This is a huge fantasy I had from the very first time I saw that movie. There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that if the soldiers had won and taken the train, they would have raped the women. The idea of such a gorgeous character as Iris getting forcibly stripped naked and used by post-battle horny soldiers became a very intense rape fantasy, which I am sharing with you today. I hope that you will enjoy this story as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. Salvaged it from TheBlackVan and I post it now "as is".
I enjoyed it a LOT!!! Margaret Lockwood as she was in 1938 is probably the most gorgeous rape victim in all my stories according to my tastes.
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This alternate version of The Lady Vanishes by Alfred Hitchcock was released in 1938 at about the same time the mainstream movie hit the theatres. It is a rare piece of cinematic history, and the only known footage where actress Margaret Lockwood is seen in the nude. In 2019, a copy of it fetched 1.5 million dollars at an auction in Milan.
The movie is in black and white and runs almost identical to the mainstream version until the final shootout between the enemy soldiers and male passengers defending themselves and the women. For ease of understanding, we’ve included the following summary.
English tourist Iris Henderson and her friends Blanche and Julie, enjoying wine in the Central Europe princedom of Bandrika.
Iris Mathilda Henderson is returning home to get married, but an avalanche has blocked the railway line. The stranded passengers are forced to spend the night at a hotel. In the same predicament are Charters and Caldicott, English cricket enthusiasts anxious to see the last days of the Test match in Manchester, and Miss Froy, a governess and music teacher who is returning home to England. Miss Froy listens to a folk singer in the street; he is strangled to death by an unseen murderer.
That evening, Iris is bothered by a loud noise from the room above hers. She complains to the hotel manager. Finding Gilbert Redman, an ethnomusicologist, playing a clarinet and transcribing folk music of the region whilst three locals dance for him, the manager throws him out of his room. Gilbert gets revenge by staying in Iris’s room until eventually she capitulates and gets the manager to give him back his room.
The next morning at the train station, Iris is walking on the quay, radiant under the sun. The two locomotive operators stare at her, admiring her glamorous beauty and her alluring figure; they tell each other they would love to have sex with her. The first operator says he’d bang her missionary style and fill up her British steamer with foreign currency. The second operator laughs and says he’d take her from behind and fill her up proper. Both men grin and go about their business.
Iris meets Miss Froy and drinks tea with her in the dining car. A foreign Doctor, sitting two tables away, pretends to ask something to the waiter on the menu. As the waiter is explaining three different menu items, the professor slips drug pills in both tea cups.
Also on board are Charters and Caldicott, Gilbert, a lawyer named Eric Todhunter and Margaret, his mistress, who is passing herself off as “Mrs. Todhunter.”
Iris, who haven’t slept much the previous night, dozes off in her compartment and falls sound asleep when the drugs kick in. When she wakes up, Miss Froy has vanished. The other passengers in her compartment deny having seen her. Todhunter, who spoke with Miss Froy earlier, pretends not to remember her to avoid drawing attention to his liaison with his mistress. Iris searches for Miss Froy with Gilbert’s assistance.
Brain surgeon Dr. Hartz says Iris may have experienced a vivid dream while she slept. Charters and Caldicott also claim not to remember Miss Froy because they fear that any delay would make them miss the cricket match. Margaret, Todhunter’s mistress, admits to seeing Miss Froy proving to everyone that she exists.
At the first stop, Dr. Hartz’s patient, covered in bandages from tip to toe and on a stretcher, is brought aboard. Madame Kummer, dressed exactly like Miss Froy, appears in her place, and now scared that she’ll be revealed, Todunter’s mistress says Madame Kummer was Miss Froy. Iris and Gibert continue searching.
They suspect that Dr. Hartz’s patient has been replaced by Miss Froy. Dr. Hartz tells his fellow conspirator, a British woman dressed as a nun, to drug Iris and Gilbert. Then, convinced they will soon be asleep, Hartz admits to them that he is involved in the conspiracy. The false nun does not follow Hartz’s instructions out of loyalty to her fellow countrymen; Gilbert and Iris escape, free Miss Froy and replace her with Madame Kummer.
When the train stops near the border, Dr. Hartz discovers the switch. He has a small part of the train diverted onto a branch line toward a secluded forest, where soldiers wait. In the dining car, Gilbert and Iris inform their fellow passengers what is happening. A tall uniformed officer, Captain Schmitz, boards and requests that they all accompany him.
They stun him groggy and take his pistol. Another soldier fires and wounds Charters in the hand. Then a shootout begins.
During the gunfight, Miss Froy tells Gilbert and Iris that she must get away as she is actually a spy. She gives Gilbert a message, in case something happens to her, then slips away into the forest.
The soldiers keep firing at the men defending the dining car from 25-30 yards away, firing from behind their cars or from some bushes under the orders of Captain Schmitz and Dr. Hartz. Two soldiers fall, hit by Charters on the head for one, who falls dead, and hit by Caldicott on the chest for the other.
Todhunter, the lawyer, attempts to surrender, waving a white handkerchief, and is shot dead by a soldier who’s astonished by his stupidity. Horrified, Margaret flies into Iris’s arms. Gilbert and Caldicott then move to the front of the train and manage to commandeer the locomotive; the train is moving away, but the group of ten soldiers hop in their cars and give chase.
From there, the movie starts to deviate…
The locomotive has to stop and someone needs to run and switch railroads. The Nun takes off her veil and coif. With her hair freely flowing, she exits the dining car through a side door and runs to the railroad switch lever.
The pursuing soldiers stop their vehicles within pistol range from the dining car and start firing again.
The British false nun is about to reach the railroad switch lever to change the tracks, but two other cars full of reinforcements have arrived from the opposite direction. The soldiers from the first car swarm and capture the Nun while the five soldiers from the second car quickly attack the locomotive from both sides and overrun it. Gilbert manages to wound a soldier by throwing a coal shovel in his face, before being shot dead himself. Caldicott surrenders and gets beaten up, then is ordered down on his knees and shot through the head.
Near the railroad switch, the false nun is squirming between two jeering soldiers who firmly hold her arms while a Sergeant, laughing vulgarily, gropes her all over through her gown as he searches her for hidden weapons. The two other soldiers in his squad make lewd comments about how nuns are all secretly dreaming of getting gang-shagged. The Sergeant says he loves her hair and forced-kisses her. The false nun starts to scream and resists as they begin groping her more forcefully.
From the captured locomotive, the officer, a young Lieutenant with a stylish moustache, barks an order at the Sergeant: “Get your men in that dining car from this other side! MOVE!!! You’ll have time to play with women later!”
Inside the dining car, the situation is desperate. Alone against the squad of soldiers and Dr. Hartz, Charters has only one bullet left, which he says he’ll keep for “that spy”.
Sensing the defenders are out of ammo, the soldiers start advancing toward the dining car. Iris watches them approaching with great distress. She desperately calls for Gilbert’s help.
Nothing happens. The train doesn’t move, and the soldiers are about to reach the car’s side doors. Iris and Margaret watch them with increasing dread.
Iris: “Gilbert!… GILBERT!!!…”
Margaret Todhunter: “Why aren’t we going? Why aren’t we going? They said we were going. Why aren’t we?”
(Camera closes up on Iris and on Margaret) Iris has tears welling in her eyes; Margaret starts bawling.
The dining car is boarded from both sides and is soon filled with soldiers in their dark field-gray uniforms that give them some sort of foreign, dreadful elegance. Mr. Charters surrenders his revolver to Captain Schmitz, who promises him on his word of honour that the prisoners will be treated with respect and dignity.
As soon as Charters has given his revolver to the enemy officer, the soldiers rush at and grab Iris and Margaret, who both fill the dining car with shrill screams of terror as the jeering men start groping their breasts through their clothes.
The dining car is filled with Iris’s shrill screams as two soldiers forcibly lift her off her feet while a third man roughly clears a dining table with the back of his hand, sending a small lamp flying down along with some cups and saucers. They roughly lay her down on the cleared table. Margaret is heard off-screen as she frantically wails and begs her assailants to stop. The men laugh; sounds of ripping clothes are heard.
The camera closes up on Iris’s distressed face as tears are streaming down her cheeks; her eyes are wide with terror and astonishment; she’s wailing out loud and writhing in the men’s grasp as she desperately resists and protests…
IRIS: “NOO! NOO, DON’T! DOOOOON’T! NNNaaaHHAAAAA NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
The silent men ignore her pleas and look amused at her resistance. Iris gets slapped. The crazy-eyed soldiers assault her clothes as Captain Schmitz looks on with an amused expression on his thin-moustached face. Near him, Charters gets beaten up by soldiers, then Dr. Hartz takes Charters’s revolver and takes him outside, where he shoots him through the head with the last remaining bullet.
Iris is pinned on the tabletop, face up, with her arms restrained above her head by one soldier holding her small wrists. Her high-pitched screams are deafening as she fights to defend her virtue. Two soldiers grab and firmly restrain her writhing legs.
Iris (sobbing): “No! Please! Stop this!… Pleeee… eeeese… Nooooooooo!!!”
The grinning soldiers ignore her protests and roughly tuck her already-unbuttoned cardigan all the way up her shoulders and arms. Amid her shrill screams, they violently grab the upper hem of her dress and rip it wide open, before pulling it all the way down to her abdomen, snapping off her bra in the process.
The camera zooms in on Iris’s suddenly exposed breasts; they are firm and smooth and moving freely between the wide-open flaps of her cardigan as Iris keeps squirming and resisting and filling the car with her screams; the moving perkiness of her nipples and small areolas offer a subtle contrast against her blinding white flesh. Iris’s jiggling splendour fills the silver screen.
The soldiers urgently pull Iris’s grey dress all the way down. They ragingly slide her torn garments along her child-bearing hips and her slender legs, discovering their alluring whiteness since she isn’t wearing any stockings. They quickly pull her shoes off her feet. On the black and white screen, Iris’s bare feet and lower legs are pure white against the dark rug.
The camera zooms in on Dr. Hartz’s face as he licks his lips and intensely looks at Iris while removing his gloves.
The screen shifts to a soldier discarding her dress behind him while two other men are cupping Iris’s breasts.
Iris: “NOOOOooo!! Nooo, nooo, Aaaaaaaaaaah nnaaoooohh!!! Pleee-se let me go… Naaaahh-aaaaahh-aaahh-aaaaaaa…”
They laugh and say that screwing and shaking this English Fräulein will be a lot of fun. The camera zooms in on Iris’s wailing face; rivers of tears are streaming down her pretty face as she looks toward the ceiling with despair, her eyes half closed; she then starts to frantically shake her head in a gesture of refusal, making her black hair a blur on the screen.
Iris screams and wails at the top of her voice when a grinning soldier yanks her panties off…
Iris: “NOOOOOOOOO!!! STOP!!! I’M A BRITISH SUBJECT! I’M VIRGIN!!! PLEASE! NOOOOooo!!! NaaaahhhhaaaaaahhhhaaaaAAAAaaaaaaa…”
She lets out a prolonged shriek of such deafening force and intensity that it sounds like the soldiers are eviscerating her alive. Their gray uniforms starkly contrast with her white skin. Iris is now naked except for the light-coloured cardigan tucked up at her shoulders with its long sleeves covering her arms.
The camera zooms in on her moving cunt as Iris keeps squirming amid the soldiers pinning her down on the table. Iris has a sharply contrasting triangle of velvety hair that forms a vee with its lowest tuft guarding her entrance. Her folds and the entrance to her pussy are somewhat visible on this black and white close-up.
Soldiers whistle and lewdly praise the beauty of “the cute little English milady”. Her shrill wails are still louder than their jeers and catcalls.
The camera zooms out. Iris is seen, in tears, now cursing at the soldiers with her girly hands making small fists where she is restrained by her wrists.
Iris fights on by keeping her legs stuck together, but Captain Schmitz slaps her and says he will execute her friends if she doesn’t comply. Unaware that Charters, Caldicott and Gilbert are already dead, Iris softens her resistance. Off-screen, Margaret makes loud, shrill screams while a man is loudly grunting and commenting on how tight she feels while men are jeering and laughing.
The men roughly spread Iris’s legs, and Captain Schmitz goes first.
IRIS: “NO! NOOOO! NAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! DON’T! PLEASE, NAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
Iris screams her life out with her small fists clenched and her shaking arms restrained, as Captain Schmitz wedges himself between her spread out legs; he quickly unzips his uniform trousers and then pushes himself inside Iris… (The camera zooms in where his cock enters Iris between her labia.)
IRIS: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH NNAAAAAAAAAA… NO! NO! NOOOO! NNOOOOHHooohhhhhoooo… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH AAAAAA-AAAAAA-AAA-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…”
SCHMITZ: “AARRHHH YYYAAAAAHHHRRRRR!!! AAHH YAA! YA! AARRHH YAA! … OOH… DAS IST SEHR GUTT!!! AAHHH! Ein sehr gutes Fräulein! Ach ja!!!”
The camera shows Captain Schmitz’s face, locked in an expression of savage elation as he rapes Iris. He loudly groans and grunts while Iris keeps emitting shrill screams and protesting on top of her voice amid the men’s jeers. The camera zoom-out shows Iris wildly shrieking and shaking her head amid the grinning soldiers who restrain her limbs while Captain Schmitz grabs her small waist and pounds her on the small table with an expression of intense satisfaction on his face.
The camera closes up on Iris’s breasts, cupped and pressed by soldiers, then moves up to her distorted face while her head is bobbing from the fierce pounding she’s taking. Iris lets out another shrill scream with her mouth wide open and her eyes almost out of their orbits from the horror she is experiencing.
Dr. Hartz smokes a cigarette as he watches Iris getting gang-raped. Farther to his right, other men are having Margaret pinned and bent over another table, where they are taking turns in raping her from behind, with her alluring buttocks clearly visible. She is still wearing her blouse and her stockings. Margaret endures the punishment, loudly sobbing and whimpering.
Outside the train, four soldiers are playing with the Nun. They have forcibly taken her gown off and stripped her Eve-naked near a thicket of trees. They are encircling her and holding all her limbs, maintaining her one yard above the ground as they mock her and contemplate her gorgeous white body.
In broad daylight, the Nun’s perky breasts are being cupped and kneaded while a man kneels down in front of her cunt, his head buried between her legs; he is giving her a cunnilingus. Another soldier begins sucking her breasts.
The Nun is moaning loud, making the men laugh. The man pleasuring her cunt begins using his hands to vigorously stroke her hips and butt. The Nun groans and moans out loud against the open sky! The soldier keeps pleasuring her, making the Nun further groan and moan amid thunders of laughter.
Then he gets up, drops his trousers and starts raping the Nun. He pounds her as if his life depended on how hard he’s shaking her. Her breasts are now free and jiggling wildly from this relentless pounding and repeated fury.
The Nun keeps moaning and groaning, begging the men to stop, but she’s no longer resisting. The young man then blows his load inside her and screams his echoing bliss under the silent trees. A second soldier takes his place and also consummates the rape, then a third one announces he’s going to go even rougher. All this time, the Nun keeps moaning.
Inside the dining car, Iris screams with waning intensity; her pretty face is bitterly weeping while her head of black hair keeps relentlessly bobbing amid a forest of hands and dark-grey uniform sleeves; she is still pinned on the table by jeering soldiers, her arms stretched out above her head, yet still covered with her pale cardigan sleeves. Captain Schmitz keeps raping her; he is now panting and sweating profusely; his forehead is covered with beads of sweat. He keeps uttering “Ja! … Ja!” with a loud, triumphant voice while his men comment on his stamina.
Iris’s white legs keep brushing against his flanks, offering a sharp contrast against his dark grey uniform as he keeps raping Iris, holding her small waist and relentlessly banging her while grunting like a rutting baboon. Iris starts to whimper and sounds a bit aroused. Soldiers laugh.
Captain Schmitz finally bolts and fills the room with a powerful roar of victory, banging Iris in spasmodic thrusts as he explodes inside her. The camera zooms in to show his face, all his features tensed with animalistic delight as he finishes dumping his load.
The camera shifts down and zooms in on Iris’s face; she is bitterly sobbing, her pretty features deformed as tears are raining down her cheeks. The camera zooms out and shows Dr. Hartz moving in to replace Captain Schmitz.
The tall, dapper Doctor rapes Iris with anger and vengeance. Each of his repeated hip thrusts is loaded with wicked fury!
Dr. Hartz: “You thought you could outsmart me, eh?… hrr, hrrrr… Well, take this, young lady!… hrrr, hrrr, hhhrrr… This!… And this!… Damned proud English woman!!!…. hrrr… hrrr, hrrr, hrrr!!! Not so proud now, eh?… HRRR, HRRR, HRRRRR!!!…”
Dr. Hartz pounds Iris hard as she keeps wailing and writhing with diminishing energy amid the men. A soldier says it’s a nice weather to rape a British girl. They all laugh.
The screen shifts to Margaret, who keeps getting raped from behind and slammed hard against the table amid loud jeers; she is now moaning hard and bobbing her hips back and forth to meet each of her rapist’s cock thrusts. The soldier raping her suddenly drives her against him in repeated spasmodic frenzy and then growls long and hard as he ejaculates inside her.
The screen shifts back to Dr. Hartz as he rapes Iris. It zooms in on his devilish grin and saucer-wide eyes as he intensely looks down on her with an almost demonic gaze. The zoom-out shows him cupping and pressing Iris’s breasts while steadily banging her on the creaking table amid the pack of soldiers.
IRIS (with a feeble voice): “No… no… no… no… aaaaaaahh… no…”
Iris is whimpering and weeping; she also begins moaning.
The Doctor grabs Iris’s hips and lifts her butt off the table as he ragingly intensifies the rape, making her body shake like a sail amid a typhoon; her pale cardigan is swinging along below her shoulders while the soldiers restrain her limbs.
The camera zooms in on Iris’s fast-moving face and dishevelled hair, which shakes like a raven blur as she whimpers and moans hard in the same urgent rhythm as the Doctor’s pounding. Then, the camera moves down to show a close-up of her wildly jiggling breasts, with hints of her wide-open cardigan.
The camera zooms out.
Amid his animalistic grunts, Dr. Hartz suddenly bolts and stands stiff. Then he shoots his load and keeps pounding Iris while groaning and screaming his victory…
Dr. Hartz: “GGGGRRRRRHNNNGGGLLFFFGNRrrrrrrrrrnnnhhhrrr!!! AAaachhhh… WIR HABEN GEWONNEN!!!”
Iris wails in a long plaintive cry as the Doctor fills her up. There’s a close-up on the Doctor’s clenched teeth and crazy eyes as he finishes dumping his load. Then the camera closes up on Iris’s sobbing face, showing her eyes half-closed with tears streaming down her distorted features; her face is still pristine-looking in spite of her intense physical and moral suffering. She softly calls Gilbert’s name. She is panting hard.
As he exits Iris, Dr. Hartz tells her he has been dreaming of this since he first saw her, that he is usually a shy man, but now, in this setting, he sees it fit to give her a good rough-up from these foreign men whom she and her country despise so much.
Then, Iris gets raped by the rank and file.
The first soldier, a Lance Corporal, starts by using his hands. He gently, but insistently rubs her cunt. The camera zooms in, showing two fingers entering her vagina.
IRIS: “NOOOOOOOOOOO! Stop this!… No!!!… Nooooooo!!!… ooohhh…”
A soldier: “Come on, Gefreiter! Make her sing a good tune!”
Another soldier: “Yes, make her sing a nice high-pitched British tune! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
Iris is now moaning and crying at the same time. After a short while, she starts groaning with peculiar high-pitched notes while the foreign Corporal relentlessly keeps fingering her. The men firmly restrain her as Iris wriggles and starts again to groan and moan, begging them to stop shaming her like that. The grey-uniformed Corporal keeps fingering her pussy.
Iris: “AAAaaaahhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!… Nooooo!!!… NAAAoooooooo!!! Stop this! Please… Aaaaaaaahhhh Naaaaooooo!!! Aaaaaaaaahhh… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa… aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…”
Iris suddenly detonates throughout the dining car with a wild, long-enduring moan that encompasses all men present and shuts them up with astonishment. That long moan is followed with a salvo of extremely high-pitched groans. All the soldiers erupt with laughter.
The camera zooms in, showing Iris’s face; she’s sweating with her mouth wide open, her eyes weeping as she keeps forcefully moaning.
A Soldier: “That’s it, Gefreiter! Now that’s a nice-sounding British tune!”
Other soldiers: “Again! Again! Sing for us, Milady!”
The soldier stops fingering Iris. He stands up and unzips his uniform trousers, presenting a fully erect cock of impressive proportions. He then enters Iris, and begins raping her, holding her waist as he bangs her ragingly.
In the same way the Doctor had done, but with even greater strength and fury, the young man lifts Iris clean off the table, and she gets savagely raped, suspended above the table and restrained by several soldiers. He pounds her with such unbridled fury as if he were in a competition to see who bangs her the hardest and longest.
Iris is shaken senseless with her hair flying, her cardigan flapping below her horizontal figure and her perky breasts jiggling out of control! She’s moaning like crazy again, and she’s clearly about to climax again; this gets her a thunder of jeers and laughter from the soldiers.
The Sergeant: “Nice British tune! All paid for in foreign currency! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
A soldier: “It’s a good thing she’s enjoying the ride! She’s going to get all our spunk as a paid tribute to her British beauty!”
A third soldier: “All paid for in foreign currency! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
The screen shows Iris being savagely raped amid the jeering circle of soldiers, with her breasts wildly jiggling. Dr. Hartz looks on smiling while smoking another cigarette. The camera closes in on her as she looks up at the ceiling, her head furiously rocked back and forth with her hair flying around; she is moaning louder and louder under the relentless pounding.
Iris suddenly emits a new salvo of high-pitched groans, followed with a loud detonating moan as she hits another orgasm.
Shortly after, the soldier raping Iris utters a loud growl and discharges his load, his cap falling down from his head as he keeps banging her all through his intense ejaculation. He exits the sobbing girl, panting, and tells his mates that British women are the finest stock.
Another uniformed man immediately replaces him and proceeds to rape her just as savagely, if not even harder, until he too cums inside her. As they all take their turns, the soldiers keep laughing and commenting on how this British Milady loves being roughed up by strong foreign soldiers.
Iris lets the last soldiers in the squad take her without putting up any resistance; she receives them with quiet whimpers while letting her body move along with their overwhelming power. One soldier is clearly a foot lover; he props her legs all the way up and rapes her with her feet resting on his shoulders. Holding her legs and kissing her feet at times, he bangs her feverishly until he screams his delight as he unloads his spunk while pressing Iris’s feet on his face.
The screen shifts to Margaret, who is presently pinned against the wall and savagely banged where she stands. She is groaning loudly and wraps her legs and arms around the young man as he keeps powerfully slamming her against the wall, cupping her butt with his hands. He soon utters a long growl against her face as he concludes with a massive ejaculation.
Another soldier—tall and very handsome—takes his turn. Margaret looks intensely at his youthful features and wraps her legs tightly around him. She moans even louder as she gets bucked once more against the wall. The camera zooms in on Margaret’s face as she moans with increasing intensity and frantically runs her fingers through the lad’s blond hair. A soldier grinns and says she’s a branded whore.
The screen now shifts to show another squad of soldiers. They are standing by in the opposite end of the dining car, near a side door. They are enjoying the show, smoking cigarettes and helping themselves to the bar. Now they move in to claim their prize. They say they have stopped and captured the locomotive, so they deserve a reward.
The moustached Lieutenant presently grabs Iris. Soldiers help him to flip her over. On his order, they swiftly take off her pale cardigan, discarding it.
Iris Henderson is now Eve-nude amid the soldiers. Her naked figure gets catcalls and lewd remarks. A young recruit says she is very beautiful and deserves to be treated with kindness, but he has to make her his.
The Lieutenant firmly bends Iris over the small dining table. His subordinates hold the sobbing girl firmly pinned on the table, this time face down against the wooden tabletop. With his black-gloved hand, he slaps her ass and tells her that he loves a nice British strumpet with such tight and firm buttocks.
IRIS (sobbing): “Go to the Devil! Filthy pigs, all of you!”
HERR LEUTNANT: “You’re going to be a great shag!”
The camera closes up on Iris’s white butt. Iris has a superb butt with firm, nubile curves that appear wide compared to her thin waist. The thin crack of shadow separating her buns smoothly widens down south and offers a nice hint of shadowy cunt. The sweeping curves of her hips blend seamlessly into her alluring legs.
The camera gently moves down the gracious slenderness of her legs and shows her feet, which are just as white and dainty as the rest of her figure and could just as well belong to a teenage girl. One foot is flat on the floor while the other heel is raised with the tenderness of her sole visible.
The camera then zooms out and shows the moustached Lieutenant removing one glove. Then, he starts to finger Iris from behind while resting his other hand on the small of her back.
Iris: “Nooo!!! STOP!!! Please… Don’t do this again… No… Please…”
Iris’s moans start filling the room once more. The Lieutenant soon stops fingering her and urgently sticks out his cock. He emits a thundering grunt as he penetrates Iris.
He grabs her hips and repeatedly slams her against the creaking table, doggy style; his men are encouraging him while others are silently masturbating as they look on. The camera closes up on Iris’s sobbing face as her cheek keeps sliding sideways on the wooden tabletop, her shiny hair moving along as a dark dishevelled mass while she is being raped by the grunting officer. She keeps moaning and whimpering.
The Lieutenant hammers on, holding nothing back. His animalistic grunts fill the dining car as he rapes her in all-out frenzy, which he concludes with a loud, long-sustained growl and he blows his load inside the pretty brunette.
A soldier from the Lieutenant’s squad rushes at Iris and urgently rapes her, doggystyle as well. He soon jolts and growls as he victoriously empties his load inside Iris. He is followed with Captain Schmitz, who takes his second turn inside Iris, this time trying her doggystyle. Dr. Hartz watches the whole scene while masturbating.
Captain Schmitz uses a different technique. He only penetrates Iris half way, keeping his cock near her entrance while copulating at a frantic pace. The camera closes up on his frantic piston action, showing Iris’s butt and his cock raping her at a nearly blurring speed. As he holds her waist, the Captain’s dark gloves intensify her glamorous whiteness.
Iris is now moaning hard under the frenzied punishment. Captain Schmitz soon screams out and powerfully shoots a rope of glistening semen as he accidentally exits her. The massive load splatters the right side of her butt while the soldiers congratulate their panting officer.
Soldier: “Nice offering, Herr Hauptmann!”
Sergeant: “All this in foreign currency! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
Another soldier: “Milady loves her good soldiers! She’s the regiment’s bride! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
The Lieutenant: “Gott und Himmel! I didn’t know raping their women was going to be so much fun!”
Then, the soldier who just congratulated the Captain replaces him and rapes Iris in the same position, using the same technique.
The camera zooms in and shows Iris’s pretty face with her mouth wide open and frantically moaning and whimpering as her head keeps sliding on the tabletop in the same frenzied pace as the copulating strokes.
Before long, the soldier utters a deafening scream of bliss and powerfully relieves himself.
He is followed by the Sergeant, who says after he had the other whore, it’s time for him to sample this cute raven-haired strumpet. He then slaps her ass and begins raping Iris using the same frenzied strokes.
Iris is now whimpering and moaning out of control as the Sergeant keeps up his relentless pounding. She suddenly emits a new salvo of high-pitched moans that fill the dining car, then reverts to whimpering as the Sergeant groans and spews his load; he keeps hammering her deep as he fills her up from behind. The table is now shaking and showing clear signs of fatigue.
Iris feebly begs them again to stop, while another soldier takes his turn and also rapes her from behind.Some soldiers comment on her captivating beauty; they say she deserves taking all their cum inside her pussy.
The soldiers who have already raped her are farther away, smoking and commenting on her tight vagina. One of them says it would be a great idea to try her mouth too. The Sergeant warns him that this could be dangerous, but the Lieutenant says it will be fine; all they have to do is to tell her they are going to kill her friends if she doesn’t obey like a good girl.
As the last soldier finishes ejaculating inside Iris, Dr. Hartz throws his cigarette away and takes a second go at her, holding her butt between his hands and raping her doggystyle as well. A camera close-up shows his face displaying immense satisfaction as he bangs Iris, who moans and whimpers, face down on the table. Dr. Hartz concludes with a resounding roar that echoes throughout the dining car.
Margaret is presently pinned on a table with a soldier raping her while others are restraining her and kneading her breasts through her blouse; she is no longer wearing any skirt nor stockings and she’s taking his strokes without offering the slightest resistance; her head keeps gently bobbing on the tabletop while the soldier takes his pleasure.
While their mate keeps pounding her, the two soldiers restraining Margaret rip her blouse open and urgently yank her bra away. The bra is stretched thin as the soldier pulls, then it snaps broken while the camera zooms in for a frontal close-up of her breasts as they bounce back down and settle in their natural position, and immediately start to jiggle along with her rape in progress.
Margaret has full, average-sized breasts with puffy nipples that contrast rather sharply with her white flesh. Her curvy orbs cast round lines of shadow. The camera zooms in on a soldier’s mouth approaching and engulfing one of her breasts while cupping the other one.
The screen shifts to Margaret’s sweating face and moaning mouth as tears stream down her cheeks. “Please… stop…,” she feebly whispers. The camera zoom-out shows the soldier concluding the rape with a sickly growl; he then pulls out of her and walks up to her face, where he rubs his fluids-coated cock on her spotless nose and cheeks as she does all she can to look away. The soldier finally wipes his cock on her hair.
Another soldier stands nearby, drinking a beer. He takes a large sip, then he pours the rest of the beer on Margaret’s breasts. Then, he sticks his hard cock inside Margaret and begins raping her on the table, grabbing her thighs and banging her vigorously, making her moan loud with her alluring legs brushing his flanks, and he keeps going until he cums hard while another soldier licks the beer off Margaret’s breasts. The third soldier then rapes Margaret as soon as his mate is done.
At one point, Margaret groans repeatedly, almost to the top of her voice, begging them to stop. She takes yet another load of foreign cum. After this, the Lieutenant walks up to Margaret and pays tribute to her glamorous beauty with a savage rape. Margaret keeps groaning and moaning loud, her body shaken under the barrage of cock thrusts until the Lieutenant screams out his final bliss.
Outside, the Nun is now getting owned standing doggy style, by four men—two soldiers and two local hunters. They keep her bent over and take their turns from behind where she stands. They all crack jokes in German. One of the hunters is face-raping her. The camera closes in on the Nun as he growls loudly and pollutes her face with glistening cum amid loud cheers from the onlookers.
Inside the dining car, Iris, still in the nude, is presently forced to kneel down and ordered to give fellatio to each and every soldier who cares to show her his manhood. She is now very obedient.
She has no choice.
Her first customer is Captain Schmitz.
The close-up shows her pretty face, with saucer-wide eyes and her mouth full with the Captain’s cock while the tall man grunts and caresses her hair. He keeps telling her they will now go easy on her if she obeys their commands. He then stops speaking and grabs her head as he starts to savagely face-fuck her, but he soon pulls out of her mouth and frantically masturbates right near her mouth until he utters an impressive roar and erupts with a small geyser of cum that lands right on her pretty face.
Some of it falls inside her mouth and he orders Iris to swallow. The zoom-in shows her gagging, on the verge of retching. She spits out some of it, but then the Lieutenant comes in, his flaccid cock dripping with fresh cum and he orders Iris to suck him clean and hard again, or else they will kill all her friends.
Iris sobs and whimpers in weird muffling sounds as she starts pleasuring the Lieutenant…
HERR LEUTNANT: “Take it in that lovely hand of yours, Fräulein. That’s it! Like this…”
IRIS: “Mmhhhhhhh…”
Iris keeps sucking the Lieutenant; all the soldiers gaze at her kneeling figure, enjoying her naked charms while her head relentlessly bobs back and forth with her hand massaging the officer’s cock, but it stays flaccid; it just won’t go up.
The angry Lieutenant slaps her hard. Iris yelps and falls to the floor, wailing, as the enraged Lieutenant steps out of the dining cart. The Sergeant gently picks up Iris and tenderly kisses her as if she were his fiancée. Then, he kindly asks the frightened girl to kneel down again and pleasure him, or else…
Iris obediently resumes her series of forced oral sex. Soldiers lewdly comment on her whorish prowess. She keeps pleasuring the Sergeant. In the close-up screen, his cock is hard and bulging with veins as her ever-moving mouth keeps coating it with saliva.
The Sergeant is grunting with delight. A camera close-up shows his delighted face as he growls, then the screen quickly shifts down, showing his cock exiting Iris’s mouth and polluting her face with a hefty load of semen.
Then, Iris, now the sobbing girl from the elite London society, kneeling in the nude, starts doing blowjobs for the rank and file. She takes the oldest soldier, who also exits and cums on her, splattering her hair just above her forehead.
Iris Henderson uses her dainty mouth to pleasure each and every soldier, from the Corporals down to the recruits. The growing number of exhausted soldiers are drinking beer and smoking as they watch Iris’s head bobbing away. They keep commenting on her aristocratic beauty.
The screen shifts back to Iris, who is pleasuring the last three men, all young recruits, one of whom points a pistol at her temple as she obediently, albeit reluctantly sucks each of their successive cocks. Each time a man ejaculates, the camera zooms in and shows Iris looking up at him as she receives his load on her pretty face. A soldier says she’s getting mighty good with foreign currency.
“She’s a strumpet all right!” the Lieutenant bellows as he downs a glass of Jägermeister liquor.
When the recruits are gone, the camera closes up on Iris’s cum-polluted face and mouth. Her eyes are closed in silent surrender as she quietly weeps, her entire body shaken with spasmodic sobs.
Presently, the Lieutenant has an idea. They go fetch the locomotive operators, who have been watching the gang-rapes from a side door. The two operators are middle-aged and overweight; their pudgy faces are dirty with a film of soot and their clothes are cheap and very dirty. Both of these gross-looking men are staring very intensely at Iris, who is lying down in the nude near the table where she has been subjected to countless rapes.
The Lieutenant whispers to the Captain’s ear; both officers grin between themselves. The Captain speaks to Iris…
Captain Schmitz: “NOW OUR YOUNG BRITISH LADY HAS BEEN TAUGHT MORE HUMILITY! SHE WILL PRESENTLY GIVE HERSELF TO THESE TWO HONEST WORKERS!”
The camera closes in on Iris’s face and shows her horrified expression as she looks back at the locomotive operators, then it zooms out and shows the Lieutenant translating his words to both men, who grin with joy and walk up to Iris.
The middle-aged men take their suspenders off their shoulders and quickly strip naked from the waist down, their cocks gloriously pointing at Iris.
The first locomotive operator lays himself down on top of her; he quickly penetrates Iris and begins fucking her in the missionary style, grunting and groaning like a lewd gorilla as he delightfully pounds her on the floor.
Iris starts moaning and whimpering. She wraps her legs around the operator and crosses ankles above his naked butt, which he keeps powerfully flexing as he pounds her with grunting delight. The camera zooms in on her lower legs, showing her dainty ankles that seamlessly merge into her small feet. The daintiness and whiteness of Iris’s feet are clearly shown against the darker background while Iris gets raped by the locomotive operator, who keeps panting and grunting as he rests his weight on his arms and looks down at her jiggling breasts that keep making short and firm moves with the soft blurs of her offered nipples.
The camera zooms out, showing several soldiers masturbating frantically while Iris keeps whimpering under the operator’s relentless pounding. Two young soldiers rush at her and growl as they dump their loads on Iris’s feet. The camera closes up on her maid’s feet, now splattered with glistening deposits of cum.
The screen shifts to a scene from much earlier in the film. It shows Iris, fully clad and walking on the quay and about to board the train, while this same operator is staring at her from the locomotive, along with the second operator; both men comment on how gorgeous this brunette is and how they’d love to have their way with her.
The screen shifts back to the scene where the first operator is banging Iris on the dining car’s floor. She whimpers, moans and weeps at the same time while the blackness of her hair keeps bobbing on the rug.
IRIS: “AAAH, aaah, aaah, I’ve, always, aah, wanted to, aaahh, get shagged, by, aaahh, by, the, locomotivv, by the locomotive man, aaahhh, aaaaahh, AAAA, AAAAAH…”
Iris tightens the grip of her legs around the middle-aged mad and lets out a wild scream of bliss as she wraps her arms around him and kisses him while calling him “daddy”.
HERR LEUTNANT: “I TOLD YOU, HERR HAUPTMANN, SHE’S A TRUE STRUMPET!”
CAPTAIN SCHMITZ: “JAWOHL! I SHOULD RECOMMEND YOU FOR PROMOTION, LEUTNANT!”
The entire dining car erupts in wild cheers from the soldiers as the elated operator pounds Iris with intensifying frenzy, panting and puffing with frothing saliva spilling from his mouth. He keeps going until he screams like a banshee and fills up her steamer with a full store of old man’s jism…
“HRR, HRR HHRR HHRR HR HHRR… HHHRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! UGH!!! Gott und Himmel!”
As soon as the relieved man is helped back up to his feet by soldiers who pat him on the back, the second locomotive operator rushes at Iris with his cock fully erect. He picks her up, positions her on all fours, grabs her lithe waist and gleefully takes her doggy style while contemplating the white curves of her protruding butt.
Iris weeps silently as she takes his cock thrusts while supporting her upper body on her elbows, with her face sliding down on the rug in the same rocking motion as her entire body. The camera zooms in on her weeping face, still pretty in spite of her prolonged ordeal. Then, the screen shifts to her white butt being vigorously slammed with repeated fury against the operator’s flabby lower belly. The man is looking down at Iris and her derriere and slams her like a man possessed. He soon utters a series of savage groans that fill the dining car, then he growls like a wild boar as he explodes and gives Iris a massive load of middle-aged cum…
“HHHMMMMNNNGGLLMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNRRRRRRHHH… Oooohh!!!”
Now that they are done with using Iris, the locomotive operators quickly get dressed again and leave the car smiling.
Iris remains lying down, naked, covered with sweat and cum spots. Her naked body is surrounded and encircled by the soldiers.
A SOLDIER: “Her legs and feet are FABELHAFT!”
THE LANCE CORPORAL: “She looks like a mermaid who just lost her fish tail and turned into a gorgeous maid. I’ve never seen so beautiful a girl!”
CAPTAIN SCHMITZ: “Don’t get too sentimental, Gefreiter; she’d have us all shot if she could help it!”
DR. HARTZ (TO IRIS): “YOUNG LADY, I HAVE TO HAND IT TO YOU. I HAVE UNDERESTIMATED YOU. YOU ARE QUITE A GIRL TO SHAG AND I’M GOING TO SEE TO IT THAT YOU GET PROPER REST AND FOOD, SO ME AND MY FRIENDS CAN COME AND SPEND TIME WITH YOU AGAIN.”
Iris remains on the floor in foetal position. She silently weeps with her head cast down.
When the soldiers pick her up, Iris starts crying in spasmodic wails. One of the teenage boys kisses her and wipes her tears; he gently speaks to her and this calms her down enough for the men to force the naked woman back into her torn and battered clothes. Margaret and the Nun are already standing near a side door, wearing their torn and ragged clothes. Both women look haggard and utterly exhausted.
The soldiers leave the scene with their prisoners. Iris and the Nun are taken somewhere, downtown to a military brothel, to be inducted to their new life as entertainment for the troops. Margaret is taken to a different brothel that specializes in catering to the needs of men who like glamorous women in their thirties.
Miss Froy makes it safe to London. The spy is devastated when she learns about Gilbert’s death and Iris’s capture. She vows to rescue and free Iris.
Dr. Hartz becomes a regular in the military brothel. He just can’t get enough of Iris.
The last scene ends in a cheaply furnished room, where a naked Dr. Hartz is bucking Iris like he did on the train. He keeps banging her soft, tight ass against his naked frame with great relish, filling the room with his grunts as Iris takes the punishment, nearly silent with thin tears wetting her pretty face as she keeps getting rocked on the creaking bed.
“Nobody is going to come and save you, my dear!” He tells her before growling and spewing his load inside her.
The End
