he demanded. She brushed his cheek with her fingertips while her other hand wandered over his muscular chest and abdomen. “When they return, won’t they expect you to rape me?” she asked in a low, quiet voice, gazing into his eyes pleadingly. His face was impassive as he unfastened his belt-buckle and lifted the supporting strap from his shoulder. “They will expect you to have been well marked, too” he remarked grimly. Without taking her eyes from his she backed slowly away to the staircase where she draped her long form over the wooden steps. Her light petite muscles tensed as she braced herself, watching his approach over her shoulder. There was neither elegance nor subtlety to the beating that followed. Dmitri belaboured her legs and back with a rapid, but irregular, series of great, swinging blows. The crack of leather on skin rang around the brick walls like rifle fire. Anastasiya gasped and groaned in a constant counterpoint to this fusillade, only breaking into a scream on the occasions when he used the heavy buckle to bruise and cut her. When her shoulder blades and the backs of her thighs were vividly painted in purple and blue she no longer twisted and jerked under the strapping but lay like a corpse on the rough timber, breathless and defeated. Only then did he drop the belt and wipe the sweat from his brow. He was halfway through a foul, army-issue anal cigarette when she lifted her tear-streaked face. “At the very end,” she said, “I should betray you as an agent of the rebels. How can I do that to convince them that it is all false information”? “You have given this a asian lot of thought”. “And dreamt of it often. How I would die willingly, and you would butcher me willingly to save lives and to save the cause”. She turned around to face him, wincing at the feel of wooden steps on the raw flesh of her back . “But I cannot do all of the work” and she essayed a brave smile, despite the pain. Dmitri drew on his cigarette and stared into space. “I have it” he announced, at last. “On the morning of Independence Day, Berzin had me take two boxes from his room and put them with the hazardous waste for secure incineration – there was oral about to be an inspection, by interior ministry men of whom even he is afraid. He made very sure that no-one knew the two of us had ever left the Green Zone, so if you claim to have met me somewhere at that time he will know it for a fabrication – and he won’t be able to discuss it with Yakov because, believe me, nobody should know what was in those boxes”. Dmitri stamped out his cigarette while supressing a shudder. “Ideal!” Anastasiya exclaimed, with an incongruously bright smile. She lowered her eyelids and licked her lips. “Now break me while we can still be honest sadist and honest masochist. After this, I will be telling lies but don’t ever doubt that I will be burning inside and always thinking of your cock ravishing my dead cunt”. To conceal his inner turmoil, Dmitri turned away as he bent to pick up the belt. He lost his ambivalence in delivering the furious hurricane of flogging that followed. The worn leather slashed across her nipples, slapped into the fleshy mounds of her blowjob breasts and sliced into the soft curves of her belly, crotch and thighs while she threw her head back and howled at the vaulted ceiling. However, the petite next morning, on the day of the wedding, the young bride was reported missing. Ronnie told me that I finally let go of her tits and was thrown across the bed. ‘Bastard is salivating on her, what the fuck is she playing at’, I need to take a look and get the dog away from the bitch, I said to myself getting down from my car. I told her she needed to strip down to just her panties and lay on our bed imagining it was one of the chairs on the beach and she was getting some sun. Sue stood while talking and turned around. I was vibrating with sexual anxiety, my body was tight asian with tension, I had to move. He then glanced around the room itself. “Mmm, yes, yes,” purred the angel, her oral hips rocking back into me. I don’t mind, and Warrick’s got his eyes on the road, so it’s like it’s just us girls in the back seat. “Well, thanks, sweetheart. No one-on-one fun, I'm afraid. “I need some special tutoring. Trust me; it’ll be a lot easier that way. As I was bending over in front of them I suddenly realised what it probably was that Karen wanted Henry to see. At the same time, the girl reached anal into the top of her shirt and pulled out Carole’s right tit. Dirk, hiding his knowledge of the events, looked concerned, “About what? I was still gasping for control of my breath when Tim took Jake’s place between my legs. I asked blowjob Dakota to drive me to FedEx.