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SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE

... offhandedly, "if you don't want any food, I'll give it to your girlfriend here." He slipped the gag back up over the protesting girl's mouth and moved on toward Ursula. Once her gag was removed, she had a rough choice to make. Penny's protestations hadn't worked too well. But she could be very persuasive. She knew that well enough. She resolved to try a little of it on him. "Hi," she said with a wan smile. "I hope you've brought us out here to **** and pillage, because I can be very cooperative. Do you like my tits? Why don't you untie me and see what else I've got under..." Her words were cut off with a harsh hand. It sliced horizontally across her mouth and then retraced the path, slapping her the other way. "Silence, bitch," he said, glaring at her. "Do you think you can tempt me with that paltry body of yours?" Ursula blanched, then turned red. As swollen as her lip was, her pride hurt even worse. No one had said anything but complimentary things about, her body since she reached puberty. "It's your last chance," he said, holding the straw up to her face. Ursula nodded slowly, but her head screamed. Before she knew it, she was opening her mouth again. "My fiance will come after you and kill you for this... he'll...!!!" A series of harsh slaps that reduced the girl to tears and took the muscles out of her knees. She slumped down along the rough bark of the tree, and she wept. Her face was red and welted from the cruel series of facial blows her captor had delivered to ...

... her. She had been a fool and she knew it. "Now," Rudy said as he lifted the gag from Tamara's mouth, "your turn. Let's see if you're hungry... or would you rather chat?" The girl bit her lip. She mustn't say anything. As much as she wanted to say, she didn't dare. She allowed her eyes to roam over the man's face. They pleaded with him, but she remained silent. Instead, she took a long, deep drink of the vile gruel and stayed mute. "At least we have one intelligent young woman here," Rudy said, reaching out and fondling one of her tits. "And one with a nice set of jugs on her, too." Tamara closed her eyes. The feel of the man's hands on her breasts made her skin crawl. But she kept her lip buttoned. She hadn't had a man touch her since... well, it had been along time. Not since her last trick. He was a very dominant man with a cruel streak and a mean bullwhip. But that was then. And this was now. She had to withstand this, or she would shrivel in front of this man. He would have no respect for any of them. But it was difficult. It made her stomach churn to feel his hands on her. He squeezed her nipples hard, then tossed the cup with the straw onto the ground. "Hmmmmm," he said, pulling her pussy lips apart. "A very hot box, too, unless I miss my guess. I do so appreciate a hot cunt on a woman." Tamara could feel her knees grow weak and the bile rise in her throat. How she could possibly take his advances one more second, she wasn't sure. She called upon her reserves as a trained ...