1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Author: 60ssexmoviechannel, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    "Everything is, Comrade, but if Communism is to prevail..." "Don't go giving me the party line, Comrade. I know it all too well already." "Sorry, Peter." "I'm telling you, it's WE who are going to have to pay for Kropotnik's blunders. The C.I.A. has listening outposts on every college campus in the U.S." "But they're weak... ineffectual... blunderers..." "What about Kropotnik?" "Whatever else you want to say about him... he's a master at his craft. I've seen examples of his handiwork. Flabby pro-Western types turned into solid Communist supporters." "Just don't look under the table, Comrade. I don't think you'd approve of Kropotnik's methods yourself. I know you have a touch of humanity in you. I've watched you work." The younger man looked down at the floor, though he could not hide his swelling pride. "Thank you, Comrade." "Not like that insane Kropotnik. The company he keeps alone would make a devil leap out of his path. That vile whipmaster... what's his name?" "Vladimir Prokoynin... Commander Prokoynin, actually." "Ah, yes, one of the Red Army's worst mistakes." "There's a K.G.B. agent on his staff as well." "Sergei Chunka. Pride of the Tartars. A Mongolian maniac." "He's scored an impressive record with the K.G.B." "He's nothing more than a trained dog. His sexual appetite outstrips Atilla's... whom he resembles... even in a three piece suit." "Quite a trio." "And don't forget his vicious little nursemaid." "Olga Betti," the younger man echoed. "The Kremlin's biggest ...
    dyke. How she ever escaped the purges, I don't know." "Maybe she was well-connected." A red light flashed on the wall near the door. It was the sign that someone was entering. The two men busied themselves at the laboratory work bench as a staunch, sharp-jawed woman entered the room. She could have been a secretary, and indeed, she looked efficient with her note pad tucked under her arm. But the shorter man knew her. He knew her by reputation and by sight. "Gentlemen," the woman said, narrowing her eyes at them. "Doctor Kropotkin is ready. You will join us in the board chamber." "Very good, Comrade Betti," the man with the thick glasses said, though he did not look her in the face. She reminded him of Medussa, and he was afraid that if he looked at her directly, he would turn to stone. *** "A little lower, Comrade," the husky voice of Dr. Kropotkin floated up to the rafter beams of the study. Here, he was surrounded by books and documents that were rarely seen inside of Russia. But, being a member in good standing with the party, he rated them. He also rated a female companion. In this case, she was a voluptuous blonde with thick braids wound around her head and a very sexy look on her face. Not the most beautiful woman he had ever seen... they were to be found in the pages of American girlie magazines... but she would suffice. And at the moment, she was giving him an excellent nipple massage. "Ah," he said, satisfied that he was in expert hands. "Run them down my back all the ...
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