The Fraulein's Fall (DeRe x AE)

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Johanna Shulz stood over the American lieutenant with an evil smirk on her face. She was wearing the full garb of the SS Uniform, the heavy black coat clinging to her curves quite well, though the dark black and almost regal attire distinguished her as no person to be trifled with. One had to assume that a for a woman to advance this far in the ranks of the SS, she had to be as ruthless as she was cunning.

In her hand was a simple rope, one with a large, wound up knot on the end. Aldo himself was naked completely, tied to the chair. The bottom of the chair itself was cut out, and Johanna was walking around the chair ominously, allowing the rope to drag on the floor. "You see, Lieutenant Raine, your, how do you say, surrender, is guaranteed. Zis is a fact. You will not leave zis room alive, Aldo. Ze only question, Liutenant, is how much you are willing to suffer."

Without warning, she sent the rope upwards violently, whipping it against his bare crotch. "Tell me Lieutenant. Where are ze Americans going to land on zis so-called D-Day? Be quick about ze answer. I would hate to have to cut off your balls." She sent another hard strike upwards, smiling wickedly as she did so. "For a Jew, you aren't zat poorly hung. Too bad you weren't a proper German, or I might be enjoying myself right now" she added before sending the rope lashing out against his abdomen.

She stood there confidently, amidst the deep confines of an SS Bunker. "We have all day, Aldo" she smiled wickedly, brandishing the rope as she sent it back at him. She was going to enjoy breaking this particular Jewish swine.

 

[DeRe]

RE: The Fraulein's Fall

Normally Lieutenant Aldo Raine would have no qualms about being bound and naked in the presence of a blond as stunning as the one before him. However the present circumstances weren't exactly as convivial as he would have liked. The grizzled veteran had learned all about his current tormentor prior to this meeting, but he was still stunned at the cruel ferocity of her technique. Aldo ruefully reflected that she was almost as bad as his ex-wife.

"Look here, missy," he drawled, swallowing down the intense electric pain in his body. "I'm sure this is the kind of approach that works with yer German fellahs; Lord knows I've met ah lot of 'em and they aren't subtle types." Aldo shifted cautiously, keeping his mind focused through the haze. He knew exactly how to play this. "I totally understand how you're keen on me 'n' all, and mighty reluctant you show it, but if you wanted to feel up my balls like this all you have to do is ask nice." He smirked at her, the same sly expression.

Despite his nonchalant demeanour Aldo was beginning to fret, just a little. He never doubted that his men would come through for him in the end, but they were beginning to leave it a little late. "I'm not actually Jewish, by the way," he said as he studied the portrait of Hitler on the far wall. "Round my way we don't get many folks of that persuasion. Not that I'd mind though, I'd take just one of my Jew boys over a million of your ubermensch, and that's the only truth you gonna get out of me, missy." He watched the portrait beginning to rattle on the wall as a distant boom sounded somewhere. Grinning even more broadly, he looked up at the gorgeous blonde and said "Matter o'fact, here's the only one I need comin' right now."

 

[AlluringEnigma]

Johanna was a bit taken aback by the man's non-jewish heritage. She had assumed that with every one of his soldiers being some sort of Jew, a couple exceptions withstanding, that the Apache himself would be Jewish. Looking further at his mannerisms however, he was like no Jew she had ever seen. "Oh you're very funny Mr. Raine, yes? A comedian of sorts I suppose?" Joanna sent another sting of the rope against his balls, letting out a loud cackle that reverberated through the cement walls of the room. "Who knows, maybe I will feel up your American balls, after all they'll look quite nice severed from your body."

Joanna could feel the rattling of the walls, though it mattered little to her. She possessed an ability of laser-like focus - she could keep herself on one task for hours. It was why she was the most successful Nazi torturer in the army. "Tell me Lieutenant, where are you from? You sound like you're from the trash states of the US. Certainly not New York or Chicago. Kentucky or Tennessee perhaps? When the Fuhrer conquers America, I'm sure he'll deal with your kind first. After all, at least a Jew is smart enough to be able to read and write. The same cannot be said for your kind, no?" she added with a wicked grin. She then sent the rope lashing back towards him, a nasty blow that would outdo all her previous attempts.

"Hmmm I grow bored of this. You are, how they say, quite boring. Too masculine - too full of yourself." she mused idly, walking over to a nearby fireplace and pulling out a knife, heating in the flames as she spoke. "I wonder if your voice will raise a couple octaves when I do away with your manhood. Maybe I'll even scalp you when I'm finally done with you" she mused, a wicked grin permanently adorned across her face. She was pale white with bright red lipstick, and would have been gorgeous, were she not about to commit one of the worst atrocities in the book. "Say Auf Wiedersehen to your little friend, Liutenant" she cackled as she pulled the knife out of the fire, the blade white hot.

If the Basterds were going to show up to save their commander, now was the time.