Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2007 08:02:41 +0200
From: heidikn@paradis.dk
Subject: My warstory-transgender-teen

This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you
are to stop now.

My warstory

This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18
years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my
part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that
might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and
teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint
up for warservice, unfortunaly I was not strong and fit enough, so they
where almost ready to dischange me, when one of the officers, said that I
might be material for a new T-unit. He had seen a memo, about the
requirement and I fitted them perfectly. I was happy, I went home to the
fosterhome, and 2 weeks later the papers with travelingdocument came. I was
to rapport at a place just outside London.

I arrived to this big house, and was welcomed by a large lady in
marineuniform, she escorted me to my room, and on the way showed me where I
should be at 12 a'clock. At 12 a'clock I was in the hall where I was
summoned with 10-12 other boys at my age and statue. Where where 5 women in
uniforms, and no men, and all the women where big, very busty and strong
types. We where ordered to take all our clothes off. I did as ordered, but
2 or 3 was very disorientated. When I stod in my underpants a woman came
over, and said: All your clothes. With some hesitation, I took my
underpants off. I have to do as ordered. I was a little shy, because I had
no hair above my penis, and it was very small. We where then ordered to
take a overall on, all our other clothes where taken from us, and we where
only to wear what was given to us. We where told that we where in a very
secret unit, and we where under military rule. We where to have lessons in
typewriting,radiotecnic, german, italian and russian. We where to be
trained as secretaries in secret work. We took the overalls on, they where
very rough and uncomfortable. We where the only unit at the house, and we
where not allowed out on leave for at least 1 year. We should expect to
work hard with the lessons, and we would be given some extra nutrision in
some pills we where to take each day. We where not to use our names, but we
had to use letters, my was S, we where to shave thorough, but ordered to
grow our hair long. I didn't have to shave, so I was lucky.

The lessons where long and hard, as they have said, but the days went
by. The discipline was very strict, with lots of extra work if somebody
made mistakes. We where still wearing the overalls that was given to us the
first day, and some us made some remarks to the matron. That we would like
to have some softer clothes.



We had been there for about 3-4 mounth when I began to fell stange. I felt
I was being more cubby over my hips, and one morning I was felling very
bad, because my nipples felt sore and swollen, and I had a bit of
nausea. When the matron came, she looked at me, and touch my nipples. They
where very sensitive. This is good, she said. You are to stay in bed today,
and I will bring you something that can help on the nausea, she left. Then
she came back, she put a girls corset around my waist, and tightend it very
hard, it would help she said. Then she put on some stocking on my legs, and
fastend them to the suspender, it would help the corset to stay in place,
she said. I felt very shy to have girls underwear on, but she said that she
didn't mind, in fact I looked very pretty indeed. I thanked her, also
because the corset was so nice to wear compare to the overalls. I stayed in
bed that day, enjoying the soft silkstockings, and felt much better the
next day, I didn't have any nausea now. But my nipples where still sore and
sensitive, and they have grow bigger, in fact I was getting something, that
looked like tits, they had the size of a big walnut, that day. The matron
said that I could go around, and attend lessons, but I would have to wear
those shoes, so I would not ruin the stockings. She put some shoes that had
some heel on me, and ordered me to stand up. I thought they where very
high, but she helped me to walk around a little. I looked in the big mirror
in my room. Oh, but Matron I can't go out like that, looking like a
girl. Oh yes, my dear, she said, you can and you shall, because then we
will just have to dress you all up like a girl, then people won't notice,
because then you will just look like a girl. She went out,and when she came
back, she had some of the others matron with her. She ordered me to sit on
a chair, and then they started. One of the matron did my hair, it was
pretty long by now, another did my nails, and the make-up. Then matron
found a dress in a closet that they put on me. Now look in the mirror, she
said. I stod up, and walked to the mirror. It was not me in the mirror, it
was a longlegged girl standing there. I was horrified. It's not me, I
said. Matron looked at me, Yes my dear. This is you from now on. It's our
new girl, Sarah, and thats you and your name from now on, and thats an
order. You will not go with the others from now, there will be special
lessons for you and another "girl" like you. Is that understod, Sarah? I
looked down, Yes, matron, I answered. Those special lessons where for me
and Kathy, she/he had also been growing tits like me, and mine were getting
bigger and bigger, as the month passed. They ended up with being the size
of an orange. The lessons where to teach us to behave like girls, sit like
them, talk like them, dancelessons, cookinglessons and act like them, it
short to become girls. We where moved a floor up, and given bigger and
nicer rooms, with a big closet that had all kind of girlieclothes. I was,
at the start, very uncomfotable wearing girlie clothes, but I became more
acustom to it, and taking the brasier on, doing the girdler or
suspenderbelt and putting stocking on, was getting nice. Those weeks where
my tits became bigger I was carefully overlooked. Matron came each morning
to take my temperature. She would take a finger with some vaseline and
smear my anus with it and then stick the gauge up in it. I would jump in
the begining when she did it, but by time I became more relaxed. One time
she let her finger slide in and out for a few times, and my anus began to
retract in small spasm, like it want to milk it, I gave a moan. Oh, you
have very healthy reaction for a girl, she said. During the lessons Kathy
and I would get assignments. At a time the matron had us in a car, and we
took of to a town, and them it was our task to get to another town by train
or bus. We had ID-cards that identified us as Sarah and Kathy, rationbooks
and money.Matron would then overlook on how we managed. The first time we
where very edgy, but it got better, and we where proud, and matron was
proud. I would get all kind og clothes now: bra, girdler, suspenderbelt,
stockings, corsets, dresses, hats, shoes and bags, and I began to like
dressing up, and put on make-up, earrings. I liked to see my tits bounce
when I moved and walked. I felt like a girl. Matron noticed that I behaved
more like a real girl now, and some of the other "students" that was all
boys, noticed me too. We would wear higher and higher heels, and walking
around in those made us look very attractive. They began to treat me and
Kathy like girls, playing up to us and making suggestions. Matron noticed
it. Then at one of our lessons she asked the others what they liked about
me and Kathy, and what they would like to do with us. They should all write
it down, and she would look at it, and see what to do. Matron now called me
and Kathy to her office, and here she told us what the intelligence service
wanted from us. She told us that there was a lot of men who liked to date
girls with a small penis, and treat them like girls, and some of those men
might be german, italian or russian. And it was her job to find these
"girls", train them and send them out. She found just me and Kathy, and we
where both very good. Then she showed us the notes the other boys made,
they all wanted to touch our tits, and kiss them, and one of them wanted to
do me like a girl. Matron said she would help us both all the way, we could
rely on her. We left the office, and went to our rooms. Kathy and I was
becoming close friends, and we talked about the request. We found out that
we both would follow them. Kathy and I were sitting by our self mostly, and
this evening was no exeption, talking, having fun. Talking what girl talk,
dresses, underwear, shoe. I was begining to fell like a girl. When I went
to bed that evening matron came to my room. She said, she would have to
take my temperature again. I turned over and took my panties down. Good
girl, Sarah, she said. She had put a lot of vaseline on her finger this
time. Her finger found my anus, and I gave a little "ups". She kept it
there for some time, and suddenly my muscule began to contract around her
finger, when she moved it a little. I liked it. Suddenly I felt so
asshamed, I told matron how I felt, because I was a boy, and now I liked
being like a girl, and it was good what she did. She told me that my anus
was my little pussy. She continued to move her finger inside me. My ass
began to move a little too, and I began to spread my legs a little more,
and my breathing became more heavy. She stopped. Would you mind if the boy
that wanted to do you like a girl came in, and do what I do now. No, but
only if you stay, I said. She went out of the door, and came back with the
boy, it was P. She looked at him and said, if you ever talk or boast about
this you will be shot for breaking the military secretsact, is that
understood? Yes, matron he said. He sat next to me where matron sat. He
gently put his finger where matrons had been, and began moving it in and
out. My ass began to move a little, and my breathing became heavy
again. The opening began to retract around the finger. I was lying very
still, but my legs where moving outwards. The boy carassed my bottom very
gently, and I liked it very much. Ohh yes, I gasped. The boy took it for an
invitation, and it was. He mounted me. Very carefull he came into my bed,
and lay ontop of me. My little opening was right in front of his cock. I
could fell it pressing ever so sightly, and suddenly his penishead was
inside, and he laid absolutly still, but my opening didn't, it began to
retract around the penis, like it was milking it. Ohh yes,ohh yes, I
said. He began to press it further inside, and I spread my legs even
further. He began in a steady rythm to fuck me. I just lay still and wanted
to fell what happend, his cock moving in and out, I could fell his penis
getting harder and harder, and he began to fuck me real hard now. Suddenly
he said something, and I could fell something warm and wet in my
backpussy. Ohhh, I said, it fells so good. He took it out, and went out of
the room. I lay still on the bed, and matron sat besides me. I looked at
her, I felt a little asshamed, and I think she could see it. Did you like
it, she said. I nodded. Then you should not fell asshame, she added. Girls
like to fell a cock inside, and fell it come, and make you all wet and
warm. She when told me to wash myself in my little backpussy, and she
showed me how to make it soft and accepting for a cock. Welcome to a girls
world, she said. She went out, and I stod up and did what she had told
me. I looked in the mirror, and touch my nipples gently, they where
sensitive still. Kathy and I could visit each other in our rooms, and we
did that a lot, talking, trying our underwear, dresses, make-up and hair. I
liked to wear something that showed my curves and body, while Kathy like
the more normal dresses. Matron saw to that I got some nice, but also a
little daring dresses. Kathy tits where a bit smaller than mine, and she
would like to fell mine, so I let her fell them.It was nice, I liked it. My
nipples got very stiff when she did it. Afterward I told matron, we where
told to inform her of everything, and I did. When one evening she came to
my room, she had 2 other boys with her. Sarah they would like to touch your
tits, will you do that? I said, yes, and took my dress and brazier off, and
lay on the bed. The boys stod on each side of me, and they took one breast
each, touching it. I looked down on their hands carassing my breast. They
did it gently and slowly. One one them touch my nipple, and it send a chock
through me, and I took a deep bresh. The other boy saw that, and started to
do the other nipple. I looked down on them, seing them touching them, made
me fell exsited. The nipples starte to get very hard and very
sensitive. One boy asked matron. Can I kiss it. Matron said, yes. Both the
boys started to kiss my nipples, and suck them. Ohhh, I moanded
repeatingly, it send waves of signals down to my backpussy. And when they
did it my tits got very sensitive and felt like they where getting
bigger. Matron stopped them, and send them out. She sat by me, How did it
fell. Oh matron, I fell so asshamed. Why, my dear, she asked. Because it
felt good, and I didn't want them to stop. I wanted them to go on, and do
the same thing as P did to me. Oh Sarah, you should not be asshamed, this
is how a natural girl reacts to what men do to them, they get a lust for
them. She left me alone, and when I lay there, I startede to do it myself,
but it wasn't the same.

Kathy and I was promoted to corporals, and we got a very nice ladiesuniform
with 2 chevrons on the arm. We were both proud and glad, and matron ordered
us to go to tea at the Savoy in it. Kathy and I did it next day. I put on
my nicest black brazier, panties, suspenderbelt, underdress, black
stockings, uniform, uniformhat, regulation shoes, gasmask and bag. Matron
gave us a drive to the station, and told as to take care, and enjoy
ourself. Kathy and I went giggling and talking all the way to London, we
were having fun. At The Savoy we got a nice table, away from the music, so
we could talk. The waiter was very polite, and took out the chairs for us
both. We ordered tea and scoones, and gave him the rationsmark he
requested. None of us were nerveous anymore, we were so much use to go out
and we thought on ourself as girls. Then 2 officers came to our table and
asked for a dance. We looked at each other nooded, giggled, and said, yes
please. They were pilots, and they danced very well, after one dance we
thanked them, because it wasn't proper to dance more than one dance. We
enjoyed tea and scoones, and we had a dance more both of us. When we went
back to the station, we were stopped once by militarypolice who wanted to
see our ID-cards, they saw them, gave them back and saluted us, we returned
the salute, and went on. We came back late in the evening, and matron was
waiting, asking us how it went, and we told her everything. She was very
proud. The next many weeks our lessons were very operative, it was
fieldwork, photography, how to make contact, how to comminicate,
selfdefence, weapons (we both got a very small Derringer) and how to work
alone. I was send one week to Manchester in a safe house where I was to
live alone. It was not easy, I was use to have matron or Kathy to talk to,
now it was real. We would be contacted, and given assignments. The persons
that would contact us would not know us, or our background. One contact was
very naughty as aggressive, he was very close at raping me, but I resisted
very hard, and at a point I took out my Derringer and put to his
temple. Let go, I said, he backed off, and gave me an envelope. It was from
matron: Good work Sarah, come back to base. He was in on it. He saluted and
was off. I went back, Kathy has also done well, matron was very pleased. We
were both promoted to liutanants, Kathy and I was still attending lessons
just together. In one of them, matron had a prostitute to come and tell
about her "work", how men liked it, and what not to do. She use some words
we had to ask matron after the lesson, like greek style, french and so
on. Matron told us that greek, was what we did with our backpussy, and
french was with our mouth. That evening when I has gone to bed matron came
with P, she asked if I wanted to try french with him. With little
hesitation I agreed. P took his clothes of and climb up to me. He lay
besides me and began to touch my beast and nipples. It was nice and it had
an effect on me. Ohh I wanted to please him, wanted him to disire me like a
woman. And he did, I could fell his cock pressing on my belly. I touch it
with my hand, and he said, oh yes. He liked it too. I climbed down to his
organ, looked at it, and didn't know what to do. Maston said, kiss it. I
did a couple of times, ad he liked it very much. Lick it she said. I stuck
my tongue out and began licking it. He moaned very loud. I had my hands
around it and suddenly I felt an urge to have it in my mouth, so I opened
my my mouth and took it in. Just like an icecream, said matron. And I
did. The penis got very hard as I licked it like an icecream. P moanded all
the time, oh yes, oh yes, and suddenly he ejaculted in my mouth, and I
couldn't get away so all his sperm came in my mouth. I had to sink some of
it, and it didn't taste bad at all. He left, and matron stayed on my
bed. How do you fell, Sarah, she asked. Oh matron, I fell so asshamed again
like last time, because I fell like a naughty girl, but I like it. Is that
wrong? I asked. Oh no Sarah, thats good, she then told me about my
assignment. I was to infiltrate some clubs in London where men who liked
feminine boy came. They had a suspicion that some one was helping german
airmen to escape via Ireland, and we don't know how. I was to into those
club as a prostitute, and find out anything I could. I was to find an flat,
and visit whose clubs. It start in 4 days, and from then on I was on my
own. We arranged some contactprocedures. The next 3 nights P was allowed to
visit me alone if I wanted if. I bluched a little, when I said yes. From
now on I was to dress in very sexy clothes and underwear, very high heels,
stiletto and some heavier make-up. I prepared next day for P coming in the
evening. I dressed an undressed continusly asked Kathy what she thought,
and she asked me,because she was getting N on visit and she had the same
task as I, prostitute. We talked and smoked, she was just as nerveous as I
was. I had dreesed in a tight fit dress, it was sliced up at one leg, and
showed a lot of breast, corset, stockings and very high heels, my make-up
was heavy but not too heavy. Matron came to inspect me, she padded me on my
check. Whats fine Sarah, P is allowed to do anything to you, anything, is
that clear, Sarah. Yes, matron. I stod at the little bar, that was in my
room when he came, smoking. He came over to me. Matron said that you are a
prostitute, and that I can do anything to you, is that right. Yes, P, I
said. You are in my power? He said. Yes, P. Then kiss me, you slut. I
kissed him, like I have seen on movies, but he retuned it more brutal, more
like a bite. I did the same. Oh Sarah he said, I going to fuck you brain
out tonight, youre going to get so much cock. I looked right in his eyes,
Oh yes, Sir, I would just love to feel your cock inside me. I kissed him
again, and I had my hands all over him, especial at his groin. I was
horny. I wanted him to take me, to ream his cock into me. He started to
undress me, undoing the bottums in my dress, and I undid his shirt, trouses
and shoes. He took my bra off, and my panties, I show him my tits, and
pressed them up to him with my hands under them. Do you like them, Sir? I
asked, licking my red lips with my tongue. He kissed them, and sucked my
nipples. Ohh sir, this is soo good. Go to the bed, slut, he demanded. I
went over and lay, crossed my legs. He took his underpants off and came
over. His cock was getting bigger, and he shove it in my mouth. Suck you
whore, he said. I sucked it like an icecream. Ohh P, you have such a good
cock. Ohh Sarah, youre such a good whore. He turned me over now, and had
free access to my backpussy. He mounted me. His cock filled me, and he
moved it like a piston. Ohh my God, yes fuck me Sir. Without matron, P was
different. He was rough and brutal. He had his hands on my neck, and hair,
and pulled my head up, turned it and kissed me while he relentlessly fucked
me. His cock working tieslessly. I was so flammed, and he could have done
anything to me. I turned around, and showed him my tits. Oh fuck me, fuck
me. He kissed them, and bite them. Oh yes, I said. Please. He tossed me
around in the bed and took me in every thinkable position. And I followed
him. He was eager and had stamina. He was over me all the time, it was so
good to fell his cock moving inside, it made me fell like the woman I
wanted to be. He came, suddenly his sperm pumped into me. Oh yes, give it
to me. I turned down to his organ, and started to lick and suck him. His
cock was so nice, soft and I loved to have it in my mouth, licking all his
sperm. Ohh Sarah, you're so good. I licked him clean. He then fell asleep,
and me too. I woke up feeling P move a little. My hands reach out for his
body, and found it. He was there, and his cock was hard again. My backpussy
was very wet and soft from his last visit, so he slipped in and started
again, I was fucked brutal and ruthlessly a long time. He came again, and I
loved felling his juices flow inside. I fell asleep again, and when I woke
up in the morning he was gone. Kathy came in, She, too has been sleeping
late. She was smiling all over then she came in to my room. How was it she
asked, I smiled to her. Ohh I liked it a lot. I like to fell it inside. We
huged each other. Oh, you're such a good friend I said. We relaxed most of
the day, but in the afternoon we began to prepare for tonight. Take a bath,
doing nails, make-up and hair, and dressing up. We both liked it a lot, to
do all those things, and we showed the other some new combination of skirt
and blouse or hairstyle. We had the same statue, so we could mix our
clothes. In the evening Kathy and I had desided that we should met in my
room at the bar with P and N. We had told matron it, and she thought it was
a good idea, and she instructed P and N. We had during lessons also had
time to learn about alcohols. Kathy could drink a lot more than I could, I
had to watch myself. Kathy and I was having a drink and smoke, then they
came. I had only seen N once in the house, he was new, but he was a little
taller than P. They came over to us. So what are you nice looking ladies
doing tonight, N asked. Kathy said, that up to you gentlemen, and offered a
glas of whisky to them. P went over to Kathy, and had his arm around
her. You're a naughty little one, he said and kissed her, she returned the
kiss. N had his arm around me, and kissed me too, I returned the kiss very
lustfull. Oh Sir, you are naughty, just kissing me like that. I kissed him
again and my tongue touch his lips. Kathy looked at P and said, why don't
we go into my room and have a nice time Sir? I can be real good to you. I
had my arms around N, and looked him into his eyes. Oh then we can have a
good time here, I kissed him again, and he had his hands on my bottom,
pressing his groin into me. They left, and N and I was alone. He began
kissing me, and I kissed him back, using my tongue. He liked it. You are a
naughty girl,arn't you? He asked. I blushed. Oh you think, Sir, I
replied. Oh yes you are. He took my hands and ambraced me, and kissed me
again, holding my hands by force behind my back. He moved behind me, still
holding my hands. And naughty girls should be punished, he said, then
sudden I felt something cold around my wrists, and a "click" sounded. My
arms were bound behind my back with handcuff. Ohhh Sir, what are you doing
to me. He began to touch my hips and breast. I could not prevent it, if I
wanted to. He began to unbutton my dress in the front and all the way
down. My brazier came of, and revealed my tits to him. I was a little shy,
as saw his look on them. Oh such lovely pairs. He kissed them. Ohh, I
moaned. He began to touch my hips and bottom while he kissed my tits. Ohh
Sir I gasped when he took my panties of, and draged me over to the
bed. Flat on my belly, he began to touch my bottom again, carefully began
to arouse me. You have such a nice white bottom, Ohh yes, I said, but
suddenly I got a lash. But naughy irls get red bottom, and thats what
you'll get now. He spanked me, I kicked and screamed, but to no awail. He
stopped. Now you ave a lovely red bottom, he said as he touch it again. The
sensation was now much bigger. Ohh it was so sensitive now. Oh I like when
he did that now. Ohh yes Sir, please, punish me for being a naughty
girl. He gave me more lashes. And stopped, and started agian to touch my
behind. Ohhhh yes, I moaned. N was in heat now, he took of his clothes and
without much hesitation he brutaly spread my legs, and mounted me. I felt
his cock, pressing a little, and suddenly it was inside. Matron had said we
aways should keep our backpussy wet and inviting all the time. And it
was. He slid in easily and started first slowly, then brutaly to fuck me. I
loved the feeling of cock moving inside. Ohh N, this cock is so good, Ooh
do me good, fuck me. Give me your lovely sperm. He came, and his juices
filled me. He relaesed me, and at once I started licking and sucking his
wet cock clean. He liked that a lot, and he soon became ready again. I sat
ontop of him letting his cock work up into me, just like P, liked a piston
he fucked me, and again I felt his lovely warm juice inside. He fell
asleep. But I wasn't sleepy. I could hear that Kathy and P still was
active. Oh lucky girl I thought. I lit a cigarette, and took a drink,
standing at the barchair, I suddenly saw my own picture in the mirror. I
saw a woman and a whore, a real slut, and I felt a little ashamed, but good
too, because my bottom was glowing.

Next morning I told matron of the night, she said that she thought that I
alway depp inside was a girl, she only has to look at my penissize, 2
inc. Is not big, its a littleboys size. I told her about me felling on the
punishment. She made a note on it, but said it would help me being
tortured. I just should not show the torturer that I liked it, then they
would kill you. I went up to my room, and Kathy and I talked too, she did
not like being punished. While we talked matron came and said that we were
to stay in our room, and not leave it. She and Kathy left. After dinner I
started to get ready for the evening. It was the last over, so I made an
extra effort to perform good. I had put on a black tight corset,
silkstocking and some very high stiletto, sitting by the manicure table, P
and N suddenly came in. Haven't you gentlemen learned to knock before
entering a lady's room. They came over. Yes, we have for a lady, but not
for a naughty whore. P took hold of my hair, forcing my head back, and
kissed me brutal. Standing betwen them they pinned me between their
bodies. P kissing my mouth and carassing my bottom,and N kissing my neck
and doing my tits. I couldn't stop them, and they got my blood boiling. Ohh
lads, this is so nice, my hands searching for their cocks, finding them
very hard and ready. P had his clothes of, and lay in bed.I jumped him,
sitting on top, I let myself being speared by his cock. It went inside, ohh
so gooood, I moaned. N was in bed too, his cock in front of my mouth, I
grabbed it with my hands and started sucking and licking it. Ohh you lovely
men, I moaned with lust. I was horny and wanted to be fucked, and they
did. N went behind me, and started looking at P's cock doing me, he touch
my bottom. Ohh yes, fuck me, fuck me. I was so horny. N took a finger up
were P's cock where. I think there is room for one more, and suddenly I
could fell my backpussy being forced very open, and N's cock was suddenly
inside next to P. Ohh God, I was being fuck by both, and I liked it, and
the boys liked it. They came, ohhh they came, I was being filled all up. I
lay flat in the bed, their juices inside, dripping from my inside. They
took their clothes on, and went out. I laid there when matron came, she
didn't have her uniform on, but instead a nightgown, and under that a black
corset like mine. She sat next to me, I became a little shy, and wanted to
take the bedsheet. No, said matron. Did you like it? She asked. I
nodded. What do you like about it. And I told her that their sperm, their
lust and hunger for me, felling their cocks. I have to take you temperature
she said, obidiant I turned over and spread my legs. She let her finger
inside,but I was still so sensitive there, so I gave a moan. Ohh you stil
like it. Oh yes, matron, she took the finger out and licked it herself.. I
liked it too, Sarah. I am getting horny too. She took of her nightgown, and
panties, and climbed the bed. Here fell my pussy, I put my hands down to
it, I had never touch a womans pussy, it was all wet and nasty, so I took
it away. Go on, she said. But I don't like it. She looked at me. But Sarah,
you're a whore now. I looked back. Yes matron, and touched her again. She
went very wet. Lick it, she said, very softly with your tongue. I went down
to her pussy, and started to lick it. She then forced me over on my back
and her pussy was right over my mouth. Lick, she commanded. She liked it a
lot. Suddenly she ordered me to stop, and I did. She got out of bed, and
took on her nightgown again, and sat beside me. Tomorrow at 12 a'clock you
will be on your own, take care, and never fall in love, Sarah. I have
trained you, now its yourself. I will matron, she hugged me, and left.



Next day I left the house, we had our very clear instruction Kathy and I,
so we left at different times, we hugged and said goodbye, I never saw her
again. I had been given a list of flats in London, where I might have a
vacant flat or room. I found a very small flat in Bayswater, after have
settled I started getting into the very closed circuits were men went when
they liked feminine boys. I had been given some adress, and the first time
I came to a club. It was in a cellar, and it had a doorman. I knocked, and
the door opened. He looked at me, Ladies are not allowed. I looked at him
in a very subducive way and said, But I not a girl, I am a boy with large
tits, or a girl with a small cock. Come in, he said, lets have a look. I
came into the anteroom. Down with them, I want to look he said. I lifted my
dress up and took my panties down. He kneeled and looked. Oh what really is
a small dick, love. You can go in. My name is Clive he said. I am Sarah, I
answered. I pulled my panties up and dress down. Now lets se how long they
stay up, love, he smiled. Naughty one, I replied. There were some 18-20 men
in the room, they all looked, as I went over to the bar, and ordered a Pink
Gin. It was the protistutes drink. There were some men with lipstick on,
and 2 men with dress on, but they looked like men. The bartender came with
the drink. This is on the house, first time I see you, love. It's Sarah,
dear. Thank you. I answered. I'm Arnold, he said. You look smashing,
Sarah. First time in London. Yes, I answered, I come from
Manchester. Matron send me away from the orfrannage, because matron could
find out what to do with me when my breast began to grow. She could let me
stay with the boys, because they wanted to do me all the time, and when the
girls found out that I was a boy after 3 mouth, with also wanted to play
with me, and I liked the boys better. Then I stay with a girl who worked on
the street, and she helped me, gave me some money, learning me how to
behave, and make a living. While we were talking 2 men came up to the bar,
asked Arnold, who is this lovely boy youre talking to. Its Sarah, he
replied. He turned to me: Now whats a lovely young girl doing here alone. I
looked very coy on him. Just looking for some nice gentlemencompany. I
said. I took a zipp of the Pink Gin, and took out a cigarette. He lit it
for me. I smoked a little, then he asked me to dance, and I accepted. We
danced, and while he held me very firm into his body. You are so lovely to
look at, can I see you without your dress? He asked. Yes, I said, it £ 5,
to see my tits and bottom, and 10 more if you want to anything. We stopped
dancing, and went to the bar again. He gave me £15, and asked Arnold, is
there a room free? Come on love he said, as he took me under my arm and
guided me over to a door that led upstairs. He showed me into a room, there
was only a bed, a chair and a washsink. Undress and lay on the bed, he
said. I did as he asked. He undressed himself and came over, he began
touching me, especially my tits and my little dick. He kissed my tits and
bite them. I kissed him and began touching him allover. Ohh Sir you kisses
make me so horny. His cock was already hard and he turned me over and I
spread my legs. Oh yes Sir, stick your big cock up my backpussy, and do
me. He mounted me, and fucked me brutal and roughtlessly. His juices filled
me. He lay besides me for a quarter, and then stod up, Ohh you're good,
Sarah, I hope to see you again.Then he put on his clothes and left. I laid
a minut or 2, then put on my clothes, washed and went down again. I sat at
the bar, Arnold came nd said. It's 5 shillings for the room, Sarah, you
know, cleaning. I gave him 6 shillings, I didn't want anything got
wrong. The man had definately spoke to ohters, and that night, I went up to
the room 4 more times. I had become a whore. I went home early in the
morning to my flat, washed and slept. Next evening I went to a different
club, and thats how it went. I always stayed the same place all night, and
the places that didn't have any rooms, we went to a hotel. I was with all
kind of men: tall, handsome, ugly, workers, aristocracy, diplomats,
servicemen and ministirial clercks. There were always 4-7 men the same
night. I made good money. And I liked it, I still liked being filled with a
cock and fell its juice come and filling me. I was a horny girl, and the
men liked it. Some of them were regulars, but I kept a distance. I began
very secretly to photograph the places and men. I had a route I went every
afternoon walking a short trip to feed the bird in Hyde Park. I bought some
bread in a paperbag, and if I had something to be taken to developement, I
would carry my bag in a special way. Then I would sit on a bench, and a
person would sit next to me. There was a special password, and I would feed
the birds, and look at my wristwatch, and say, Oh dear, I'm late, can you
give them the rest, handling over the bag and the film would be in the
bottom. If I was to have a meeting there would be a contact word and reply,
and that could happen everywhere. One night I had been to a hotel with a
man, and when I left, I was stopped by the nightportier, a rather large
negro. Give me £ 2, he said. All the girls that come here knows that I am
not interesseted in them but their money. I want £ 2, and you give me that
now. Why should I? I asked. Because if you don't, I will slap you, and call
to law. But I'm not a girl, I'm a boy, so I don't have to give you any £
2. He took hold of my arm and dragged me into his room. Let go of me, I
said. He slaped me in the face. Take your dress of, and get in the bed. He
began to take of his clothes. I started to undress, because he had me
pinded down. I had my dress of and taken my bra and panties of, then I saw
him. He was large, his cock was at least 12-14 inc. Ohh no, I said, you
will destroy me. He quickly over and began spanking me. Ohh no, please
don't, I screamed, but he went on. Please, I said. He stopped, and began
gently to stoke my bottom. Ohh I said, you naughty. He brutaly spread my
legs, and slit a finger up my backpussy. Ready and wet, he said, and I felt
his cock press, he mounted me, and then he came in. Ohh God, I moaned, he
pressed it in, all the way, this is good, I was completely filled. He
started to fuck me. Ohhh my God , Oh my God, I moaned repetingly. Suddenly
I felt something different, his cock found a spot that send a electric chok
through me. This came like clockwork, his cock banged up in my opening, and
suddenly my legs began to shake, my penis got hard, and suddenly I came,
juice came out of my penis, and I screamed and cried. He came too and
filled me with all his juice, he pumped it into me. I fell down and
gasped. Ohh my God, this was great. He had given me an orgasme. I fell
asleep in his bed, he went out. But later came back, woke me up, and gave
me a drink. Thank you, I said, my name is Sarah. I'm Jim, he said. I sat in
his bed, with my pussy making it all wet. I have never felt like that, he
had given me something all new. I smiled to him, touch his body. He had
made me so horny for more. Please do me again, I said. I started to touch
his cock. He lay back in bed, and his cock was so nice and big. I took it
in my mouth. Ohh so good it was. He began to like it, and soon his cock was
hard and big again. I sat over it, and let it come in. He thusted it in,
and I gave a scream. Ohh yes, Oh yes please do me good. He lifted me a
little, and his cock went like a piston. It found the little tender spot
inside of me, and it drove me to an orgasme again. Ohh God Jim, this is
sooo good. I kissed and hugged him. He held firm around my waist, and held
his cock in pumping all his sperm inside me. I pressed my pussy against
him, emtying him. He took it out, and left. I was alone, but happy and
unhappy. Was I, as matron said, really a girl. I had just come like a
girl. And a man has done it to me. I put on my clothes, and went home. I
stayed at home for a couple of days, unhappy and depressed. Then I pulled
myself up, took a bath, and went shopping a little. Bought some new
clothes, underwear and shoes. Dressed up, and that evening went to work,
doing what I had learned, being a whore. That evening I was contacted by a
man from base, we went to a hotel. He informed me that the photos I had
taken was fine, and that there were a person that might be a suspect. He
was a diplomat. I knew him, it was Raoul. He was from South America
somewhere, and might have some connection with the escape organisation. I
was to get close to him. It was no problem, Raoul liked me a lot, and I
have been with him a couple of time.He like to be dominant and brutal, and
liked to tie me up. He had a thick cock. I began to visit the clubs where
he regular came. I didn't approach him, he came to me. I sat at the bar and
he came. Hallo Sarah, love. He bought me a drink, and we danced. How would
you like to come with me tonight, all night? He asked. I will cost you, I
said. He accepted. I went home with him. He had a flat in Mayfair,and we
took a cab. He tied me up, with my bottom very high, and he took me. Oh
Raoul, give it to me, fill me up. He slapped my bottom repeatingly. Oh yes
Raoul, punish me for being such a naughty girl. Ohh you slut, he came into
me. We lay tired on the bed, touching, I began to suck him. Ohh God, Sarah,
you do this so good. He became hard and ready. He mounted me again, this
time more tender, he kissed me and my breast. He liked a boy having
tits. He came again. I fell asleep, when I woke up Raoul was sitting by his
desk, undressed.I went over to him, got down on my knees, and started doing
him again. Ohh Sarah, Sarah, you are soo good a whore. Thank you, Sir, I
said, and contiunete. He got hard again, and I sat on him while he was
seated. He took around me and squizzed my tits. And he came again. Ohh, you
drain me,naughty girl, Sarah. I laughted. How would you like to go with me
to the country, I have a house there. Ohh, I wouldn't know, you know I have
costumers, and I have expenses. Oh, I will pay you, he said. Well, I think
I can go to the country this weekend with you Raoul. Then I will pick you
up at your place Friday at noon.I accepted knowing that he then had
possibility to check on me, but I was waterproof, so I didn't mind. He had
a smart car, Alvis, and he drove fast north. We reach his house, a big
house, like base. There was a butler, Luiz, and he greated Raoul, and
nodded at me. Ohhh Raoul, this is going to be a fine weekend. He looked at
me, gave me a hard slap in my bottom. In this house you call me master,
understod?  I looked down, Yes master. Good Sarah. I will have a few friend
here, and you are going to give them the same service as I get, understod?
Yes, master, I answered. Luiz will show you your room, and there is a box,
you are to take that on. Yes, master. I answered. Luiz followed me to the
room. I unpacked, and found the box. It was a pair of long leatherboots,
long leathercloves and a harness of some sort. I put them on. They were
very high heeled, and went all up to my groin. The harness embraced me, and
made my tits stand out prominent. I stod looking in the mirror. Raoul
came. You look nice, in fact so nice that you shall wear that all weekend,
inside and out. Understand slut? Yes, master I answered. I fell to my knee,
and began to undo his pants. He pushed me aside. Not now. I want you to be
real nice to all those who comes. Yes, master. The guest came, and I just
stod there, naked, humiliated and availible. There were 5-6 men, all
forign. Luckily I had my cigarette and lighter (+camera), I got some fine
photos. They talked a lot, mostly german and spanish. Raoul didn't know I
was fluent in those, thinking I was a dumb whore. I was a whore, but not
dumb. I was fucked and punished repeatingly, and after the weekend, Raoul
drove me home Monday. I didn't go out Monday night, too tired. Tuesday
night I was out again. I had a urged to se Jim again, but I stayed away. I
had 4 costumers that night, stayed mainly at the clubs where Raoul went,
and I had photos of most guest there. My contact in Hyde Park got a lot of
undeveloped film, and soon after my night contact came again. They have
made a connection. In one of my photos there was a escaped german airman,
Raoul talking to him. I kept away from Raouls places after that by
order. But Raoul looked me up. One night I was with a gentleman, talking,
dancing. Raoul came over and kissed me. The man looked and said, sorry
love, didn't know you had a friend. Raoul kissed me again, I missed your
ass; Sarah, he said. Taking a good hold of it. Ohh Rauol I love when you
are so dominant. I kissed him back. He took me back to his flat, and
fucked, punished me and fucked me again. I lay legs apart his semen running
from my backpussy. He began stoke my back, tits and legs. I enjoyed
it. Will you do something for me he asked. Ohh anything naughty, Raoul, yes
love. It's notting naughty, Sarah. I looked at him, then I won't, it has to
be naughty. He looked, laughing all over. Oh Sarah. Listen. One of my staff
has to go to Northen Ireland, but he can't speak english, and doesn't know
his way, so if you could escort him, I will be very greatefull, very, he
stressed. Raoul had 2 diplomatic passports made out, to Mr. Raoul Ortega
and Mrs. Zara Ortega. As far as the man (german) concerned, I was Raoul's
wife. We meet at his flat, and went by train, then by ferry. I got some
fantastic photos of him meeting the contactman in Belfast. Back in London I
quickly meet my Hyde Park contact to handle over the photos, 2 nights after
I was contacted, and had a meeting. They waited till the german was back
safe in Germany, before they acted. I was with Raoul a couple of time, and
then I was drawn out after that. The plot was unfolded. Raoul was
contactman in the clubs, here the germans knew that by certain signals they
would be taken to a safe house, give documents and send to Northen
Ireland. Raoul was killed by a "robber", and the other where arrested and
shot.



I was send back to the base, where matron greeted me. I sleeped for 2
days. When I woke up matron was sitting there. She told me that Kathy had
been killed, murdered. They has her burried here. I got up, washed and went
to her grave with matron. They had given her the VC postmortum, I cried.

Matron said that I was given 1 month leave from tomorrow. I was to rapport
at her office at 04.00 in uniform. I was there, so was some officers
unfamiliar to me. Here I was promoted to Captain and given the DSO, for
extraordinary valour under tasks. There was a portwine and bisquits after,
and I talked briefly to the officers. Especialy one, a Rearadmiral at least
twice my age, who was very interesseted in my assignement. He, of course,
knew that I was to have leave and some good rest, suggested that I visited
him at his estate in Cornwall, where I could rest compeltely he came me his
card, and told me to contact him, if tempted. I would be welcome at his
estate. They left, and matron and I talked, she was extremely proud of me,
and also knew that it has been a very difficult task. She debriefed me,
afterwards told me that I might be attached to base as teacher. I objected,
saying that fieldwork was fine for me. She would think it over. I told her
about the suggestion that the Rearadmiral had made to. She said that
whatever I did a leave was none of her affair. After a visit to Kathy's
grave, I left for London. I was in uniform now, wearing my new captain
stripes and the DSO, it was noted at the train and at the hotel. I checked
into a the Savoy Hotel, just to relax. I would stay a night or 2 and then
perhaps contact the rearadmiral. The evening I spend at the hotel, had
dinner, and sat a little while in the bar, smoking and having a drink
before I would go to sleep. I was still wearing uniform, so the men around
me, could see that I was in the service. I talked to a man at the bar, army
officer. He was particulary curious, of my unitbadges. I told him that if I
told him my unit, I would have to kill him afterward. He left. Another
officer came, this time a naval like me. He had noted my stripes and DSO,
and knew they rare items. He asked me for what I have been given it. I
answered back, that I was not in a position to tell. He respected that. He
asked if I wanted another drink on him. I declined, but said that he could
acompany me on a little walk out, for some fresh air. He would love that he
said. I put my uniformjacket on, and we went out. He was very polite,
offering me his arm, I accepted. His name was Kenneth, 28 years old, he was
at destoyers, asked me my job at Navy. I could not tell him, I
explained. He didn't persued the subject any more. We passed by a pub, and
he invited me inside for a nightcab. I accepted, but only one, I said. He
was funny, we had a good time at the pub, he meet some fellowofficers from
his ship who also had girlcompany, one other in uniform, we all laughted at
lot, singing songs. I was felling fine and happy, I was with normal people,
I was a girl, and I liked it. But one of the girls where a prostitute, and
I could suddenly see myself again. I got sad, and Kenneth could see it. You
had a rough asignment. He said. With tears in my eyes I nodded. I was
sad. We left and Kenneth escorted me back to the hotel. Tomorrow was his
last day of leave and the day after he was off again, so he wanted a good
time. He asked if I wanted to go to the teater with him next evening. And
take a walk with him at noon.  He tried to kiss me. I wanted to, but proper
girls don't kiss on the first meeting. Oh no, Kenneth, I said, and then
pointed at my chin. He kissed me there. And then I gave him a very quick
kiss on his mouth. Sleep well, I said. I went to my room, and fell
asleep.Next morning, I was woken by waiter. I had ordered breakfast at
09.00. He came with a tray, and flowers. They were from Kenneth, and little
note was attached: Thank you for a lovely evening. Love Kenneth. I still
have the card. We meet outside the hotel, and walked down the Enbankment to
White Hall and Buckingham Palace. There was a photographer in front of it,
and Kenneth made him take a photo of us. It was a wonderfull weather, and
Kenneth and I smalltalked. He was coming from a small town on the south
coast, where his parents ran a small hotel. I told him I was an offenaged
child. We had dinner together before we went to the teater, we saw a play,
called "The mousetrap" It was such fun, we laughted a lot. While we sat
there he took my hand. I didn't mind, it was good to be close to a normal
person. We just sat in the dark of the teater, holding hand. He squized it,
and I squized back. I got a very warm inside. After the play, we walked
home to the hotel, I had my arm under his, it felt so secure. Back at the
hotel I thanked him for a lovely evening. He asked if he could write me,
and I gave him my name and unitsnumber. He kissed me, and I kissed him
back, Take care, I said, and went up to my room, crying. I had made up my
mind, to accept the rearadmiral invitation. London was too much for me, so
Cornwall would be good for me. I telephoned him, and he was delighted that
I accepted his invitation. He told me the adress, and said he was not
there, but there where people in the house. It was a long train trip to
Penzance, and then a little north. It was not a house, it was a castel. The
staff had been informed, and a very old butler, Arthur, the housemaid,
Nelly, the gardener/chauffeur, Paul and cook, mrs.Potter, all greeted me
wholehardedly. We shall see too that you get some rest, dear. His Lordship,
told us that you need some tender loving care and rest, and we will see to
that. Arthur, the butler, showed me my room. It's his lordship's mothers
old room, shall I help you unpack, Mylady, he said. I blushed, oh, you
don't have to call me Mylady, my name is Sarah. Oh no, Arthur said, that
would be highly inproper, Mylady. I will unpack myself, Arthur. Very well,
Mylady. He retied. I started to unpack, and put my clothes in drawers and
closets. There wasn't much room, because there was still a lot of other
ladies clothes in them.

I was pampered, I sleeped long up in the morning. I just have to ring a
bellstring, and 10 minutes later breakfast came. I walked around the
estate, it was vast It had stables, with horses. There was a dog, a Great
Dane, Ceasar, it acompenied me sometimes, but I was a little afraid of
it. There was a little lake with a rowingboat. The rearadmiral came for the
weekend. He was delighted that I had accepted his invitation. His name was
Trevor, and he insited that I should call him that. We talked a lot, about
the estate, he asked me if I could ride a horse. I said no. Then he would
teach me, lessons starts at 02.00 a'clock he said. But I have no clothes I
objected. Nelly will help you find them in my late mothers things. She
did. Luckily my penis was very small, so in my panties you couldn't see
it. She found some oldfashion ridingclothes. A very long skirt, blouse,
boots, gloves a jacket and a hat, and a very tight corset, because you have
to fell supported, Nelly said, and you have such a fine figure, as she
tightned it firmly. I felt like something from an old movie, when I came
down to Trevor. He looked at me, and nodded. We went over to the
stables. They had a very calm horse that I was to start with, they had put
on a ladiessaddle, and Trevor showed me how to sit on it, rather easy,
really. He then towed the horse around, so that I could get use to its
movement, and it could get use to mine. I was given the harness, and had to
steer it around. It was easy,and I enjoyed it. Trevor said, as he prepared
his horse that we should take a small ride around. Yes, I said, but was
nerveous. It went fine, I wasn't afraid, and the horse was so easy to
ride. We made a stop, where we dismounted, Trevor helped me of, he took
around my waist and lifted me off, and we looked over the estate. It very
lovely here, I noted to him. We rode back. It was a joy to ride a
horse. Back, Trevor helped me of the horse again, holding around my waist,
I bounced a little into him, and blushed. I went to my room, Trevor said
that there would be dinner at 06.00 a'clock, and that I didn't have to take
the uniform on, but whatever I liked. I didn't realy have any proper
eveningdress, they were more ordinary. But in the closet there was a lot of
eveningdresses, so I asked Nelly to help me. She was kind and help me find
one. It was a long one with a wide skirt, and it showed some breast. It was
tight corseted too, Nelly was pleased, Oh you look fine, just like her old
Ladyship in the old day. His Lordship will be pleased. I did a very discete
make-up, and went down to the saloon, Trevor was there. He was in his
dinneruniform. He looked pleased. Smiled at me. Did you enjoy the ride, my
dear. Oh Yes; I answered. I would like to go tomorrow too. Oh can I,
please. Of course you can. He said. Arthur came, Dinner is served, My Lord,
he annonced. We dinned in almost silence, because there it was a long
table. After dinner we went into the saloon again. Coffee being served, I
didn't like coffee, so I just sipped. I stod by the window looking over the
lawn and the park. It's so lovely here, this place. He came over to the
window, he had his hands around my waist again. You look so lovely my dear
he said. I turned around, him still holding my waist. But I am not a girl,
Sir, I said, with a little tear in my eyes. I know, he said, and kissed
me. I tossed my arms around him and kissed him back. I became his mistress
that night. In the morning I slipped into my own room, just for the
apprerance. Waking up I felt good. The night was fine. Trevor was a good
lover, but he should be because I was. His cock was very long, he touch my
little sensitive spot a couple of time, but it came to nothing. We meet
again at breakfast, and talked of the things to do today. I wanted to take
a long ride today. He was in on that idea. We rode into a small town,
St.Ives, and Trevor was greeted by many people, he was a known figure. I
enjoyed his company. He only once talked about my former work, it was about
the boots and harness Raoul had me put on. It turned him on, I could
see. So I said, I'll put it on late tonight, when you have send Arthur to
bed. I smiled. It was late in the afternoon when we were back. I dressed
for dinner again, and Nelly helped me again, she was so pleased, that there
was a woman in the house again, she said, Never expects his Lordship to
find one, being 43, and still singel. Ohh Nelly but I am all too young for
him, and he would want a proper lady, not someone that works, and are not
of finer breed. And I am only 20. Yes, dear she said, but you have quality,
I can see that. Oh thank you Nelly. I got a tear. And you're
sensitive. This time she found me a long black dress. It had a corset
matching also very tight and silk stockings, this one showed a lot more
breast and clevage. Ohh, Nelly, this is too naughty. Oh no, Mylady, you
shouldn't be asshamed of your figure. She helped me put in on, doing the
buttoms in the back. It looked good on me, enhancing my figure. I did my
make-up and nails, and brushed my hair. I went down in the saloon, Trevor
wasn't there yet, so I helped myself to a drink, and lit a cigarette. I
stod by the large door to the outside, when Trevor came. He smiled. I
smiled to him. Do you want a drink?, I asked. Yes, thank you, he replied. I
made him a whiskey and soda. We talked of our ride, the countryside, his
familie, that was non-existing, he was last of a long generation, and he
had absolutely no relative, just like me I replied. Yes, he said, just like
you. Strange, isn't it. Here we are 2 people with no familie, very little
friends, it destiny. I smiled, yes it might be. Arthur came, and annonced,
dinner is ready. We talked during dinner this time. Trevor was off tomorrow
to London, so I would be here alone with the staff. But he would be back
next weekend. After dinner we had a drink in the saloon, Trevor dismissed
Arthur, we are not to be distrubed again. Yes, Mylord, Arthur replied and
went downstair. We sat a little while smalltalking, and I said, I promissed
you something earlier today. He smiled, yes. Would you help me undone the
buttoms, I turned my back to him. Off course, he said and started undoing
the buttoms. He did them all, and gently took my dress down. I stod in just
the corset, stockings and panties. Oh Trevor, so naughty. He looked at
me. I think its you thats naughty, isn't it? He touched something. He began
to let his hands carress my tits and hips. You are a naughty girl, aren't
you. He looked deep into my eyes. Yes, Trevor, I am a naughty girl. Will
you please punish me, for being a naughty girl. See, how I shows you my
tits and bottom quite shamelessly, wanting you to do dirty things to me. I
looked him strait in the eyes, licking my lips lustfully. See how
shamelessly I takes my panties off, wanting you to fuck me brutaly. Ohh,
Trevor you have to punish me. I took my panties off. I wanted him to do
me. And I had him heated. He quickly took of his clothes, and bend me over
the sofa, my bottom strait up, spreading my legs brutaly, he pressed his
cock into me. Oh yes fuck me. Fuck your dirty little whore Sarah. He did
that, he fucked me ruthlessly, his cock went like a piston inside of
me. Ohhh so good. He reached my little sensitive spot, and gradualy I came
closer and closer to a climax. He slapped my bottom repeatingly. Oh yes,
punish me. I screamed. Ohhh Sarah, you little slut, you have such a good
ass, and I love having my cock in it. And now you're getting it. He shot
all his juices up my backpussy. Oh yes, oh yes, it so good. He pressed it
hard in me, and I came. My legs started shaking, and just suddenly I got an
orgasme. I cried a little, because it was so good. Trevor was mumified. But
later I told what happens to me, and he was so happy. He got up, and put
his clothes in order again, but I just managed to lick him clean before he
did that, Uhmm. I walked very casual up to my room, and changed.

It was so nice to wear those longlegged boots again, and to take that
harress on. I took my time to let Trevor relax, and me to fresh-up my
make-up. When I came down Trevor was sitting in the sofa, he smiled all
over when I came walking towards him. He aproched me, I turned around, so
he could see me. He took a good hold of the leather band. It's a fantastic
outfit. You look stunning. Naughty girl, he said. Yes, Trevor, I
answered. I am, but I don't want to be naughty. I have the perfect place
for naughty girls like you, said Trevor. We went down to the cellar, behind
a big heavy door, there was a big room, lit up with candels, and there was
a lot of strange things. It was the castels old dunguon and
torturechamber. I walked around a little, Is it all working, I
asked. Yes. Paul is looking after it, and see to that everything works. I
went over to the wall, a large selections og whips were hanging there. I
took one down. I looked at Trevor, Is this what they punished naughty girls
with, I asked while I licked the shaft. Trevor took the whip. Yes, but they
did other things to them, especialy the very naughty ones, someone like
you, he said while running the shaft up my bottom. Ohhh yes, I am a very
naughty girl, will you tell me that they did to them. No, I won't, he said,
but I will do it to you. I will punish you like they did. He quickly then
tied me to a giant cross by the wall, arm and legs spread. Ohh Trevor, I
fell that I am so naughty, can't you spank it out of me? I begged. Trevor
came over to me, leaned to my backside, I will make you a proper girl. The
first stike came, and after that several. Ohh yes Trevor, spank the
naughtyness out of me. I screamed. He did his best, he made my bottom very
red and sore. He stopped and began gently to touch it again. Ohh Trevor,
please don't, then you make me all naughty again. You shouldn't do
that. Ohh, But Sarah, if you get all proper and decent, I can't punish you,
and I like to punish you. Oh Trevor, please. I said while he continued to
touch me. Suddenly without warning, he reamed me. His cock split me open
and filled me. Ohhh Good I gasped. Its so good. He grabed my tits and
squized them. Ohh yes, please. He shot up my backpussy again, filled
me. Punished me again, and took me again. I got an orgasme once. Tired we
sat in the saloon. Trevor talked of himself. About his homosexuality, and
how afraid he has been to be discovered, it would have meant a disgrace and
termination of his navalcarier. I made things so uncomplicated. We had a
final drink and went to sleep. Trevor had a long journey to London next
day, and I really had to relax. And I did that, taking long rides in the
countryside, reading in his lilbrary. Trevor had to stay the next weekend
in London, but the weekend after he came out again. We had a good time, I
was being naughty by having sex with him, and punished afterward for having
sex with. Oh it was perfect. Although he also had some orders. I was to
freshen up my german. Then he smiled, By the way, you have been given the
Iron Cross with Oakleaves. I was stunned. He then showed me a german
newspaper, telling about the airmans successfull escape, and how the germen
secret network in England had helped him, one agent, a woman, had been
given the order for her brilliant work. She would be awarded on her return
to the Vaterland.

Leave was all too soon over, and I greated the staff goodbye, Nelly had
tears in her eyes, they all knew that this was properbly the last they saw
of me. Back in base matron gave me my new orders.

It was known that several highranking german officers had a taste for
feminine boys. That had fatal consequenses in Germany. There was rapport on
a German armsindustri officer that on inspectiontours to Vichy-France use
to go to Cannes to look for his favorite objects. We had rapports that he
would arrive there in 2 weeks. I was to use my Zara Ortega diplomatpass, to
get there and try to get him turned our agent. I was to have nothing on me
that could reveal me, I was on my own. I travelled to Ireland, took a plane
to Lisbon, and then by train through Spain and then France and Cannes. The
passport was fine and solid, I had no trouble at all. In Cannes I booked
into Carlton, and began looking around. I had been given a few adresses on
clubs that was visited by men of that taste. Quickly I found a club, where
I thought it was likely he would turn up. It wasn't normal to se a boy with
tits, and dressed like a girl. So I was hot stuff. I managed to be with
known. It was just like the clubs in London. I meet a man, Louis, who liked
my ass, and the fact that I had a very small cock.

Then one evening my target came, Louis knew him, and introduced us. Heinz
was a tall, handsome man, unmarried, he invited me and Louis to have
champagne. We danced, and smalltalked in German. I told me about me and
Raoul, and the fact that I had managed to get a passport as a woman via
him, because he wasn't too keen to have his secret exposed too. And nobody
would know before they got my panties down. Heinz laught. We went to my
hotel together, where he fucked me brutaly. He was big, so I also got some
pleasure. We went out, dinned, took trips to Monaco and Nice, and over to
Italy. He fell in love with me, and I began like him a lot. He told me that
someone had their eyes on him because of his interest in boys, and I would
be the perfect cover-up for him. I was a woman on paper, and would end
their speculations on him, I could save his neck, if it became known that I
was his mistress. Would I go back to Germany with him? I play it long,
didn't want to be too keen, talked about the wonderfull live here. Couldn't
he stay here I asked. No, he would be found and shot, he said.

I went with Heinz to Germany, we went by Aosta and St.Bernardino. Via
Switzerland into Germany. Here was no trouble at the borders, and up
through Germany via Der Autobahn, we ended in Berlin, where he installed me
at the Grand Hotel. We went to parties, and he introduced me to his friends
at his colleges and friends, who was very much surprised seing him with a
girl. I got the wolves of his tail. Then one night where Heinz was on a
tour, the hotel was raided by the Gestapo, I was taken to their
headquarter. I had the diplomatpassport, so I didn't worried. I was
wrong. They thought it was fake, I knew it was real, so they decided to
interview me. They did for almost 6 hours, one of them who was particular
nasty. He decided to beat it out of me. They tied me to a chair, and he
started hitting my face. Then I told them of the german airman and our trip
til Belfast. When I did that, one of them rushed out of the room. Don't
touch her, he said. I was getting very tired and thirsty, and asked them
for water. The nasty guy didn't care my begging for water, and declined,
but the other gave me some. Danke, I said.The nasty guy was getting
impatient, and started beating me again. He tore my dress into pieces, and
my breast was revealed.The other didn't take part. He began touching my
breasts. Don't touch her, he said repeatingly. He put out a cigaret on one
of my tits, I screamed. He stopped again. I begged for water again. The
nasty one said, I give her something to drink, laughted and opened his pant
and took out his cock, held it in front of my mouth. It was hard. He pulled
out his pistol and put it to my temple. This is the end, I thought. Go on,
he said. I opened my mouth and he pressed it in. I did the best I could,
this was my life. He ejaculted in my mouth. Down with it, he said. I sunk
it. I was in a haze, all was dimm. Suddenly the door was opened, while he
stod with his cock in my mouth. Are you crazy, a man asked. Is this the
woman, somebody asked. Yes, a voice said. I raised my head, there was the
airman from England. The other man asked for the nasty mans pistol, when he
got it, he shot him between his eyes, and pointed it at he other. I shock
my head. No no , he is OK, he tried to stop him. The nice man came over,
Ich bin immer dankbar. The airman came over to me, and released
me. Remember me, he asked. Oh yes I do, then I started crying. He held
around me. They where truly sorry. I got an uniformjacket over me, and they
escorted me back to the hotel. Here they set me up in the largest suite,
saw to that I got a chambermaid and butler, and peace. Next day Heinz came,
he was furious, when he got the full picture. And glad, because he was in
the pink now. I was being verified as a woman, and I was a hero. He could
walk on water now. But the best for me, I had him, if I turned him in now
he was dead, but he didn't know that. So now he was squizeable. The airman
came to visit me, his name was Erich, he was given leave, to be my escort
around if Heinz wasn't here, and see to that I was protected. I was given a
legitimationcard, signed by Hitler, that was so good that I could see
Hitler, if I wanted it. After a few days I was fit again. The Gestapo
people was extremely sorry for their mistake, and they pampered me now. So
did Heinz, besides that he fucked me constantly, shotting up my ass. He was
good, he had a long thick cock, and he could make me come often, and he
loved seeing my little cock juice all over him. But besides that, he was an
egocentric bastard. The inteligence people was very please to see me, very
pleased inded, they had for several month not been in contact with their
agents in England, and they would very much like me to get in contact with
them, so that they could have their rapport, or to find out their fate. I
was a perfect choice. I had been married to a diplomat, shot in England, so
I wasn't expected to have warmer felling for the british, I could travel
unnoticed, and I could bring them their rapports. Meeting with Heinz in
Cannes, would be a perfect alibi. He could have the documents. I played it
very non-cooperative, because if I was too keen they might smell a rat. I
said that I would talk to Heinz, but he was in for the idea, also because
he was leaned on. And he got the chance to meet me, without somebody in
Berlin asking questions. It was ideal for him. Relunctanly I accepted, but
demanded money. That was not a problem at all. It should be in a Swiss
bankaccount. I got it lots of it. I could have asked for anything, and they
had given it. Heinz and I was invited to many private parties and
receptions. The Gestapo garded us, saw to no photos was taken of me,
especially. I had become very important.

I received the Iron Cross with Oakleave at a very, very private
ceremoni. It was given to me by A.Hitler, it lasted ½hour, and Heinz was
with me, and so was Erich the airman, who also got it, the nice Gestapo man
that I saved, also got an ordinary Iron Cross, and so did the Gestapo man
that executed the nasty. They all were so proud, I wasn't, but hid it
well. Afterward there was a big party that was interupted by airraid. I
smiled inside.

I was given some adresses, contactmethod, how to make contact, how to get
urgent messages to their embassy in Dublin, and how often I was going to,
or was able to go to Cannes, they where very patient, because a lot was at
stake for them. We spend some time in Heinz countryestate, it was an old
baverian hunting lodge. We where alone there, except for Heinz's nasty big
Rottweiler, Carl. We often went riding in the countryside. Heinz was a mean
type, one evening we where in a saloon on the floor, where he had done me
good, I laid and finished him licking his cock, and Carl came over from the
corner, and started licking me, Heinz juices and my backpussy. I pushed him
away, but Heinz took hold of me. No, let him, he said. The dog contiuned
licking me, and it wasn't bad, but I could fell that it was getting more
and more unrested, because it started walking around me and sniffing
me. Heinz still has a good hold on me, and made me lick and suck his
cock. My backside was free, and suddenly the dog mounted me. Oh no I
screamed, but Heinz slapped my face. Let him, he said. The dog couldn't do
it, it just stabed its cock out in the air to no awail. So I relaxed, I
shouldn't have done that. Suddenly my opening was in the right position,
and by a lucky stroke Carl found an entrance and speared me. It started
fucking me. I licked Heinz, Ohh Heinz you have such a good cock, and your
dog has such a good cock, and he is doing me so gooood. Carl's cock went
like a piston inside of me, it was so good and naughty. I could fell it
getting deeper and deeper, and bigger and bigger. Ohh Heinz your naughty
dog is getting bigger and thicker. Heinz laughted, he is getting his knot
inside you now. Suddenly I felt like being spilt open, something very big
opened me and came into me, and was stuck inside my circularmuscel. Carl
stod still, gave a few stroke, and then he shot into me, and so did Heinz
into my mouth. Ohh yes, I moaned. Heinz laughted again, and made me swollow
it. Uhmm I said this is good. Ohh, you are such a horny slut, Heinz
laughted. I smiled, Ohh yes, dear, I just love cock. After one week there
Heinz and I traveled to Cannes. He was in a very good mode. Fucked me
several times in car, and at the hotel we stayed in during the trip. We had
a stopover at Zurich, I had to check in the bank. It was all there, many,
many money. I didn't let Heinz with me to the bank, that annoyed him a bit,
and he spanked me. Not that I mind he did, but he also knew that I could
damage him seriously, so he did it in high spirit. We parted in Cannes, and
I headed for home, it lasted a week, and I was back in base and matron,
Trevor and the unit. I sat for 2 days crying in my room, not eating. Trevor
came to see me, but I send him away. I recovered, got better, began to
eat. Then I was debriefed by matron and Trevor. After the debriefing, I
started to cry again, and I couldn't stop. They got a doctor, and he gave
me some sedatives. Trevor got me send off to Cornwall on a plane. I arrived
to the castel on a strecher. Nelly and Arthur was horrified to see me, but
glad. I was in a shamble. With Nelly's care, and mrs.Potter's cooking I was
on my feet at the end of the week. Trevor was always present, and was
supportive. I cried many times at his shoulder. We didn't have sex, but he
was there. I was promoted to Commander. I was the first agent that has been
so far into Germany, and survived. We began riding the countryside, and
that helped from the first time we where out. He began teaching me to drive
an autocar. He had an old wreck of a Bentley, that once raced at Le Mans,
in the barn, he got Paul to dust it of, and I had it to practice in. It was
great fun. Slowly Trevor started to approch me, and one evening we ended up
in his bed. It was good, but I ended up crying again. Not because of my
mission, but because I was happy to be with him again. I told him, and he
relaxed. We started talking about the next step. They had already started
to get close to the german agent, there were only 7 people, 5 men and 2
women. I wasn't in on that operation, but it ended up with their
arrest. They where questioned thoroughly, and shot, except 2, who where
turned, they cooperated fully. Now they could write rapport, and I could
deliver them to Heinz.

Trevor was full aware that I had to go back, and that I was in eminent
danger of being exposed and shot. He made the most of having me fell safe
and wanted. Nelly pampered me. I talked to her a lot. One evening Trevor
gave me a small box, it was a pearl nacklage and a set of earrings. He put
them on me. They where so lovely. I put my arms around him and kissed him
tenderly. Then Nelly saw them on me the next morning, she looked very long
time on them and me. Then said, you know Sarah, His Lordship means it with
you. Why do said that? I asked. Because those pearl had belonged to his
mother, and she said that they where only to be given to his wife or future
wife. I took them off. Cried a little, but I can't marry him, Nelly. I
said. Why not, love, she asked. I couldn't tell her the true story, so I
told her that I might be kill a my next mission, I can't give him children
because I am destoyed inside. She too cried a little and left. I didn't
tell Trevor about my talk with Nelly. I stayed almost 2 mouth at the
castel, getting better, and on top again. There was a lot of letters from
Kenneth, that I read. He couldn't tell much. He missed me. I wrote him,
couldn't write much, but was happy to be in contact with him.

And then I was of again, I had to go to Cannes to meet Heinz and deliver
rapports. The plot was that 3 agents had died of natural courses, 2 had
been killed in German bombattacks, and 2 was active. They old information
that they had was no good but I took it along, plus something new that had
been cooked up for them. Heinz was delighted to see me, he had been waiting
4 days, and missed me. I stayed for 2 weeks relaxing. My rapports has been
colleted on the first day by a courier, and he came back, with
instructíons. I was glad because if something was wrong, I was
history. This meant that they trusted me. The days in Cannes went too
quickly, I could have stayed forever, only if it was Trevor, instead of
Heinz. He used me and fucked me ruthlessly and brutaly. Ohh so good, sex
was the thing that kept me going. I enjoyed being adored and wanted. A week
after I was back in London, this time in better shape than last time, and I
had a tan. Most of the imformations I carried was figures on aircraft and
tankspecification, because the 2 agent worked in the industri. I don't know
if the material was any good for the Germans. But they never complained. I
made many trips to Cannes, meeting Heinz, who was doing this as a pasttime
occupation, he loved getting away from Germany, that was more and more
destroyed by bombing. Here, down in Cannes, it was peace. I bought a house
here, not in Cannes, but at Villefrance Sur Meer. It was a grand old house,
and I had some lawyers in Zurick doing all the paperwork. If something
happend to me, it was to be a recreationhome for torturevictims from the
Commenwealth, Trevor and matron was to be trustees. Heinz didn't know this,
because he was not to be trusted. Between missions to Cannes, I spend my
time at Cornwall, and at base, teaching many off the new recruits. All
through the war I was the Germans best agent, I could see that on my
bankaccount in Zurich, it was constantly getting bigger and bigger.

Kenneth was killed, his ship had been in a scirmish with a german boat in
the Mediteranian, and he was wounted, and died later of his wounds. It was
matron who informed me, and I felt so sorry. He was a fine young man. Later
I got a letter from his parents, telling me, that they would like to see
me, when it was convinient for me. I didn't have to call before I came. I
had some days leave, so I decided to visit them in Bognor Regis. There was
a train to Chichester, and then I got a ride with some service people to
the coasttown, a girl at 23 that was Commedore, was very uncommon, so that
was easy. I found the Seawiev Hotel and Pub, and entered the hotellobby,
and the woman behind the receptiondesk saw me. She started crying, called:
Alfred, come down now, its Sarah. She came over and greeted me, and Alfred
came down. They where very moved, and invited me into their private
flat. They where offcourse devastated by Kenneths dead, and had recived all
his belonging for the ship. Among that was all my letters to him, and a
photo of me and Kenneth in front of Buckingham Palace. He had also written
them that he had meet a wonderfull girl. I felt so sorry for them, it was
their only child, and he was gone. I cried, because he was so nice to me,
and we had some wonderfull hours together, moments I always would treasure,
I told them. They where happy for my visit. They had their little hotel and
a licenced pub to it. Would I stay a couple of days, it would mean a lot to
them. I had already decided to stay if they asked me, so I thanked
them. Lissy showed me a room, is was Kenneths old room, I said I couldn't
accept that, but she was firm. She left me to freshen up, and rest after
the journey. When I got downstairs again, the pub had opened. There where
some people, some servicemen, but mostly locals, that where friends of
Lissie and Alfred. It wasn't busy, it was in the evening, that the
servicemen came. Alfred asked if I wanted something, and I said I could do
with a small Port. I stod by him, a little shy, because this was unfamiliar
waters for me, so I kept myself in the background. I was introduced to some
of their friends, as a very good friend of Kenneth. Their friends were so
kind and greeted me warmly. It was all so overwelming, I was extremely
tired, and retirered again. When the pub closed I went down to help clean
up. Lissie said that I shoudn't do that, but I said, that I just can't
sitting-pretty in a corner. So she smiled. We had dinner, and they asked
how I liked the room. It was a nice room, it smelled of Kenneth, I
said. Lissie began to cry. I went over to her chair and comforted her. The
room is there, anytime for you to come, Lissie said. I promised to come
again.Lissie showed me the medal Kenneth was given postmortum, it was a
DSO. You can be proud of Kenneth, I said. She was, but it didn't bring him
back, did it? I said that I would love to come and visit them. I told them
that I had no parents or family. That I came from a fosterhome. Lissie went
silence. After dinner Alfred was preparing for the evening opening time. I
asked him if I could help, and he showed me how to make the beer. I poured
the beer that evening, Lissie and Alfred was delighted.I talked to the
guests, and their friends. At a certain time the military police showed up,
somebody had apperantly told them about a young woman, who in Commanders
uniform with a DSO with bars, stod in the pub. They saw my ID, and saluted
very correctly, sorry Commander, I saluted back, and said, As you
where. They left. There was 10 seconds deadsilence in the pub, when the
noise became louder. Some officers came up to, wanted to buy me drinks, I
declined, they asked what the DSO was given for. I smiled, and leaned over
to them, said in their ears. I can, but I would have to kill you afterward,
and I would get away with killing you. No one asked me the question again,
and the susject was not an issue anymore. Alfred smiled and Lissie smiled,
came over and gave me a hugging. Then Alfred called: Time gentlemen,
time.There was a rush to the counter to get the last beer. I worked hard to
keep up. Then the last guest Alfred looked very pleased. Now you go to bed,
dear, I finish down here. I was tired, so I went up. It had been a
wonderfull day. I fell in deep sleep in Kenneth bed. Next morning I was
waken by Lissie who has made me breakfast. I said that she shouldn't have
made so much fuss over me. She got some tears again, and said This was one
of her best times for a very long time, and she was so happy I was here. I
hugged her, and said that I enjoyed being tremendously. I would look
forward to come back, I said. After breakfast, Lissie and I went for a
walk, She had some shopping to do, and I would like to go with her to
help. We went to the butcher, crosseriestore and a garmentshop. I stod
behind in the background or outside the shop, I didn't want to intrude. But
everywhere the shopkeeper came out to greet me.I helped Lissie in the
kitchen to make dinner for the guest of the hotel, doing some of the room
for new arrivals, and set the tables for dinner. Then I was in the pub
serving beer, and talking with guests. Here are a lot of people, this
afternoon, noted Alfred. I had now changed into civilian clothes of a very
discrete nature, because I thought that my uniform was improper to serve
beer in. Alfred smiled and talked more to the guests than yesterday,but
that was properbly because I was there to pour the glasses. Some of the
locals, came to me, and said it was nice to see Lizzie and Alfred in such a
good spirit. They asked when I would be back in Bognor Regis, and I
promissed to come when my time made it possible. I told them that I felt
very much at home here. They were glad to find out I felt that way. There
were many service people at the pub, and many of them asked about the girl
in Navy uniform from last evening. I smiled shy, and said, she was here,
but just not in uniform. Where is she they would asked, and I said that
they would have to ask around. Then they would come back, laught and begin
to talk, said I was naughty, making a fool of them. We laughted little, and
they would talk and be in a good spirit. I felt so much at home here. This
was ordinary people, normal people. I like to be here.



I spend the time, when I wasn't at Bognor Regis, in Cornwall, I was a
regular guest at Trevor's place. I enjoyed his company. One evening Trevor
was in a very thoughtfull mode, and I asked him if there was anything he
could share with me, and he looked at me. Yes, there are 2 things, next
time in Cannes I was to tell Heinz that I felt followed. And the next time
there, that I was scared, and wanted to stop. It was decided that we could
not turn Heinz around, therefore we have decided to kill Zara
Ortega. Secondly, would I marry him. I looked at him and said. Trevor, I am
deep down a man, and we can't get married. He looked, yes, we can. You have
papers identifieing you as a woman, there are only 3 people in this world
that knows you are not, me, matron and Heinz. I won't tell because I love
you. Matron won't tell because I know her secrets, she is also homosexual,
and Heinz wouldn't tell, because then he is dead as a doornail, and
secondly he will think you're dead. I made more trips to Cannes, each time
coming back more wrecked and nerveous. The stress and strain that the trips
took on me was hard. One time I made the mistake to go down to Lizzie and
Alfred, but I couldn't cope with the clamness and tranquility of the place,
compared to what I have been through. Knowing that I had to go back one
more time again, to tie the knot. They could see that things wasn't good
with me. I got Alfred to contact Trevor, and he came to pick me up. Alfred
asked Trevor what I was doing, and Trevor told him that I could tell them
myself, next time I came, if I came back, he added. Trevor had been
checking Alfred and Lizzie, and they could be told later, but not
now. Alfred understod, and didn't tell Lizzie anything. The sopossed last
trip to Cannes went well, not as we have planed, it was to give Heinz the
impression, that I was under stress and perhaps under suspicion in UK, I
didn't have to play that act. Heinz was also under pressure. The bombing of
Germany had left him in doubt of the victory. He knew he could talk to me
of this. He was thinking of fleeing Germany, but there where so few
choices. Could I help him to a passport like mine, and a new ID. I told him
that I would love to have him all the time, and I would do my best, and I
would tell him next time. Well back I was defriefed, and had a breakdown,
when they told me that I would have to go back one more time. I sat in
Cornwall for a week crying, lost 10 pounds. Trevor couldn't stay there, so
matron got out to me, with her friend. She, Nelly and Arthur nursed me. I
was now an very old 22 year girl/boy who didn't know what to
believe. Matron was fantastic, she had been with me, and knew me better
than myself. Gradualy I started to get a grip on myself again. Mrs.Potters
cooking, and Nelly and matrons care got me back. I spend a month in
Cornwall, getting much better, gaining weight again. I went to Bognos Regis
again. Alfred and Lizzie were happy to see me again. I helped in the pub
and hotel, as much as possible. Trevor came down to see me, and to get me
back to base. He spend a day at Seaview Hotel and Pub, and was as
supportive as ever. Trevor told me that they have decieded to get hold of
Heinz. They figured that he contained a lot of vival information on the
Germans weaponfactories. And he did. He was to be abducted next time in
Cannes. There would be a submarine located outside the coast, and a team of
commandoes would sail into the cost and pick him up. We didn't think Heinz
was to keen on this, so he was not to know, all I had to do was to get him
to a distant cove or bay, and they would watch those places. I had told
them that there was 2 places we use to go and have sex in the evenings and
nights, and they would have 2 teams moniting them. I got down to Cannes
again. Heinz hasn't arrived yet, so I enjoyed being there. Heinz had left
his Mercedes down here, an I drove it a lot. When he arrived, he was
extremely glad to see me.I passed over the papers and document I had, and
the courrier left us. We had sex, not good sex, but sex. I told him that I
could have his diplomatpassport ready for next time. He had to give me a
photo, to use. We had fun and relaxed in the sun. I got him fell at ease,
and we did what we used to do. Then one evening we went out to one of the
bays where we use to go. We sat and drank some wine, had sex, and drank
wine again. Talked of how we should have it in Southamerica, when we got
there. Suddenly 6 dark figures emerged silently from the water, they didn't
say a word, but held us at gunpoints. Heinz got gagged and blindfolded, and
we were thrown in a rubberboat that came. Nobody spoke, untill we reach the
submarine. Here we got seperated, I never saw Heinz again. I was taken down
below, and given a quarter for myself. I sat there crying, it was all over
now. The captain bought me some tea, but left me. Next day we where in
Gibraltar, and Heinz was put on a plane, I on a different one. I didn't
know what happend to Heinz, but the information they got was extremly
important: secret location of factories, what they made, and so on he was a
tresurecave of information. I was awarded the Victoria Cross for my
part. Back in Cornwall, I relaxed, rode, had care from Nelly, and
mrs.Potters cooking made wonders to me. For the ceremoni at the Admirality,
where I recieved my VC, I had invited Trevor, the staff from Cornwall,
matron and Lizzie and Alfred. It was First Sea Lord that gave me the
Cross. He talked about dangerous missions into Germany and enemy territory,
torture and the valueabel information gathered, under great personal danger
and sacrifice, that will save many, many young soldiers lifes. I was taken
out of active service, after this. I had done my part now. Matron recieved
a DSO at the same ceremoni, and was proud. I sat with her a while. We held
each others hand. Its over now. She asked if I wanted to have ID, as a boy
now, and I said no. She hugged me. Good girl, she said. I thanked her for
everything.

I went with Lizzie and Alfred back to Bognor Regis. Paul drove us there on
his way out to Cornwall, in Trevor's Rolls Royce with Nelly.Trevor had a
lot of work, he was deeply involved with the interogation of Heinz. Back at
Bognor Regis where were a warm welcome, they had informed the staff of
their doing. It was late when we got back,but it was good to be back. One
of the staff tended the pub, and when we stepped in there was a silence,
utter silence as we stepped over to the counter. Servicemen saluted very
correctly to me. They knew a VC didn't come easy. Then Alfred annonced that
there was free bar for everybody, and there was a cheer. Paul and Nelly
stayed the night over, and was with us at the pub. Alfred and Lizzie stayed
closed to me gaurding me, they haven't asked any questions about my
missions,and I was glad they didn't, but I could hear that Alfred quoted
some of the things that The First Sea Lord mentioned to some locals. Many
womens hugged me, and the men came and wanted to shake my hand. I stepped
out a little while, Lizzie followed me out, and we sat on a bench. I looked
at her. I so happy to be here, I said to her. She put her arm around my
shoulder.I'm glad your here, love, she said. I started to cry, and tugged
myself into her. You just cry, it's good to get it out, my girl. We sat
there, Alfred came, but Lizzie send him inside again. Let us girls handle
this she said. She looked at me, asked: Hard? I couldn't say anything, but
nodded, crying. Your home now, and safe, she said. Now we will just have to
find you a nice young man, Kenneth would want that for you. I looked at
her, Don't Lizzie, I can't have children now or ever, I'm destroyed inside,
and no man would want me. I have been through some horribel and ugly things
that no man could live with. Its a closed subject, Lizzie. I cryed again,
and Lizzie held me. I will take good care of you, love, she said, you can
come to me anytime. I smiled, wiped my eyes, and we went inside inside
again. The spirit was high inside, it never happend before, that Alfred
opened the bar like that. After a memorable evening, it was a very tired
girl that went to bed. Next morning, and the day after I helped Alfred and
Lizzie, doing laundry, cooking, tending pub, helped with the rooms,
shopping and serving food in the restaurant. I didn't sit pretty. There
wasn't much time to sit, being thoughtfull, and that was just as
well. Because alone in my room, I got sad and depressed. Alfred and Lizzie
where so kind and loving to me, and I was a fraud, no good. I had more and
more difficulies in being here, and see them in their faces. I missed
Trevor and matron. They would understand me. After almost 2 weeks here, I
told them that I was to go back to base. They told me to take care and come
back soon. I went to London, booked into a small hotel, cried most
evening. I wanted someone to hold me, someone to be attracted to me, to
want my body and satisfie me. I wanted Trevor, but I couldn't get hold of
Trevor, besides I wasn't ever sure if he wanted me. Then I did what I was
trained to, being a whore. I dressed up like I did when I frequented the
clubs. The most daring lingerie a black corset set tightly, and daring
dress, very high heels. Then I went to "work", I went down to the club,
where I first came. Clive was still there, and so was Arnold. They both
greeted me, Long time, no see, they said. I put on a face and smiled, been
doing time, boys, I said. Yes, we figured that out too. We missed you, you
attracted customers. I sat at the bar, and there didn't pass 10 minutes,
when the first man came. He asked me if I wanted a drink, I thanked yes, I
settled into the pleasing mode that of a horny girl. Licking my glass like
a cock, having my tongue a little out. He fell for it, in 5 minutes I could
have him drinking of my shoe. I asked for £20, that was more that a month
salery for a worker, but it wasn't workers who came here. He paid, and I
asked Arnold for a room, and he nodded. We went up. It was fast and brutal,
almost as usual. I sat a little while and cried alone, went down and
left. Walked around the streets, when by chance I walked by the hotel where
Jim use to work. I went in, but Jim wasn't there. The man behind the
counter asked what I wanted, and I asked for Jim. He's not at work now, but
he might be at his room. I started to get out, when he said, he usually a
wake now. I looked. Room 322, he said. I went up the stairs, and came to
the room, knocked, he opened the door. I smiled, remember me? I asked, he
did and invited me inside.

He asked what I been doing, he missed my butt to cream in, he said, taking
his clothes of. Seeing his naked body and very big cock,made me warm. I
wanted to fell it, fell his hunger for me, his heat, his big meat pounding
inside me. I got on my knees and kissed his cock. Ohh so good I moaned. He
lifted me up, and tossed me over in the bed, he didn't bother to take my
panties of, just ripped them down, and placed me ontop of him. His cock
went inside, spilt me open. Oh God I screamed, as his cock plunged up. He
fucked me roughtlessly and brutal. He reached me tender spot, and I
came. God, this was good. Twice he gave me, then he shot up my butt,
emtying himself. I cried. He looked. I looked at him, can I stay with you
always, I asked. He slapped me, I am not a one womans man, you're a
slut. Get out, he tossed me out of the room. I sat in the hall, crying,
then left. I went back to the hotel, and cried me heart out.Thought I was
worthless, with no value to anyone. Fell asleep. I woke late in the
morning, felling depressed, because I have been trained to do a job, I done
it, and then they just can't dump me. They should help, matron should help,
I deceided that matron was there to help me. And Lizzie, Alfred and Nelly,
perhaps Trevor, when he got time he needed me. I packed my things at the
hotel, dress in unifrom again, and went down to the station. It was filled
with servicemen and women. I went back to base, back to matron. Would she
understand me,and hopefully help me. I arrived a little too early, but it
didn't matter. Matron was busy, and so was unit. There was something going
down, and everybody was busy. So my help was needed. Trevor was there, and
very, very happy to see me.That warmed immensly. He came to me, when we
were a moment alone, and kissed me. During a short break, I manage to talk
to matron. I told her that I was mixed up, and confused. She went quiet,
when we went to her office. She showed me some photos of a lot of
women. Nice girl, some of them where pictured with their husbands. Then she
showed me the same womens, without clothes. They all had the same small
cock like me, but also had breast,some smaller some bigger. Then she told
me that she had seen animals with 2 heads. Then she told me that they had a
very strong felling that I would have developed like this in time, because
it take time, and they nedded results quickly. They only speeded up my
process with some hormones. I have a lot of naturel female hormones in my
body. My mind was very quickly to adobt the female mind. To them I was a
woman. What went a little wrong was the speed, it was forced, but it was
much due to the fact that I was so perceptive. Please don't look at
yourself as a wrong thing, you are a lovely woman with a small cock, and a
lot of men would love you, and Trevor loves you.  Look at me, she said, I
would give anything to be a man, I am in a womans body. I have come to
terms with it, and so will you. Find a partner that respects you for what
you are, and you too will be happy. A lot of people respect and loves you
for what you are: Trevor, Nelly, Lizzie, Alfred and me. We will all support
you. Stand up, she said, and look in the mirror. What do you see? Sarah, I
said. Yes, and that what everybody else seing. Youre a girl, a little bit
different than other girls, but a girl, and a girl that can be very, very
proud of herself. One that without the slightest doubt can look at other
people. So now you get on with your work, and your live. Is that clear,
Commander Sarah? I stod up, and saluted, Yes, Matron. We hugged, and then
went down to supper, in the mess. There was some very busy days, lot of
telegrams and orders had to issued and send. Then followed a few day rest,
and then the news of D-day. The days after was busy, a lot of work was
done, we had hardly any days to rest. One day Trevor asked if I would like
to meet him in London, he had some meetings to attend to, and he knew that
I had some days of leave. I said I would love to, and we aggred to meet at
The Savoy for tea. He was a little late, so I waited patiently at the
lobby. There was a lot of other women in uniforms waiting for their
dates. A man came over to me, Sorry, Commander Sarah. Yes, I said. Your
fiancee just called and said that he would be delayed 1 hour. He have
booked your room, Commando Sarah. My fiancee?, I said. Yes, the man
said. It is Lord Trevor, correct? Yes it is, thank you, I said. How did you
know it was me? Well, Commander, where are no other persons at the hotel
with a Victoria Cross, And I must said the hotel is very proud to
acommodate you and your fiancee here. I will show you to your room,
Commander. He called a porter, Porter, take the Commanders luggage. He
showed me the room, or a big suite, with 2 rooms. I looked, sorry, there
must be a mistake, I can't afford this. Courtesey of the house, Commader.
He left. I wash and put on some new stockings, and massaged my feet. I
rested an hour, and then went down to the tearoom. Trevor had arrived. He
smiled and greeted me with a kiss. I looked at him, smiled, then said, I am
angry at you, I was so embaresed. Letting that nice maneger think that I
was your fiancee. He looked at me. But you are, you are my fiancee. I want
to marry you, Sarah. I don't know what to say. He looked, Say yes, my
love. Marrie me, I love you. I love you too. I remembered the talk I had
with matron, and how other people handled it. I looked at him. Yes I
will.Then he took out a box, and opened it, it was a ring. He put it on my
finger, and held my hand firm. Thank you, darling. I am the happiest man on
earth. We had a wondefull evening. After tea, we went to a restaurant, and
after that back to the hotel. This time we didn't have sex, we made
love. We stayed in bed till late in the morning, very naugthy. We talked,
made love, talked again, and them got out of bed. Because now I had made up
my mind. I wanted to tell Lizzie and Alfred, and wanted to get to Bognos
Regis. Trevor was going back to his command, and he arranged some days
leave for me. I went to Bognor Regis, Lizzie and Alfred were delighted to
see me again, especially in such a good mode. They had been a little
worried about me when I left last. I told them the news. They were happy on
my behalf. Then I asked Alfred if he would follow me up the eile to Trevor,
as I regarded him almost like a father. He said that it would honneur him
to do that. But would I consider to be their daughter before the
ceremoni. More precise, how would I like if they adopted me legaly. They
had no next of kind, since Kenneth had died, and they have become attached
to me, like I had to them. I started crying. Oh yes Oh yes I will. I hugged
them both. Now young lady, you have a lot to do, and so do I, I am going to
make this the best day I can for you. Lizzie and Alfred asked if the
wedding could be held in the little chuch here in Bognor Regis, it would
matter much to them, and I said of course it shall be here. Trevor
agreed. He came down to formally ask Alfred for my hand. And he got
it. Latter Trevor and Alfred sat in the pub talking. I was as happy as
ever.

We got married in the little church of Bognor Regis. Alfred proudly
followed me up to alter and Trevor, matron, her friend, Nelly, mrs.Potter
and Lizzie sat crying on the first row. When I stepped out of church I was
Lady Sarah married to Lord Trevor Treecarver, and I was the happiest girl
in the world. The reception was held at the hotel, a lot of the locals
where invited, because they have come to regard me as one of theirs, being
Lizzie and Alfred's adoptive daughter. Nelly was so happy. She came over to
me. She said that she was so happy for us both, and she hope to stay, ever
if there was another woman at the manor. I told her that she didn't dare to
leave because I could't manege without her. Trevor gave me a horse as a
weddinggift, and I gave him a photo of the house in Villefrance Sur Mer. He
looked very surprised. Then I told him about the house and the Swiss
bankaccount. You naughty he said, and laughted. We went to Cornwall for the
honeymoondays. We where greeted by the local residents from the village,
and we held a small reception at the castel.

We had some wonderfull days. We took long rides in the country, and talked
about the time after the war. We played a lot, the cellar was used
intensely. Ohh yes, it was. We where a perfect match, Trevor and I.

VE day came, and with that joy and celebrations, and peace.


If you like it please let me know, I enjoyed writing it

Love H.