Thanks for all the Praise ..... Here's the next Installment:
Emily slowly and painfully came back into consciousness and the first thing she became aware of was a throbbing ache in her groin and her left breast. She slowly tried to focus her eyes and realised she was in a dark cellar like room with no doors and windows. The only source of light was a small lamp hung above her, which just about gave bare minimum illumination. There was a small staircase to her left leading above to a door which she guessed was the only exit from this room. She tried to reach out to her aching breast and realised that her hands were bound high above her head with a kind of metallic chain. There was a medium sized wooden table with lots of metallic instruments which she couldn’t recognize, placed at some distance from her. She tried to move her feet and saw that her feet were also bound together with another metallic chain. She also realised that she was undressed with only her bra and panties remaining on her. She tried to shake herself free, but the bonds were too tightly tied and escape of any kind was impossible. She knew there was no other option but to wait.
Sometime later, after what seemed like an eternity for Emily, the entrance door to the cellar opened and she could hear female voices in German. She looked up and saw Anna along with another strikingly beautiful brunette talking to each other. After talking for a while both of them climbed down the staircase, closing the entrance door beside them. Anna came in front of Emily, with a sneer on her face.
“So, the Jewish bitch is awake.”, she taunted her.
“You Traitor, you’ll never get away with this”, Emily shouted, the hatred showing in her voice.
Anna responded with a cold stare and punched Emily powerfully in the lower belly with considerable power. A painful gasp escaped Emily’s lips as she bent over slightly.
“Oh what a silly girl I am. Where are my manners? I’m sure you must be dying to know who I really am. Let me introduce myself first. I am Anna Schmidt, Junior officer SS, Woman’s division and this is my colleague Ingrid Muller.”, said Anna motioning towards her colleague as if nothing had happened. “Ingrid this is Emily”, she added.
The brunette named Ingrid stepped forward, looking Emily full in the face and said,”Guten Tag Emily.”, and followed up her greeting with a full blooded punch again to Emily’s lower belly. An agonised shout escaped Emily’s lips, as both her captors laughed mercilessly.
“We and many of our accomplices have planted ourselves in various sensitive allied defence establishments such as Bletchley to gather vital information and pass it back to Berlin. I was stationed in Bletchley to get information of the code breaking process followed here. I discovered that you were the best cryptanalyst in Bletchley and by chance, fate planted you right in my hands.”, Anna explained. “I could easily fool the other people in Bletchley with my false credentials but didn’t realise that you were suspicious of me. After our little ‘accident’ near the bathroom, I realised that I had stupidly given myself away. I decided to act before you raised the alarm.”, she added.
“The people at Bletchley would have realised your true colours. They’ll be searching all over for you. You can’t hope to escape.”, Emily shouted in between painful gasps.
Anna’s lips curved into a cruel and sadistic smile as she replied with relish, “You’re partially right. A massive man-hunt or should I say woman-hunt has been launched in Bletchley and surrounding areas. But the person they search for is not me but YOU.”
Emily was dumbfounded. “You….. you’re bluffing.”, she managed to sputter out.
“It was all very simple.”, Anna replied. “After incapacitating you, I brought you over to this place making sure no one saw me. Then I went back to Bletchley and arranged for some confidential material to disappear. I passed it onto Ingrid who planted the same along with further incriminating material in your house. Soon the alarm was raised and since you were missing, the authorities made a search of your room and found the incriminating stuff carefully hidden away. Now they are searching for you. They think you are the traitor. Come to think of it, you do have German origins and never really mixed with your colleagues. It doesn’t look good for you dear.”
Emily realised the net drawn across her. The very thought of collaborating with the fascist enemy she detested with all her heart started a fury which spread like wildfire across her body and with a snarl she attempted a lunge towards Anna. The chains which tied her were secure, but even so they made a huge clanging sound as Emily tried to break free from the bonds. Soon she realised that the chains were too strong and she gave up, gasping from the exertion. But the look of fury on her face did not change. Anna and Ingrid laughed a cruel and heartless laugh which seemed to ring across the cellar.
“My my, this Jewish bitch sure has some stuff in her.”, Anna said with a sneer.
“Lucky for us this room is soundproof, or else she would have brought down the whole of England here with her noise.”, Ingrid chimed in.
Emily glared at them in cold fury and in a sudden impulse, spat on Anna. A small blob of spittle landed on Anna’s face. For a second there was a flicker of anger, but Anna recovered instantly, smiled at Emily and suddenly, without warning rammed her right knee into Emily’s crotch. A loud yell of pain escaped Emily’s lips as Anna’s knee impacted her groin with sickening accuracy and force. Not to be left behind, Ingrid followed up with another vicious right knee to Emily’s already traumatised region between her legs. Emily attempted to cry out in pain but could only manage a deep and low moaning sound as her mouth opened wide and a small trickle of vomit dropped on the floor. Her legs on impulse tried to fold together but were cruelly held back by the chains.
“You…. You’ll never get away with this,” Emily repeated hoarsely between painful breaths.
"Oh but we very much intend to”, Anna replied smugly. She turned towards Ingrid and said, “Please explain.”
Ingrid came forward and spoke, “Well Emily, it’s like this. You have been working in Bletchley for quite a while and have an intricate knowledge of the code breaking process. We intend to extract every bit of that knowledge from you, by hook or by crook. This will help the Fuehrer’s war effort.”
“I will never co-operate with you. You might as well kill me right here, right now.”, Anna replied with venom despite the pain inside her.
“Nothing would give us greater pleasure than dismembering your filthy Jewish body bit by bit this very moment. However, we are bound by our patriotic duty towards the fatherland.”, Ingrid said with a sigh.
“We will wait until it is dark and then transport you to the coast, where a boat with accomplices will transport you across the Channel to our base in the south of France. There we will interrogate you and extract every bit of valuable information from you.”, Anna added.
Ingrid smiled seeing Anna’s defeated expression and said coldly, “So you see Emily, there is no escape. You have already been branded a traitor and the entire British police and military force is searching for you. Now you have two choices left. Number one, co-operate with us and give us what we want. It will be easier for you and also a chance to redeem yourself to the Fatherland. Second, you continue to be stubborn and we will extract the information from you by force. And I must tell you, the methods used by the Gestapo and SS are not worth mentioning, even for hardened and serious campaigners like Anna and myself.” She said the last sentence with a sadistic smile.
A fire was raging inside Emily’s mind. She was seeing visions of her early childhood in Germany, her father’s last letter, the bodies of her mother and grandmother and various other painful memories. The thought of co-operating with these intruders who had destroyed her family, caused the ill-treatment and deaths of millions of people of her religion revolted her to the core. With eyes blazing in fury, she looked up to both her captors and said with venom, “Go to hell!”
Ingrid was unmoved however, with the show of emotion and simply shrugged.
“Well done! I simply did not expect anything less from you.” Anna replied. Her eyes narrowed in a sadistic expression as she added, “Did you even think for a moment that we would go easy on you, Jewish scum? Well, you have made it easy on us.”
She(Anna) looked at her watch and said, “It will be sometime before the transport arrives. In the meantime, let’s have some fun Ingrid.” She motioned towards the wooden table and the various instruments placed there.
“Just what I was thinking Anna”, Ingrid replied with a chuckle. Together, they lifted the table and brought it closer to Emily. Emily saw the contents of the table for the first time and despite her show of defiance and bravery, felt a pang of nervous apprehension. There were various torture instruments of various types and sizes. There were steel crowbars of varying sizes and dimensions, barbed wire coils, electric batteries with wires, knives, brass knuckles, heavy spanners and the lot.
“Where shall we start Anna?” Ingrid asked expectantly.
“Let’s get warmed up first. All this chatter has made me a bit sluggish.” Anna replied nonchalantly and picked up a heavy steel crow bar of fore-arm length. Ingrid picked up another bar and walked towards Emily. Both were tapping the steel crow bars on their palms menacingly and looking at Emily with sadistic expressions. If there was any hint of fear and anxiety in Emily, she simply did not show it as she met their gaze with calm equanimity. Her eyes glowed with a small fire in them as if she was daring her captors to ‘do their worst’.
To be continued ..........
