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The Lament Configuration Forum   Snuff Story: Nazi Camp (rape, snuff, shot in the head, genocide, short)

DarknessFalls66
Group Member May 8th 2024
Nazi Camp
Rape, Snuff, Shot in the head, genocide, short
Word Count: 1000

You are a Jewish girl in a Nazi concentration camp. The soldiers dispose of you like trash that you are.

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You stood in the muddy grounds of the concentration camp, head down, but watching as the Nazi soliders approached you. Your heart raced as you felt their rough hands grabbing at your thin, tattered shirt, tearing it off of your body. You let out a whimper as the cold air hit your bare skin. The soldiers leered at you, their eyes filled with lust and malice.

One of them stepped forward, a cruel smirk on his face. He reached out and grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking your head back. "Look at me, you filthy Jew," he growled, his breath hot and disgusting against your cheek. You trembled as you forced yourself to meet his gaze, your eyes filling with tears. He sneered, then slammed his other hand into your stomach, causing you to double over in pain.

The other soldiers closed in, their laughter and jeers echoing in your ears as they began to grope and touch you in ways that made your skin crawl. You feel a rough hand cup your breast, another sliding up your thigh. You want to scream, but you know it will only make things worse. Instead, you bite down on your bottom lip, tasting blood.

The soldier who had grabbed your hair forces you to straighten up, his grip painful. "You're going to enjoy this," he says, his voice dripping with malice. He thrusts his hips forward, pressing his erection against your bare stomach. You can feel his arousal through the thin fabric of his uniform, and you feel violated and disgusted. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers obscene threats and promises. You can't help but shrink away from him, but there's nowhere to go.

Suddenly, you hear a commotion behind you. The soldiers' grip on you loosens as they turn to see what's happening. You take this opportunity to try to break free from their grasp, your heart pounding in your chest as you struggle against their rough hands. You manage to slip out of one soldier's grip, but another quickly grabs you from behind, his arms encircling your waist as he pulls you back against him. You can feel his erection pressing into your back, and you let out a cry of fear and disgust. The soldier who had been whispering filth to you grabs a fistful of your hair again, yanking your head back and exposing your throat. "You're not going anywhere, Jew," he snarls, his spittle hitting your face. You can feel his hot breath on your skin, and you tremble in fear.

The commotion behind you grows louder, and you catch a glimpse of a group of prisoners being forced to kneel in front of a mass grave. They are screaming and begging for mercy, but their pleas fall on deaf ears. You see a soldier standing before them, holding a machine gun.
"No!" you cry out, finally finding your voice. "Please, don't kill them! Please!" But your words are lost in the chaos, and the soldier with the machine gun raises it to his shoulder, taking aim at the kneeling prisoners.
A burst of gunfire rings out, and the air is filled with the sound of screams and the thuds of bodies hitting the ground. You watch in horror as the soldiers begin to laugh and joke amongst themselves as they mow down the helpless prisoners. The mass grave is soon filled with bodies, blood, and dirt. Some of the soldiers climb on top of the barely breathing female victims, pulling their skirts up and
raping them before putting a final bullet in their head.
The soldier who had been tormenting you lets out a sadistic laugh. "Looks like it's your turn, little girl," he says, leading you over to the mass grave. You struggle against him, but he's much stronger than you.
He forces you down onto your knees in the mud, next to the bodies of the slaughtered prisoners. His hands grip your shoulders, his face inches from yours as he whispers, "This will be your last day, you filthy Jew."
You feel a sharp pain as he yanks your underwear down, revealing your sex. "Oh, look," he says, "you're still a virgin. That's too bad. Well, I guess I'll have to take care of that."You sob as he positions himself behind you, his erection pressing against your exposed sex. You feel his hands gripping your hips, forcing them apart. "You'll enjoy this," he growls, "just like the others did."
He thrusts forward, impaling you on his hilt as you cry out in agony and shame."That's it," he says, his breath hot against your ear. "Take it." You feel his hands gripping your hair, forcing your head back as he takes you roughly from behind. The pain is excruciating, and you can feel yourself bleeding. You can't believe this is really happening.
As he continues to rape you, the other soldiers gather around, laughing and jeering. You feel their rough hands grabbing at your body, their coarse beards scraping against your skin. One of them pulls your hair back, exposing your neck, and another sinks his teeth into your flesh, drawing blood.Your vision begins to blur as the pain becomes unbearable. You want to die, but you know there's no escape from this nightmare. On all fours mounted like a dog from behind, you look down into the pile of corpses in the grave below you. The soldier raping you starts to groan, and you feel him release inside you. He pulls out roughly, spraying your back with his seed. You collapse forward, sobbing in pain and disgust. You can't believe this is the end for you.

Another man takes his place and as he enters youk, you hear the cock of a pistol hammer and the cold steel of a gun barrel at the back of your head.
"You know what time it is, don't you?"You whimper. The man behind you laughs. "That's right, time for your last dance little Jew." He drives himself into you, hard and brutal. You feel him tear through your ruined body.
Around you, the soldiers laugh and cheer.
"Make it count, put some lead in her!"

The man with the gun grins, pressing it harder against your skull. You hear the click of the hammer. Then, a sharp pain explodes in your brain as the bullet tears through your head. Your body collapses, lifeless, into the mud beside the mass grave. The soldier comes deep inside of your twitching body.
The soldiers laugh and jeer as they wipe the gun clean with a filthy rag. They kick your body, as if it were nothing more than garbage. One of them spits on you, and another takes a step on your outstretched arm, crushing it beneath his boot. Then they kick your small abused body into the grave, sliding down into the pile of rotting corpses. Another nameless Jewish whore.
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