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"Always wanted to take two fillies on a ride ya know? Stop somewhere in the country like a motel or somethin' and bang'hem hard! Outta jail and with you two fucks? Man, this is the best fuckin'day ever!"
When he took the woman out of my sight, my heart had sunk. What was this freak going to do with her? Was he going to-?
Then I calmed down. As stupid as Zack was, he must have understood keeping her alive was in his interest. She was police after all. Leverage for a runaway.
A feeling of hopelessness.. Of despair overcame me.
Then he was back.

"W-What have you done? What have you done to her?"
He bent down, ripped what was left of my top and, eyeing my body he winked at me.
I was now naked, wrists and ankles tied by the electric wire, like a prize for him. His eyes rolled and shined like those of a possessed ghoul. The sense of my vulnerability.. The ancient terror!

"Stop.. Stop, please.. Stop..Just go! Go, ohh..Please go!"
He shoved his tumb between my jaws and pushed brutally. I choked, I tried to bite him but his other hand pushed a big lump of fabric on my tongue till it filled my mouth. I desperately gasped for air, I panicked !
He used my reaction to swiftly gag me with a cloth around my head.

"Stop making a scene cunt. You're back bein' my fuckhole. Not gonna let you play games. Only my games: fuckin' and suckin', get it? Time to leave before the feds drop by!"
He flung me across his shoulder like a bag of cloth. Shaken with each step I tried to disconnect my mind from the obscene intrusion of his grossly invading fingers. Tried not to think what lays ahead.
Outside, in the platform of a bizarre pick up car lied the cop hogtied, rolling her eyes like a pig about to be slaughtered.

"Yar good friend the cop and ya are goin't to travel ignic ocogni incognito Haw haw! Not gonna be long. I've got this lill' paradise waitin' for me and my whores!

With that he dropped me brutally next to the quivering mass of the useless policewoman.
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At one point it felt like we'd left the road for some track. The ride got bumpy, and with bumps the tarp slowly slid. I was able to see the sky, cloudy and darker. I cried. Logged with the other woman just like the suitcases, our anxiety only rising.
I cried because a sense of acute misery overtook me.
I sobbed through the gag.
The piercing lights of the car made the trees look like threatening giants eager to hide us away from eventual rescuers.
Suddenly Zack stopped. He got out of the car.. Where were we? I tried desperately to lift my head.
There seemed to be a roof, a wooden.. decrepit.. Wall?
I could hear his footsteps, I understood he walked inside..
Behind me the policewoman had stopped crying and sneezing.
The air was starting to be a bit fresh on my skin. I shivered.
The only sound came from the crickets, and then:
"We're good" he barked as he walked towards us, packed in the platform in forced immobility.
He pushed aside the tarp and beamed.
"You cunts don't know your luck. Nobody's gonna find this cabin! No fucking body, get that?
He bent over to grab me out.
"We gonna have a great time ya know?"
His arm seized me around the shoulders, his hand squeezing my breast.
'Gonna do to me all those things you did those three years to what? Podrucer they're called? How many you sucked to get roles?
His other arm went between my legs . He had a broad smile on his demented face.
Then he lifted me.

"And there's that other thing we talked about, Haw haw!"
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"Good ol' Zack's gonna need some rest. I'll finish your veggie shit and then I sleep *yawning*. I had a hard day ya know?"
He observed me with a cruelly satisfied grin. His hand pulled on the rope to increase the tension on my wrists while the fingers of his other hand violated me.
"Riding with fucking pig overthere and her cooo-league, he giggled. "Screwing you two hotties, feeding your holes with my million little beasts! Yeah I learned things in school ya see? Did ya know when we fuck you we men flush millions of lil'Zackies into your-"
"Aww stop that! Stop this insane babbling! You're not going to leave us like this? It's going to be cold. There may be wild beasts! Our wrists.. Please! At least let us inside.. We won't- Ayee!"

Cut my breath.
"Now one thing I like with whores is they keep their clap shut, get it? Goin' to be so nice when I wake up to see my bitches ready for service Haw haw!"
"Ayee.. Ahh.. Please stop that.."

It was awful. He insisted. Pressed.
"What? Miss blondefuck don't like some rough pinching down there her cunt? Feel it?"
"Please.. It hurts .. You don't have to do..Ayyeee.. Let us at least lay on the floor.. We'll be quiet. I swear, please.."

More fingers.
"When I think there was no beer no booze no nothing to drink in your fancy house, I wonder what ya do with all that money. Sad! Well, see ya in the morning... Oh right, I forgot: You two make noise like girlie chat and clog my sleep, I'm a coming and whipping. Still got that police belt with me, get it?

Night girls!"
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Dawn...
Singing birds.
Zack slowly wakes up. It takes him a little time to register he's not inside the cramped cell he's been locked in for the last three years.
His eyes contemplate the wooden ceiling, and then it clicks:
He's out! He ran away!
He's in his secret hideout!
"Awww god "he moans..
His hand grabs his balls : The sensation, tense and deliciously heavy, instantly wakes him up.
"Man" he tells himself, "I screwed some bitches! I'm out and I.. Screwed!"
Then he lifts his head and stares at what he's dreamed of night after night: the woman who's responsible for his fate. Naked, hanging by the wrists.
"The foreign twat I swore I'll make pay. Ohh god what a vision! She's there, ready for my fucking cock and-and-and she's not alone! That other cunt? Yeaahhh, the cop! the cop who escorted me to the court!

"Haw haw.. Time to get up Zack!"
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Man I jumped out of bed, I did!
Outside.. I was outside man! Outside in the fucking woods!
And.. Not alone. I'm telling you dude, it was like the craziest fucking sight: Two naked hoes waiting for the man!
Waiting for me Zacky-Zack, who'd been filling no puss for years until yesterday!
"What da you know bitch.." I told the cunt "Isn't that my haughty little ass-licker here, hangin' like a fucking deer? Miss berseh the eupor-reupo-european slut averybody wanna bang? Haw haw no baby that was no dream... No dream, slut!"
"Please Zack.. Please let us, please enough, please, you can’t keep us like this!"
"But I won't you stoopid cow! Won't let you hang. Gonna help myself with those holes you got, what ya believe?"

She got pale and trembled, like the night had given some brain to the fillie.
No more fightin with old Zack, oh no!
I grabbed her pussy and pushed and pulled and yeah.. Made her swing, haw haw, should have seen that!
An'she cried man oh yeah!
That's when she saw what I had in my hand. Her eyes.. Ohh, I thought she was going to pee right there!
"W-why the knife" she asked. Those foreign cunts are just plain dumb ain't they?
Why? Well, should be ovbi-obvi-obvious no?
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He cut the ropes that suspended me. So fast, with such precision it showed the dangerous fighter he could be and in the same move grabbed me before I touched the ground.
Turned me around...
And I felt his monstrous engine growing in my back.
My arms so numb I couldn’t do a thing ..
Just screamed.
Cut my breath when he lowered my body on the tip of his monstrous organ; pushed me brutally deep down. Deeper.
Deeper!
The alien, turgid, burning cock ravaged me again. Inside me again, making me groan and cry of misery. Cry.
Beg.
Me, the dislocated doll shaken up and down. Vertically raped, his organ like a giant nail thumping inside my walls.
Exhausting me, ravaging me.
I cried and pleaded and refused and implored.
This foreign thing impaling my sex. Spreading my walls, destroying my unicity, sullying me over and over as I was shaken compulsively. Lifted and lowered savagely by his powerful arms, pounded by his frantic bestiality while he drowned me under a constant flurry of the foulest expletives, telling me the most horrible things, what I was to him and how he would use me.
This was the end I thought.
The end of me.
I would never recover.
But he kept going.
He kept going like a machine gone mad.
« Remember, cunt? » licking and spitting on my face
« Remember my meat? I'll fuck you to death, you my fucktoy. Your holes! Your ass! My fucktoy! Myfucktoymyfucktoymyfucktoy, haaah! Haah! Haaah! »
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"Back inside now you two sluts! Time to set the fucking rules if ya wanna make me happy... Hey you? The poo-lice? Bitches crawl on their fours, and I'm hungry.
So piglet you gonna creep to the stove and cook me a meal with the veggie shit I took from that fridge out there, get it?"
Get it?

Answer, copcunt!"
"Y-Yes"
"Good. Ya're stoopid but I guess even a fucking mex police can lit a stove and fry whatever that food is, OK? Get it?"
"Yes.."
"Yes sir! Call me sir if you don't want my foot in your fucking ass OK? Get it?"
"..Yes sir, I..

"Shut your fucking mouth and cook me some fucking breakfast. I'm busy. Gotta train blondie here!"
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He kicked the police woman away.
"Cook me somethin' on the fucking stove!"
He kicked me each time I tried to stand up or simply get on my knees.
His foot aiming well and strongly enough to keep me on my fours.
"Stop it please. You don't have to do that!" I pleaded.
"Yes I fucking do! I fucking need to!"
Grabbing my hair he bound my neck in the dog collar he had picked up in the house the production rented for me.
Then I was leashed.
"Now, he started, I want you two cows to listen: You cunts are going to do exactly what I say, get it? Cause I can get fucking mad, get it?"
Rosa, who had started putting food on the frying pan, stopped.
I didn't move on the dirty floor, feeling horrible, feeling weak, feeling hopeless.
"Blondie here can't be destroyed cause she's worth a fucking bunch of dollars I can ransom but not piggy, okay? So if Miss fuckstar doesn't obey, you know what I'll do?"
"You know what I'll do blondie if you don't obey inastan-tinsan-instantly?"
Sensing I was supposed to answer, knowing the terrified police woman had stopped everything, I nodded.

"I'll put her tits on the stove that's what! Ain't gonna spend a bullet to shoot her knees, get it? On the stove! In the fuckin' frying pan, so ya better obey blondie!"
"Get it?"
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When he ordered me to get under the table I balked but then he lashed me with the leash so hard, yelled at me , said he was "gonna burn the bitch!"
So I crawled under the table, crying.
But that wasn't enough for him.
"Now blondie take my toe in your mouth and suck! And you better suck right till I tell ya to stop, get it?"
That was so abject! Punishing me for the sake of it.
Lowering me even more.
The presence and taste of his big toe inside my mouth forced me to salivate and drool on the floor: I wasn't going to swallow any of it!
Even worse was that he occasionally rubbed his other foot against my crotch.
"Ya, cunt! Keep doing!"
My degrading, stable situation induced the cruelty to somehow make me visualise what was becoming of me and how incredibly unfair this was.
Also to reflect that his anger and hatred seemed to have raised his misogyny to a higher degree than it was back then.
"When is that fucking food ready, piglet?"
Where was this leading us to?
Something had to happen to get us out of this safely.

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Can you believe that?
Yesterday I was wearing the fucking orange suit and today I'm a-herding two naked sluts.
Isn't that the fucking greatest fucking shit?
Blondie- famous bitch blondie sucking my toe man. Sucking my toe and me other toe rubbing her twat!
Her innersat- intrano- international twat, like what if the guys in the jail knew?
Fucking me, I'm just a king!
And the other, the cop cooking naked for the Zack?
Ever heard of a crazier shit before?
"Now let's see what you cooked señora poolice.. Hmmm.. Smells like nothin!
Know what?
Maybe I outta add some meat to blondie's vegan shit. What about that big udder you got?
Nothing beats my shit man!
Cryin?

Yeah.. Cry. Cry stupid cunt, and blondie? Keep sucking, keep sucking that should help me eat your fancy food, haw haw!
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"Fucking world where rich whores go with no cash!" I heard him say."Can't use the fucking credit cards. Not blondie's not piggie's, but I gotta buy food and clothes, shit!"
Once he had finished eating he made us kneel side by side and went about tying us up.
He started with me, feeling he had nothing to worry about the policewoman.
I didn't resist.
I couldn't look at him. Not after what he had made me do. This.. This.. The degradation..sucking his toe for long minutes.
All I could do was wishing him hell!
He bound me tight, all the time whistling and groaning, happy to hurt me.
After he'd tied Rosa he put a bag over her head, and that freaked me out.
"Please don't do that. Please Zack, please it's not necessary"
He froze and stared at me.
Slapped me.
Sneered.
And wrapped my head inside a bag.
Then he ended up viciously tying my crotch to hers. We were packed up against each other in a way we just couldn't move.

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And then he was gone, leaving us in our misery.
As the sound of his car declined the singing of the birds was the only sound left.
Well, not exactly the only sound: The woman to whom I was tightly bound breathed like in hiccups: Jerkily.
How Zack had tied us made that I felt her warm flesh firmly pressed against mine.
She was sobbing. Small whinings, some sneezing came through the bags covering our heads.
"He's gone" I said. "I don't know how much time we have but we gotta get out of this. Aren't you trained to undo restraints? Pull on your ropes!"
"Miguelito"
she muttered between sobs "Juan, oh Dios!"
That startled me.
"Who are they? Are they going to come? Rescue SWAT?"
"Miguelito"
, she repeated "Juan.. Mios niños, ohh Dios"
"Stop that"
I yelled realising she was talking about her kids... "You'll wail and whine later. Aren't you a bloody police? Fight back for god's sake! Help me out! Help us before he comes back!"
"Y Sergio.. Mi marido.."
"Shake yourself, idiot!"
I barked. "Get out of self-pity! I've been held by him before and I know what he can do to us. Listen to me: We have to flee!"
In the same move I tried to pull myself out of her but the rope leashing us to each other's necks threatened to strangle me.
There was also the very intrusive rope that linked my wrists to hers. The obscene rope that passed between our cracks. That cut our tender pussies and forced my pubis tight against hers.
It was burning, scratching and also.. Degrading us both, like a vicious message from our rapist.
And she kept whining.
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"Back to the sensational actuality blending polished Hollywood news with the triple event in the drab criminal world!
The French- sorry Monegasque actress berseh has been abducted by runaway convict Zachary Snowflake, the very same man who had kidnapped, abused and tortured three years ago.
Not only did Mr.Snowflake ran away while he was being escorted to the court, but he also presumably holds in his power officer Rosa Perez, 37, mother of two sons.
I am here with Captain Carlson who will give us a summary of the situation.

"First of all, Captain Carlson, thank you for answering the many questions this incredible drama is causing."
"Thank you for receiving me, Hannah, and I-"
" How advanced are your research, Captain? Is the police making any progress?
"Well, I need everybody to know that all the departments of the law, all the personel of security and by this I mean the local police, the sheriff's department, the FBI, MTC, NSA, AU, AI, UU, and even the Foreign office are actively "combing" a very large area. There is no doubt that the runaway is still in North California, maybe in Oregon but certainly not further away."
"I'm sure they do: Our international reputation is at stake but, Captain Carlson, pelase tell us: How is Sergeant O'Malley- the officer who was found naked by the side of the
Captain Carlson ticks
"Sergeant O'Malley -and by the way he was not found naked- is fine, he has recovered and actively participates in the hunt, and-"
"Captain, I understand that Art Utopia, the company producing the movie in which Miss berseh features is going to offer an important reward for any info, so what does that ell you?"
"Hanna, I'm sure- I'm positive the citizens of this country do not need such an incentive: Everyone wants to be certain that both women are found safe and-"
"Yes yes, very interesting Captain and I'm certain you give all your time to catch this dangerous criminal and get the officer and the French- uh, Monegasque- actress back to safety, and I'm not even mentioning the rumors that you had a personal relationship with her three years ago when she was released by- "
"This rumor is totally out of the subject, Hannah: There are more matters to think about, but please let me adress a message to the runaway."
" Please do Captain"
Facing the camera, Captain Carlson:
"Zachary, it is still time to surrender. If you let your captives go free and unharmed this will be taken into account. All you have to do before the law enforcement, the bounty hunters and even the population go after you, is to call 696969 and surrender.

"Thank you Captain, and now to another topic;: The mysterious investigation by Ernest Greene of UFOs that have been spotted in Tomsen Town, Austria, and..
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The damn armchair!
Okay, my bloody carelessness!
It was really only a brief moment of irritation when I realized I couldn't swing my leg forward again as planned.
But it was long enough for the Pezak to counter-attack.
And he was quick, decisive and focussed.
This time he grabbed me by the neck, squeezed, and I ran out of air on the spot.
I don't know what mysterious point he had hit, but I really must find out!
It wasn't just that my air supply was completely cut off. I was also paralyzed!
A real Mr. Spock grip!
Gasping, I tried to free myself from the claw with my free hand and the last of my strength.
No chance.
Then he spun me round and pushed me backwards into the chair.
As if the fucking thing had been waiting for this!
His whole weight was on me, I was unable to move and realized that I was slowly losing my senses.
"I told you not to do that," he said calmly, squeezed a little tighter, and the world around me went black again.

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At about the same time, in front of the OITC headquarters.
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“Go inside, Mr. Frost. Sir Walter is expecting you.”
“Wait here, dear. I won't be long.”
“All right, Ayerton.”

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In Sir Walter's Office at the OITC
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“I appreciate your time, Walter, so let's get straight to the point.
And it seems to me that you've been struggling with difficulties lately that are preventing you from attending to my needs, and I have to tell you that I don't like it!”
“There are just a few stones in the way, Ayerton! We're already on it…”
“Make sure this shit doesn't get in the way of my interests, 'Sir' Walter.
I've invested five billion in this government and I expect it to pay off.
And I didn't get to my position by being patient.
I want access to the information your organization gathers. Your reports on global trade flows are invaluable. With this data, I will influence the global market in a way that benefits both my vision and your pockets. Do not let a clique of amateurs getting in my way because you don't have your act together!”

“Of course, Ayerton….”
“Solve this! Immediately.
But what I wanted to talk to you about in person…”

“Project Ramsey…”
“Right. What about that?”
“Well, I'm pleased to inform you…”
“How much longer?”
“You'll have the news within 24 hours, Ayerton.”

“Excellent! I'll be waiting for it in my Alpine quarters. And I will not accept any further delay!”

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Just a few hours later, actress Nira Keithell leaves her uptown apartment.
Her latest project, "The Ramsey File", has been nominated 12 times for the Academy Awards, including herself as Best Actress in a Leading Role.
Her popularity has reached another peak in her still relatively short career.
Still unfamiliar with the changes that the associated public attention means for her private life, she has only reluctantly agreed to the increased security measures.
"I don't want to lose contact with my fan base, Arthur!" she explained to her manager.
However, she had agreed to be chauffeured by a uniformed City Police officer for trips into the town or elsewhere.

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