1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


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

    contorting his face to show how very close he was to coming. In spite of herself, Ursula came a second time. Perhaps it was Tamara's smooth and knowing fingers rubbing her clit... running up and down the punished pink length of her thick, rubbery wet pussy lips... Or perhaps it was Kropotnik's cock ramming in and out of her asshole... there was a certain comfort to that rhythm... a certain reliability... "Owwwww!!!!" she let out, unable to hold it back. She came hard and furious. Then, Kropotnik joined her. He plunged his rock hard cock to the willowy depths of her tiny gripping bunt hole and shot a huge hard load of man come that engulfed her bowels. It soothed the flames of her tortured anal canal. It trickled out the tight pink aperture of her dainty sphincter. And that had all happened last night. This morning, here was their turncoat trainer again... waking them with a rude kick of her boot toe... forcing them to their feet. Olga stood nearby. They trusted Tamara to train them about as far as they could throw a freight train. The truth was they never took their eyes off her. She no longer slept in the same room with them, but God only knew where they kept her. Possibly in some warm bed with satin sheets... possibly in shackles in a hellhole worse than this one. But she no longer slept with them. And that, coupled with the fact that she now brutalized them daily, made her a despicable turncoat... one neither of them could stomach. Everytime Penny thought about it, her ...
    bl**d boiled. To think that Tamara had, given them such a pep talk only that first day they came here... all about turning submissive and letting them work their will with you... What a bunch of bunk that had turned out to be. It hadn't helped Tamara. And it had hadn't helped them. In fact, Penny often wondered, in her more lucid moments, why Tamara had spoken to them that way at all considering they KNEW the cell was bugged. It was just one mystery, however, and right now, there were many other things to contend with besides the why of someone's behavior. Why were they here? To serve Mother Russia, they had been told time and time again. But thus far, all Penny knew, was that they were to serve as sexual slaves to their Russian masters. It made no sense. "Ouch!" she said as Tamara f***ed her up against the wall. "I'm tired. I didn't get more than four hours of sl**p... please leave me alone!" "What's the matter, bourgeois princess, didn't the maid bring you breakfast in bed?" Penny felt her gorge rise. In a flash, she went from self-pity to fiery anger. How dare this bitch take over and boss them around like this... wasn't she one of them? Wasn't she an American? Christ, two weeks ago... or was it three... she had been just another co-ed on a cathedral tour of Paris for a few college credits. Now she was bitch queen of the U.S.S.R. Penny's eyes flashed in anger... an emotion that Tamara could not fail to miss. She didn't want her to miss it. She wanted to make sure that Tamara ...
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