Escape from the Ukraine : Nina's Story ( Request by Simon 4242)

[Stormtrooper1990]

This a request from member Simon 4242. A spin off from the recent season three story arc of the SI, here Miss Russian Army paratrooper Private Nina Popova as been imprisoned following her Squad's incapacitation, at the hands of SOG 6 during Operation C!ear Sky. The only thing standing between her and freedom is her female Ukrainian guard, who bares a similar resemblance to Nina. This gives her cunning idea for escape, this is Nina's story...



It had been two days since Private Nina Popova had been captured and tossed into this cell in a Ukrainian prison, the thing that gnawed at Nina the most was she had no memory of just how she got captured. All she remembered was that she was on her way to relief the drone outpost with Corporal Belikova, and the two bitches Morozova and Levedeva. The two had insulted her and we're about to incur the wrath of the beautiful Corporal Anya then things got a little hazy, Nina remembered something about a strange grenade being thrown through the window of their jeep, then her ears went pop. Then nothing. The next thing Nina remembered was waking up in a Ukrainian field hospital, in cuffs the guards leering at her taunting her about how she and her squad where found completely naked in the bushes. Some Ukrainian partisans had made off with her squads uniforms, and had used them for god knows what, the thought that some Ukrainian bitch had stripped her and seen her naked, without buying her dinner first, had angered Nina filling her with a resolve she never realised she had before now. She needed a plan, she needed to escape and for that Nina needed a guards uniform. Nina sighed as she rubbed her beautiful face, running her fingers through her long blonde locks as she sat on her cot, catching her reflection in the mirror in her cell. What a come down this was for Miss Russian Army, thought Nina, as she regarded her shallow cheekbones beautiful rounded face , and big brown eyes. Her once braided honey blonde hair, falling limply around her face and shoulders like a badly drawn pair of curtains. She shook her head, why that bitch partisan saw fit to steal her long beautiful braid Nina would never understand. And the worst thing was that she was wearing the most unflattering orange prison jumpsuit, that clashed with her light pale complexion. Nina smiled it was time to rectify that. During her training, Nina remembered what Drill Sergeant Khukova had bored into them. "Pay attention, recruits I will say this only once. If you are ever in the position of where you are captured by the enemy, remember this. You are women and your greatest weapon is your mind, the enemy will want something from you. Most likely it will be your body, use this to your advantage. Seduce them, get them to lower their pants then strike. Then take her uniform and get out of there." Nina had sized up the only guard in here, a lowly private Ill disciplined and very lonely, and the best thing was she was almost a dead ringer for her. Nina had also seen the looks the soldier gave her. At a glance the remaining soldiers would be easily fooled, allowing her to escape and find her way back to Russian lines. Nina smiled as she put her plan into action. "Guard, guard! Come I have something to show you!" She cried at the top of her lungs.


Private Nastasiya Havrylyuk was playing Angry Birds on her phone as she sat at her desk, trying to alleviate her boredom and keep the thoughts of Miss Russian Army from her mind. It wasn't working as she constantly felt her nipples prick and her loins go afire at the though of both of them naked, intertwined on the Russian's prison cot in carnal bliss. No Nastasiya, she thought the bitch is the enemy remember you oath to the motherland. At 21, Nastasiya was often relegated to rear echelon roles like this, she didn't see much point in guarding one prisoner no matter how comely they were. She was dressed in the standard Ukrainian Army uniform of the 30th Field Support Detachment, which consisted of a matching digital camouflage jacket and combat trousers with beige combat boots and matching military cap perched on her head, with her unit badge stitched on the front. Her jacket displayed her name on her right breast, with her rank chevron on the front of her jacket under her C-cup breasts and the Ukrainian flag flying proudly on her right shoulder. Under her uniform she wore a olive green under vest and black hipster shorts. Nastasiya sighed as she caught her reflection in her phone screen, it was true that she bore more then a passing resemblance to the attractive Miss Russian Army, even down to her eyes why they could even be sisters. The only difference was that her long blonde hair was done up in a sensible bun knot, under her cap and she wore small looped earrings. Bored with her game, Nastasiya put her phone back into her trouser pocket, as she heard her prisoner call her. "Guard! Guard! Come here I have something to show you." Smiling despite herself, Nastasiya walked up to Ms Russian Army's cell fixing the girl with a suggestive stare through the small door hole. "What is it, little Miss Russian Army."


Nina smiled as the guard, took the bait all that remained was to reel the catch in. " Please call me Nina, what's you name Guard?" Nina tried to crane her neck to see her name on her jacket. Nina could see that the young guards desires were at war with her common sense. " Private Nastasiya Havrylyuk, and that's all you are getting, Nina." The use of her given name implied totally the opposite, the private wanted her. Nina decided to press her advantage. "Really? Don't you want more, sweet Nastasiya? I have seen the way you look at me. Come on in, let me keep you company." Nina unzipped her orange prison jumpsuit, showing a generous amount of her B-cup cleavage then worked it loose off her shoulders letting the unflattering garment fall at her feet. Standing there only in her prison issue sheer white crop vest and scanty panties. Nina kicked off her white plimsolls as she felt Nastasiya's eyes trace the curves of her breasts and hips, the guard was panting with sexual desire as saw Nina's nipples peaking through the thin fabric of her vest. Finally, the guard gave into her desires as she unlocked the cell door then locked it behind her, then pinned Nina to the wall of her cell with her mouth. Nina passionately kissed Nastasiya as she unbuttoned the Privates combat trousers, feeling her hands cup and massage her breasts under her vest. Nina nuzzled Nastasiya's neck as she pulled down the woman's trousers and shorts, gently caressing her small vulva with her fingers, eliciting moans of desire from her Ukrainian captor. "Yes! Yes! Deeper Nina, deeper!" With Nastasiya completely under her sway, Nina decided the time was now. " You like it don't you, sweet Nastasiya?" She whispered into her guards ear. " Well you are not going to like this." Nina kneed Nastasiya in her vagina, she let out a sound of arousal as she doubled over. Without giving her guard a second to react, Nina delivered a swift neck chop to the back of the Privates neck, a half naked Nastasiya fell to floor of the cell unconscious.


Panting with sexual desire Nina stripped off her prison underwear, and knelt by the stricken Nastasiya. "I'am sorry, sweet Nastasiya." She said as she caressed the guards face. "Under normal circumstances, I would have taken you to the moon and back, but I need your uniform." Without wasting any more time, Nina started to strip the unconscious private. After removing her hat, combat boots and her looped earrings Nina took the combat trousers and hipster shorts from around Nastasiya's ankles. As she pulled them up, over her bare legs buttoning up the trousers Nina took time to admire the guards small vulva, she was rubbing only a second ago, crowned with a trimmed strip of golden pubic hair, and her long divine legs. "You took care of your womanhood, Nastasiya. Very fine indeed. Now let's see how well stacked you are." Nina said to the unconscious guard, as she unbuttoned her uniform jacket working it loose from her shoulders. Flicking the young guards arms up, Nina pulled the undershirt off her body. " Oh my god, look that these beauties. My sweet Nastasiya, you are blessed." Nina drank in the site of Nastasiya's well rounded C-cup breasts with perky circular light pink areolas. " You don't mind, if I touch them do you. Sweet Nastasiya." Nina asked rhetorically as she caressed the soft warm breasts of her unconscious captor, gently pinching her perky nipples, eliciting soft moans of desire from Nina. Stopping herself from getting too aroused, Nina quickly dressed in her stolen uniform, as an afterthought she worked the scrunchie loose from Nastasiya's hair, copying her bun and inserting the guards looped earrings into her lobes. When she was finished, Nina bound and gagged the unconscious naked Nastasiya using a combination of her prison underwear and orange jumpsuit torn into strips, stashing the naked athletic Ukrainian in her prison cot. " There you are sweet Nastasiya, enjoy your nap." Nina blew the naked guard a kiss, as she threw the covers over her body, tucking her into the bed. She picked up the guards keys, unlocked the cell door and walked out into the cell block corridor, locking the cell door behind her. Nina then tossed the keys back into the cell, smiling she walked out of the cell block.



Using her stolen uniform, Nina exchanged a few smiles and nods with other Ukrainian soldiers even saluting a Sergeant as she passed. Nina found a Ukrainian jeep parked at a nearby carpool. Luckily for her the keys were still in the ignition, Nina got in switched on the ignition and drove past the front checkpoint giving the guard a quick salute as she was waved past. Taking a deep breath as she drove down the road, another thought came to Nina. Where exactly was she and just how far was she from Russian lines? After she had driven for more then an hour, Nina had come across a signpost that read "Karosten 3 miles" Checking the field map in her jeep, Nina sighed she was at least 100 miles in the opposite direction from Russian lines. But the good news was she wasn't very far away from the Belarusian border. The Belarusians were an allied state, if she made it over the border Nina could easily get back home to Russia via the embassy in Minsk. But first she needed a change of clothes, if she crossed the border dressed like this Nina could get shot as a spy. Nina drive towards town, all she needed to do was to find a civilian take her out and steal her clothes. Then she would be home free.



It seemed that luck was on her side, as Nina pulled the jeep up a mile out of town. On the other side of the road, crouched over her the open hood of her car was a young local woman. She was dressed in a black coat underwhich she wore a pink top, that showed a hit of her B-cup cleavage, and tight skinny skinny jeans that showed off her long legs and tight pert ass, with black booties on her feet. The girl had long brown hair with high cheek bones with heart shaped features and almond shaped blue eyes. Nina smiled, unlike Nastasiya this civilian was exactly her size her clothes and car would get her over the border. Searching the jeep for a suitable weapon, Nina found a tire iron. Gripping it in her right hand, Nina crouched low. Sneaking up on the unsuspecting woman.


Julia Tyshchenko was stumped, she had no idea why her car had suddenly stopped as she crouched over her engine. Sighing she stood up, stretching out her arms. Were was a man when you needed one, she thought. At 22, Julia was driving to the Karosten POW camp, were she worked as a civilian admin assistant when her car, a vintage red VW bug had given up on her. She had considered herself lucky at this point, she was far away from the war and had not ran into any Russians, thank god. Shaking her head there was nothing else for it, she would need to call for roadside recovery. As she reached for her phone, Julia felt a sharp pain at the back of her head, she let out a brief cry of pain as she collapsed onto the tarmac unconscious.


Nina knelt by the unconscious woman, putting a finger to her neck, she found a weak pulse. Nina didn't want to kill her, she just needed her clothes and car. Nina searched her pocket, finding her driver's licence. "I'am really sorry about this, sweet Julia." She said as she read the card. "But I really need your outfit." After caressing the unconscious girl's face, Nina picked up her unconscious body under her shoulders and dragged her into the bushes. "Ok, sweet Julia. Let's see what you have got under your hood." Nina said as she laid the girl's body down, rubbing her hands together. After she stripped out of the uniform and underwear she had taken from Nastasiya, Nina began to strip the unconscious Julia. Nina pulled up the girl into a seated position, slipping off her coat from around shoulders and after holding up Julia's arms pulled off the pink top. "Wow cute bra, sorry sweetie. But I will be taking that off your hands, along with your panties." Nina said as she took in the girl's dark blue bra, with light blue straps and lace detailing, a light blue bow between the cups. Nina unclasped the girl's bra, slipping it off her shoulders, letting the half naked unconscious Julia fall back to the ground. "Wow! Nice tits, just like Nastasiya. Do you mind if I give them a quick feel?" Nina took in the well rounded B-cup breasts with pink circular areolas, gently caressed the soft warm breasts and nipples of her victim. Stopping herself before she came, Nina clasped on the bra as she removed the black booties from Julia's feet. After she unfastened the unconscious Julia's jeans, Nina peeled them off down her long divine legs. "A matching thong, very nice. If you don't mind Julia..." Before she pulled off the matching G-string thong, admired the matching blue lace trim above the gusset, with matching ribbons on either side. Nina whipped off the panties, exposing Julia's clean shaven small vulva. "I don't mind clean shaven, honey. You have a nice clit." As she dressed in the rest of Julia's clothes, Nina admired her slim petite body, taking in the gentle curves of her tits and ass. " Sorry about this Julia. If had extra time, I would have loved to have gotten to know you a little better." As an afterthought, Nina bound and gagged the naked unconscious Julia with Nastasiya's underwear and torn strips from her uniform. When she was finished, Nina walked towards the car, leaving the naked bound Julia in the bushes. Back home in Moscow, Nina worked in her father's garage as an auto mechanic, and knew engines inside out. A quick diagnosis told Nina that the dumb bitch, had forgotten to top up her oil, shaking her head Nina fetched an oil can from her jeep and quickly topped up the oil. After five minutes, Nina shut the hood cover and got into the driver's side of the VW bug. She let out a triumphant cry, as the engine roared into life. Belting her seatbelt, Nina turned the car around and drove towards the Belarusian border.


As Nina drove up to the border, she was stopped by a pretty female Belarusian soldier, with three of her colleagues, at a border checkpoint. "Halt! Please state your name and purpose for entering the state of Belarus. Nina flashed her a smile. " Good day, soldier. My name is Private Nina Popova of the 44th Aerial Support Detachment my service number is DG1678907, I'am an escaped Russian Prisoner of War and I request entry into your nation as an ally." The soldier relaxed a little. " Did you steal those clothes and this car.?" She asked. Nina nodded "Desperate times, desperate measures comrade." The soldier smiled as she looped her AKSU- 74 over her shoulder. " Just wait here. I will call the consulate, to verify your service record." After five minutes, the soldier returned grinning. "Ok, your story checks out. Welcome to the nation of Belarus, Private Popova. Ms Russian Army." The soldier flashed her a quick salute, which Nina returned. "Ok let her pass." She ordered the woman by the barrier. "Good luck, private and safe travels to Minsk." Nina thanked her as she drove past, throwing salutes at the other border guards. As she drove down the road, away from the checkpoint Nina let out a huge sigh of relief. She had done it, she had escaped the Ukraine, she grinned widely imagining the huge hugs she would get from her family when she returned home to Moscow.

[meditions142]

Great story. Terrific twist on the seduce the guard concept.

Nastasiya is pretty but kind of a dummy.

Liked too the little touch of Nina checking Julia's pulse to make sure she hadn't killed her. Also a good touch to add.

And while as I have said I like techniques where the women are put to sleep for a long time, given the story here and that not being an option definitely enjoyed the improvised bondage.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Great story. Terrific twist on the seduce the guard concept.

Nastasiya is pretty but kind of a dummy.

Liked too the little touch of Nina checking Julia's pulse to make sure she hadn't killed her. Also a good touch to add.

And while as I have said I like techniques where the women are put to sleep for a long time, given the story here and that not being an option definitely enjoyed the improvised bondage.

Thanks meds

Poor Nastasyia was a very frustrated dummy, and Nina took full advantage.


As I may of mentioned, improvised bondage is way better. In this situation, a prison escape is one of the situations in which it totally works. Nina didn't want to kill the women, she just needed to escape and return to her family. Another situation where improvised bondage works is in Kelly's story and Miranda's in Sisterhood. Neither had access to SI weaponry or sedatives to keep the women quiet, so they improvised showing their cunning and skill.


At all other times, like you my friend, I prefer the women to be kept quiet for a long period of time, stashed in a nice locker or comfy dumpster. No rope or gags required.

[simon4242]

thank you stormzy ,wonderfully brought to life can you do a little epilogue

[Stormtrooper1990]

URGENT BULLETIN

UKRAINIAN ARMY SECURITY MEMO


At 12:30pm, Prisoner Popova escaped from the Karastan POW camp. After questioning Private Nastasyia Havrylyuk revealed that Popova had seduced her into her cell with the promise of sexual intercourse. She then proceeded to knock out Private Havrylyuk during their liaison, and steal her uniform, to effect her escape from the prison camp. The private was discovered naked, in the prison cot, bound in the discarded underwear and prison uniform that Popova had worn previously. Private Havrylyuk as since been disciplined for her serious lack of judgement.


A local woman was found stripped naked, in the woods outside Karastan, she as been identified as Julia Tyshchenko, 22. A civilian Administrator working at the POW camp. She had been bound with Private Havrylyuk's missing uniform, and had suffered a blow to the back of the head with a blunt instrument. It is clear that Popova attacked the woman, stealing all of her clothing and car to better effect her escape. Ms Tyshchenko remains unconscious in a local hospital, recovering from a mild concussion, so she cannot be questioned until she wakes up.

Popova remains at large and we believe that she may have used Ms Tyshchenko's clothing and car, to enter Belarus, an allied nation of the Russian Federation. From there, she's is out of our reach.


Signed

Major Anna Kurylenko, Chief Intelligence Officer. Ukrainian Army Command