French Resistance

"Lets sit down together on my settee and I will read the essay you have brought with you. But first we will have a glass of wine together."

As Dominique sipped her wine her tutor read the essay. Soon he looked up and said, "very good Dominique darling. You are a clever girl." He paused and then said, "and such a lovely girl."

Dominique blushed. Even she could now see the way events were going!

"Especially when you blush!"

He put his hand on her lap and squeezed her thigh. "Relax Dominique. You trust me, don't you?

Of course she didn't trust him! However her guard was beginning to drop. Perhaps she didn't want to trust him?

"Oh Alex," she began -- but the handsome Alex was pressing home his advantage. "Oh Alex, please don't!"

It was too late. Dominique could offer no resistance as he kissed her gently on her cheek and then proceeded to hold her face in his hand and guided her lips to his. Soon they were kissing passionately.

"Oh Alex!" Dominique was now completely at his mercy.

They were still sitting side by side on the settee and Alex had his hand around her shoulders. His hand dropped to her bosom and was soon caressing her breasts beneath her silken dress.

"Oh Alex, Oh Alex, please don't," was all poor Dominique could say.

But her fate was sealed and when his other hand slid under her dress. It was soon above her stocking tops. That was it! Dominique knew from previous heavy petting encounters with boy friends, that once his hand was so near its goal Dominique had no resistance left. Several boyfriends had got that far with her. She had loved the mutual masturbation that followed.

Her legs parted and skilful fingers massaged her wet pussy under her panties. He knew just where to touch her. His other hand was now under her dress pinching and caressing her nipples.

"I have feelings too darling," he whispered in her ear. With that he took her hand and as if in a trance she allowed him to place it on his erection. Instinctively she squeezed his manhood and immediately he released his throbbing dick and Dominique held it in her hand. She was soon masturbating him enthusiastically.

The experienced Alex knew she was his for the taking. How many girls had he trapped and seduced in this way? He gathered her up in his arms and took his latest victim to the bedroom. He stripped lay naked on the bed whilst Dominique stood nervously looking at him deliberately stroking himself. Dominique looked around her and her eyes lighted upon a condom packet on the bedside cabinet. She certainly knew what they were and if she had not by this time have been completely aroused and out of control she might have known for sure that the only reason Alex had invited her to his flat was to get inside her panties.

She stood beside the bed shivering with fear and excitement.

"Here, let me help you," and with that Alex rose and proceeded to undress his prize. His fingers deftly undid the buttons and the silken dress slid silently to the floor. He couldn't resist sliding his hand down under her panties and caressing and teasing her pussy.

Dominique held his rock hard erection and together they briefly played with each other. Then Dominique eagerly pulled her slip over her head. She now stood in front of her tormentor wearing only stockings and a pair of white cotton panties with an enormous wet stain on them!

"I'm frightened Alex," You are sooo big! Please be gentle with me!

Alex wasn't listening! She was thrown on the bed and her legs were parted. He couldn't wait to strip her panties off and she cried out with pain as he roughly pulled them to one side and entered her. That initial sensation of pain was soon overtaken by the thrill of being fucked by someone who she had always secretly adored and who was now giving her a master class in sex.

All previous fears about sexual intercourse were dispersed that evening. As they both lay exhausted Alex told her that she was so very lucky.

"Because you chose me I suppose?" said Dominique, who couldn't believe his arrogance.

"No darling I can have practically any young undergraduate I like," he said without meaning to boast. "No, you are lucky because you have multiple orgasms. Believe me I have had so many girls on this very bed and you are one of very few who can cum with so much ease and so often."

It was true. Whilst Alex was fucking her in so many different positions she had experienced one orgasm after another.

As Dominique lay on the bed in her room at the brothel she recalled that evening of pleasure with the wicked Alex and in truth she knew that she was grateful that he had taken her virginity that night. Whatever lay ahead for her she knew that she just loved being fucked.

The door on the bedroom next to hers opened and closed and she heard the sound of voices. Then it went quiet and Dominique imagined them getting undressed and playing with each other. Then the door of the bedroom the other side of her opened and she heard the sound of a girl's laughter. Soon they went very quiet. The next thing she heard quite distinctly was the sound of bedsprings in both rooms.

Poor Dominique was only human! Her hand dropped between her legs and her orgasm coincided with the sound of one of the beds banging furiously against the wall as the pair evidently reached their climax. She pulled the covers over her and was soon fast asleep.

The next morning her new friend Susanne came bounding into the room and threw her negligee off before diving under the sheets and kissing a naked Dominique. "I hope you don't mind me kissing and cuddling you darling, said Susanne. I'm not a lesbian you know!"

Dominique didn't think she was.

"Madam Deloise makes me feel nervous," said Dominique. "Her hands are all over me if she gets a chance."

Susanne laughed. "Its forbidden under the famous rules and regulations to be lesbian," said Susanne. "But nobody minds if a girl makes love to another. Madam Deloise is supposed to be in charge but she will have your panties off quicker than anyone!"

"What time did you go to bed Dominique?" she enquired.

"Oh, I was told to go to my room soon after seven," she replied. "Officers kept asking me to take them upstairs."

"You must have heard me then," said Susanne. "I'm afraid I make a lot of noise."

"So you are the girl in the room that side said Dominique. I was really worried for you. I heard you pleading with someone to stop."

Susanne laughed. "That was Otto's fault. He's a bit dim but he is a real animal in bed. He often chooses me." She giggled and whispered in Dominique's ear. "Haven't you ever heard of "stop it -- I like it?"

Dominique was having a crash course in sex! "How did you end up in here?" Dominique wanted to know.

"As you can tell I'm English really," said Susanne. "I had just graduated from finishing School in Switzerland and was having a few days off in Paris on my way home. Anyway I was stranded here and rounded up with all the other foreign nationals when the Germans overran Paris. Instead of going to an internment camp, where I guess everyone else went, I was arrested by the Gestapo."

"Poor you," said Dominique with feeling.

"I don't really know why they singled me out but their excuse was that they thought I might have been deliberately left behind to spy for the allies. Lot of nonsense, of course."

"I was taken down to a cell underneath Gestapo Headquarters and...."

It was Dominique's turn to give her friend a hug.

"I was stripped by three burly women warders and was so annoyed with my treatment that I kept hurling abuse at them. Anyway the upshot was that I was brought before this Gestapo colonel.

"The trouble with you English is that you don't know when you are beaten," he thundered.

"And the trouble with you arrogant Germans is that you can't see that your much vaunted "Third Reich" is doomed to failure and it is you who will be defeated," I told him.

"That really upset the dear colonel and he told me that for my insolence he would find a job where I would serve the interests of German manhood. That's how I finished up in here," said Susanne.

"Poor you," said Dominique again and gave her friend another reassuring hug.

"Oh don't worry about me sweetie," replied the feisty Susanne. "I've long ago come to terms with my lot and I have to agree with that awful Francoise, these Germans really know how to fuck a girl -- and I adore sex," she laughed.

"Your French is so good", said Dominique.

"Yes, I know," replied Susanne. "I can easily pass as French. I can speak German too but you are the only one who knows that. I never tell the Germans. Its quite funny sometimes. I hear them talking together in the reception lounge. They ask each other, "which one is the English girl?" They all want to fuck the English girl! That's probably why I am so much in demand."

"No darling," said Dominique, "its because you are so pretty. The perfect English rose. That's why you are so busy."

Later that morning madam Deloise called Dominique and told her the doctor had arrived.

She knocked on the door of the room she had visited the day before. The gynaecological chair had been pulled to the centre of the room and an elderly German doctor was seated at a desk. He indicated for Dominique to sit down and proceeded to ask a series of questions.

"How old are you child?"

The answer he gave coincided with her birth certificate which the efficient Germans had obtained from her flat.

"Just old enough then."

"Are you a virgin?"

Dominique hesitated just long enough for the doctor to say, "I will take that as a "no" then!"

Her sexual experiences had been very limited but as we know, she wasn't pure as the driven snow.

"Are you a frequent masturbator? How often do you....."

"Herr doctor," intervened madam Deloise. "Are all these questions really necessary?"

Dominique was relieved that madam Deloise seemed to be trying to protect her from so much embarrassment.

"Regulations are regulations and rules are rules," began the doctor who had no clearly had no compassion for the young girl who stood between them whilst her most intimate secrets were being discussed. "But I suppose you are right madam."

"Herr doctor she is a teenage girl. Of course she plays with herself all the time. Don't you darling? -- of course you do"

If Dominique thought madam Deloise was trying to avoid embarrassing her further she was going about it in a strange way.

Dominique's rosy cheeks were bright red.

The doctor asked no more questions. "Take your dress off child," he said.

Dominique obeyed him and was now naked apart from a pair of cotton panties.

"And your panties child, and your panties," said the impatient doctor. "And sit on the chair."

Dominique then had the indignity of a vaginal examination.

Finally the doctor thrust two fingers into her causing a gasp of horror from his victim.

He turned to madam Deloise. "She is a healthy girl, you may work her as hard as you wish. She is very tight but the men won't complain," and a flicker of a smile appeared on his lips as he enjoyed his own callous joke.

Dominique couldn't wait to scramble down and quickly stepped into her panties and slipped her frock over her head.

"Herr doctor," said madam Deloise. "We have had a little trouble from some of the new recruits we receive. They are often most reluctant to have sexual intercourse and it takes a while before they can be persuaded."

"What?" exclaimed the doctor in amazement? "Don't they know why they are here?" He turned to Dominique. "You came here of your own free will did you not?"

An indignant Dominique replied, "of course not. I'm a respectable girl I am."

"You were given a choice were you not? continued the doctor, ignoring her reply. "Either to be sent to the east and work for victory for the Third Reich or come here to this Leisure house and work to keep up the morale of our fighting forces in a profession that you French seem to think is an honourable one?"

Dominique remained silent. She could hardly tell him that she did not know what a "Leisure House" was. Anyway the alternative was unthinkable.

"I have some pills here madam," said the doctor. "They have been developed by our wonderful scientists. If you have any trouble persuading them to yield to our men just give her one about an hour before she is due to go "on duty". You may be amused by her sudden enthusiasm for sexual intercourse!"

"Thank you Herr doctor," she replied, "but you gave me some last month when you called." The doctor had forgotten.

"One final matter." The doctor was addressing Dominique. "I should warn you that excessive sexual intercourse over a long period of time, such as you will experience here, will stimulate your hormones and if your sexual appetite is naturally very high this may result in a form of acute nymphomania. This will never leave you for the whole of your active sexual life"

Dominique wondered what the hell he was talking about and after he had left Dominique was tearful and threw herself into madam Dominique's arms. "Oh please take care of me she said. I will try to be a good girl."

Madam Dominique gave her a reassuring squeeze. "Everything will be fine. Here, I have something for you."

Dominique dried her eyes and was given a large box. She wondered what was in it and then as she opened it she could see that the box was full of condoms.

"That should keep you going for a few days," said Madam Deloise mischievously . "Oh I wish I was young again!"

"I really don't think I can come down this evening," said Dominique nervously.

"Don't worry darling I won't "throw you to the wolves" just like that," Madam Dominique replied. "But wear something as alluring as you did last night will you?"

This was no problem for Dominique. She had always been a girl who loved her clothes and she couldn't wait to visit that treasure house of dresses and underwear once more.

The afternoon went slowly and Dominique continued to be very nervous. There was a knock on the door and Susanne asked if she might come in.

"Yes of course, Susanne," said Dominique, who was relieved to have someone to talk to. "Would you like me to help you get dressed?" asked Susanne.

"Oh yes please," said Dominique. "That would be fun," and she forgot her fears for a while.

Susanne suggested a little white knee length cocktail dress, probably looted from an exclusive Parisian fashion house.

"Virginal white!" said Susanne cheekily and then kissed her new friend. "Sorry darling -- just had to say it!" Underwear consisted of delicious French knickers (the height of fashion then), and matching slip. Sheer silk stockings and a wide diamond studded black choker necklace completed the picture and Susanne sat on the bed to admire the view.

"Tell you what Dominique dear."

"What?" said Dominique.

"Your short slip finishes just above your stockings and that always sends them wild. That glimpse of white thigh."

"Perfect," said Susanne and gave her friend a peck on the cheek and an affectionate squeeze. As she went out of the door she turned and said, "you will be fine Dominique. Just lie back and think of France!"

Dominique went out of her room at six o'clock and peered down at the reception lounge below. It was already thronged with girls and officers. There was an overpowering scent of perfume in the air and the whole scene was erotic to say the least.

Madam Dominique spotted Dominique and came up to her. "Go back in your room there's a dear," she said. "I have found a very nice young man who would like to come to you. Will you do that for me?"

Dominique hardly answered her but was soon in her room again. Soon there was a soft knock on the door and a man's voice said "can I come in please mademoiselle?"

Dominique opened the door fearfully and came face to face with a young man in a Luftwaffe pilot's uniform.

"Well, can I come in?" he repeated with a smile.

"Oh yes sorry," said Dominique. They stood together and the young man could see a ravishing young girl with her white cocktail dress and black choker necklace. She could see a handsome and quite muscular young officer looking at her.

"I have to tell you mademoiselle," he began.

"Please, my name is Dominique sir," she said.

"My name is Hans," the young man said, "and please don't call me sir. What I was going to say was that I have had very little experience with girls. I hope you don't mind?"

Dominique was becoming more relaxed. At least he wasn't an arrogant man and was relieved that he seemed as shy as she was.

Hans moved towards her and held both of her hands. Then Dominique yielded to him and they kissed each other gently on the lips. Hans took her in his arms and kissed her passionately and Dominique responded with her wet lips.

Soon his hand was on her bottom drawing her to him. She could once more feel the promising hardness of a male erection pressing against her.

The next few minutes were a blur. The sheer eroticism of the place had got to her and she realised that she was totally aroused. Somehow her dress was off and Hans had found his way under the wide legs of her panties.

Then his trousers were off and they were on the bed together. She needed no instruction as she caressed that lovely big dick and he was feeling her clitoris and sending poor Dominique into raptures.

Then he was naked and kneeling between the wide-open legs of his girl, who was also naked apart from her panties, stockings and her black choker necklace.

She willingly lifted her bottom for him to remove her panties and it was Dominique who guided him into her. "Careful Hans," she said. "Please be gentle with me." But soon all caution was thrown to the winds and Dominique was pleading with him. "Oh harder, harder!"

Suddenly Dominique came to her senses. "Get off me," she said, "oh please get off me sir," and she struggled to free herself from Hans who was determined to keep fucking her. Eventually she struggled from under him.

"Whatever is the matter?" he asked.

Dominique went to the bedside cabinet and gave him a condom. "You must wear one of these things," she said and rolled it on to that great big rigid manhood.

He picked her up and threw her on to the bed and she eagerly opened her legs for him.

This time there were no more interruptions and soon he sensed that the pretty young prostitute trapped beneath him was building to an orgasm. He held her in his arms and kissed her as she shuddered uncontrollably.

Then Dominique was ordered to kneel and she had her first experience of being taken from behind as he held her waist and drove into her, making her gasp. Soon she was rocking backwards and forwards with quite as much enthusiasm as Hans.

Finally she was once more on her back and he gripped her ankles and held her legs wide apart as he furiously built to his own climax. She was helpless on her back and just loved that feeling of total submission. Of being completely in his power.

Dominique felt him pumping into her before he collapsed exhausted on to her. Then they kissed passionately before Hans rose and got dressed.

Dominique was still lying naked and unashamed on the bed as he leaned down and kissed her. "Until we meet again darling," he said. "And that will be soon I promise you." "Very soon," and he was gone.

No sooner had he gone then madam Deloise appeared. For some reason Dominique felt uncomfortable lying there naked in front of this woman, whereas with Hans she had revelled in her nudity.

Madam Deloise bent down and kissed her gently. "One thing I must remind you," she said. "You must always get your man to wear a condom. You know the consequences could be catastrophic don't you?"

Dominique was puzzled. It was almost as if madam Deloise knew what had happened.

"You don't have to go downstairs if you don't want to," said madam Deloise generously. She was anxious to break this pretty little thing in gently.