1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


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

    slaves who will serve the party and the U.S.S.R. and all that Communism stands for!!!" Penny let out a terrified scream. Tamara closed her eyes at the ugly spectacle. "We want slaves we can train... not trained disciples of capitalist brothels!" Sergei swung the girl from the ropes and she dangled upside down, staring out and trying to breathe in the position she found herself in. "We've decided to punish you last, dear, but also hardest. Perhaps you will serve as a model to the others who would dare to follow your lead." Tamara gasped for breath. She felt the bl**d rush to her face. The cruel, words of her captor stung her ears. "Now, Sergei, let us begin." The huge and hairy ape stood up and hoisted Tamara so that her splayed out pussy was directly in the line of fire with Colonel Prokoynin's whip. The colonel stood at attention, then assumed the stance of a whipmaster. He heaved the huge heavy leather lash high over his shoulder then fired it out into the room with a loud crack. The point that stung Tamara's buttocks bit into her flesh and left a deep red furrow. A thin ribbon of bl**d trickled out the furrow as though a razor had cut her. "Excellent warm-up shot, Vladimir!" the doctor said as though he were witnessing a sporting exhibition. "I still claim that you can't chop a hair off at the root, however." Vladimir Prokoynin chuckled and laid his shoulder into the whip again. He drew it up at a sharp angle, then hurled it out flat. Another loud crack broke the ...
    stillness of the dank cell. His whip found its mark along the trembling girl's opposite buttock. It broke the skin in a neat row and allowed a line of red bl**d to seep out in a jagged row... like teeth. "There's too much play in the body," Colonel Prokoynin declared in his thick Russian accent, "I must have her more taut." "Sergei!" the mad doctor said to his compatriot. The man stood up and made his way to where Tamara was dangling, her head not more than a foot off the ground. Then he said something to his chief in Russian, and the doctor beckoned the guards to go out of the cell. Doubtless their departure had something to do with Tamara's condition. The colonel filled their absence with another sure shot of his bullwhip. This time, the leather tongue bit into the girl's tit flesh, tearing a flap of her delicate pinkish tanned skin open and raising a huge welt that ran from the tip of her nipple to the flat of her stomach. Another shot of the whip. Her other breast was similarly marked with a furrow of red, weeping pain. Then, the cell door swung open and a tray was brought in. Olga stood grinning behind it. Penny went white with the fear of a possible sexual confrontation with this woman. The idea revolted her in the deepest dungeon of her soul. "You will be good enough to perform the necessary tightening of this swinging slave's body," the doctor commanded to Sergei and Olga. Olga busied herself at the tray. She lit a long fireplace match and bent low over her work table. She ...
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