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Chapter 32 by Primal356 Primal356

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World War II - Panzer I, Panzer II, Panzer III, Panzer IV, Panzer V, Panzer VI - Some guy living in a fridge

You give the answer to the computer, but it is wrong, and the console shuts off within an instant.

For the next ten minutes you are locked inside the compartment, trying just about anything in short of blowing up a grenade in order to get out of here. When the door finally opens, you expect the soldiers to barge in. But instead, the door is only opened by an inch, and a stone like object is flung in. You try to hide behind the console, but the pulse it emits gets you anyways, and you lose your consciousness the next second.

When you wake up, you realize that you are floating in a strange liquid. But that means that at least you are still among the living. You want to open your eyes, but there is a hood on your head, preventing you to see. You want to scream, despite the liquid, but there is a massive, cock-like gag in your mouth, that prevents you to make sounds proper. You also find it impractical to struggle: both your arms and legs are locked by the wines that you'd seen earlier. And even if they weren't, you quickly realize that you are in some sort of a tube. Something that could only be opened by your captors.

For some time, perhaps about an hour, you wiggle in your bondage. But then you stop, scared, as the wines on your arms and legs start to move, expand even, twisting your nipples and penetrating your openings. "Mhmmm!" you groan, biting on the gag, but the cock inside your mouth starts to move also. Terrified, you start to wiggle your limbs ever stronger. But there is nothing you can do. For now, your only option is to endure.

TO BE CONTINUED

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