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Norway 1940: A female civilian seduces a military leader of the German occupation forces, eventually turning him into her tool to gain power. Bus as the soldier is too paralyzed by her charms, he let things happen and soon he finds himself under the her total tutelage while her girlfriend starts playing with him for fun. What can he do to regain control of his life before he falls too far? And where would he end if he surrender to his seductresses?

Hi! I'm an average guy - who's name is not so important. I'm just very much like you! If I had a choice I would probably be a nice clerk in a bank institute or something like that. But unlike you, I hadn't the luck to live in untroubled times. You can't choose at which time and in which country you are born - so my story starts in the year 1940 when I tried to make my living as an officer of the German army.

In April 1940 the German army occupied Norway in the Operation Weseruebung and my division was sent in. At first we met some unexpected resistance. Armed forces in the north launched an offensive against us in the Battles of Narvik - the Kriegsmarine (= the German navy) lost many ships including the brand new cruiserBluecher . But we finally could force them to surrender on June 10 1940. After King Haakon and the Norwegian government fled to London the power over Norway was wielded by the leader of the German occupation authority, Reichskommissar Josef Terboven. As an officer I was the deputy commander of a platoon containing 31 soldiers. I've never been one of these heroic type of guys, therefore I was not very keen to risk my life in one of the coming battles. So I was very happy when my platoon got the chance to become part of the German occupation forces that were allowed to stay in Norway.

The  new task of our platoon was to enforce the interests of German Reich in a less important region in Northern Norway. We were sent to the main (but still very small) village of the region. The attempt of the commander Otto Maerzen and me to administer the region was to ensure economic stability. Mediating between the Norwegian civilian society and our occupation forces seem to be the key.

So we told our soldiers to consider their job more as a kind of policeman that as a kind of conqueror. Therefore we sent them in light-armed teams of 2-men on patrols to ensure security in the village and gradually win the trust and confidence of its population.

In the meantime I started to make appointments for introductory meetings with the local decision-makers. The first man I invited for a round of talks was the major. He was a kind and quite old man, and didn't speak much. So when I told him about our positions and our vision for co-operation, all he said was that only a few of his citizen were supportive of the occupation and that the vast majority of Norwegians were passively opposing our presence. But at the end he made clear, that his only desire was to avoid any troubles.

Therefore he and I had the same interest to maneuver the region safe through this eventful times and so we had a very pleasant talk sharing half a bottle of the finest aquavit.

During the next days I had very similar talks with the local police governor, the representative of the fishermen association, the priest, the headteacher of the local school and so on. It seemed that occupying a region was in very easy-going job as long as you don't bother the occupied. So I started looking forward staying some pleasing years in Norway - far away from the struggles of war.

I was nearly finished with my introductory meetings when I got an unexpected visitor. I was just writing my daily protocols when the door of my office opened. I looked at two female feet clad in elegant embroidered calf length riding boots. The feet belonged to a  tall, young woman wearing a dark blue tunic and trousers. On her left arm I recognize a yellow sun cross on a red background with two upward pointing swords on a black brassard.

Just I few weeks ago I've learned that this was the uniform of the Kvinnehird. The Kvinnehird was the female branch of the Rikshird, which was the Norwegian form of the German SA. The uniform was made of thick cloth giving her a serious looking of an reputable authority. She was around Twenty-seven years old ... maybe a little older? Certainly not older than Thirty.

After all the average looking Norwegians I had met, this stunning visitor felt kind of surreal to me. So I sounded quite surprised when I asked "Good morning. What can I do for you?".

"I am Lena Nystroem and I'm the local leader of the Kvinnehird regiment 'Haalogaland Northern Norway'. " she answered with a smile and held out her hand.

My God, she is beautiful, I thought as I looked into her face. It was a study in perfection - it was characterised by clearly defined check bones and blue eyes which sparkled with a hint of wicked intent. Just looking at her gave me a thrill.  She must have read my mind as she smiled widely at me.

As we shook hands I noticed that her lovely slender fingers felt cold.

"I've heard that you're platoon will be responsible for administrating this region and I'd like make you an attractive offer."

"And what kind of offer would that be?"

"As you neither speak Norwegian nor know much about our Nordic culture it's obvious that you need some native guide if you want to successfully manage this foreign village. I really like the idea of reestablishing National strength like you did it in Germany. Therefore I'd like to advice your work with my knowledge and maybe even support you with my possibilities as the executive of the local Kvinnehird organization."

I just looked at her for a while. Her full lips were firm and decisive. Her lithe body exuded a controlled sexuality.

"And what kind of compensation do you expect for your advice?" I finally asked.

"I'm just asking for mutual support. One hand washes the other. So we are facing a classical win-win-situation here."

I felt like a little uneasy about her offer as I knew that a ravishing woman like her would normally have been out of my league.

"You seem to be a bit shy for a German soldier. I ain't making you nervous, am I?"

The truth was I felt completely intimidated by the presence of such a beautiful and yet so demanding guest like her. But still I managed to answer "Of course not! It's just that I still have much work to do right now."

Trying to make me sound casually, I added "So thank you in advance for your offer. The idea of co-operating with you and your organization sounds interesting to me."

Her lips twisted in a vicious smile: "Oh, I'm sure that you'll soon find it a lot more than interesting."

"So want do you expect me to say? or do?"

"Say that we have a deal."

"You don't even know me. I could be a boaster or a cheater."

"Are you?"

"Of course not, no, but?"

"So what's the problem? I'm going to advise your administration work and guide you through the particular exceptions of the Scandinavian culture. In return I will ask you from time to time for certain favours that support my career. If you refuse using your influence fulfilling then, I'll find ways to make you regret it." Her smiling eyes made the threat sounded harmless but somehow I knew she meant it seriously.

"That seems to be quite a high price for your advises."

"Believe me, they are worth it!" I was disgusted by so much dauntless boldness. Shouldn't I decide the price since I represented the army that had defeated and occupied her country? But a look at her gorgeous face made me yield again. I knew I couldn?t pull back from her.

?I don?t feel I could refuse to your offer then.?.

With a victorious, flaunting smirk she stuck out her hand to seal our pact.

I took it and was surprised by her firm grip.

"So we have a deal." she stated confidently while her hand still kept gripping mine. Her blue eyes looked directly into mine.

"But why have you made this offer to me and not to commander Maerzen - I'm just his deputy, so he has even more influence?"

"I prefer to work with young and pretty partners. Besides I know that you will be much more dedicated to work with a female partner like me since your broke up with your last German girlfriend six weeks ago."

"How... how do you know?" I looked at her astonished, but she just smiled at me in a somehow conspiratorial way.

Lena shrugged and said "I just know. But I feel that your lonely days as a maverick will finally be over as we will make a great team together! And I can assure you that I will do my best to make your upcoming days in Norway not boring at all."

I was staring at her bewildered. How could she know about me last girlfriend? And what did she meant with her predictions about my upcoming days in Norway?

She just turned around, walked to the door, looked back at me with a slight smile and then closed the door.

I didn't had to wait long until I got the chance to validate what kind of 'team-play' her offer implied. Just at the next week I heard the dull sound of riding boots hitting the stone surface of the main corridor coming quickly closer, and the door opened. A second later I looked into the smiling face of Lena Nystroem. But somehow there was this gleam of mischief in her smile.

"Hello my shy German soldier - we need to talk!"

Without awaiting my response Lena walked over and sat down on my desk. She had dressed in a white, thin white blouse, a dark blue woolen skirt, grey stockings and highly polished leather riding boots.

"I can help you getting some credits for saving this region from saboteurs. Just a few years ago I worked part-time at a horse farm nearby. The stables are owned by Erik Angaard, who is a communist and has tendencies to found a partisan organisation in this peaceful region. I strongly advice you to search his house to secure according evidences and put him to protective custody before it's too late." she demanded leaving no space for doubts.

I could feel the gaze of her sparkling blue eyes on me, lurking for my response. I gulped with a dry throat from a dry mouth.

"But what if we don't find any evidences at his place? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I sent our men to a unsuccessful raid without having the slightest indication for a crime?"

"The significant question is whether you are man enough to get the job done or not. You do want to prove to your platoon that you are capable bearing the responsibility your position, don't you?"

"W-Well y-yes b-but..." I stammered in response.

Her eyes narrowed coldly. "B-but..." she mocked. "But what? What can be more important at this critical phase of you new task than to meet the required leadership skills? Show me, that I wasn't wasting my time when I offered you to be my partner."

Just one more look into her eyes and I  knew that I would give in. So I managed to smile weakly and nod in reply.

Half an hour later I had already requested the small truck of our unit from commander Maerzen and ordered five soldiers of my platoon to escort Lena and me on our excursion. The men took their seat at the cargo area of the truck. But before I could enter the driving cab Lena's look stopped me, "Are you forgetting something?" She wanted me to open the truck door for her, so I went around the other side of the car to fulfill her silent wish, then got back to the drivers side.

Once they got out of the village, the road became lined with a beautiful forest of trees with occasional views of majestic mountains in the distance. But I could not focus much on the beauty of the Norwegian landscape that surrounded us as the view inside the car was even more exquisite.  I found my eyes wandering occasionally to her skirt and her booted legs.

"Keep looking at the road, soldier!" she said with joyous authority, snapping me out of my trance.

Although Lena had caught me snatching glances, she did not pull her skirt down but smiled instead at my embarrassment. For the rest of the ride I didn't dare to look at Lena again but just the knowledge that a beauty like her was sitting right next to me on my passenger side gave me a thrill. From time to time Lena gave me directions where to drive while we spend the rest of the ride in silence.

We arrived half an hour later at a small complex of houses at the end of a lonely street. The place consisted of a main house (which was a wonderful two story home that had been beautifully refurbished) and a long building which seemed to be a riding hall. Behind it I noticed two smaller buildings - probably the stables. Left of these buildings nestled a forest up and there seemed to be a path cutout of the trees that led to a lake.  I parked the truck in front of the house and once again Lena kept waiting for me to open the door for her.  For a moment Lena just stood there, looking at her old workplace, taking it all in.

I ordered Lance Corporal Goetz Goebel to take the men and surround the estate to prevent a potential escape of the inhabitants. Then Lena and I approached to the front door of the main house. There was an old style large porch that ran all along the front. As Lena knocked the door was opened by an older woman (probably Erik's wife). She recognized Lena at once and seemed to be a little shocked to see her again.  As she couldn't speak any German or English I had to let Lena do all the talking. Somehow I felt helpless because I was supposed to be the highest authority here but couldn't even follow the conversation.

Finally Lena turned back to me. "Erik Angaard is working in the stables across the yard - your soldiers can start with their house search here while we will  pay him a short visit. Now follow me to the stables." Lena said to me in the tone of voice that was to be obeyed.

Because I felt a little unsure how to react on her determinant instructions, I jokingly replied. "Your wish is my command."

"Really? I'll have to remember that." she said with a devilish grin on her face.

As Lena walked rather fast I had to hurry to keep up. She opened the old wooden door of the stable building with a loud squeak and motioned me in. Inside I found a skinny man with dusty hair and skin that must be Erik Angaard.

"Hello Mister. I am representing the German occupation forces and..." but before I ended my sentence I noticed that Erik wasn't even looking at me. Instead his eyes were focused on Lena, who stood behind me, left arm across her waist, holding her right elbow as she puffed on the cigarette in her right hand.

"Hi Erik! Are you happy to see me again?"

"Lena! What are you doing here?"

"We just came to talk to you a little."

"Really? So just tell me what you want and then get out of here again!" Erik just replied with a stern upset look on his face.

"How rude! We just came to see what a communist prick like you are doing in times like these." Lena teased.

Seeing my German uniform he began to understand what the purpose of our appearance was.

"I knew that you are a snake, Lena! But be warned : one day the people of Norway will be free again and then they will take revenge on collaborators like you!" Erik called excitedly in a cracking voice as he rushed forward.

Lena made a step forward as well, put her face close to him and blew the smoke of her cigarette in his eyes. "Collaboration became such an unpleasant word nowadays: Let's call it co-operation instead. And beside, how are you so sure that Norway won't celebrated us as the liberators that have freed this land from its rotten constitutional monarchy?" she hissed with some arrogance.

Erik wasn't able to suppress his rising rage : "Lena - you have always been such a bitch, I should have fired you at your very first day of work!"

S-L-A-P! Lena's hand shot out slapping him hard across the face. Erik felt back from surprise.

"Don't treat me like your maidservant again. This time the tables have turned! And I will make you regret how you have treated me at that time." Lena warned him in a dangerously silky voice.

"Listen, Lena! If you want to take me down I will take you with me! I might not know it, but I still have your letters. So better think twice before you start anything stupid!" he shouted back.

With that her face froze in anger. After a short moment of cold silence, she threw her cigarette on the floor. Then everything happened very fast. She stepped to me taking my Lunger  out of my gun belt. There was a loud bang and red blood shooting out of Erik's chest. He staggered off balance and tumbled to the ground with a thud. Dead!

There was a sudden, deathly silence and I was wondering what was going on here. Just a moment ago I though of this examination as standard day-work and now I found myself in the middle of a bloody mess.

"Wh..What have you done?"

Lena was still staring at Erik's dead body but suddenly a big malicious smile appeared at her beautiful face.

"Me? Every assessor would determine that it was your Lunger that killed him and that there are just your fingerprints on the weapon. Believe me - you will be in big troubles when you want to blame an innocent civilian like me for Erik's death."

Lena wasn't threatening me, was she? My face grew even hotter. But she was right. As her hands were gripped in decoratively perforated gauntlets there wouldn't be any fingerprints of her on the weapon.

"If I were you, I would better tell them the alternative truth - he has shown resistance against you and you had to shoot him in self-defence." Lena proposed while watching me with a conspiratorial smile. I felt myself squirm inside, unsure of what to do or say.

As she noticed my confusion, she spoke in a gently voice: "Now that I know what a sensitive soul you are, let me assure you that everything is going to be fine as long as you play along my rules. We will arrest Erik's wife and send her to imprisonment on remand until we have collected enough evidences to lock her up for life time. I will be your reliable witness when you report this killing in self-defence to your commander. No-one will doubt us."

I really wanted to believe her. She drew closer to me and her luscious lips nearly brushed my ear as she whispered "Do you feel the power we have now? I want you to enjoy it."

She paused for effect. It affected me all right. Lena was as lovely as she was lethal and I was as afraid of her as I was spellbound by her. I just couldn't find the courage to oppose against an irresistible beauty like her.

At this moment Erik's wife entered the stable followed by Lance Corporal Goebel and the four other soldiers of my unit after they must have heard the shoot. When Mrs. Angaard saw her dead husband lying at the floor her eyes went wide in shock. Observing her agony Lena's soft lips curled up into a wicked smile. Without a trace of mercy Lena commanded "Hands behind your back, Mrs. Angaard. You're under arrest."

Lance Corporal Goebel stared at them, puzzled. Then he looked at me  "Am I to understand that you are authorising a warrant of arrest against Mrs. Angaard?" he asked, his voice

colored with disbelief. I felt trapped. Surely there was only one answer that would save me from Lena's threat. Lena definitely had the streak of the devil in her. And I was the one who had signed a sale contract for my soul with this devil. With an inward sigh, I just nodded at Lance Corporal Goebel to authorize the detention and went out. Outside it was such a peaceful and gorgeous sunny day that the whole situation felt totally unreal...

As Lena has predicted, I had no credibility problems with my report that Erik Angaard was killed by me in an act of self-defence. Only our Lance Corporal Goetz Goebel seemed to had a suspicions that my story was not completely true.

But even he had to give up his mistrust after  my unit found proofs that convicted Erik Angaard as an active communist and organizer of recent partisan activities. Although I'm not sure what kind of role Lena was playing, when she "helped" us to find these proofs.

I also wondered what Erik had meant when he mentioned these "letters" from Lena? What was her dark secret that she wanted to kept confidential so vehemently?

Burdened with all this open questions I felt very queasy when I signed the command to deport Mrs. Angaard for further interrogations to the Sicherheitsdienst headquarter in "VictoriaTerrasse" in central Oslo.

Just another day later I got another visit from Lena. She just entered my office and before I could say anything, she already had shut the door behind her and leaned back against the doorknob.

"Good morning, my shy German soldier!"

"Good morning, Miss Nystroem. Come on in."

"I'm already in," she said deliberately and looked at me with her wicked blue eyes. She kept standing at the doorway, blocking the exit of my office with her grandiose figure giving me time to take her beauty and glory in. She was all dressed in her blue NS uniform again. The highest button of her blouse were open, so that I could see the silver collar that circled her neck which highlighted the creamy smoothness of her skin above her breasts. A small Mj?lner-amulet in dark silver symbolizing the hammer of the Nordic god Thor was hanging on the collar.

I was grateful for the desk that built a barrier between us and hid the erection in my trousers. By seeing me blush, she walked towards me, pulled out the chair in front of my desk and sat down, carefully crossing her legs.

"I have investigated a little about a current asset law regulations : as Erik Angaard has departed this world and his inheritor is jailed in Oslo the property of the Angaards is to be managed by the German occupation force. Just by signing a confiscation order you can empower yourself the authority of disposal. With this formal act Erik's horse farm would lie in your hands and you would even be entitled to sell this estate like any other good that has been confiscated by the German Wehrmacht. I have saved some money and want to buy the estate of the Angaards from you for 12000 Norwegian krones."

The krone was pegged to the Reichsmark at a rate of 1 krone = 0.6 Reichsmark, so Lena was offering me the price of just 7200 Reichsmark. This offer was ridiculous, as the estate including a house, stables and a riding hall was worth easily a quarter of a million Reichsmark. That fact, that Lena wanted to take personal advantage of me in such an obvious way, made me feel uneasy and I wasn't sure of how I should react. So I cleared my throat first.

She smiled at me. Or was it a snarl?

"I don't know...I think that it won't be possible for me to explain such a low price to my commander...I mean...don't get me wrong but...how should I?" I stuttered as sitting so close to a beauty like her made me nervous and my knees began to buckle.

For a mesmerizing moment she was silent, her expression unreadable. Then she said, almost to herself : ?"Oh, I? am sorry if you think that I might try to take advantage of you, but you also might want to remember our agreement. While you could harvest the fruits of our common strike against the subversive Erik Angaard, I think it is only fair that you should show a little cooperation here to balance the benefits of our relation, don't you think?"

"I appreciate that you? have been following our common ambitions very well so far - but the price is NOT negotiable. Do I not make myself clear, soldier?" " she completed with an aristocratic tone of voice. The look on Lena's face just enforced the irrevocable character of her statement. I gulped again and looked at her with a demure glance. "I see your point, Miss Nystroem." I replied trying hard not to sound like I caved in, as I didn't know what else to do.

I watch as the expression on Lena's face changed from the 'warning' expression to a soft subtle smile. I felt relieved!

"This estate includes 6 horses, 5 buildings and over 100 acres of land. How do you...I mean, what are you planning to do which such a big estate?"

"Five years ago I used to be a dressage rider and an show jumper. I'm planning to invest my ambitions to up grade this horse farm to a elite riding academy and teach both disciplines in more depth to young women of the Kvinnehird section that I will supervise. These girls have much potential that I like to direct and refine to perfection."

I flicked my gaze up at her, having a hard time taking my eyes off those shapely legs in gleaming silken stockings and those shining black boots? I thought that such a woman would have never paid any attention to me as a was Mr. Nobody in Germany. Here in Norway I had at least to offer her some of my power as a member of the occupation force.

I find myself trying to impress Lena with an intelligent questions, so I asked:

"On which breed do you want to focus you stable?"

"There are 3 different Norwegian horse breeds: The fjord horse, the North Norwegian mountain horse and the Forestry horse. I like the Fjord horse the most as it was developed for the steep landscape of fjords and mountains. Perfect traits for a hunt!" was her direct answer.

I totally had forgot to think about a following question and now there was this awkward silence. I have to stop shaking ... I have to stop shaking I was thinking to myself. Another switch in my brain had been turned to on, another junction had been sealed and I was feeling the effects of it throughout my inner being.

She looked at me, raising an eyebrow, awaiting a reaction.

?Okay, Miss Nystroem!" I gasped out. "I will sell this estate to you, but only under the condition that--?

Lena gestured me to silence with a finger to her red upper lip, which lifted slightly and charmingly off her even, white front teeth. She moved her face close to mine ... so close my senses were again filled with the wonderful scent she was wearing.

"No - there won't be any conditions, soldier! The deal is sealed now!"

At that Lena kissed me abruptly on the mouth. I felt her tongue licking the small split in the back of my now throbbing and swollen upper lip."Mmmmmm..." she purred. "Now I've tasted your blood, my shy German soldier. It's delicious! So I'm afraid this won't be the last time." I could not find words to respond to this, and let out a long, shuddering, speechless breath.

Lena smiled viciously at me, her fingers slid tantalisingly up into my hair in such a way that tingles flowed over my entire skin as every tiny hair stood erect. Her tongue traced the outline of my ear and I barely heard her whisper: "Thank you, my shy German soldier. I expect you to deliver me the documents of the property ownership tomorrow at 10 o'clock at my place."

Then she turned and walked away, smiling once at me over her shoulder. Even after she was long gone I remained silent on my chair. I still could hear the sound of her boots in my ears, still smell her perfume in my nose, still taste her lipstick on my lips and still feel the blood pumping in my erect penis. She had captured all my senses. It was the first time of my life that I fully understood what I means to get bewitched.

On the next day I knocked at Lena's door punctual at ten o'clock as she had ordered me the day before. To my surprise the door was opened by an older woman - probably Lena's mother. "Good morning. May I speak with Lena Nystroem, please?"

Without answering me, the woman turned her head and shouted some unknown words in Norwegian through the flat. Then she just left. Soon Lena face appeared at the door. She smiled at me, revealing her perfect white teeth, a deep burgundy lipstick outlining her mouth. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she wore a skintight white sweater. Her waist was encircled by a flowing silk skirt of crimson, while her legs ended in black patent leather boots - once again she looked unbelievable stunning.

"Good morning, Miss Nystroem. I came to hand you out the deed of ownership for the stables. You just have to sign the contract that I have prepared."

"That's so nice from you, my brave soldier. Now I finally can move out of this lousy room at my parents flat. As you have proven your usefulness as my partner, I can call me Lena from now on."

After a short second of silence she commanded me to say "Thank you!".

"Oh, I'm sorry.  Thank you very much for trust you put in me, Lena." I stammered in confusion as I haven't expected this kind of dialogue.

A wicked heartfelt smile crossed her lips before Lena ordered me into the flat.  She conducted me through down a corridor.  I was curious as to what sort of home Lena lived in and only managed to catch a glimpse of beautiful furniture and paintings on the walls before Lena called: "Alina - come here to greet our guest!"

The door opened by a young woman with a nicely proportioned very feminine figure. She wore a ruby coloured sun dress that stopped precisely at your knees showing a pair of shiny black boots with heels and a rounded front.

"I'd like to introduce to you Alina Valaas. She is my newest member of my Kvinnehird section. - Alina, this is the German that was so kind to sell my the horse farm for such an attractive price."

"Pleased." she said and shook my hand. When her eyes met mine, I felt electricity in the air and my stomach was turning inside me.

?Hello, Ma?am,? I said softly, bobbing a bit.

She had a wavy head of brown hair that framed an young and intelligent face with high cheek bones, big brown eyes highlighted with mascara and pouting lips with sensible light lipstick giving her sweet face an innocent look.

"Alina had to flee from the military actions in Finnish Karelia." Lena continued turning toward me "And as she has no other place to stay at the moment, she will join us on our tour to the horse farm where she will move in with me as my personal assistant."

I remembered that Finland fought the Soviet Union in the Winter War of 1939?40 after the Soviet Union had attacked Finland. In this fighting Finland ceded most of Finnish Karelia so that a lot of evacuees fled these area. The last months must have been a real horror to her - I felt really sorry. But being me, I didn't have enough courage to express my feelings or even to ask her anything about her recent past.

In the meantime Lena had organized three glasses and a bottle of champagne out from somewhere and filled the three glasses. Then she asked us to sit down. I did as I was told. Her couch was as comfy as it looked. Lena sat down next to me and signed the contract of purchase without any hesitation.

"I'm so happy that I can move out of the home of my parents now. Thanks for that, soldier!" Lena commented her act and raised her glass. "So to what toast are we drinking?" I asked.

?Possibilities? Let's drink to you and your hidden possibilities??  Lena answered. The way she said it made me feel uneasy.

Alina smiled traitorously to me as we drank. I wondered if she already knew what kind of possibilities exactly Lena was going to require from me in the near future. I was certain that Lena was going to show me soon. After we emptied our glasses, Lena asked  "Do you remember that you have noted that my wish would be your command?"

"Yes" I admitted nervously. The champagne was already whirling through my brain.

"Now you get the chance to prove me that you are man enough to stand by his word. My wish is that you chauffeur me and Alina to my new horse farm. But before I wish that you bring this stuff over there into your car!" Lena replied with a threatening tone in her voice.

The car belonged to the German army and I had told my comrades that I would return it in two hours but what kind of soldier would I be if I would break my word to Lena now. So I once again followed Lena's wishes.

While I got the stuff into my car, Lena had changed into riding gear: a black jacket, gloves, white breeches and black riding boots. Her hair was drawn back now. See stood jauntily her right hand on her hip waiting for me to finish my work. Alina soon followed behind her. This time I opened the door of the car for Lena without being asked to avoid being further embarrassed by her request to do so. But Lena paid me nary a notice as she sat comfortably down in the passenger seat. So I nervously hold the other door, waiting for Alina to get in the car. I don't know how she have reacted as didn't tried to avoid looking into her face.

After we had left the village Lena turned her head to you sitting on the backseat and stated "Just a few minutes ago I told my mother that I am moving out of her flat. She tired to act like she was sorry but I know, inwardly, she was relieved. And so am I! I waited for so long to have my own little realm." Totally relaxed Lena crouched down in the seat and extended her legs up on the dash board. Then she opened her boots and started to massage her calves. I just couldn't take my eyes off her shapely long legs and the boots that were made of the finest grade of leather. Soon my cock hardened.

"Are you enjoying the view?" she asked me.

"Eh...I? I? I?m sorry!?. I stammered.

?Sorry for what?? she asked lurking for my embarrassment.

?I am sorry for? sorry for?? I struggled to phrase it in just the right way, but it was hard with her sitting so close, glaring at me.

?Hmmmm??

I groaned. ?...sorry for looking at you that way at your legs and your boots.? I finished miserably.

She relented. ?You see: That wasn?t so hard, was it? I accept your apology.? I felt that Lena just wanted to embarrass me in front of Alina and this feeling made me blush even deeper. All of a sudden Lena placed her hand on my lap, teasingly rubbing my crotch. I felt mortified but didn't dare to protest.

Fortunately Alina ended this awkward situation by asking Lena "So you have worked at this horse farm before?" "Yes, as an assistant riding teacher. I had really a great time there, even although Erik Angaard was such an asshole!" "I am very curious to see the rest of the house. Would you give us a guided tour when we are there?" "Of course, Alina!"

Finally we arrived at the horse farm. After I got out of the car and had opened the doors for my two passengers, I breathed in the fresh air to relax from my recent tensions. I really needed a break. I hadn't notice Lena approaching me from behind as I suddenly heard her whisper into my ear, "Ready for joining the tour for Alina around the estate, soldier?" "...Yes...of course, Lena."

So we went into the riding hall.

This riding hall was really classical. The floorboards squealed under my steps and I could smell old hay and raw wood everywhere. But my eyes kept watching Alina flipping her shoulder length black hair back over her shoulder. Her big brown eyes sparkled with delight as she looked around the hall. After a short moment Lena continued her little guide tour : "This is where the horses are exercised. A few years ago I used to be quite a good dressage rider and show jumper. I learned both disciplines in this hall. At the time I was working here there was hosted an annual hunt with more the 20 riders. I really loved it! Actually I am thinking about hosting new hunts soon."

At the very end of the riding hall leaded a door into a smaller area - the stable stalls. "In this stables are held different Norwegian horse breeds. I always ride a Fjord horse as it was developed for the steep landscape of Fjords and Mountains. It's is probably quite closely linked to the ancient North Asian wild horse, so it still has a lot of its original wildness."

S-L-A-M !

We were startled by the sound of the door slamming behind us, was there someone there? Was it the wind? All three of us became silent as we struggled to hear. Suddenly Lena took a riding crop from the nearby stable wall and walked right to the source of the sound. Alina and I just followed her.

"Knut! What are you doing here?" Lena shouted. In the corner of the next room I could see a ducked stable-boy filling water into the watering place of the horses.

Lena smiled, looking down at him. "Get up Knut!" she told him. Alina watched Knut's slow raising with a smirking grin across her face.

?Are you going to explain yourself then?? Lena continued her questioning.

"I just doing my job here as Erik Angaard has ordered me, Lena. So I clean stalls and attend to the horses."

"Haven't you notice that Erik Angaard isn't present here anymore, stupid?"

"Listen Lena, I'm employed to maintain these stables and therefore I will continue to do so until Erik Angaard is telling me otherwise! So you better let me finish my work now and leave. And don't forget to take your friends with you!"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your work ..." Lena mocked. "...but I think you won't have a chance to work here anymore until you show me and my friends some more respect."

"Ahh....shut up, bitch!"

With that Lena raise her riding crop into the air? then it comes down fast. Whistling through the air, it contacts with Knut's left knee and he goes down falling into the hay on the floor.

"You might like to know that I've just bought these stables. Therefore I'm responsible for your employment here now. And as far as I see it, Knut, you are fired!"

Lena stands right above him carrying her riding crop in her right hand. And the uncompromising appearance of her beautiful face gave the impression that she would not have any qualms about using that riding crop on him for a second time.

Yelping in pain, Knut cried "What? No! .... What happened to Erik?"

"He has departed this world. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to show resistance against the German forces. So now there is only me to deal with at this horse farm now."

"I didn't know, Lena! I mean... Please, I need this job! If you would only give me a second chance."

Lena rolled her eyes and laughed.

"A chance? You are my salaried labourer. Therefore I do not give out 'chances' to you. I deliver commands, and you must obey them."

"Come on Lena. Please, I promise that I won't question you again!" pleaded Knut.

"Really, Knut? Then kneel." Lena suggested being bemused at Knut's struggles.

"But..."

"You are not the smartest stable boy, are you? If you really want to keep you job, you better show me that you are able to accept my new authority and kneel! "

Holding the tip of the riding crop on side of Knut's face, Knut went silent and knelt in front of her. Lena  lifted her foot and tapped his balls with the toe of her leather riding boot. He quivered like a frightened animal. With a satisfied grin Lena kept looking down at him kneeling on the floor.

?Now kiss my left foot and apologize for your rude words against me!?

"Come on, Lena. You must be kidding. This is humiliating."

Knut's resistance was rewarded with a short sharp jolt of electricity from Lena's crop.

"Yes, I know it is humiliating, because it is meant to be humiliating. It proves us that you don't have any choices here, Knut!"

He looked up at Lena in disbelief which just caused Lena to giggle.  Finally he crawled across the floor as she stretched her foot forward. Lifting Lena's boot with both hands towards his mouth, Knut started kissing the boot, maybe afraid to say anymore for fear he would lose this chance. I was aghast by this scene ofunreined repression, but when I looked at Alina I saw a gleam in her eyes that showed amused fascination instead. Should she actually enjoy the suffering of this poor man!?

?Have you learned your lesson, stable-boy?? enquired Lena with a stern voice.

?Yes! S.ss..Sorry Lena.? Knut mumbled.

"I guess it's only appropriate to address me as your mistress from now on. So say it again, please." Lena gloated. "And this time loud enough for my attendants to hear.

Knut cleared his throat. "I am sorry, mistress. Please let me keep this job." he said.

"Apology accepted. Now fill the bins for the horses with oats and feed them carrots! Then immediately report to me to discuss the conditions for your further employment."

Without even looking back, Lena began walking into the main house. She was followed by both of us.

I was still shocked by the abuse the man had to take from Lena. I couldn?t help but feel a creeping sense of fear come over me. Alina on the other hand let out uninhibited amusement about the scene that she has just witnessed. Turning to Lena she noted "That was so amazing! You really showed these stable-boy who is his superior, Lena."

"This stable-boy is named Knut Baardseth. We used to work together at this place, when I was still a horse trainer. But while I was already making plans for my future he kept being happy with satisfying his boss.  He made the big mistake not to see that I will make it some day while he always will stay at the bottom of the system. So I just have to show him that I am the boss now." Lena laughed.

As I went awkwardly behind them, I could not help looking up Alina's ruby summer dress swinging as she ascended the stairs to the main door. Her firm, round bottom bounced and flexed under the skirt with each step. ?Enjoying the view?? she turned to look down at me over her shoulder. ?Well...I guess.? I croaked.

I was shocked to be embarrassed by her as I still though about Alina as an innocent young woman. But influenced by Lena's aura it seemed that she have started to discover a new, dominant streak in herself. Lena giggled and commented "He is such a lucky German soldier!"

Turning to me she asked "So, tell me: Are you trying to figure out the color of her panties yet?"

I looked at Lena, but she just smiled and turned away entering the house. Before I could enter the house as well, Lena turned to me again and just ordered:

"My next wish to you is to get my and Alina's luggage from the car and move it into the corridor. Then meet us in the Drawing Room."

It was becoming clear that Lena was manipulating me whenever she could. I had to admit that I loved to be in her company, but I didn't know whether I was prepared to become her lackey like that. I guess I was, because moments later I was carrying their luggage into the house. When I was finished, I proceed down the corridor in the direction than I had seen Lena and you proceed figuring that would be where I would find the Drawing Room. I came to a large set of double doors. As one of them was open, I could peek inside and saw Lena and Alina sitting in large leather armchairs chatting with each other in Norwegian. As I didn't understood what you were talking about, I used the opportunity to soak in the warm atmosphere of this room. It was immaculate and cozy at the same time. But with Lena and Alina inside the room became some kind of a dedicated, sacred place - it seemed to me that the whole room breathed dark, feminine eroticism.

"Ah..soldier! It's a pity that it took you so long to get the luggage in since I've shown Alina already the upper floor and her new room." Lena addressed me out of a sudden. "But as you are already standing: would you serve us a bottle of red wine from the cupboard?"

So I got two wine glasses from the upper cabinet, took a bottle of wine out of the cupboard, popped the cork, and poured three glasses for each of us. Then I put the bottle back into the cupboard, picked up two glasses and walked over to them.  Surprisingly Lena stood up as handed her one of the glasses. As I wanted to take the third glass for me I learned why. Her beautiful manicured hand cutted with a 'sloosh' through the stillness of the air in the room. I felt a stinging pain on my face even before I heard the sound of the slap.

Then I heard the harsh voice of Lena: "Let me make one thing clear for you, soldier: All the stuff in this house belongs to me now - so you will have to ask me for this little drink first."

I swallowed a dry swallow. I knew that should have immediately left the house under a loud protest to save the rest of my dignity. But then again I thought about my luck to sit here with this two beautiful women while most of my comrades were sitting in a muddy shell-hole right now. So I asked Lena as requested "May I have a drink of wine?" and after a brief pause I even added "Please?".

She chuckled softly at me, looking superb and utterly, utterly in control. "Just one sip."

I raised the glass to my lips and drank a small amount of wine before I put the glass back on the table. Watching me caving in to Lena's absurd rules, Alina just showed me a superior smile and gently shook her head in mocked pity. Then she took a boastful swig of wine for herself.

Soon the two women continued their conversation in Norwegian essentially ignoring me, except when one of them wanted a glass refilled. My mind began to drift backward. How did I get here? I felt as though I was in a light mist, so I didn't even notice that Alina had left the room to place her stuff that I've just had unloaded from the car into her new room.

In the meantime Lena had approached me silently and spoke to me in a breathy sensual tone, which I had never heard from her before:

"I know that our relationship must seem to have become a bit harsh for you lately and I apologize if I?ve made you uncomfortable in any way. Please understand that I just experience a new situation. Just a few days ago my future looked grey as I planed to follow the boring steps of my mothers "career" as a housewife. Thanks to our special relationship, I've gained a total new level of power. As the owner of this horse farm I now will be mistress of my own destiny. I?ve had a desire to do something like this for some time now. And by the way: Shooting this dork called Erik was so unbelievable exciting, wasn't it?" Without waiting for my answer, Lena went to the bookshelf and took picture frame with a wedding photo of Erik and his wife in her hand.

"Erik really was a dork - he wanted to exploit my skills as a professional horse trainer on his farm without participating my on the profits." she continued, speaking stonily as if I was not there. "He believed very strongly that his workforce should be made to acknowledge his superiority and leave all the power to him. But unlike most of his staff I have never been someone who ceded her power to his dull regime. When I dedicated myself to the task of a horse trainer, I always did it on my own terms. But I had more spirit than Erik could ever handle. So one day after a heating argument he has fired me immediately. It happened just a week before I was going to take an examination to become an official accredited horse trainer. He just wanted to destroy my career perspective. How much have I hated him for that." Lena spat out.

As she spoke her face grew red with passion, making her look even more attractive. Lena suddenly seemed to realise that she was getting a little too excited. She hastily composed herself and put on her friendly smile once more.

"But at the end he has lost his life and I won his farm. I was so thrilled by the triumph when I finally saw this dork Erik dying at my feet. In fact I feel a big wave of satisfaction rushing over me each time I think about the fact, that it was me who killed him and sent his wife to prison. Knowing I could simply ruin peoples lives for the fun of it, gives me an unbelievable feeling of power. I think I always loved this feeling of absolute triumph and success. Since I was a little girl I always had to win any kind of game." said Lena cheerfully and replaced the picture frame back to its rightful place on the bookshelf.

Suddenly she looked deep my eyes. I started to feel just a little nervous under her watchful gaze.

"You can call yourself lucky that you have found in me your partner and not your enemy. So I would strongly advise you to keep supporting my ambitions to ensure my favour with you."

After a short pause she added: "I know that I might feel abused sometimes but like I already have said, this is not my intention. You have to understand that there's only room for one scoutmaster in our relationship. So if you want us to become a successful team you will have to follow my guidance."

Lena took a long sip of wine and stared boldly at me. I felt getting lost in her eyes. "Are you still serious about continuing to be my partner under this conditions?."

"S..Sure!"

"This is a very serious question. Think carefully about your answer and be honest. If we continue what we have started, I'm going to exploit your skills and authorisations to our mutual benefit. You're still sure that this is what you actually want?"

"Yes, Lena." I replied in awe not only of her blossoming beauty, but her growing power and enjoyment thereof.

Lena sat down on the chair and crossed her shapely legs.

"Would you follow my guidance even if it means that you have to sacrifice your own career plans to my interests?" she dug deeper looking directly into my eye. This look sent a small chill of excitement coursing down my spine. I instinctively sensed that this was not a game being played. But still I answered "Yes, I would."

I saw a smile cross her lips, one which I had never seen before, not just playful, not just sexual, but cruel. For a brief second, her eyes filled with pity, and her expression changed "I hope you know what you are doing, soldier. But you've made your decision and I will exploit you for my personal comfort in ways that might thrill your innards." After a short pause she finished off her glass of wine  and added with a smirk all over her face "But who knows soldier, maybe you even start to like being a lackey!?! Now, go pour me another glass of red wine."

I took the glass that Lena held it out to me. Walking back into the cupboard, I quickly poured Lena another glass of wine and then returned and held out the glass for her to take.

"Very good," she commented.

Lena took another a sip of wine while her eyes kept focused on me. The tone of her voice dramatically changed as she ordered: "Now get down on your knees in front of me."

"But...what if Alina comes in to...."

Just giving me a cold look by raising one eyebrow made me shiver and kneel down in front of her. I stared down at her shining black boots. The sight was terribly erotic and I wanted desperately to touch this booted legs.

"Would you like to kiss my boots?" she asked.

I was surprised by her offer. Of course I wanted to kiss the boots of this beautiful woman. Awaiting my answer Lena crossed her right leg over the left.

"Well?"

"Yes, Lena." I finally answered. "It would be a pleasure to kiss your boots."

"But before I want you to place your hands behind your back and keep them there." she continued. " Do you understand?"

"Yes," I answered and obeyed.

"That's better," Lena said.

Lena finished off the wine and then set the glass down on the table. Lena leaned back so that she could watch me better. Her legs still crossed she raised the foot of her upper leg until it was at the level of my head. My lips touched the toe of her boot and I felt a deep primal stirring in the area of my groin. I imagined that my wrists handcuffed behind my back which made me feel even more helpless in front of her. Just some moments ago I've seen the stable-boy kissing this boots and now it was already up to me to show Lena my utter devotion this way, I thought to myself.

In the middle of my kiss I heard footsteps coming closer. Lena looked over where the sound was coming from. From her vantage point she must already have seen Alina coming. The fear of being discovered by Alina in this devoted position overwhelmed me, as I had hoped that she might gonna like me. Lena obviously enjoyed my rising horror. Seeing my fidgeting, she put her boot on my crotch, pressed it down on my penis and ordered me "Stay where you are!".

As I didn't dare to stand up against her will I just stopped breathing. Then Alina stepped into view. "Wow." was all she exclaimed, leaving me unsure how much shocked she really were. I kept my eyes averted. I was mortified when Lena's foot sole touched my deflated penis because I felt him slowly rising now.

"I think the soldier has just found a new commander." Alina commented the scenery.

"Indeed." Lena agreed. "Have you finished unpacking your stuff, Alina?"

"Yes. So when will we go back to get the rest?"

"This day is still young, so why don't you get it now? As I will be busy cleaning out this rooms from Erik's old stuff, I won't be able to join you. But I will borrow the strong hands of my German partner here to you." Lena offered her without even looking at me first.

Turning to me Lena just commanded me with supreme confidence: "Alina has the keys to my mothers house. She will show you which boxes have to be carried here, my soldier."

With that she even increased the pressure of her boot on my crotch for a final moment. Then she put her foot back to the ground letting me stand up again. Lena walked away, leaving me with Alina. As I looked at her, her big brown eyes looked back on mine, studying me.

"Let's go, soldier!" she said motioning to the corridor we came from.

As soon as we arrived at the car, I've heard Alina's sweet voice asking "Can I drive?"

As the car was property of the German Wehrmacht, it was strictly forbidden to let any civilian person drive. The mischievousness in her beautiful smile showed me that she knew this rule too. The fact that Alina still had the boldness to ask me this question should have infuriated me but instead all I could think of was what a cute young woman she was.

I looked at her face and noticed that this cuteness based mainly on little details like the wisp of her hair in front of the ears. It made my heart crush.

After a this moment of silence Alina implored: "Pleeeeeeeeease".

I turned red. Looking back, I think that I was even then already well on my way to become anxious to please Alina. So I just nod my head and handed over the keys into her soft little hand.

"You're so kind. Thank you." she stated innocently.

So I entered at the passengers side of the car. Before I have a chance to fasten my seat-belt, Alina already had started the engine, positioned her boot over the gas pedal and pushed it down all the way to the floor. We hit the road.

After we rode a short moment in silence, Alina turned to me and asked "So tell me: what is it between you and Lena?"

"We discovered that we both have common targets and so we support each other to archive them. That's all."

"You sure? Let me tell you a fable that my grandmother has told me when I was a little girl: 'Once there was a furry rabbit hopping happily along the forest floor when she notice the little, helpless snake that had been orphaned. Because the little snake had such a colorful and beautiful skin the rabbit began feeding the snake. The snake was very thankful to the rabbit as she was too weak to find food for herself. But as the snake grew, it started to become stronger and demanded more and more food from the rabbit. The rabbit became afraid of the snake at her poison fang had developed dangerously. So the rabbit worked all day to keep the mood of her greedy adoptive child peaceful. But as the snake kept growing so did her hunger and one day the rabbit failed to fulfill the never-ending demands of the snake. That was the day the rabbit was eaten.'."

"This is a nice story, but do you really want to hint that the tale has something to do with the relation between Lena and me?"

"I think, Lena is more woman than you can handle. And inside your heart you know that too. She's gonna exploit you until you offer no more benefits to her. At this day she will drop you."

"You are exaggerating Lena's influence over me, don't you think?" I tried to sound fairly assertive: But the longer I thought about her dark prediction the more scared I became that Alina's metaphor might not be that inappropriate. Was I really behaving so foolish as the rabbit of her tale?

"Whatever! But don't say that you haven't be warned later!" Alina stated in total confidence of being right. I felt me self-esteem drop and avoided to make any more eye contacts with her.

"So tell me, how does it feel to kiss the boots of your 'coequal partner', then?" my cheeky driver kept abashing me.

"That...was...just...a spontaneous test of courage." I managed to answer.

Alina slowly nodded, a little in skepticism.  ?Your relation really seems quite odd to me!"

For a moment  there was an embarrassing silence before she turned to me again : "So do you have the 'courage' to admire me in my boots too?"

I glanced at her legs. Her summer dress was parted just enough to afford me a small view of her well toned thighs. These thighs tapered down to very beautiful calves which were encased in highly polished leather-boots. As I was not sure what kind of admiration Alina meant with her tricky question, I didn't know how to answer. But the longer her eyes lingered on me the more uncomfortable I grew with this unpleasant question.

"Well, the boots really accentuate your beautiful legs and I think that look seriously sexy in them. But I'm even more captivated by the women whose feet are inside the boots." I managed to answer this awkward question true-fully.

"How charming! You don't seem to be anything like the brutal German soldiers we have been warned for - at the end I even might miss you after you have been eaten by the snake!" Alina stated with a wide grin on her face.

I was extremely happy for this shown sympathy (or was it just sham sympathy?) and felt as though I had passed some kind of test. I couldn't say why Alina's approval was so important to me but it definitely was!

After we drove a while in silence Alina suddenly asked me "Do you know anything about the Valkyries?"

"Not very much I must confess!" I replied.

"In our Scandinavian mythology the Valkyries are divine warrior maidens mounted on horses. The shining splendour of their armour as they ride across the early morning sky is what causes the Northern Lights. The Valkyries could grab any defeated warrior they fancy and take him away to Valhalla. There have been 13 different Valkyries at all and people believe, that there are still Scandinavian women who are a direct offspring of the Valkyries and have therefore inherit their special skills. Lena for example has the same abilities as Herfjoturr who bound  warriors with a magic chain whereupon they were paralyzed by her pure beauty. What do you think of that?"

I turned slightly and found her eyeing me out of the corner of her eyes. Once again I didn't know what to reply. Although I claimed myself of being an rationalist and didn't believe in witches, Valkyries and other mythology. But her story still scared me because Lena indeed seemed to be able to paralyze my senses just like Herfjoturr.

I thought that the best way to hide my uneasiness was to ask Alina "Is there a Valkyrie that you are fitting to?"

"When I was a little girl my grandmother used to call me after the Valkyrie 'Hladgunnr'."

"And why did your grandmother gave you that name?" I kept asking.

"Hladgunnr used to set traps for her victims, just like I entrapped my nephews I was young. Sometimes I left them in the trap and teased them until they had surrendered their whole pocket-money to me. "

I stared at you in disbelief as I haven't expected a sweet looking girl like Alina to have such nasty passions. I the meantime we had arrived at the house of Lena's mother and so Alina stopped the car and looked at me with sparkling eyes and a devilish grin on your face, which gave her lovely face a new streak of sexiness.

"I'm not the innocent you might believe me to be, soldier. In fact I still like to entrap men from time to time." she said while patting my cheek gently. I must have looked like a total geek sitting there in stunned silence, my mouth hanging open.

Then Alina just got out of the car. Outside she stretched herself happily, took a deep lungful of the clean spring air and cast an cheerful glance at me and stated joyfully "It's so kind from you that you're gonna help me carrying my stuff. So let's go!". I followed her inside the house.

As we entered the room where her remaining stuff was stored, I looked at a least a dozen of packing boxes that lined the wall.

"I packed most of my things yesterday but some of the boxes are a little heavy. It would be very nice from you, if can help me with them." Alina explained to me. "Sure!"

"So let's start right now so that we will be finished earlier" she suggested.

Obediently I grab the first box and start carrying it into the car, carefully avoiding banging against anything for fear of damaging something.

"I'm glad to see that my belongings will be in good hands!" Alina commented, watching me work with her arms folded. But instead of joining me with the work, she trotted off into the next room and out of my line of sight. I heard her rummaging around in the packing boxes a bit. When I returned from the car she still didn't bother to help me. Instead I found her sitting on a bench with crossed legs and reading a novel.

Although I was happy to help you moving to Lena's horse farm, I never thought I would have to carry all the stuff alone. Her idleness was embarrassing me, wasn't it? But as Alina just kept ignoring me while I was standing in front of her and didn't know how to react on this provocation, I felt this situation becoming more and more awkward for me. So I decided to just continue carrying her boxes into the car as if everything was alright. Around 20 minutes later I had finished the last box.

Obviously satisfied that I had completed everything to her demands, Alina came to me and putting a silver tag into my hand.  "Thanks again!" she told me. "But ... um ... you don't need to pay me for taking care of you." I answered in confusion.

"I know!" Alina agreed. "But I insist to pay you and so you'll accept it. This tag shows a Valkyrie and I  want you to take it all the time with you to remember this day with me." she instructed and leaned down to kiss me softly on the cheek, making me for a short time the happiest soldier in the world.

Early morning I came into my office not expecting to find anyone inside. Instead I found Private Mueller standing in the middle of the room to take me to the office of our commander Otto Maerzen. The commanders office was already filled with around ten comrades.

As soon as we both had entered to room Private Schultz started his report:

"It happened near the bridge over the small brook at the western hills.  Our platoon - consisting of me and five comrades - was just going to deliver feed for the army horses when we found a partisan headquarter hidden inside a cave of the nearby hills. As we entered the cave, we came into heavy gunfire resulting in two casualties on our side. By the time we had penetrated to the center of the cave, however, the majority of partisans had already escaped. We just killed three of them, a forth partisan committed suicide as we started to capture him."

"How many men does they have?"  asked Lieutenant Lehmann thoughtfully.

"We don't know. But we encountered at least 15." Private Schultz replied.

"And what kind of weapons and equipment did they have?"

"Inside the cave we have found munition that belong to sniper rifles. Furthermore we found a "death list" with 12 collaborators they were planning to kill by sniper assaults."

"If a partisan organization had been founded in our region, then it was only a matter of time before they will begin to attack this people." commander Maerzen added and handed out a copy of this list to everyone of us.

The fourth target on that list was "Lena Nystroem - local leader of the Kvinnehird regiment for being responsible of the murder of Erik Angaard". I was shocked as my mind began to understand in which threat Lena was. Why did the partisans had sat Lena on this list - officially Lena was just a witness of Erik's death but had never been accused by anyone to be his murderer.

The next moments I fully needed to recover my composure, so I didn't listen for a while as the rest of the group discussed about the advantages and disadvantages of different tactics against this new threat. As nearly no-one of them had real combat experience there arguments sounded quite foolish to me and I was relieved as our commander finally ended this open discussion and announced his decision, that he probably had determined already since the beginning.

"We have to fully investigate their background and their infrastructure before we can begin our strike. Otherwise we won't the one who pull the strings in the background.  And we have to investigate quick - so that we can go after them before they have a chance to begin terrorizing this valley." he finished

Turning to me, he ordered "I need our best men to start looking for any suspicious activity. Tell them to do whatever it takes to get the necessary information."

As soon as this meeting was over, I directly got on my way to warn Lena of this lethal risk.

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Half an hour later I ringed at the door of her horse farm. Her smile was dazzling as she opened the door.

"Hello soldier, nice to see you again. Come in." she welcomed me.

"I came to you in an urgent matter."

"Let's sit on the sofa shall we?"

The black leather sofa was long and soft, probably still a holdover from the previous inhabitant of this room Erik. I slid down into the corner while she sat herself directly on the middle of the sofa. She was wearing a navy blazer with a classic over the knee khaki skirt that rode up ever so slightly when she crossed her legs. I could make out the subtle scent of her perfume.

So I had to concentrate hard as I started to tell her about the new partisan threat and the even more threatening "death list".

Lena kept totally calm and collected while she listened my report. Not a trace of anxiety or excitement permeated her cool exterior. When I finished, she touched her own hair reflexively and reasoned ?There can only be one person who had the information and the motivation to set me on that list. Do you remember the stable-boy Knut? I had to fire him after he did wouldn't comply my orders. Now he even dared to betray me. We have to make him pay for this outrageous act of disloyalty and ungratefulness. In fact this miserable man disgusts me that much that intend to smash him once and for all."

The wicked gleam in her eye made me shudder.

"But wouldn't he probably have already went into hiding?"

"So what? We will have to trace him. The man is a fool and he probably had left some traces that lead us to his hiding place. You just have to grant me access to the Norwegian archive files about 'Knut Baardseth'. " She paused after saying this and looked directly at me.

My heart beat a little faster. "Impossible I can't do that as the access to the archive room is strictly restricted to members of the German Army and the administrative stuff. No-one is allowed to take any document out of that room and I can't read any Norwegian"

"Alina speaks Norwegian and Swedish and she is a clever analyzer. If anyone can find a trace of Knut, she will. So you will hire her as your personal secretary to grant her all the access she needs. Problem solved!" Lena claimed matter-of-factly.

"I don't know if ..." I started to protest. But before I could finish my sentence Lena's hand cupped my chin, raising my head so that I was looking directly into her ice blue eyes. I lost my breath for a moment.

"....I don't know ... if I can ..." I tried to continue my sentence while she kept watching me, silently.

Then I saw her red lips moving again: "I expect you to do anything you can to solve that problem. You will do that, right?" she asked. Her eyes was paralyzing me. As I started to look away, I felt her warm, delicate forefinger on my chin, forcing me to look at her.

"Sure..." I only babbled in fear, but these words let Lena's blood red lips break into a smile and freed me from her stern gaze.

"That's what I want to hear." she smirked satisfied and patted my cheek conceitedly.

"Alina should start her new job in the administration as soon as possible. Let's say next Monday!" Lena said determinedly.

"Okay" I only agreed - I had to think of the things you told me about the Valkyrie Herfjotur and her magic ability to enthrall her victims. Lena definitely had inherited that gift.

"Alright! I will inform Alina to come to your office on Monday! If you give your best and we manage to hunt Erik down, you might even gain some military fame as well - so you should be thankful for our little partnership."

I only nodded in agreement.

"Regarding our mutual partnership I'd like to thank you once again, that you made me this attractive offer for the horse farm. I love it! Just yesterday I bought myself my first own thoroughbred racehorse. It's a black stallion and he seems to be incredibly powerful. Yet I'm sure I'll will find a way of disciplining his character and train him for hunting. Unfortunately I still have no name for him. Do you have any ideas?"

Thinking about her paralyzing blue eyes and the small Mj?lner-amulet that hang around her neck, I suggested "How about a name of a Valkyries horse?".

She smiled again, revealing her white teeth.  "How did you get this idea?"

"Alina compared you with the Valkyries 'Herfjotur'.

That made her laugh.  "'Herfjotur' stands for 'army-fetter'. So do you think I could have the power to constrain an army at my will?"

"I....I have learned that your charms can be quite convincing. And regarding the partisans, I at least hope that you have the ability to impede your enemies!"

She grinned "Okay then! Herfjotur was riding a horse called Valraven sometimes.  This name means 'Raven ridden by the Vala', which fits very well as my new mare is pitch-black as well.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?"

"Just a very little, I'm afraid."

She smiled with amused indulgence. "I will teach you!"

But then Lena sighed. "But not today. We have to find Knut first! So you better go now - there is no time to loose!"

I scrambled to stand up and went out the door.  As I had reached the doorstep I turned back to Lena saying 'Good bye!'. But instead of shaking my offered hand,  I saw Lena's beautiful manicured hand reached down to grab my cock and balls and squeezed them lightly.

Enjoying my alienated look, Lena leaned in close to my ear to purr in her sweetest voice "I'm very pleased, that you came right to me to warn me. Thank you, soldier!"

Another soft squeeze with her thumb caused an immediate erection. I smiled shyly. But as I wanted to back away, Lena kept holding her hand wrapped tight around my testicles. Suddenly, her voice became cold and commanding.

"But I still expect you to focus on this threat with your full attention - let's say: with every breath you take. Do you understand me?" she added in a much firmer voice while she threw me one narrow-eyed glance.

I really became scared of her now an began to nod furiously in agreement.

"Good, you better don't disappoint me in this important task."

Then, almost as though in slow motion, her hands released me. I took a deep breath. "Now leave!"

I was shivering as I stepped over the threshold.

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Just as I arrived back at my unit, commander Maerzen appeared with lance corporal Goebel at the corridor.

"Where have you been?" the commander asked me brusquely.

"Outside in the village! Where else?" I can't explain why I didn't want to let him know that I have been visiting the local leader of the Kvinnehird regiment Mrs. Nystroem. After all there was nothing wrong to warn the enemy of our enemies.

Maybe it was because I was jealous of Lena?  Or maybe I was too afraid that he might have revealed how much I was under Lena's thumb? I didn't know.

"You've been unescorted?"

"Oh! Yes, unescorted!"

The commander glanced sharply at me.

"I absolutely forbid such unreported trips in future." he announced sternly, while Lance Corporal Goebel grinned at my awkward situation.

"Good.  Now that bit of unpleasantness is behind us, we should continue gathering information about the partisans."

So saying, commander Maerzen turned and strode down the corridor toward his own office. Lance corporal Goebel gave me a guilty look and then followed our commander immediately.

Back inside my office I ordered Private Mueller and three of his comrades to investigate where munition for sniper rifles could be bought. After that I let private Schultz type a copy of his report about the partisan activities and sent it to our headquarter in Oslo asking for their cooperation in this investigation.

Now there was just one thing left to do: I had to formally require a new position for an interpreter in our administration and assign the civilian 'Alina Valaas' to it.

Getting the approval for this new position request was much easier then I had expected - but  after all I had my commander's authority to 'do whatever seems necessary' to locate the partisans, hadn't I?

Alina would start on the following Monday as an assistant of my office and so she would be subordinated only to me. Now I just had to wait until Monday.