1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


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

    kittenish grin. "Whatever you wish, of course." "Ah, yes," the self-satisfied doctor said smugly. "Whatever I wish." It was a well-known fact among certain select members of the party that there were those who could get whatever they wished. They were above the law. Dr. Kropotkin was one of these. He could tie this luscious lovely down and brand her and nobody would so much as suggest an investigation into his behavior. He could behead her and send her body air freight to Lenin's tomb, and no one would dare so much as hint that there had been any foul play on his part. "Come here, young woman," Kropotkin said, wiggling his thickish jewelled finger at her. "I'd like to see you on your knees in front of me." "Worshipping you, Comrade?" she said with a lilt of her beautiful blonde head. There was something a little sarcastic in her manner. As if she didn't believe he would request her to do that. He snapped his fingers. Comrade Olga presented him with an electric cattle prod the same way she had presented him with a cigar and a lighter and a glass of brandy. Kropotkin jerked up and swatted the girl on her taut, chunky buttocks. "Aieeeee!!!!" she cried, her eyes wide with horror. Evidently, the stories she had heard about this man were not without basis. "Bend over," the vile sadistic doctor commanded. When she did not move instantly, Olga clutched one of her braids and yanked her down to her knees in one brute, unbroken gesture. "You were told to bend over, bitch!" she ...
    snarled. The blonde girl's knees dug into the polished parquet floor. Her nose touched the butch woman's lace-up leather high heeled shoes. Olga clutched the girls elbows behind her back, forcing her tits out at an eye appealing angle and causing her enormous pain and agony. "When Dr. Kropotkin tells you to do something, girl... YOU HAD BETTER DO IT!!!!!" With that, she threw the girl down and watched in smug satisfaction as her boss whacked the girl's ass time and time again. Thick, muffled sounds broke the air as he thrashed her flesh. In between those sounds, the sound of a beautiful blonde girl whimpering could be heard. Kropotkin scrambled up on his feet and stood with his hard cock jutting up into the girl's face. "I've burned women's nipples off for less insubordinance than that." "Yes, Comrade!!!!" she said, tears springing from her pinched eyes. Kropotkin reached around behind her and yanked her head back by the thick blonde braids. "Unfortunately, I haven't time. I'm expecting guests from the west shortly." "Very good, Comrade." "Silence!" Kropotkin ordered. Even the flies in the room stopped buzzing. "Now lean down where I can stick my cock into your sweet, pliant... mouth!" Kropotkin rammed his rigid rod into the girl's startled lips and shoved it far back into her throat. Tears choked her eyes. But she knew better than to resist. One little move on her part might result in tragedy. The man was not to be toyed with. "Olga," he said, beckoning the woman with his fingers. ...
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