I am going to see my sister,” she answers. “Sure, no problem,” He says as he offers to take her cup to the kitchen. She gives him her cup as he heads downstairs. “Next time, we’ll use these,” she says, showing Korey a pair of pink fur handcuffs. "Next time." It was the fourth checkpoint of the afternoon, Susan was getting used to them, she wearily collected her holdall with the ID, Jacob Isumkubu, sitting next to her, drove the Landcruiser while Daniel Mzume and her husband Richard Harding sat in back. ZANU PF War veterans, again, she noted, ever since Mugabe started using food as a weapon they had been trying to leave but the poor fuel, heating oil not diesel had destroyed their injection pump and delayed them, the Food Aid Charity needed the Land Cruiser for South Africa so they were trying to repatriate it. They rolled to a halt and she got out, the Guards looked even more menacing than usual, "All out" they shouted. The guys followed her to a table where an officer was waiting, she presented the I.D. "Ah English Imperialist Pigs," he said pleasantly enough, and nodded. There were three shots. Jacob, Daniel and Richard each fell, each sporting a gaping wound to the skull, no blood, no bleeding. Dead. "We have suffered enough of you imperialists." "B'but Daniel and Jacob, they are, were black, just drivers" "Still enemies of the ZANU PF and useless mouths. " he explained "W,what will you do to me?" she asked. "No don't beg, I shall not be pitiful and kill you, you will wish, yearn for death soon but for now you will live, come let me tie you up like an animal." She did not resist or struggle as the guards bound her ankles and then bound Hardcore Sex her wrists behind her before forcing her blowjob to lie down in the dust for her ankles to be trussed to her wrists, almost as they would do with an animal. then rolling her onto her stomach they thrust a pole between her arms and her legs and lifted her first so her ankles and wrists were at shoulder height then carried her to a truck, usually used to transport pigs, and threw her together with the pole into the filth. An hour passed she stayed silent, the flies descended on her husband, as she watched. The truck started and drove very fast throwing her around in the filth until they arrived, at what had once been a Country Club, for the Idle rich Colonials, Farmers, Imperialist Bureaucrats. Now a derelict ZANU PF "Holding" or confession centre. They carried her inside hanging from the pole, the pole resting on their shoulders. Black faces, and one white, deathly white, they threw her down. The Officer was there, Black, in his clean Khaki uniform. "This is Mr Stephens, Mr Stephens meet an imperialist pig," The officer introduced them. "Prepare the Pig Mr Stephens, if you please" The deathly white face came towards her, In his soiled medical whites, he began tying tourniquets around her legs above the knee and around her wrists. She just stared. They cut her japanese wrists free, and her ankles then the machete flashed, her left hand stung, she watched fascinated as her fingers flopped sideways severed at he knuckle, then the other hand the same, all four fingers severed asian at the knuckle, she passed out. "Do your thing, Mr Stephens, nice neat stitches like a schoolgirl now please." Stephens resisted the urge to masturbation vomit and gathering his bag of filthy rusting surgical instruments he set to work on the rough table top, the splintering of bone was minimal so he was able to make a reasonably neat job, not the sort the Cecil Rhodes Memorial Hospital where he trained would have considered good but this was in Mugabe's wonderland. Gripping the shaft of my swollen cock I directed the tip up asian to her as to feel her tight little hole twitch and clench around the tip of my dripping cock. Cindy did not hear me talking to the guy as she was too busy looking around. Not far from where Mark slept, James found the pile of tattered clothes he had ripped from his body last night, another reminder of his blowjob loss of control. As I went to take her in my arms, she twisted away, japanese demanding I pay her first. My tongue flicked across it and Angel made moans of approval. Niky with loud bitchy laugh asked Mariana, “Does my shitt taste nice Mariana?” I LOVED IT! I probably would have lost if I was alone." He was still debating where he could sit without being noticed when he felt a hard slap his back. "Oh shit, Jim! I leaned into her again, thrusting my manhood as deep into her as it could go. “So why?” One foot then the other once both legs were in he started working them up her slender legs. Just as we sat down I handed her my phone. 1 “Quit wasting time, we’re going to get caught! But alas, that is not the case so tormenting myself like that is ridiculous. Leaving her on the bed, he walked back to the door opening it to the soldiers standing outside. He’s looking at a lengthy suspension and if anyone is hurt or killed I’ll fire the son of a bitch.” The leader motioned for her to get out. You have the mix and everything?” I suggested the two girls wait for Jane while I went to see my dad. Including coming inside of you.” A minute later, I did just that. It makes me nauseous. Though in reality, the 'snake' he was worshiping, was the one now penetrating his mouth. "I want...to see Celine when she loses control, and becomes an absolute mess, begging Hardcore masturbation Sex for pleasure, Matt. It needed immediate attention and masturbation wasn’t the answer. I slammed into her, my shaved pussy lips smacking into her butt-cheeks. I'm afraid to leave here."