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SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE

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

us and brought us here for a reason. Maybe they think we're spies." "Spies? Three college co-eds touring the cathedrals of Paris? I hardly think so." "What a nasty thing to say!" Penny shouted. "Then why?" Ursula wanted to know. "I don't understand this at all." "I'm not sure yet, but I'm telling you both, you had better try to be a little more submissive to them." "What?" Penny said, her beautiful blonde face twisted up. "They're just going to torture us and abuse us sexually anyway. I'd like to fight them even if we don't have a chance. I'd like to defy them just a fraction of an inch... not make things easier for them." "Me, too," Ursula seconded. "Why should we submit to them before they torture us again? And maybe they won't! Maybe..." "You're assholes," Tamara cut in. "You're fooling yourselves if you think you can stand up to these a****ls. They'll stop at nothing to abuse us and sexually degrade us. Don't you understand what I'm telling you?" The two girls stared wide-eyed at the third. "They know we're not spies. Now what else do we all have in common?" Big tits, Penny thought, but she kept it to herself. Surely there must be something else. "I'm engaged," Ursula declared proudly, "well, not officially, but it won't be long." Tamara stared at her cruelly and pursed her lips into a haughty grin. "If you LIVE, that is." "What a nasty thing to say!" Penny shouted. "I'm trying to tell you two bimbos the truth!" "What is the truth, since you know so much?" Ursula ... demanded. She crossed her arms under her golden boobies and tried not to sniffle. "The only thing I know for sure that we all have in common is that we're young and sexual... also, that we're students at the same university." "There's a doctor out there," Penny reasoned, "could they be trying to perform some kind of experiment on us?" "I think they're trying to make it look that way," Tamara said softly, "but I don't think that's it. I don't think we're being used as guinea pigs. I think they're trying to break us." "But why..." The door of the jail cell swung wide, cutting Penny's words off. Three guards entered followed by Dr. Kropotnik and his faithful Mongolian companion as well as the tall, staunch figure of Colonel Prokoynin. Penny breathed a sigh of relief, but she almost stopped breathing completely when she saw what the trio was carrying. They had enough ropes with them to supply a rodeo... also chains, instruments of metal and gleaming steel, and a series of graduated whips. The smallest one was the size of a garter snake, but deadly looking in red leather. The largest was the size of a garden hose. Penny blanched when she saw it and Ursula felt her stomach lurch. Tamara nodded at her captors. It would take a trained whipmaster to maneuver that whip. She wondered which one of the trio it was. "Greetings again, fair damsels," Dr. Kropotnik said, a smile showing his yellow teeth beneath the pencil thin mustache. The girls hated that voice by now. It was oily and ...