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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 boobs. I was a late developer, or must have been because my testicles hasn?t fallen down. Later I found out that I had never developed them. I was the focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I jointed 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 meet 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. There was 5 women in uniforms, and no men, and all the women were big, very busty and strong types. We were then ordered to take all our clothes off. I did as ordered, but 2 or 3 was very disorientated. When I stood 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 my penis was very, very small, and I was shy because of my 2 mould on my chest. We were then ordered to take a overall on, all our other clothes where taken from us, and we were only to wear what was given to us. We were told that we where in a very secret unit, and we were under military rule. We were to have lessons in typewriting, radiotechnic, german, italian and russian. We were to be trained as secretaries in secret work. We took the overalls on, they were very rough and uncomfortable. We were the only unit at the house, and we were 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 were to take each day. We were not to use our names, but we had to use letters, mine was S. We were to shave thoroughly, and ordered to grow our hair long. I didn?t have to shave, so I was lucky. The lessons were 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 were 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 month 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 2 moulds on my chest and 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 were 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," then she left. She came back and put a girls corset around my waist, and thightend it very hard, it would help she said. Then she put on some stocking on my legs, and fastend them to the suspender. "This will help the corset to stay in place," she said. I felt very shy to have girls underwear on, but she said "I don?t mind, in fact you look very pretty indeed" I thanked her, also because the corset was so nice to wear compare to the overalls I had on. 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 2 moulds and nipples where still sore and sensitive, and they have grow bigger, in fact I was getting something, they looked like boobs, they had the size of a small apple, 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," I said. "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 women with her. She ordered me to sit on a chair, and then they started. One of the women 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 was for me and Kathy, she/he had also been growing boobs like me, and mine were getting bigger and bigger, as the month passed. They ended up with being the size of an melon, size C. The lessons where to teach us to behave like girls, sit like them, talk like them, dancelessons, cookinglessons and act like them, in short we where to become girls. We were 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 brassier on, doing the girdler or suspenderbelt and putting stocking on, was getting nice. Those weeks where my boobs 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. "Ohh, 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 of clothes now: bra, suspenderbelt, stockings, corsets, slips, skirts, blouses, 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. Chapter 2. 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. And it was her job to make us better and train us, so we could operate on our own. Then she showed us the notes the other boys made, they all wanted to touch our boobs, 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 muscle began to contract around her finger, when she moved it a little. I liked it. Suddenly I felt so ashamed, I told matron how I felt, because I was a boy, and now I liked being like a girl, and I liked what she was doing to me. 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 did just 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 his 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 on top of me. My little opening was right in front of his cock. I could fell it pressing ever so sightly, and suddenly his helmet 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 anus. "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 feel a cock inside, feel it pump its juices out, and make you all wet and warm." She then told me to wash myself in my little pussy, 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?" "Yes" I said, 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 them?" 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 pussy. 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 started to do it myself, but it wasn?t the same. Chapter 3 Kathy and I was promoted to corporals, and we got a very nice marine ladiesuniform with 2 chevrons on the arm. We were both proud and glad, and matron ordered us to go to London to have tea at the Savoy. Kathy and I did it next day. I put on my nicest black bra, 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. 2 officers came to our table and asked for a dance. We looked at each other nooded, giggled, and said, "Yes, with pleasure." 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 danced again with other officers. Then 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 communicate, selfdefence, weaponry (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 and 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 liutenants, 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, or cherry as somebody named it, 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 want 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 swallow 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. Chapter 4. I was to infiltrate some clubs in London where men, who liked feminine boy, came. They had a suspicion that someone, in those clubs, was helping german airmen to escape via Ireland, and we didn?t know how. I was to go 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. "Thats 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 returned it more brutal, more like a bite. I did the same. "Oh Sarah" he said, "I going to fuck you brain out tonight, you?re 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 like a bitch in heat. I wanted him to take me, to ream his cock into me. He started to undress me, undoing 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 big cock." "Ohh Sarah, you`re such a good whore." He turned me over now, and had free access to my pussy. 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. It made me fell like being a woman. 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 two 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 so, 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 lustfull 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 girls gets red bottom, and thats what you?ll get now." He spanked me, I kicked and screamed, but to no awail. He stopped. "Now you have a lovely red bottom" he said as he touch it again. The sensation was now much intense. 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 again to touch my behind. "Ohhhh yes" I moaned. N was horny 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 cherry 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 deep inside was a girl, she only has to look at my penissize. It wasn?t anything, just the head, and not any shaft at all. Its 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 one, 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 stallions" 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" he said, 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 all up to yourself." "I will matron," she hugged me, and left. Chapter 4. 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 having settled I started getting into the very closed circuits were men went when they liked feminine boys. I had been given some adress, and this was 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" He said firmly. I looked at him in a very subductive 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 have a look" he said. I lifted my dress up and took my panties down. He kneeled and looked. "Oh that 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 couldn?t 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 month, they 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 you?re 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 gentlemen company." 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 do 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 boobs and my little dick. He kissed my boobs and bite them. I kissed him and began touching him all over. "Ohh Sir you kisses make me so heated." His cock was already hard and he turned me over and I spread my legs. "Oh yes Sir, stick your big cock up my pussy, 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 stood 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 and 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 spoken to others, 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 ministerial 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 films 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 interested 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 the 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 slapped 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 pind 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 cherry. "Ready and wet," he said. I felt his cock press, as 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 slip in. He thrusted it in, and I gave a scream. "Ohh yes, Oh yes please, you 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 orgasmed 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 together, 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. Chapter 5 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 usually 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. "It 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, and 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, 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 some clothes a box, you are to use this weekend." " 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 nicely slutty, in fact so nice that you shall wear that all weekend, inside and outdoors. Understand slut?" "Yes, master" I answered. I fell to my knee, and began to undo his pants. He pushed me aside. "Not now. But I want you to be real nice to all my guests" " 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 I was sore all over. 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 a memo, 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 pussy. 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 gratefull," he stressed. Raoul had adiplomatic passports made out to me, as 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 safely 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 Ireland. Raoul was mugged and killed by the "robber," and the other where arrested and shot. Chapter 6 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 had 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 report at her office at 04.00 in uniform. When I there was some officers unfamiliar to me. Here I was promoted to Captain and given the DSO, for extraordinary valour in the service. 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 interested 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 gave 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 at the 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 me. She said that whatever I did on 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 captains 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 brake the Military secretsact. 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, 24 years old, he was at destoyers, asked me my job at Navy. I could not tell him, I explained. He, very politely, 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 assignment." 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 the 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 ofrenaged 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 hands. He squized mine, and I squized his 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 that he was not there, but there where people in the house. It was a long train trip to Penzance, and then a little north. Chapter 7 It was not a house, it was a castle. 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 wholeharthedly. "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 accompanied 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 or almost no-existent, 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 dinner would be served at 06.00 a?clock, and that I didn?t have to take the uniform on, but whatever I liked. I didn?t really 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, yes 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 stood by the window looking over the lawn and the park. "It?s so lovely here, this place" I said. 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, but to me you are what I like" 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 apperance. Waking up I felt good. The night was fine. Trevor was a good lover. 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. I could see, it turned him on. 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 as a woman in the house. She thought that I was just the right woman for a man like Trevor. "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 stood 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, its 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 bottoms?," 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, high heels 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 buttom 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 pussy. "Oh yes, oh yes, it so good." He pressed his cock 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 approched 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 castles 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 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 grabbed my tits and squizzed them. "Ohh yes, please." He shot up my pussy again, filled me with his cum. 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 navalcareer. I had made things so uncomplicated. With me, he had all. He was with a person, he lusted for. He liked me, my sexuality and the person I was. 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 library. 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 german 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. Chapter 8 Leave was all too soon over, and I greeted 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 Nice 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 Nice. The passport was fine and solid, I had no trouble at all. In Nice I booked into Negresco, 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 see 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 him 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 life here. "Couldn?t you stay here" I asked. "No, I would be found and shot," he said. I went with Heinz, in his Mercedes to Germany, we went by Aosta and St.Bernardino. Via Switzerland into Germany. There 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, 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?ll 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. "Bist du wannsind," a man asked. "Ist dieses frau deiner Hilferinn," somebody asked. " Jah," 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. "Erinderen Sie," he asked. "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 genuine, 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, shooting 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 intelligence 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 they could have their rapport, or to find out their fate. I was a perfect choice. I had been married to a diplomat, who was 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 Nice, 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 guarded 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 ?hour, 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 one. 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 Nice, 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 opening. 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 Nice. 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 Nice, 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 castle 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 month at the estate, 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 off again, I had to go to Nice to meet Heinz and deliver the fake rapports. The plot was that 3 agents had died of natural courses, 2 had been killed in German bombattacks, and 2 was active. The information that they had was old and 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 collected on the first day by a courier, and he came back, with instruct?ons. I was glad because if something was wrong, I was history. This meant that they trusted me. The days in Nice 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 informations 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 Nice, 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 Nice, there was peace. I bought a house here, not in Nice, but at Villefrance Sur Mer. 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 Nice, 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. Chapter 9 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 lift with some servicepeople 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 emotional, 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 the 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, he was their only child, and now 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. "Would I stay a couple of days, it would mean a lot to them" they asked. 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 stayed 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 very young woman, who in Commanders uniform with a DSO with bars, stood in the bar serving. They saw my ID, and saluted very correctly, "Sorry Commander" I saluted back, and said " As you are." They left. There was 10 seconds deadsilence in the pub, when the noise came back, louder. Some officers came up to me, 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 left, 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 Lizzy came to wake me up, she 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 in 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 Nice 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 Nice, 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. What was to be the last trip to Nice went well, 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 debriefed, 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 23 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 wanted to get hold of Heinz. They figured that he contained a lot of vival information on the Germans hidden weaponfactories. He was to be abducted next time in Nice. 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 monitoring them. I got down to Nice again. Heinz hasn?t arrived yet, so I enjoyed being there. Heinz had left his Mercedes down here, and 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 cabin 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, and 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, had care from Nelly, and mrs.Potters cooking made wonders to me. For the ceremoni at the Palace, where I was to be awarded my VC, I had invited Trevor, the staff from Cornwall, matron and Lizzie and Alfred. It was King George that gave me the VC. 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 said. 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 was 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. When we stepped in, there was silence, utter silence, as we stepped over to the bar. Servicemen saluted very correctly to me. They knew that being awarded a VC was something that required doing a very special job. 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 close to me guarding 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 King 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, just 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 horrible 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 satisfied 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, "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 allways," I asked. He slapped me, "I am not a one mans 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 my 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. Chapter 10 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 maneged 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, because I had no testicels. 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. You?re 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, Commander Sarah." "My fiancee?," I said. "Yes," the man said. "It is Lord Trevor, correct?" "Yes, 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 accommodate 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, Commander." He left. I washed and put on some new stockings, and massaged my feet. I rested an hour, and then went down to the tearoom. Trevor 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. Marry me, I love you." "I love you too." I remembered the talk I had with matron, and how other people handle 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 wonderfull 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 then 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 aile 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 legally. 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 manor. 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. I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Love Heidi.