gaze away. True, the disadvantages had increased greatly; but she wouldn't just give in. She couldn't .. not to her or any of her brigade. She couldn't help but swallow as the crates were brought down. Almost anything could be in those ... and that alone was enough to get her a bit anxious. Still, she kept the emotion hidden away from her face as best as possible.

But once she got stripped and spread before them all, that quickly faded. "What the hell are you doing?!" She cried out, shivering as the water landed upon her. As if the air hadn't been bad enough, the two elements now took effect ... and she'd give anything to hide right then and there. It was only from natural causes, she knew, but it didn't get rid of the shame Cassandra felt as her nipples hardened from everything. Her legs and wrists jerked and turned, screaming out in frustration at being exposed like this. She did not want this .... to be revealed in such a way. Nazi or not, this would have applied to anyone she didn't have a good feeling of. But the mere fact this was a war enemy definitely made it all the more worse.

 
Throwing a second bucket of water over the girl, Anya continued to laugh, thoroughly enjoying the site of the American squirm. "You are a filthy wretch and so is your country, we the glorious will purge you of the disgusting rights you cling so tightly to" Anya sneered, the guards either side of Cassandra laughing at her words. Dropping the bucket Anya moved forward and pressed the toe of her boot against Cassandra's exposed sex, slowly moving it around in circles to tease her. "I have always been fascinated with the female body, let's see how much you can take, hm?" Anya grinned and knelt down, her gloved hands running over Cassandra's breasts, gently squeezing them, her fingers pinching her nipples before lowering them.

Letting out a loud sigh, Anya ordered the guards to tie Cassandra's legs down and leave them. They did so quietly and left as quickly as possible, leaving the two girls alone. "I am going to use you, you are going to be my play thing, you are going to learn to be submissive and be rewarded or remain in this cell to be abused by my men" Anya spoke quietly, her tone dangerous as she pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and began to force it between Cassandra's lips, gagging her.

"If you do as I say only I will abuse you like this, but if you disobey me I will let all three hundred of my men have their way with you whenever they like, however they like. Do you understand?" Anya smirked, pressing her lips against Cassandra's ear she whispered "I know you like to be a dirty slut so I am sure you can handle my men, hm? You enjoy the thought of them forcing you to pleasure them, to be absolutely powerless for them" As she spoke Anya's fingers began to rub along the soft skin of Cassandra's sex, occasionally letting her fingers press against her clit.

Anya ducked her head and captured one of Cassandra's nipples between her lips, sucking it softly as her tongue rolled around the supple bud. Her fingers slowly quickened their pace, teasing her clit before plunging deep into her, feeling her warmth then withdrawing again. Anya's free hand groped and massaged the other breast, pinching her nipple every so often. This situation had begun to excite Anya uncontrollably, she could feel heat pool in her lower body, her breathing had become low and heavy. It was incredible the sexual urges Anya felt for this girl, it made her feel more powerful than ever before.

Pulling away Anya moved to stand again, licking her lips she stepped towards the crates and bags her guards had brought down for her. She opened the first crate and removed a phallic object, it was made of clear plastic and had been molded to resemble a man's genitals, but it was bigger, much bigger. "This is a device we have created to stimulate a woman while her husband is out fighting the war, it was created to keep adultery levels down, but I think many women bought it just for themselves" Anya chuckled and moved back towards Cassandra, pressing the toy against her gaged mouth. "What do you think? Very life like... Want to try it?"
 
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Whereas Hoover had been known for doing too little, too late, this damn Nazi was doing almost the exact opposite. Too much ... and all so quickly. More shivers trailed down from the additional bucket, an almost feral-like growl leaving her mouth. "Shut up! We may not be perfect but we sure as hell don't sink to the measures you all have!" She glared at her, more venom in her voice. A sharp gasp left as the boot went right in between her legs, making her try to close them even more. A low whimper followed once her already erect nipples got teased, making her eyes closed.

Now she really wanted to disappear. Why?! Why is it doing this now?! Her nipples were getting harder and harder with each passing second, a strong fragrant scent that hinted to the Nazis she was actually getting turned on by this. Even with the timing, place, pretty much everything being so wrong ... it had been too long for Cassandra. Up until now, she had forgotten how these sensations had felt. None had ever been from a woman before ... which made her even hotter it seemed.

Finally, it wound up being just herself and Anya inside. She glared angrily. "I'd never sink so low to be a slut, you --- " That was as far as she got before the gag went over her mouth, her head shaking no adamantly on the idea of being raped. The number had only made it worse; true this place looked big. But she never would have guessed around three hundred; a bit less. A muffled cry left as her sex and clit got teased, her body shivering hard.

A now muffled whimper left as her eyes shut tighter. Gods no! Why?! The constant assault on her nipples and clit were beginning to take it's toll. All were now erect and she felt herself getting close to an orgasm already. Her head shook no quicker, her breathing getting heavier. Not like this .... don't let me cum from her.....

She nearly did too but finally Anya stopped, her eyes shooting open again. A whine left, she wasn't sure how to feel. She was frustrated at being exposed like this but also for having been put right on the edge. As she found herself staring at the toy, crimson painted her cheeks. With how close she'd been put, she was actually seriously considering it. Her legs tried to close, the scent having been stronger by this point; like an intoxicating perfume as sorts. For a while her head didn't move ... before it finally gave an affirmative nod. It was horrible ... but she couldn't lie. She did want to. By now she needed some form of release ... she'd driven her borderline insane. And if this was the only way to get it ... to live and survive ... she'd do it until a better opportunity arrived.

 
Anya was surprised by Cassandra's reaction, she assumed that she would shake her head in protest again, but instead she eagerly agreed to having the toy. Amused, Anya knelt down in between Cassandra's parted legs and pressed the toy's head against her clit, running the smooth plastic over her warm sex, coating it in the fluids that had began to stir. "So honest, let me reward you for submitting to your needs" Anya smiled and slowly pushed the length of the toy into Cassandra's tight hole, forcing it in until it was almost completely inside her.

"I wonder what would happen if I just leave you like this?" Anya wondered as she moved her hand away from the toy. "Would you crack with out the release you crave? Curious" Anya smiled and shifted to sit on her knees, her hands stretched out she began to play with Cassandra's breasts again. Tugging at her nipples Anya ducked her head and began to kiss and lick each nipple then looked up, her smile wicked "If you want to cum you have to beg me" She teased as a hand reached up and removed Cassandra's gag. "Beg me to cum or I'll leave you unsatisfied with this device still inside you!"​
 
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Her head tossed back, a muffled groan leaving as it teased her clit then began to slide in. Oh yes, it was definitely tight. Ever since she broke up with her ex, she'd done any and everything but find sources of pleasure. She'd nearly forgotten that too until she felt her muscles clench tightly upon the toy, shuddering hard. Even with the difficult entry, gods it'd felt good. Her pants and breaths through her nose got even heavier and by the time she glanced down, she found the toy almost completely buried in her. It was such a lewd sight .... let alone in front of a complete stranger.

But poor Cassandra's body was beyond caring by this point. Her heart was racing faster, her muscles continuing to squeeze around the toy, moaning in delight at the feel. Another cry - louder and longer this time - left as her nipples got toyed with again. Nazi or not, this woman was definitely good at pleasing other females. She had no idea if she'd done this before or was merely applying things she would like on herself onto her own body. But fuck she knew what to do it seemed and for that alone, Cassandra would give credit where it was due.

A few struggled gasps, pants, moans and groans - all in that order - left as the gag got removed. "No!" She pleaded. "Please .... I'm so damn close. Don't do that .... don't leave me on the edge again." Her head wanted to lower and bow so badly ... but she forced herself to keep eye contact. "Give me release .... please ....." She felt her fingernails dig into her palms. It infuriated her .... but she had been doing some thinking on her words. The fact her radio had broken down earlier made this situation worse for Cassandra. She'd probably be considered a MIA soldier and nothing would be done.

So if she had to survive .... she would. Maybe not in her preference, definitely not. But she did not want death either. Finally, she allowed the word she had hesitated on allowing to leave her lips do so, " .... Mistress.... " Her fists clenched a bit harder. Her shame and annoyance at having had to sink to this level would not leave; not immediately. But as the saying went ... desperate times called for such things. And somewhere in between having water tossed upon her and being exposed to this woman, she'd clearly understood all of that along with her new place and status of sorts.

 
Anya sat back upright and began to laugh, her hands gripping her sides she laughed as the young girl begged for a release. "Stupid American Pig! You are so driven by your lust you actually called your enemy your mistress! I guess you are starting to see that we Nazi's are your true rulers!" Anya cried in a fit of laughter, then before the girl could shout a rebuttal Anya remove the toy rather violently and forced it into her mouth, pressing it to the back of her throat before withdrawing it slightly, letting it sit in the shallow part of her mouth. "I will let you cum when you are nothing more than a husk and you swear your body to our glorious Führer. Only when you are my submissive slave will you cum!" Anya cackled wickedly as she pressed the toy further into her mouth, forcing it in and out continuously.

After a few minutes Anya withdrew the toy and pulled it away from her mouth, pressing it against her swollen sex Anya teased her. Slowly it pushed between her lips and back into her deep hole, there Anya left it, buried deep within the girl's sex. Standing up Anya stretched herself out then moved to the boxes, there she pulled out a handful of clothes pegs and rope before moving back to the girl. Smiling wickedly she placed the items she collected in front of the girl and knelt down. Anya pulled a knife from her belt and began cutting the rope into long pieces, then she grazed the blade across Casandra's skin, letting the knife press dangerously close to her exposed flesh.

"With this process you will be inflicting pain on yourself, sound like fun?" Anya smiled as she put away the blade and began to tease Casandra's breasts again, tugging at her nipples until the buds hardened again. With expert hands Anya clipped a peg to each nipple then tied a piece of rope between them, making sure it was tight she tired a second piece in the middle and pulled it downward towards Cassandra's sex. making sure it was long enough, Anya tied a third peg to the end and pulled the rope softly, causing the pegs attached to Casandra's nipples pull and tighten. Finally she attached the third peg to the upper part of Cassandra's sex, tugging at the rope she made sure it was tight for each point, causing all three pegs to pull and tighten. Smiling Anya quickly began to tickle Casandra's exposed flesh, making her jolt and wiggle and thus causing the pegs to pull and squeeze at her flesh.
 
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Her mouth had opened to retort and seconds after, she could taste herself as the toy was shoved so far into her mouth. She tilted her head up to ensure for herself she could breath well enough. Shivering and panting, she slowly licked at her juices and moaned softly. They ... actually didn't taste bad. She'd never done anything to herself and so this was actually new to her. Now that she'd tried this, she couldn't seem to get enough of it. If she even heard Anya's words, she made no acknowledgement of them. Soft moans continued to leave as she licked up until it was pulled away again.

Soft gasps and pants continued to leave, a groan leaving as it slid up into her moist slit again. Her eyes closed, only opening at the sounds of rummaging. She couldn't help but swallow at all the objects being pulled out though she was no doubt most worried about the small but still lethal blade. And that fear only increased - as did her pulse - once it got pressed against her skin. A shiver fell upon her body as she stared first at the knife then right into Anya's eyes. Gods, she's going to kill me isn't she? She almost contemplated begging ... but had a feeling it would do no good. So she waited, expecting the worst.

However, that ... didn't seem to come. "Wh-what are you going to .... ?? Ahhh ...." Her head tossed back as her nipples got fondled. Juices began to flow down her thighs, almost shamelessly despite her feeling said emotion within her. The pleasure finally got mingled in with pain as she felt the pegs placed in her most sensitive spots. "Ow! Please no, take those off!" She hated this ... being able to do not much more than beg. But hell if she wouldn't try. To make matters worse, she'd always been ticklish.

"W-wait .... owwwwwwwww!" Her head tossed back again, screaming loud. And yet even during the pain, some pleasure was still being displayed as her juices continued to fall. Whimpering and moaning, her body convulsed and bucked against the restraints. Her muscles were squeezing eagerly around the toy and even with the pegs roughly pulling and tweaking on all of her sweet spots, she didn't seem to care enough on focusing upon that part. She felt herself trying to dwell upon the newly awoken lust as the moans leaving her lips hinted. She was ready to make herself cum, with or without this Nazi's help.


 
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