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[Fixer] The Witness 2
He quickly got to the other side of the underpass and quietly made his way down the stairs. She didn't see him as he made a grab for her. By this time she was already wet from watching the assault on the other woman....
She was afraid, but at the same time excited by what she knew was coming....

They decided this one was the better looking one, and decided they would take her home with them. They started dragging her towards the stairs, they would take her to the van they had waiting. The other one was just left naked and in shock....

When they got to the road, they tied and gagged her, then threw her in the van. There was a mattress on the floor, they's clearly done this before...

 

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[Fixer] The Witness 3
Back at their dingy little flat, they were determined to humiliate her all they could. One held a gun to her head so she wouldn't move, while the other one went behind her and pulled her panties down... She was regretting wearing the ones with "I love cock" on them, because she knew that was what she was going to get....

Panties gone, it took them no time to strip her of her jumper, open her blouse and start to lift her skirt up, soon all these would also be gone.....

A spit roasting was the first order of the day for her.....

 

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[Fixer] The Witness 4
While the one behind her was still ramming his dick in and out of her cunt, the other guy took his out of her mouth and stood her up. "Play with my cock bitch" he demanded....
She liked cock, but she wasn't liking this at all, she was regretting watching the assault on the other girl, and getting turned on by it. Now it's her turn, it's not so great.....

He shot his load inside her, then slumped on the couch with a bottle of whisky, drinking straight from the bottle...
The guy who had been fucking her mouth, threw her onto her back and started pushing his dick into her cunt, his pre cum running down her belly....
She couldn't believe it, but her nipples were starting to get hard.....

They'd both shot all the jizz they had for now. They cuffed her hands and legs, and taped her mouth up, clearly they weren't done with her just yet. She could feel his cum dripping from her cunt and running down towards her asshole, the wetness made her feel sick....

 

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[Fixer] The Witness 5
The next morning started the same way as yesterday finished, sucking dick....
She started to think that they would never let her go....

They fucked her for a few more days before getting bored. They drugged her, then carried her to an alleyway in the district, and sat her down on an old couch, they put an old garment they found for her to wear when she woke up.
It was early morning when a guy from the neighbourhood walked by and saw her. What should he do he thought.... Call the cops..? Or maybe...................

The End...​

 

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[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _a_

A voluptuous dark-haired beauty, half a dozen evil-eyed "officials," an audience anxious to see a special kind of entertainment, and a grim dungeon admirably equipped with manacles, chains and whips.
Petra, the prisoner, is brought closer to what appears to be an audience of mostly young recruits, who appear eager to learn how best to interrogate and punish a comely enemy of the people.
Colonel Meyer explains the proceedings. Colonel Meyer advises that the twenty-one year-old has been found guilty of passing state secrets to an enemy power and that the senior member of the group, Lieutenant General Wolf (standing silently behind Petra) has decided a sentence of corporal punishment is appropriate. In this case, explains the Colonel to Petra's horror, due to the seriousness of the crime, the prisoner will be whipped.
Petra, her arms crossed protectively over her breasts in reaction to the licentious leers of the attendees, stares in horror at the braided leather whip Colonel Meyer presents to her audience.
Meyer orders Petra to strip to the waist or she will order her staff to do it. Faced with little choice, Petra reluctantly obeys. Blushing with humiliation, Petra nervously removes her blouse. She can not help but hear the excited intake of breath by the audience as they get their first good look at the fullness of her breasts, which are barely contained by her lacy white brassiere. Petra disrobes as slowly as possible, in an attempt to defer the baring of her splendid breasts for as long as possible, but the audience's excitement is only excited by the unintended eroticism of her slow motion strip-tease. When Colonely Meyer venomously spits out the word, "Schnell!" to the fearful prisoner, one of the recruits in the audience, mutters softly so that only the comrade at his side can hear him, "Don't rush the wench, colonel. She's putting on a fine show as it is." "Ja! Ja!, Heinz. You said it!" his pal whispered in response. Still, I can hardly wait to get a good luck at those big tits! Never have I seen a better filled bra!"
Despite the colonel's order to hurry it up, Petra is frozen with fear and humiliation. Never before has anyone but her boyfriend seen her breasts, of which she is understandably proud. In her darkest nightmares, she had never imagined having to bare them in front of a cadre of leering men. "Let's see 'em, sweetie," Karl bellowed, nudging his pal Heinz meaningfully. "Let's see what you've got!"

 

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[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _b_

	Petra slides her hands behind her back, her trembling fingers fumbling for the catch of the brassiere. That slight movement throws her ripe young breasts into even bolder relief. Every eye in the room is on her, she knows, but the menacing gaze of the two bare-chested ruffians frightens her the most. Surely their grotesque attire indicates that these two powerfully built goons will be the ones to administer her punishment. She can not bring herself to meet their lustful gaze, nor to look at the huge bulges in their trousers.
	Petra flushes furiously as the pale brassiere slips away from her lovely breasts. "Mein Gott!" Heinz muttered to Karl excitedly, momentarily forgetting the atheism that was one of the hallmarks of the regime. "DId you ever see such a pair.?" "Nein, never," Karl replied as he feasted his eyes on Petra's marvelous mounds. He wiped a speck of drool away from the corner of his mouth. This dirty spy had the tits of a Rhine-maiden, he mused. Majestically sized and perfectly shaped, without even a hint of the sag that often attends a full pair of breasts. Her skin looked soft and sweet, and Petra's delicious pleasure-globes were capped by a pair of perfect pink nipples, chilled to a tempting tautness, by the cool air of the dungeon.
	Her breasts quivering uncontrollably, Petra tried to avert her gaze from the sinister-looking tools and implements on the table behind Colonel Meyer. No one had ever hurt her intentionally, nor had she ever hurt anyone else. She couldn't even imagine doing so. Surely her captors would take pity on her youth and inexperience. Perhaps a few mild strokes with that dreadful looking whip held by the colonel. No one could possibly wish to strike her hard enough to really hurt her. Could they?
	But there was no mildness, no mercy, in the menacing gaze of Colonel Meyer. The grim-faced blonde stared fixedly at Petra's heaving breasts, and wondered how far the general would let her go. At about the same time, Petra took note of a stout and sturdy wooden post that she had scarcely noticed before. Were those dark stains she saw on the rough wood? Or were her eyes merely playing tricks on her. "Ach!" Heinz muttered to his pal. "When those big bruisers lay a few good strokes across that pretty back, I'll bet those sweet young tits'll do a merry dance!"

 

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[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _c_
No sooner had Petra brought her trembling fingers up in a futile attempt to conceal her opulent breasts from the stares of the wolfish audience, then Meyer directed her to remove her skirt. It was as if the hard-eyed colonel had waited for Petra to cover her tremulous breasts before giving the order that would once again present them in their naked splendor to the onlookers."
"The skirt too!" Karl muttered enthusiastically. "I hope her legs will be as fine as her tits!"

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"That's it, fraulein," Heinz muttered softly. "Bend over for us, nice and slow.~
And indeed, Petra, who thought she had lost the capacity to blush. felt her face and chest redden as she doffed the skirt, giving half her eager-eyed audience a voyeuristic close-up of the pendant perfection of her gorgeous breasts, and the other half an excellent view of her ripely rounded derriere, encased in a pair of sky blue panties that veiled the curves of her bottom-cheeks, but could scarcely conceal them.

As Petra rose, the onlookers continued to marvel at the beauty of her now nearly nude body. For her bare legs were as sleek and toned as those of a Russian dancer. Heinz had trained in Moscow and Leningrad, and had bedded dancers from both the Bolshoi and Kirov troupes. Their legs were soft, yet lithe and unimaginably flexible.
But Petra's legs, though perhaps less flexible, were no less lovely. He imagined himself astride her splendid body, spreading her beautiful legs wide as he thrust deep into her, while his determined hands plundered her upthrust breasts...

Stripped to her flimsy panties, Petra tried once again to shield her spectacular body from the hungry stares of the onlookers at this evil exhibition.
But with every garment she had been forced to remove, the leers had become more menacing. At first, the eyes had not been unlike those of men eyeing showgirls at a pre-war cabaret.
But now the icy eyes that were strafing her bare flesh had grown more menacing. Many of them, perhaps most of them, seemed not only to enjoy the beauty of her body, but also seemed to want to see it tested and perhaps, tormented. Nervously she shifted her weight from one dainty spiked heel to the other, as she awaited the words that would determine her fate.
But General Wolf was, so far, as inscrutable as a mountainside, while Colonel Meyer's gaze was as frigid as a glacier.
Petra shivered uncontrollably, setting her mouth-watering breasts a-bobble, as she waited for her captors to make their next move.

 

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[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _d_
As if to answer Petra's unspoken query, Meyer slowly raised the braided leather whip, and this time Petra could not avert her eyes from the lash. It was perhaps just as well that she failed to notice the self-satisfied smirk on the face of General Wolf. It was the look of a man intent on his own advancement, one who desperately sought to win the favor of the bosses in the Kremlin.
Petra gasped in horror as she stared at the whip. Until this moment, she had thought that there might be a reprieve. She was only a young woman, after all, not a veteran spy or saboteur, and she had done her best to convince her captors, untruthfully, that she had been an unwitting pawn in the grim game of East vs West.
But now the die was cast, and judgment was implacable.
And her punishment seemed only moments away.

Petra winces in pain as the two bare-chested brutes seize her arms in their powerful grasp, but her soft cry draws only smiles dripping with malice from the two goons. To compound her misery, it seems apparent that there will be no more girlish attempts to shield her lush breasts from the view of the gawking onlookers.
"They say that our blonde colonel is as mean as they come," Heinz muttered softly to Karl. "That she was a leader of the Hitler Jugend during the war, and won high praise from Goering himself, for her harsh methods, when a couple of young girls in her circle helped an RAF pilot to escape."
Karl thought for a moment while his Aryan-blue eyes devoured the richness of Petra's full breasts. "I'll wager she wants to prove herself to Wolf every bit as much as he wants to prove himself to the Russkis."
"Ja, ja," Heinz replied. "If you ask me, Fraulein Petra. would have better off if the Russians had caught her. Better a few months in Siberia, than a few hours in the hands of Meyer and Wolf!"

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Petra gasps in pain again as the muscular brutes increase the pressure on her arms. Half-paralyzed with fear, she can't take her eyes off the whip presented to her view so ominously by Colonel Meyer.
"Bitte ... bitte ..." she whimpers softly, "Please ... please..." hating herself for giving the Stasi thugs the satisfaction of knowing that their attempts to intimidate her, indeed, to terrify her, have succeeded.
Stripped naked for their pleasure, feeling the heated gaze of everyone in the grim dungeon on her nude body, she realizes that she is utterly at the mercy of her captors.
She can only hope that somehow Meyer, or the Ice Bitch as she was known in Petra's circle of activists, would somehow relent.

"Es ist Zeit zu beginnen!" Colonel Meyer hissed harshly in a tone of voice that stripped the strength from Petra's lovely legs.
"It is time to begin" -- strange that a phrase so innocuous, could send shivers of trepidation through Petra's nearly nude body. But it was not the words themselves that made Petra weak in the knees, but rather the venom dripping from them.
Her terror mounting by the second, Petra would no doubt have slumped to the floor had it not been for the harshness of the grip of the two goons muscling her toward the sinister post.
Jerking their ripe-breasted prisoner roughly to her full height, they quickly bound Petra's wrists to an iron ring high over her head, accentuating the muscular tension in her limbs and torso.
"Her waist as well!!" Meyer growled. And within moments, the two thugs had bound Petra's waist so tightly to the post that she it was impossible to free her tender breasts from the harsh grasp of the rough-splintered post.
"Ouww!" she cried out, as the brutes pulled the waist ropes tighter still, seemingly intent on stealing the breath from her lungs.
"Tighter!" the Ice Bitch snarled. "I want every stroke to find its target!"
Her flunkies wasted no time in following Meyer's order and Petra gasped in pain as she felt the rough friction of the whipping post against her soft breast-flesh, abrading her half-erect nipples.
It was already clear to the defenseless captive, that every stroke of the lash across her bare back would drive her sensitive breasts deeper into the cruel embrace of the post.
"Sehr gut! Sehr gut!" Heinz muttered approvingly, as he surreptitiously adjusted his trousers so as to give his raging erection a little more freedom. Petra's back was the perfect canvas for the lash -- her shoulders were gently rounded, and the muscles in her upper back had responded beautifully to the extension of her arms and wrists; her torso tapered downward in a subtle, sensuous V, and the sculpted southern curves of her backside peeked out invitingly from her indecently skimpy panties.
"Oh, how this slut of a spy is going to dance for us!" Karl enthused. "Once the lash strokes start to fall."

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[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _e_

Petra looks plaintively at her captor for some indication of mercy. "Bitte," Petra pleaded, to the frigid-eyed colonel. "This is not right. You, too, are a woman. Ir is not right for a woman to be stripped and bound in front of so many men." "It may not be right, slut!" growled the younger of the bare-chested brutes, as he viciously gave the ropes around her waist another powerful jerk that drew a cry of pain from the ripe-breasted captive. "But it's damned good sport!" His cruel riposte was greeted with boisterous enthusiasm by the onlookers. "Ja, it's going to be our East Berlin Olympics," Heinz blurted out loudly. "And you're going to be the 'Feeled Event,' fraulein, growled the goon who had so cruelly tightened the ropes around Petra's waist, as he cupped her left breast in a big hand and groped it roughly while the onlookers cheered him on. "Those big tits deserve a gold medal, that's for sure!" exclaimed Karl, as Petra desperately tried to fight back her tears. As she did so, she noticed for the first time a faint smell of acrid smoke wafting through the dark dungeon.	In response to Petra's plea for mercy, Colonel Meyer snapped, "You should have thought about the consequences before you tried to betray us, girl!" "But I deserve a trial, at least, before punishment..." Petra whimpered softly. "This is your courtroom, spy," the Ice Bitch hissed. "The general and I are your judges, and these officers," she gestured toward the leering attendees, will be your jury." "Guilty!! Guilty" half a dozen male voices rang out, anxious for the punishment of the miscreant to begin. Many of them had witnessed or taken part in 'interrogations' before but never one in which the accused was so young, so beautiful, so provocatively posed for their pleasure. "Your jury seems to have reached a verdict, spy!" Meyer sneered. "Never fear, fraulein, we'll see to it that you receive every bit of justice you deserve. And more!"
"... and the undergarments also." At these chilling words, the first as far as Petra could remember, that General Wolf had spoken, Petra tore furiously at her bonds. It was becoming increasingly clear that her predicament was amount more than dispensing Stasi-style 'justice'. She was being stripped and was about to be whipped as much to satisfy the perverse desires of her captors as it was retribution for her crimes against the state. Once again, the bare-breasted beauty cast an imploring gaze at Colonel Meyer. And in that moment she came to realize that rhe Colonel's eyes were scrutinizing her nearly naked body as intently as those of the male officers. Petra had heard of such women, and had even fantasized, on occasion, about what it might be like to share her bed with a pretty young woman, their bodies touching, their soft, silky legs intertwined as their lips and tongues explored each others's bodies. But Colonel Meyer was clearly not given to gentle lovemaking. Her sexual tastes were of another stripe altogether. Despite her gender, she stared at Petra's nearly nude body with a fixed and furious gaze. But with her, envy was co-mingled with lust. She was envious of Petra's youth, Petra's comeliness, and most of all, Petra's luscious breasts, which were now so brutally crushed against the whipping post. Frightened by the look in Meyer's eyes as much as the general;s order to remove the last of her garments, Petra continued to tear furiously at her bonds, her limbs straining, her breasts oscillating as much as the tight ropes would permit. But the brutes had done their work well, and her attempts to free herself only served to provide entertainment to the onlookers. "Come on, boys! " Heinz yelled to the men charged with removing the skimpy scrap of blue fabric. "Let's see if that sweet ass is as nice and round as those tits!"	Petra looks down in horror as her captor dutifully cuts away her satin knickers. But, to the surprise of Petra and her rowdy and randy admirers, it was Colonel Meyer herself who bent to the task of removing her last undergarment. As she did so, the Ice Bitch's fingers lingered lizard-like on the warm flesh of Petra's shapely hips and buttocks, C/How she was enjoying my shame and humiliation,' Petra noted, fearing that the Colonel would enjoy her punishment even more ...

 

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With her revealing panties tossed aside, Petra's humiliation was complete and the rude catcalls that ensued only deepened her shame. Cringing miserably, she pressed her nude body against the post in an attempt to shield her pleasure-slit from the view of the raucous onlookers.
"What an ass!" one young Stasi bellowed.
"I hope they beat it like a drum!" growled another. "The spying slut deserves it!"
Heinz nudged Karl. "Can you believe it? If there's a finer ass in Deutschland, I want to see it!"
"Ja, the boys are going to have some fun with this one," Karl smirked. "Just look at the way they're checking her out!"
And indeed the two bare-chested brutes were ogling Petra's enticing backside as if it were the last piece of strudel in a Viennese bakery.
As was General Wolf, whose reputation for lechery was well known among the men of the Stasi.

Ready to begin.	Petra can only watch in horror as the pair of goons brandish their whips. She cries out in protest, but the die has been cast. Soon the dreadful whips will be strafing her back, her buttocks, and her thighs with their flesh-searing kiss.

A truly spectacular image, as the last seconds tick away before the order is given to begin the flogging.
Still wearing the stiletto heels which give such a lovely line to her nude body, Petra waits, trembling, as some of the onlookers draw closer, not wanting to miss the impact of a single stroke of the whip on naked girl-flesh and the sexy young beauty's reaction to it.
Petra's breathing is increasingly ragged now and those standing on either side of her have a perfect vantage point to watch the rise and fall of her magnificent breast-melons.

[WillieMacJ] Petra's punishment _g_

To be continued...
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[berseh] Zack is Back 67

[berseh] Zack is Back 66​

"Sandy? I'm federal agent Eva Denever. I know you dance here and-"
"It's Miss Alexandra Roissy to you, agent. And I'm HR here."
"Sorry. I understand. Say, you must have known most wanted criminal Zacchary Snowflake, the runaway who-"
" We only have honorable customers here."
" I don't doubt it. Any information you could provide, I would immediately honor with one thousand dol-"
"Look, federal agent: I don't remember this Zikon or whatever his name, got it? Now if you'll excuse me I've got stuff to do".

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[berseh] Zack is Back 67
"Agent Hamilton? Seen the copy of the ransom note? Clipped-out letters, glue, paper, inkjet print."
"I have it on my screen, captain Carson. Put you on speaker so agent Denever can join."
"Good. Two things: First, officer Perez is alive and it's very good news. I can tell you everybody here is even more motivated!"
"Great great, and what's the second lesson?"
"Note was slipped directly in our box. Means Zack is not far."
"Could also mean he's not alone."
"That's right agent Denever because I can't imagine him driving around with his captives in the trunk."
" Please send the note to our lab for exam: DNA, etc. He's made a big mistake."
"An officer is en route to deliver the note to your office. You Feds work on the data I suppose."
"We will, captain."
"On my side I'll go places: bars, clubs, strips, etc."
"Afraid it's a waste of time captain: No one will speak. I was there myself asking people."
"It's my town agent Denever. It's my town. I'll get answers."
"Yeah? Good luck to you."
*rolling eyes to her colleague. He nods*

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[berseh] Zack is Back 68
I was suffocating.
In my situation not being able to breathe might have been considered mercyful.
Once he'd gotten tired of whipping me with the rope and kicking me with his feet he had grabbed me by the hair to pin me on the floor with lots of "You getting it now" '"Your turn to act" "I told ya you would" all ornate with expletives about my morality and sexual behavior.
And then he kneeled above me, and brutally sat on my face.
"Lick! Lick my ass blondie! Told ya you'd be doin'it again didn't I? Just like in the old days, slut, haw haw!"
I desperately frowned to protect my eyes. His butt cheeks overlapped my face on each side when he buried me in the most acrid and foul part of his body. The hair of his crack squeashed and rubbed my face, some invaded my nostrils.
"Lick, blondie! Do yar fucking job! I wanna feel that tongue in my ass, haw haw! Let piggy admire yar technique, maybe she'll turn into acting herself, haw haw! Piggy? Copfuck, look!"
I wiggled, squirmed in a vain attempt to escape from the acrid and squalid ravine of my persecutor but he was so much stronger, he only pushed down on my face.
"That's how you gat to play movies right? Are you gonna lick or do I let my ass squash your fucking face for ever?
He was going to break my skull. So heavy! I debated as much I could, I panicked. Each short tentative to breathe brought the foul smell of his filth, I was nearly asphyxiated when I noticed he brutally used his fingers to hook my vagina.
I groaned furiously. No way I would lick this dirty, sullied anus: He was not my lover! He hadn't washed for days!
Frustrated by my non compliance, he held my hair and began to use my face to wipe his ass.
"Ahh foreign cunt! You're not doing it? Wait! Wait, I have plenty ways to make you do it!

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[berseh] Zack is Back 69
"Fucking cunt! Still fighting eh? Didn't push that tongue in my shithole? I swear you're gonna dive it in!"
"No! no! Never! Let me go! You ape, let me go!"
"Harr harr, that's rich comin' from a whore! But that's okay.. I'm tryin a new medo-demo- method.. Be fun!"
"Leave me alone! You're deranged! you're-"
SLAP!!!
"Shut the fuck up bitch! I'm goin' to show ya! Punish the stuck up slut! Ya gonna dance for me AND you'll be licking my crap! Just as I said you would!"
"No! No! You're disgust-"
SLAP!!!
"Gonna do it. Gonna fucking do it, bitch! You'll show piggy! Gotta clean me all!"

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[berseh] Zack is Back 70
"Captain Carson, you here? Anything wrong?"
"Not with the Blue Lounge I believe, Jay."
"Then what is it, captain? You know I want to keep this business clean so please tell me."
"Nothing with your club I assure you. Say, is Sandy here?"
"Big Tits Sandy? Yes she is. Dressing room. What she done?"
"Oh, nothing. Nothing really. It's about a missing paper. Blue Lounge being on my way I figured I'd better remind her."
"Is that so? I swear Sandy is clean, cap. No drugs, that's been settled for years. Look, I don't want any trouble."
"I know Jay, I know."
"She's still popular here but if she's mixed up in anything.. "
"I'm telling you Jay: She's fine. Nothing against her. So, the dressing room?"
"Yep, captain. You know the way?"
"Sure do."

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[berseh] Zack is Back 71
"Captain Carson? What's up? Here for some fun?"
"Haha.. No time for fun Sandy, no.. Not at all. I'm sure you heard about Zack and all the fuss?
"How could I miss that? What with all the police checks and copters and newsmen all around town?"
"Yes, you know he's kidnap-"
"The actress? 'f course! Some clients already asked Betty here to act like she's all tied up and abused by Zack"
"Don't you say?"
"They ask Betty because she has this accent, you know? It's German but who cares, right?"
"Whatever. I've got to ask around, and since you've known Zack well enou-"
"Yeah, I was already asked by that Fed bitch, you know? Talkin' like she's royalty and I'm trash? I won't even tell her the bloody time!"
"I know what you mean Sandy.. Sandy, you heard the production of the movie and the State combined promise one million bucks for an info that would lead us to Zack and the women. "
"One million?"
"One million. And State, local and sheriff forces will be forever grateful to someone who helps us save officer Rosa Perez, and you know what that means. "
...
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"Well, there is this cabin..."

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 72
"Still fighting eh? Think my asshole is too good for ya? No problem, got plenty of time."
Damn cunt resisted but she'll do it. She'll fucking do it not like I'm so busy. Just waiting for tons of cash to fall on me here!
"I beg you Zack.. Forget.."
"You'll fucking do it blondie, if only cause I told guys at the petin-pinet-penitentiary how you licked it back then. Forgot how it was really so I need a recall, haw haw!"
"No.. No I won't. I don't care what you do, Zack.. Don't-"
"You don't? (slaps) What about this?(slaps again) And this one? (again) Tell you what, slut: By the time we get the money you'll have been cleaning it every fucking day!"
"You can beat me all you want, you're an idiot! If we don't leave Sam will kill us all and you'll-, Ahh! "
"Stop that! Can't stand that! Shut the fuck up! Sam's not gonna kill me or you cause I'll take you with me. You my fucking protection blondie! My fucking ass-licking protection, haw haw! And now I'm gonna fuck that ass and have piggy clean it!"

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 73
Look at the motherfucker! How he's suspended the blonde is now pounding her ass.. Shit man, I'm doing all the work while Mister Zack lives like a fucking emir banging his harem!
Well enjoy it moron. Enjoy it while it lasts because if all goes well..
"Hey Sam? I didn't even hear you comin'!"
"I can see why, hehe! I can see why."
"Haw haw, man it's fucking better than knitting!"
"Might as well keep fucking the sluts, I bet they never had it so good, ha ha!"
*I had no more tears to drop. My body felt dry. Expurged of all life, except for the pain. The pain, all the time. The rope cutting on my wrists, the muscles of my arms pulled and torn. The pain, again and again. My breasts that he kept viciously squeezing. My anus, my rectum spread and pushed and invaded and violated. Stolen from me!
I had lost my body, and soon my mind and my soul!
I could barely hear what they were saying but it didn't matter, I knew they talked about me as if I was some animal or some lifeless thing.
Zack's brain had blown, it was like he lived in some insane level. He'd lost his mind and the other.. The other.. This creep.. I knew all he wanted apart from the money was to hurt me. Hurt me before he would kill.. Did I want to live any longer? Being their goat?*
"Wanna do the cop Sam? I mean, while I finish blondie's shithole?"
"In a moment in a moment: Brought more beer and canned food and pizza but I sure want to beat that cunt you're screwing . Didn't like how she looked down at me."
"That's because those high class bitches never have real men. Gotta teach them. Sent the note?"
"Yep. All we gotta do is wait now. The cop you said? Hmm, nah. I'll shag the blonde."

 

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[berseh] Zack is Back 74
"So what's up Sam? How did it go?"
"Fine. Slipped the demand. Just have to wait for a yes and then we'll go into details"
"Right. I see three steps. First we want half of it in 20, rest in 50s and hundreds. Wrapped in paper."
"Paper? Why that?"
"So they don't put a tracker in a bag."
"Good one, Zack! I'm impressed, man."
"Guy in jail told me fucking process for fucking ransom. Second, we gotta find the right spot for deposit. One they can't ambush and follow us from like we're fucking rabbits!"
"That's a tough one. Hmm.. There's the bridge over Highway 629. Could.. Well.. Let's see.."
"Then, as soon as we have the dough we split it and you won't see me again. Means you got to find me a fucking fast car, Sam".
"Okay. And the girls?"
"Our most precious goods till fucking ransom's paid."
"Hmm.. about fucking..Think gotta screw that slut ya left hangin'."
"Hey, that's what she's for, Sam!"