My clothes were in shreds on the ground, unwearable. ‘Oh, here’s a the key, slut’ said Rose, tossing it towards me. It went over my head and hit... the wall of the cubicle, falling to the floor somewhere underneath the toilet. The two ladies exited the stall and giggled. I stood up and tried to focus. I was wearing just heels, my hands were cuffed behind me. I staggered to the door, fighting through the pain of my destroyed asshole, and managed to lock the door of the cubicle. Now I needed to find. They already knew from the news leaked about Poland that Stalin was just as ruthless as their own leader Hitler and that he would fight to the bitter end regardless of the losses.However, because of that special “Alles in Ordnung” attitude they followed orders both in the military side and on the civilian front and marched in perfect rank and file right over the cliff of World War Two.The German governmental bureaucracy was rooted back in the 1800s with precise and redundant systems of hand. The two girls I helped hold up wall sections were going around picking up various cut off ends of boards to toss them into one of the bins around the sites. Terrance said that was a recycle bin for wood scraps and sawdust. One of the volunteers came very early in the morning to dump them into sifters to separate the sawdust and then magnets to get any metal out. From the sawdust, a machine compacted it into pellets. The wood piece went into a machine that lined a few up and then sliced through. He got the hint and shoved a finger into me. I had finger fucked myself many times before but to have someone else do it, oh, I thought I was in heaven. I let out a moan when his finger went deeper. I was growing hotter by the second, I tugged my shirt down and my breasts came popping out. I think I surprised him because I felt his finger hesitate briefly. But his hesitation was quickly replace by eagerness and that thought barely had time to run across my mind when I felt his mouth lock.