Of course he had looked as the shirt hung opened and she took her food, though now as she made an attempt to cover herself his eyes drifted up to her red ones. He frowned at a past memory conjured up by her words then relaxed stoically.

The food had been meant for the staff here, not the prisoners, she could probably gather as much for herself. "I was once a major in the army of the Fuher. I new things then and had been involved in various projects but alas that came to an end when we apprehended a prisoner who escaped from his cell, a mere boy but he saw things that he shouldn't have. Thus I was ordered to kill him but I was unable to do so, my superior did though I was demoted for my efforts.

"But I cannot imagine your plight, shouldn't you be use to scrutiny given your heritage?"

He had always been in the popular crowds never one looking in so to speak so he had no way of really empathizing with the situation. He supposed being a constant test subject would be a hinderance, but it was for the fatherland and sacrifices had to be made ...

"I admit, comfortable times were a rare occasion. But that is in no comparison to today." Her eyes drifted off of his, returning to her plate as she ate more of the eggs, shaking her head even before she could reply. "I've just been cut and hurt for experiments I did not want to take part in, there are wounds you can't see now but I assure you, it's not only these small ones on my arm .. Not to think what they will cause me to feel once the effect of the drug will wear off." Her thighs rubbed against each other as if to remind her of the cuts on them.

"From now on, whichever place I happen to come across in this country, people will hate me when they recognise what I am, even more than they usually do. Basically, they could rape and kill me, nobody would care. But I take it that's none of your concern, I belong to one of the lower races after all and if sparing the life of a single boy satisfies you, then .. "

Angry about even having to explain this, she took the chance to silence herself with her last slice of egg. Ryu considered pouncing on him, disarm him but taking into account that he was a trained soldier, it wouldn't lead anywhere. Not this deep in the compound she was in.

He considered what she said, nodding slightly as she spoke. "Like the French." He knew full well that they had been reviled for how quickly they gave in and the fact that their women fratanized with the German soldiers.

He considered her words carefully then shook his head. "No, the furher would not stand for that. The rate of crime has declined and I'm sure no such thing would be permitted to occur in the open at least. Even for one not of the Aryan race. When a woman was robbed, the furher stepped in himself and sentenced the accused more harshly then he was sentenced.

"Maybe ... behind closed doors but I would even doubt that since such could lead to more mongrels being conceived."

Franz had not realized the thought process that was going through her head, or maybe he had and was seeing if she would go through with her thoughts. Would he have been worried? Should he have been? He finished cutting up her steak placing his knife away. He considered her plight for a moment.

"A tough strait to be in for certain."

"A tough strait .. " She shook it off as just another remark of his, it would be hard for her to think there was any hope, a chance of rescue. Time would be an important factor, although she would not wait for the needed amount to pass.

"If such crimes are forbidden, then why am I in such an environment .. To be honest, I've been in a few camps before I ended up here. All our things have been taken from us and sometimes we're killed for the slightest offense." Ryu was acting neutral, but the hidden notion of distress would still be noticeable. Once again she raised and walked over to Franz, the steak even better than the eggs as the smell and flavor hit her right away.

"What's up with all the good food? It tastes great .. I didn't expect to eat this considering what I did for much less .. " Not bothering with the appeal of her bare chest, she let go of the garment and began to collect a few pieces of meat, but instead of using her plate and return to the gurney she kept standing there.

The truth was that her shirt was wrecked, the two were adults after all and she could expect a little modesty from her warden.

Franz considered her comment, comparing her situation to that of the woman who had been robbed, the answer being fairly evident and reached well before she reached him. His gaze traveled down to her fingers watching as they took up the pieces of cut meat, his eyes traveling upward to the open shirt, casually strolling over her chest, then to her modest breasts. He cut see the nicks on the plump flesh that called to him, yearning to be touched but he remained firm in his stance in more ways than one.

"That is simple. The Fuhrur doesn't deem you as an Aryan and as such you are viewed by his government as being less than human. Your fate is inconsequential to him."

His eyes flickered back down to the plate of food as she commented on it.

"In the camp you were dealing with standard rations. You would receive them here if not for the doctor, he wished for you to be fed then cleaned up. His orders. He wished for you to receive finer foods than other prisoners, I suppose he's either taken a liking to you or he sees you as useful. The answer of course matters not to me in order to carry out the order."

"That's .. rather rude." Ignoring her earlier thoughts not to eat more than she needed, she was enjoying every bit of her meal, knowing she'd probably get more of the same kind. Unfortunately she had eaten everything, except the juice that was calling to her.

Ryu leaned forward, knowing this would give a nice view of her backside as she reached out for the drink, gravity doing its part as the tight yet open uniform would not keep her large breasts hidden from the public, at least not as much as before. She took a bit longer than necessary, drawing out the motion in order to tempt the soldier to do something. Then she returned to an appropriate stance, taking a sip as if to check that it did not contain any poison, although a sip could be fatal as well.

But no, everything seemed to be all right. Soon the girl was licking her lips as she finished, placing the jar that contained the drink next to the plates before returning her attention to him. "Thanks for the food anyway. I think .. we can move on to the cleaning part now? Presumably there's special rooms for this, or not, so please don't be rash and shoot me when we go there like I was trying to escape .. "

Franz watchhat hang lowed her subtle body, his eyes roaming over her as she leaned forward focusing in on her breast that hung in plain view now. She could see that there was a bulge in his pants and as she straightened to offer a few words to him he seemed rather distracted.

Whether or not he heard her words she did not know, for he glanced to the dishes on the trolley, pushed them atop of it a little and seemed as if he were trying to organize them in some manner but she soon discovered that that had been busy work that he under took for a moment later his gaze swung back to her.

He took a step forward, hands reaching out to grasp her by the hips as momentum and his weight over her drove her back to the gurney. Quickly his mouth attached itself to a breast, his head partially disappearing beneath her opened shirt, his mouth closing over one of her breasts with his tongue flicking over her nipple as he suckled against the flesh within the confines of his mouth.

Fingers tightened in their hold of her hips though not to the degree where she felt that she could not pull away had she wanted to. Franz's mouth latching onto her breast and suckling like a pup at a teet trying to get milk.

It's been more of a tease rather than an intention to arouse him, explaining her surprise as she felt herself driven back to the gurney. Ryu gasped as he latched on to one of her breasts, eagerly sucking on it as the subtle pleasure provided by his tongue caused her nipple to harden in no time, as if he triggered the joy of her desire to be dominated when he tightened the hold on her hips.

She found herself trying to struggle against this assault, bringing her hands up to push him away. However, she did not resist him, fingers brushed through his hair before they settled down, not applying any pressure though the pleasure elicited by his actions was obvious. What was she thinking? Give herself away to a man that did not value her? Franz mentioned she was considered less than human by the government, perhaps she was more to him then?

Her cheeks were covered in a fine blush as thoughts of resistance were fading away, the free hand giving his shoulder a tender squeeze as those fiery eyes watched him work his magic on her engorged breast. He really had a handsome appearance, something that allowed her lust to rebuild from her recent experiments with the doctor.

Franz seemed to waste no time as his hands lifted her up off the ground briefly to seat her one the gurney as his mouth still suckled against the hardening nipple, his tongue working to flick over it casually. His hands streaming up and down her ribs as his mouth plied against her.

Finally one washed down to her crotch, rubbing against it before losing the button on her pants and allowing the fingers of his hand to creep down them, rubbing up and down her sex vigorously as he panted out against her captured breath.

His own groan enflamed, throbbed against his pants as he continued to lavish her with his attentions until the was a sudden knock on the door, his lips coming off her breast as his head turned in the direction of it. A square of light blossomed as the door opened, a German soldier poking his head into the chamber, Franz's fingers stilling against her.

The new arrival seemed nonplused about what was going on and spoke in German about Franz being needed in ward 12 before he dipped back out, closing the door and leaving the two alone. Franz took a step away from her, licked his lips and looked at her then headed to the door.

Ryu blushed heavily as the door opened, having the two soldiers talk despite the awkwardness of these brief moments. Fortunately he didn't stay long and left, but it appeared that his words were enough to cause Franz to retreat and mind his own business. He was still on duty and couldn't spend all his time making out with a prisoner after all.

As she had to let go and watch him turn she felt her body longing for his touch, it had been cruel to leave her behind in an aroused state, brisk lust that coursed through her body due to a quick surrender now felt like punishment. She sealed her pants and shirt, then slid off the gurney and stared towards the door.

"You're not going to stay away for long, are you?" Having to maintain social contacts seemed essential in this place and she was having an interest in him. What exactly would she expect from all this? The gypsy Ivanna couldn't tell, he didn't hurt or force her to do what she did. That thought aside, there could always be other soldiers that grew tired and were up for a change, he was keeping the others away although their recent visitor might spread rumors.

One way or another, all she could do was wait for someone to come and clean her up, or going through more experiments. An escape from this chamber was planned, but she lacked the general idea how to move on afterwards.

She was familiar with the lay out of the camp but had not been in this building long to know where things were not seeing too much so far. As she came towards him Franz looked over at her, shaking his head slightly. He did not assume that the matter, whatever it was, would occupy his attention for so long since he was so hard as it was and needed to see to that matter.

He departed though and while she was locked into the cell the wheeled cart was still here, as was her plate. In their haste neither guard saw to it. Their were no utensils though.

A few minutes after she had been sealed into her cell a man came by with a rag, some water in a sealed clear plastic container that he used to dab away dried blood and the residue of salt from off her arm. He even gave her another shirt, a rarity to get a ration of clothing so quickly that only proved that her station had improved, though this shirt fit better than the last too, it was a little big but not overly so.

Sadly there weren't any means of attacking the man that came to clean her up, also in rather uncomfortable places. Even if there would have been utensils to use she doubted that it was smart to engage, neither was she able to assure if he was armed. If he was, she didn't know if she was able to actually kill another human being.

Ryu endured the cleaning while trying not to show her discomfort, luckily she was given another shirt to hide her front with. She was quick to change and although the view she gave others proved to be beneficial at some point, it seemed inappropriate to her to walk around the compound like a slut.

Obviously she was granted all this because she did what she did, using her body to adress the germans desires for flesh. Perhaps she would have gotten the same reactions elsewhere.

The man was unarmed by the looks of it, Ryu was cleaned up and the man left. She was in the cell for some time, without a window or a clock it was hard to determine how long she had been sealed away for until the door was opened again some time later.

Franz returning from wherever he rushed off to. He shook his head slightly as if dismissing something as he closed the door behind him, his eyes flung to the tray that still had the dirty plates on it then back towards her.

"I see you've been cleaned up," he spoke in perfect German as he approached. "The camp may be moved though I doubt it, the Russians are getting closer and questions of security have arisen but for now the furher had ensured that their army fails to advance further on our position given the forces of the Motherland."

She was listening to whatever she could, whatever would keep her from thinking about this prison, not counting seconds at all. Despite a few muffled sounds coming from outside she didn't hear much, perhaps her own steps as she walked around the plain room. It surely didn't offer much, aside from the considerable lack of alternate routes leading outside. A gurney, a few dirty plates, nothing worth paying attention to.

As Franz returned she was rather relieved than insecure, but that didn't mean she was going to let him continue with what they were doing before he took off. The information he provided her with seemed as positive as the thought of staying a test subject. Did the russian forces delay there own advance or did the germans force them to hold their position? The term 'motherland' in this relation confused her, either way it meant that the chance of being rescued soon decreased further. "I don't see why you'd be telling me this, Franz."

Ryu looked at the approaching soldier, smirking as she couldn't resist asking him about it. "Anything interesting in vault twelve? You seemed thoughtful just a second ago."

"No particular reason other than for converstaion's sake," Franz added. He had been vague with his description of what had been going on and as it were Ryu had been left to wonder exactly what was going on not having a complete picture. She knew more than she had before though, and knowledge was a dangerous tool that could be wielded in many ways.

"Oh, no more than the routine in that ward. Just securing the doctor's test subjects, the ones that have shown promise are placed there, while it is a little risky to keep everything in one place it does make it easier to transport prisoners should we have to move out in a hurry.

""There were a few soldiers that were jumping the gun, anticipating that we would need to move out of here but it was merely a false alarm. I would imagine that you will be transferred there as well once you'vve been processed by the doctor, I hear that the new serum has taken well to you so by default you are quiet useful in that endeavor without even applying any merit to the situation."