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SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE

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

Olga stood at the rim of the tub, brushing her empty hands together proudly. Then, Penny bobbed up and let out a scream to wake the dead. "Aaaiiieeeeeeeee!!!!!!!" she called and fought to climb out again. But her cruel captor kicked at her hands with her feet and stepped on her fingers with her black ugly leather laceup boots. "Get back in there," she scoffed. "You're not clean yet." "I'm clean!!!!" Penny called to her pleadingly. "Oh, please believe me. I'm clean!!!!" The woman shook her evils head and laughed. "You're a filthy slut and you need to be washed off... both inside and out!!!!!" Again, the cruel bitch kicked at Penny's fingers, driving the struggling girl back into the tub again and again. She thwarted each of her attempts to get out. Then, another loud splash and Ursula went crashing into the water. She must have been doing a lot of struggling because the chunky Mongolian came right in after her... clothes and all. She had even less chance than Penny of getting out, struggle though she did, because the heavy ogre flung himself at her and gripped her by the tits. Ursula put up a terrible battle, but it was a losing one. Tamara could have told her that, but there was no time or opportunity. The Mongolian maniac clutched her nipples and drew her into him. Then, as Tamara watched in frozen horror, he slapped her face again and again. "How dare you pull me in here!" he said indignantly. "How dare you get my good clothes all wet. Now you're going to have to take ... them off. That's going to take even longer. You might even boil to death before you're through." Ursula looked at the dark, surly slanty-eyed goon. He pulled rudely at her nipples, making her cry out in pain. But worse fears were yet to be realized. "Now take off my clothes," he ordered. Ursula stood quaking in the shoulder high hot water and didn't move. Bad plan, thought Tamara, but it was too late to warn her. She couldn't have anyway. The brazen Mongolian swatted her across the face, then grabbed her by the ears. Even Tamara thought this an unusually cruel punishment. He jerked her up and down. Those who looked on witnessed the curvaceous body of the raven-haired girl jerked up and down in the water, her nude form bouncing like a shapely pogo stick. "Yes!!!!!!" she managed at last, coughing the water out of her lungs. "Yes, I'll undress you." "You're not moving around," the mile high colonel said, glaring down at Tamara. "Why don't you move around some... show me the backstroke." Tamara blanched. She was too damned hot to move. Her nipples felt like live embers of coal. Her cunt blazed with the heat from the water. "Not going to do as I bid you?" the colonel said, tapping his menacing fingers on his wide leather belt. "That's too bad." Tamara waited for the blow to strike. Surely, he would find a way to punish her for not doing as he commanded. Only she didn't know what way he would choose. One of the strongest elements of the dominant master is the element of surprise. She ...