getting wet, and bliss pulsing in the lower abdomen. Now I no longer wanted the rapist to take her hands off me. First one, and then the second finger penetrated into my open cave and the clitoris persistently disturbed. I leaned forward, regardless of the ropes sticking in my body. Her face was approaching mine and I felt hot breath on me.

- I will kiss you - said Irina - do you want this?

“Please,” I said, and I didn’t already know myself, it means refusal or consent.

Soft lips pressed against mine. The tongue fluttered into my mouth and began to host, grope for mine. Our tongues are intertwined in a long passionate kiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw how the two bulls distracted themselves from their occupation and were closely watching us. Finally, the woman pulled away from my face and moved her fingers more intensely, pushing them even deeper into me. The strokes of sweet languor flared up all over the body and responded with bliss in the head. The first orgasm was coming. The woman carefully and intently looked at me.

- Relax and enjoy. Where are the stones? She asked.

“Oh, I want to tell you everything, everything that you want, but I don’t know this — with these words a powerful orgasm covered me, and a spasm swept through my body several times.

- Well, already something. Okay, rest a bit. Then we continue.

And she, wiping her wet hand on my face, left the room. Two guys watched me for a while, then returned to their game.

- Cool chick. How she is excited. My friend got up.

- Irka is working with her now. Once finished, I will tell her to give it to us.

- Okay, wait. Seven trump on your ace. If I win now, then I fuck her first.

“Good, but if I catch you on a scam, I will be the first.”

- On the hands, swept.

I sat silently sobbing, dropping my head and dropping frequent tears. I was still tightly bound to the chair and the bastards in my presence played cards at me. Ten minutes later, this Irina reappeared. Now in her hands was a short whip of several thin leather tails. Chocking heels, she silently circled me around and I felt soft hands release my handcuffs.

- Is it really inconvenient to make love with your hands tied? - she said and unwound me from the chair - you can not caress your partner in return.

Having freed my hands, she reeled off the rope to my waist and stood in front of me playing with a whip. My legs still remained tightly fixed to the chair and I had already ceased to feel them.

“And I have a surprise for you,” she said and gently held the whip handle over my face. Tell me, do you like me? - she continued to ask boldly.

I was silent, head down. I was ashamed. I was raped by a woman about ten years older, and for some reason I enjoyed it.

“Answer,” she demanded severely, and she swung it short.

There was a thin whistle of cut through the whip air. In the eyes immediately darkened by pain. She pierced me from the shoulder to the thigh along the length of my chest diagonally and I groaned, bending forward.

- Oh, do not, damn, how painful, I like you, like.

- Where are the stones? - calmly asked this Irina and again swung.

- Do not hit, I do not know.

- Hey, Ira, do not ruin her skin, we still want to caress this girl after you - one of the guys said.

- Shut up and do not bother me. Let Tatyana Viktorovna decide, maybe later she will take her away.

- Well, so you call her after.

“Okay, I won't whip anymore, this is not my method.”

She kicked off her shoes, put her foot on the chair between my legs, and pulled it forward, leaning her bare fingers into my crotch. Expecting evil, I instinctively shrank and didn’t manage to gasp as the lash tightened my neck tightly.Tightening the knot in the back, Irina gradually twisted it and all the time strictly looked into my eyes. I clutched at the stranglehold with both hands, but could not loosen my grip. And the female leg moved forward and her bare foot penetrated into my vagina. They were caressing them just as softly, and again treacherous lust rose within me. Irina put her hand on my head and tilted it down, pressed it to her hip, and with the other hand she continued to inexorably twist the loop.

“Kiss my foot,” she said softly and still, strictly.

And I pressed my lips to the velvety-satin skin of the female thigh, slowly running through her tongue. Under the skirt, I saw Irina without panties and a neatly shaved triangle exuded a gentle, enticing smell. But my head was fixed and I could not reach it now. Finally, the air stopped flowing and I began to choke. However, the passion that had again spread through my body seized me completely, and for some reason, the suffocation intensified blissful ecstasy. The air was not growing stronger, but I let go of the straps of the whip, which held my throat, and hugged the female leg, stroking the wet triangle with one hand and penetrating the tips of the fingers between the genital lips. Her toes rhythmically stimulated my clit, and I trembled.

- Interestingly, you will have time to finish, or you will die earlier - the rapist spoke quietly, continuing to twist the loop.

And here, at the very limit, losing consciousness, I felt bliss mixed with some wild delight. A new orgasm exploded in the head with multi-colored stars. Then came the darkness.

I opened my eyes and did not immediately understand where I was. The memory gradually returned and I remembered. Now I was lying on the floor completely exhausted and gasping for air. Her throat ached and it was hard to swallow. There was no rope on me. Slowly turning my head to the side, I ran my hand over my face. It was wet. Someone splashed cold water on me, bringing to life. On the right, I saw the legs in front of me in heels, and one heel was tapping on the floor, giving the hostess impatience.

- I came to my senses - I heard a male voice next to me - Irina, you almost strangled her. Do you know what you will be from Tatiana Viktorovna?

- Do not worry. I weighed her as much as it should. I always feel the border.

She squatted down in front of me and began to gently stroke my cheek again.

- Where are the stones? She asked again.

“I don't know,” I said, and wept bitterly.

- Do not cry fool, tell me - Irina said ingratiatingly - you can stop everything right now if you tell me where the brits, gold, securities are. Say at least where this freak Pashik. After all, he is unworthy of you. As soon as he gets into my hands, I assure you, he will immediately change you. Together with me. He immediately talk. Or maybe you managed to implement part? Then where is my money? If you do not want them to hear, then I will send them now from here. Tell me, you love me. I know you love. Tell me, and I will do you really well, because such feelings will not replace any money.

I sobbed and sobbed, and tears flowed from my eyes. If I knew. I would be ready to give everything to her. But Marina about her shadow business in front of me never gave a hint.

“I don't know, I swear.” I'm not marina. My name is Olya. Marina is my friend.

- Yes? Well then, I am the Queen of Sheba. Looks like, Marinochka, you and I will have love to the grave. To your grave.

I cried, and she gently stroked my face. Then she sat on my chest like a master and pressed my hands to the floor with her knees.

- Do you want me to kiss you? She asked languidly.

- Do not - I sobbed in response.

- Why. Such a pretty girl, and does not want to kiss with me - she brought her face closer to mine and caressed my swollen knoll again - because I am beautiful, I know. Many, many, many would like to kiss me. And for some reason you do not want, ugly stubborn girl. I do not even know what I'll do with you now. But kiss anyway. You will like it, I promise.

Again, as last time, I treacherously began to flow and gasped intermittently. Irina is knowingly slowly squeezing and unclenching ... Read more →