Stripped, half-naked on a snowdrift,
And so they drove through the villages in pisugas ...
Yes, to get your Fuhrer coffin,
And we will see communism in the distance!
We better not expect mercy
And I won"t say a word to the Nazis!
In vain did I think in wild anger,
What a Komsomol member is a timid sheep!
Enemies put me up on the rack,
Under the heels of the fires ignited ...
And I hear the battle - you are a pori wire,
I am the path of sorrows of red-hot coals miles!
There is no recognition and the current is not terrible,
I will endure any challenge...
Let it be a shock to the Nazis
And for me, any dust of suffering!
I'll go through it all, I'll take it, believe me
Since my homeland is Russia...
And the beast of fascism will be buried,
Christ will come and the Red Mission!
Yes, I know, I know, a loop is waiting for me,
Perhaps there will be worse executions!
We'll have to start the country from scratch,
Because there have been a lot of outrages!
And then came the great communism,
On Mars, we, playing, ran ...
Let humanism triumph in the world,
For fighting so hard!
You will be the universe, know mine
Such endless radiant stars ...
An eagle who was once a sparrow,
Any of us with the recognition of the artist!
Rosa did not even notice in her pride how she was brought into the room for a search. And three female guards began to undress her with their deft, habitual movements of professionals. And the proud celestial Rosa Luxembourg turned out to be completely naked in front of three guards, who looked a lot like gorillas.
Only a painful pinch with a large paw on her bare chest with the words: "Oh, what boobs ", dispelled Rosa's major mood, and she bashfully covered herself and exclaimed:
- What are you doing!?
Rose, especially in the nude, looked very young, her waist was thin, and her figure was impeccable.
So the matron smiled and replied:
- Nothing special girl! Aunt will now feel you for the forbidden - stabbing, cutting, chemistry! Well, secret notes!
Rose, unsuccessfully trying to cover her nakedness with her hands, answered:
- I have nothing, and it's humiliating and disgusting!
The matron with officer's epaulettes laughed and answered resolutely:
- Don't move! Otherwise it will hurt!
And large hands in thin rubber gloves began to unceremoniously rummage around Rose's fine, beautiful, seductive body. Two other guards, also masculine and tall, firmly held the young, figured woman by the hands, not allowing her to cover her shameful places with her own.
The large matron pulled Rosa's ears, felt her, and peered into her nostrils. Then she reached into her mouth with her gloved fingers. And it was very disgusting, Rose felt sick from the touch of rubber. In addition, the thought arose that maybe these were not disposable gloves, and she used them earlier, climbing into the intimate places of women. And from these thoughts, Rose almost threw up. Only a titanic effort of will, and unwillingness to show her weakness, allowed Rosa to restrain the release of vomit .
And her fingers reached the very tonsils, were under the tongue, felt the sky, behind the cheeks, and a very disgusting taste of rubber remained in her mouth. Having finished with the check in her mouth, the matron began to knead Rosa's chest again. At her rough touch, the young woman's scarlet nipples swelled and hardened.
The guards smiled and muttered:
- Well? Like? I see that my caresses excite you!
Rosa Luxembourg growled:
- You bitch! Behave like that!
The female officer in response removed the young revolutionary in the face and noted:
- Know your place as a rebel! Otherwise I'll send you to the ice cell - naked!
Then she continued to shamelessly rummage around the prisoner's body.
Her strong fingers pressed against her navel, causing Rosa Luxembourg to cry out in pain. Then they felt very roughly and painfully under the armpits of a revolutionary woman.
But the most rude and humiliating was yet to come. The matron ordered:
- Spread your legs wider!
Rose reluctantly obeyed. And the female warder rudely put her large paw into the vagina. The gloved thumbs, slippery from the saliva that was in the rose's mouth, entered the woman's womb very deeply. The walls of the vagina strongly parted, and it became incredibly painful.
Rose screamed and twitched, trying to break free. But the powerful guards, who had considerable experience in the search, held her tightly. The jailer's fingers reached the very uterus, and continued to pick. It was both painful and extremely humiliating.
And the masculine gorilla warden continued to spin. Finally, after another turn of her huge paw, the revolutionary woman turned deathly pale, and gasping, she turned off. Her head with blond hair fell sideways.