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POST FROM THE BATTLEFIELD   by Hans Schultz

(war, rp, viol, snuff, ws, ped)

Feedback welcomed at hans_schultz_2004@yahoo.com


Dear son. 

I am writing to you somewhere on this unknown, godforsaken land. I
know you have been worried about me, because I have not stayed in
touch, but at least now, as you read these words, you know that your
father is alive. As a matter of fact I am more than alive. The front
line is far away from our battalion and our job is mainly just to
clean the mess it has left behind. So my life is very good here. I
know that your whore mother has told you that you should avoid being
commanded to this place by any means necessary because it is
dangerous, but do not believe her son. I am your father and I know
better. This is what we men do and what we are proud of !
I know that you want to become a real man too, and so I have arranged
things so that you will be joining us here as soon as four months in
your basic training have passed. And now, do not be afraid of this,
son, because there is no need to. I can tell you that war is fun !

I and my comrades are attacking all those poor rural villages and the
people there can do absolutely nothing to stop us. Most of the local
men are sent out to die from the bullets of our army and there are
only women and children at home. There is no way they can do any
resistance for strong soldiers like us. Which is good, of course. This
way everything is much easier.
No one in our company really cares about politics. Our only interest
is to get to rape and kill. As a man you must understand this, son. I
am proud of my uniform and my rifle, which I carry. As proud as I am
proud of my cock that hardens inside my uniform trousers every time I
see a woman or a girl begging for mercy in front of me. That is the
feeling of power, son. You can feel it with your cock too. I know you
have got a big cock. Of course you do, because I am your father.
Son, I want you to know that this is the way I expect you to follow
the footsteps of your father. There is still a lot of this poor land
left to conquer.

I was not going to believe how lucky I was when I heard that I had
been ordered to join the 42nd cavalry regiment. But eventually I had
to. The 42nd cavalry brigade is famous for its cruelty and the acts of
senseless violence that it commits. But then again, the reason why I
was ordered here was quite obvious. Most of my current comrades have a
history in violence and/or sex crimes. And as you must be aware of, I
was found guilty of raping that 12 years old little whore sister of
yours two years ago. That fucking cunt was asking for it, I say. Thank
God that in you I have at least one good and loyal SON.
Anyway, I was quite sure they were going to put me away for a very
long time, or even worse, send me to the front line. But it did not
happen, and this is where your second lesson comes up, son.
A man must always have good friends, because good friends will help
you and stay on your side when you are in trouble. That friend to me
this time was mister Aarnio. You remember him too.
He was the reverend of our congregation there in our hometown. Now he
is here though, with a high rank and with a noble, religious task to
take care of the souls of our soldiers. A fine man indeed he is. And
he took care of my case. He convinced the major, that it is not right
to punish a good man like me of a crime that is so insignificant in
the eyes of God and especially insignificant for the army. Which is
true of course. I am a man at my best, and I am damn sure that I am a
thousand times more useful to the army and my country than the little
whore can ever be.
Reverend Aarnio is a good man. God bless him and his soul forever.

And now I am here. So far I have killed about 150 enemies, most of
which have been women and children. And I have already lost count of
how many enemy holes my cock has raped. It is very important that you
draw a line between enemies and human beings. These people are animals
and they deserve everything that we are doing to them Remember that,
son. You must believe me when I say to you, that raping at least one
little cunt a day makes a man feel much stronger. My cock is again
just like lust filled tool of a young man with a constant hard-on.
Yesterday we invaded a small village once again. The people there had
no clue that we were coming their way, so they all were in the middle
of their daily routines as we got them by surprise.
I will now tell you something about it. And my son, you may not be
ashamed of yourself, if your cock gets hard while reading the
following. It is good exercise for you, as wee keep eye on what you
are going to do here too very, very soon.

The houses looked all alike. They had not seen any paint for decades
and most of the windows were broken and covered with cardboard.
Domestic animals, like hens and pigs were wandering around the
gardens. Very primitive, but then, what could one expect from these
stupid people ?  I looked inside from a window of the first house and
saw children playing on the floor and some cunts cooking food or some
shit in front of the stove. The whole house was just one big room. I
went to the door and just kicked it open. All action in the room
stopped and the poor bastards just looked at me in a complete state of
shock. I felt I was in total control. I pulled the trigger of my rifle
and laughed as one by one I paid them all a bullet. Of course all of
them did not die, but I do not care. Wounding them is even better. It
brings them more pain and my cock gets more pleased.
After the sound of the firing faded away there were only sounds of
wailing and crying carried through the air, and it was music to my
ears. The wooden toys of the children were left alone on the floor and
they were slowly getting trapped in the pool of blood. Blood of the
children, who just 10 seconds ago still merrily played with them. I do
not lie to you son. My cock was hardened to its full length and it was
dripping pre-cum, which felt wet against my thigh. Some of the cunts
were still alive too, and they screamed as I walked all over them as I
went through their home in search of anything valuable I could steal.
I found some money and some family jewels, which I crammed into my
pockets. I used my rifle butt to smash all the things that did not
have any value to me, spat on the suffering whores on the floor and
walked out.
I wish you had been there, son. You would have been proud of your
father. In less than five minutes I ruined the future of that family
forever. And if they are not all going to die because of me, at least
I have left out motherless children or childless mothers, whose pain
will never fade out. And just for the fun of it. Cruelty is power, my
son.

I went through also five other houses and did the same thing there.
Except at one place, into which I threw a hand grenade through a
window before I went in. That is also something you must try out when
you will get here and join us. Hand grenades can cause very exciting
destruction. Houses get on fire. The stomachs are blown open and
people try to push their intestines back in. Children have their eyes
blinded by the grenade splinters and they cannot  see how to get away
from the flames. Crying and screaming everywhere. The first thing I am
going to teach you as you will get here, is blowing up people. We will
find a pregnant whore and you will get to push a grenade into her
cunt. It is a real treat to watch her blow up, and it gets even more
pleasing if you make some older cunt child of hers suck your cock at
the same time. This may sound like something that is not possible to
do, but you do not need to worry, son. It is quite easy. There are
plenty of pregnant women in every village. Of course there are. They
are all whores here.

At this point the whole village was at state of chaos. I heard gunfire
all around me. Dead bodies were everywhere, and no matter where I
looked, I could see a fellow soldier raping some whore.
A group of my friends had fun with some teenage cunt, who was crying
for her mother and begged them to stop. It was so fucking hilarious.
As if a man would stop fucking before he has shot his load !  Here you
see son, how stupid women can be !  It was a beautiful sight as a cock
after another ripped that little pig to pieces. After they were done,
she was covered in sperm, and she just sobbed. Someone had dropped an
infant on the ground after he had finished using it and it had its
head all red from all that screaming. Just then sergeant Laiho, a very
good friend of mine, came there, and asked me if I would be in for a
game. I immediately got the hint and we started playing football by
kicking the infant to each other there on the street. My boots are
still bloody from that. I guess I will have to polish them before the
captain inspects our outfits today. He is always very strict about the
regulations, but on a battlefield, like in the fight yesterday, he is
a very good leader and he also likes to rape enemy whores. I saw him
in the sixth house where he and another officer laughed and kicked a
pregnant whore in her stomach. She tried to cover her yet unborn baby
with her hands, but of course she did not succeed. And as soon as the
miscarriage started, the officers moved of taking turns and fucking
her bleeding cunt. In the other corner was action too. Our medic was
lying there on top of some long haired blonde, who was fighting him so
hard, that he had to beat her face to bloody pulp with his fists
before he managed to get his monster sized cock inside her fuckhole.
Luckily he is a bit more gentle medic when he is taking care of his
comrades.

   
You can believe son, that my cock was about to explode there and then
as I saw all the raping around me. The soldiers were grunting like
pigs as they pumped their cocks in and out of the whore cunts. The
women screamed for help and the air smelled like sweat, blood and sex.
I looked around the room if there was anything left for my cock too,
and then I saw this bitch in her 30's who was embracing a baby in her
arms. There was also a little girl, about seven or eight years old,
who tried to hide herself behind the skirt of the woman. I walked
straight to the old cunt and grabbed the baby from her arms. I could
not hold myself back any longer. I opened the buttons of my uniform
trousers and took out my rock hard man cock. Then I forced the baby to
open its fuckmouth and I pushed my cock as deep as it went down her
throat. It took lots of concentration, but I managed to get my piss
stream out from my bladder to the baby. Of course it was too much for
her, and her whole little baby body began to swell as my hot urine
filled its stomach and its lungs. My piss even burst out of its
nostrils when I started to move the little fuck animal up and down on
my cock. You will also come to notice how big your cock seems when you
use it on someone so small. In those situations your cock seems to be
the most dangerous weapon in the world. And for those whores it really
is.

When I was done pissing, I just grabbed the baby by its feet and swung
its head against the floor as hard as I could. It could as well die. I
had finished using her, and just felt like killing someone. Its skull
was immediately smashed and parts of its brains came to view. Now it
was nothing more than rag on the floor. An used up fuckhole full of my
piss, which was flowing on the floor from her mouth. But my cock was
still out of my pants demanding attention. I looked at the old cunt
who seemed to be paralyzed by fear. She just squeezed the hand of the
little whore behind her skirt, probably trying to protect her with
that pathetic attempt. But as I have told you, son, when a real man
wants to have a piece of cunt, he will take it does not ask for
permission. That's what I did with your mother too. I dragged the
little whore to me and could not hold back my laughter as she cried
things like "no", "mommy", "help me"and "please". It is always the
same. I shut her up by rubbing my cock against her face, burying her
face in my crotch and slapping her eyes with my cock so hard that
strings of my slimy precum were left on her face. I lifted her up with
one hand and stuck my tongue as deep in her throat as I could and
moved it all around, exploring every cavity. I let my drool fill her
mouth at the same time as I ripped her clothes off with my other hand.
That was easy. She was wearing just rags which tore up from a
slightest touch. Then I just fell on her with all my weight using her
body to as a landing bed. I think she must have hurt her head as she
fell, because she went unconscious, but she sure did wake up quickly
as I shoved my big cock inside her little whore cunt. You have seen my
cock, son, and you know that it is a pole that can split a woman in
two.
I used my full force as I pushed myself in, and suddenly I heard a
loud cracking sound from her insides as something broke. That was
good, because it made it easier for me to get my whole length in. The
fuckhole woke up and started to scream her lungs out. Her eyes looked
like they could have popped out of their sockets on any second. I
stuck my tongue back in her headcunt and suffocated her screams by
grunting and groaning obscenities into her mouth. Of course it did not
take long for me to dump my slime in her womb and as I came I shouted
as hard as I could, still keeping my mouth opened against hers. As I
still spasmed in the grip of this powerful orgasm, I bit her tongue so
hard that it came off. I stood up, with my cock still out and looked
at the old bitch in her eyes. I made a couple of wanking movements on
my cock and spat the tongue against her face. "Your daughter was 
lousy fuck, whore. Make sure your next one will be better.", I said.
She collapsed on the floor. I turned around to leave.

The officers and the medic had been waiting for me to get ready. They
offered me a cigarette as they were already smoking themselves. And we
walked out of the house. We got our horses and started our evening
ride to our camp. The village was ruined. At least half of the houses
were burning and over a half of the population were killed. And those
who were not, were wounded and raped. And the spoils of war are good
too. My balls got emptied for that day and in addition I managed to
haul a very nice amount of money and jewellery from the houses. I am
quite sure that the whorehouse pimp back home will be very interested
in their life savings.

So, son...now you know what I do. I know that you must be anxious to
get here as soon as possible. Once you are here, I will teach you all
you need to know. As soon as you have read this letter, you will have
to go the local headquarters and tell them your name. Everything has
been taken care of for you. You will go to a basic training and right
after that you will be sent here to fight for your country together
with us. Take this letter with you, and do not tell anything about our
plans to that whore mother of yours. I have decided that I want to
leave her in uncertainty of what has happened to you. That way I will
have my revenge on her and I am sure that you will agree too. After
all, what else is she than another whore who should not be let to
bring up a young boy like you. I am your father and I will take care
of you. I will bring you up to be a man. A real man.
 
Welcome to the 42nd cavalry brigade, son.



Feedback welcomed at hans_schultz_2004@yahoo.com

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