1. Island of bad luck. Part 1
  2. Bad Luck Island Part 2: A Whore
  3. Island of bad luck. Part 3: Work
  4. Island of bad luck. Part 4: Rest

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glade. Beauty! They ordered me to undress and put me on my knees, on pine needles and cones, read the notation, they said they would punish me now. At first I chose birch twigs for myself, they cut them and I folded them into a stream. Then to the place indicated by them the lumps were dragged. They ordered a sharp, fully open look. Then they threw the rope over the branch, put my bare feet on the cones laid by me, bent, tied this rope behind my hands and began to lift me up and down. The pain is terrible. With my feet on the ground I touch the bumps, my shoulders and hands lighten my feet. - Olya cried.

- Then I stayed standing on my toes, on bumps, and they began to smack me with rods. Take turns. On the ass, on the back, on the thighs, on the calves. At first I yelled. But then the voice sat down and I just howled. And they whip and teach the mind. You can’t say bitch run away, it hurts.

Flogged yet not tired. Not tired yet. Then they fucked for a long time. In all holes. Suspended on the rack. And one by one and a double burden.

Then I chopped off. She came to herself in the trunk. Everything hurts. Just everything. Brought to the hunting farm, where we were in the bath pearl. On bed rest determined. Has departed gradually. There were girls there. Ointments smeared me. A week could not sit. I thought everything shot out. No, there will be something especially punished. - Olya got to her feet, threw off a towel, and everyone saw traces of recent torture on her body. She took out things from her bag, began to dress. Thongs, short skirt, shirt with the words SEXY GERL leather slippers.

Sat on the bed.

- Whew, I'm ready. Lena glanced at Natasha. The one with huge eyes full of horror, trembling all over her body was ready to faint.

- Yes, fool hard for you will give your money, Olya shared her life experience with Natasha.

- Have you even printed your ass?

- No - Natasha sobbed.

- Then it will be very hard for you to get money, Katya noted philosophically.

The party was in full swing, people were resting, talking, laughing, dancing. There were many guests. Some came, others left. Lena, Katya and Natasha worked as waitresses. They carried drinks, emptied ashtrays, wiped tables and did a lot of unusual and sometimes difficult work. Women even began to get used to tired. Somehow not noticeably the number of people decreased. Someone went to sleep in the house, someone went home, someone retired with a prostitute, someone fell asleep drunk under a bush. Only Roma remained with Marina and the company, about five people. They seemed to be waiting for something ...

A strong guy approached Roma and Marina and gently invited

- One person wants to meet you, and he invites you to his house. On a visit.

The couple, not expecting anything good, moved behind the guard in front. They were already on arrival explained that if they were invited to visit, then you should behave decently.

The whole party they sat at a table sipping cocktails. And they began to hope that no one would touch them. But they were not forgotten, and now they were visiting.

The guard, opening the door of the house, let the guys pass by and quietly closed the door behind them. In the center of the large room was a leather sofa and two chairs. The walls of the room were hung with pictures of frankly pornographic content. Artificial phalluses, handcuffs, lashes, gag balls and other sex toys were assigned to the curbstones and shelves of which the young and not yet experienced spouses were not known. The rest of the decoration of the room they did not have time to consider. Their attention was attracted by an imposing man, 50 years old, sitting in one of the chairs. He was tall, with a mop of gray hair on his head and a neat little beard. He looked like a writer or director.

From the clothes on him there was only a bath towel lying on a bulging hairy abdomen and slightly covering his household.

- Hello! My name is Kirill Arkadievich. Said the man.

- And your name, I understand, is Roman and Marina? Wonderful, you are a very beautiful couple. - continued the man. The guys were silent, standing in indecision at the entrance.

- So it happened - Kirill Arkadievich smiled sweetly - I bought you. Because for the next twelve hours you belong to me.

What we will do? I want to offer you a threesome.

Did you have threesome sex? Did not have? - Kirill Arkadievich smiled.

The guys were dejectedly silent, trying to digest what was said.

- Did not have? Will be. - good-naturedly smiling Kirill Arkadievich examined the guys. Get undressed! Spouses, having exchanged glances, began to undress slowly. Kirill Arkadievich, lounging in a chair, watched the guys sipping a golden drink from a glass. When Marina undressed to her underwear, Kirill Arkadievich threw back the towel and the guys saw a shaved pubis and a rather large member.

- Go on, said Kirill Arkadievich. A few minutes later, the guys were completely naked, shyly covering their shameful places with their hands, before the beginning to nadrachivat his penis, a rather grinning man.

- Do you feel shy when you have sex at home? Do not hesitate, here are all yours! I told you, threesome sex. Just let me, as a senior and most experienced one, be an alpha male - Kirill Arkadievich was broadcasting, playing with a fully erect member.

- Hands at the seams! - ordered alpha male - quickly!

- Now kiss a passionate and caress each other. Tender, more passion, fucking yes, how do you fuck at home then? Do you need to teach everything?

The guys were shy, embarrassed, uncertainly kissed and caressed each other while standing a meter away from Kirill Arkadievich.

“Okay, now it’s my turn to kiss, come to me, a girl — Kirill Arkadievich domineeringly attracted Marina to him — well, don't be shy.

- Not! Do not dare! - it gave voice to Roman.

- We did not agree, my wife and I did not subscribe to this.

Release her! We're leaving.

Kirill Arkadievich, having thrown his hand in a businesslike manner on the buttocks of Marina, looked at her husband, a thin, pimply youth with a ridiculously wrinkled segment between the trembling skinny legs.

- You see Romchik! I don't care what you subscribed to. Of course, you have a choice - Kirill Arkadievich picturesquely spread his hands.

- Or, together with you, we gently and with love fuck our wife - Kirill Arkadievich attracted a woman to himself and kissed the bikini zone - and I will give you more money. Or-he squeezed Marina’s buttock, and she gasped — I shouted guys, there are four, on the street, we put you on a high chair — he nodded into a chair, with a plastic dick sticking out of the seat twenty centimeters - and you will admire how the five of us are queues, fuck her in all holes. Well, and then all together, en masse, at the same time into these same holes. You'll like it. Maybe even your wife still sucks, if the forces are desire.

You understood me? Slave! Schmuck! Cocksucker! Emptiness! - the voice of the alpha male became iron. Come here.

- Kirill Arkadievich, Marina adorable little prayed - no need, we will do everything. Roma calm down, do what Kirill Arkadievich says, do not set us up - Marina sobbed.

Kirill Arkadievich whistled loudly and immediately a brigand entered the house with a rubber baton in his hand.

- Tolikek-Kirill Arkadievich turned to the verbil - demonstrate, kindly, the seriousness of our intentions to the young man. Shreds hit Roma on the leg with a stick when he fell to his knees, grabbed him by the neck and pressed his head to the floor. Then, with a quick movement, he put the end of the baton in Roma's anus.

- AAAA is not necessary! Pity him! He understood everything! - Marina saved her husband's anus.

- Do you understand? - Kirill Arkadievich addressed to Roma;

- Yes, yes, I understood Kirill Arkadievich - Roma whined. I'll do everything.

- Now I am not Kirill Arkadievich to you, as people close to me call me. Friends, And you grieve me with your stupidity. I am now for you, noobs, Master! If for love we can’t be as usual-summed up by Kirill Arkadievich.

“Okay, let's start,” said the Boss.

- Stand up! - this is he Roma. Roma got to his feet, Tolya walked to the door and from there began to observe developments with interest.

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