“I am going to cut you over and over until you faint from the pain. You will still be chained fast to asian this bed when you awake.” Then he cut mercilessly into the tender silkiness where her thighs met her cheeks and the mounting catharsis drove Katya over the brink into unconsciousness. Twice during the night, she felt a stranger climb onto her helplessly imprisoned form and drive a brutal cock into her striped and tender arse. The first used her quickly and brutally; ramming bolts of agony deep inside her until he gasped, spent and departed in silence. The other allowed himself more time and opened her slowly with long, leisurely strokes. A moan of pleasure escaped her and he put his mouth to her ear. “You must find a way for us to steal your body afterwards” Grigori murmured. “Yes, yes,” she stammered, sobbing. “The next time I fuck you,” he hissed, driving faster and harder, his words coming in rhythmic pants “I want you to be cold on my butcher’s slab”. He grunted and came. Katya wailed from the depths of her being and fainted again. She was still lost and bemused at daybreak when strange hands dressed her in her own clothes, helped her into the back seat of a grey hatchback, and drove her to a walkway near her own apartment.   YUDIF Katya returned to work, blaming her evident stiffness and tenderness on a skating accident the previous evening. Her colleagues were solicitous, and finally insisted that she leave early to recuperate. To their surprise she agreed readily, but when Katya gingerly perched on her scooter and rode through the ministry gates that afternoon she was not on her way home. She was forbidden to spend any of her remaining nights in her own bed. “You shall sleep in the New Wharf Kennels” Leon had told her. “I presume that you know them”? She allowed herself a wry smile. The kennel business was operated by a woman called Yudif as a front for other activities or, at least, so the department had always suspected. Yudif was a ferocious advocate for Dmitri and his circle, a constant presence in the media and always petitioning the assembly to argue that his practices were consensual and legal. Naturally, they had investigated her personal and professional life with great thoroughness but had found nothing worthy of prosecution; the audit team easily tracked every sale and purchase – thanks to pedigrees and import licenses - and never uncovered any irregularity. They joked that the cannibals must be genuine animal-lovers, and many of the older hands could barely restrain themselves from complaining that the justice ministers of their youth would simply have shut Yudif away in an asylum. Katya, of course, had always japanese found everything about the woman utterly fascinating and had questioned her several times – without ever discovering anything and without satisfying her curiosity. “Yudif will subject you to the strictest discipline and the grossest debasement.” Leon went on, “She will defile you, and you will welcome it”. Katya gnawed at the inside of her lip. And so, she rode to the outskirts, ahead of the late afternoon rush, and drew up outside the wire fence of the kennel compound. Yudif was waiting by the entrance to admit her; somehow her full lips and high cheekbones made the outdoor drab overalls and work boots seem like a fashion statement and they failed to disguise her tall and elegant figure. In their previous encounters she had been aloof and distant and had answered Katya’s questions with a coldness that bordered on contempt but now she smiled warmly into her eyes and embraced her with enthusiasm. “I always felt that you would have yourself sent to me one day” Yudif breathed, her long arms enfolding them, pressing her lean body into Katya’s soft, yielding flesh. She broke away to lock the gate behind them and took Katya’s arm to lead her to the prefabricated cabin which served as an office. “Come inside,” she said, “and we can prepare for the night”. As they walked Yudif pressed the key into her hand. “Take this copy” she smiled. “You can let yourself in - for the few days you have left”. Katya failed to suppress a shiver of excitement. It’s like my body isn’t listening to my brain. I looked from Mom to the porn mag. Suddenly japanese embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to answer. My vision grew blurry. I was excited, I had only ever seen Mommy be fucked by Daddy before. “Are you ok?” she asked, something she never would have asked anyone before all this happened. Tom zoomed in on the camera, that little slut was spreading her whore legs! And this monster wanted to crush that. Ronnie sensed what I was doing and guided my finger to a spot on the right side of her tiny clit. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the image. WH WHERES YOUR HUSBAND STAMMERED PHIL. “Darling, Roger fucked Donna’s brains out. I waved good bye and grabbed her arm pulling her towards the door. We sat and chatted for nearly an hour before our mutual friend Darleen, plopped down on the arm of the couch right next to Amy. outdoor Tami dropped her reel and ran over to encourage Chelsea. Brie shook her head. I checked in and took a shower then watched the news and weather. He started fucking asian her cunt with strong, hard strokes that were indicative of his pent up desires. It appeared to be more of a friendship. It was so hard to think of anything else buried in her pussy. “Please spank me again!” Zin encouraged the blond bombshell to mutilate herself in public. Do you understand slut?"