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tanuno
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[berseh] 
Zack on the run 13
When after a short while Zack returned to the place he'd left he had somehow grabbed one more woman.
Shocked at the sight of me naked, tied up to a tree, visibly worn out, the welts decorating my body from former whippings, she stopped, her eyes and mouth wide open. When he ordered her to untie me she obeyed like an automat.
While she was doing it I checked on the Federal agent. Even if anger and hatred were still gleaming in her eyes I noticed something had happened to her. She was.. more uncertain?
"You, the old cunt!" snapped Zack. "Strip and give your rags to blondie."
"W-what? pleaded the woman.
He stepped toward her and slapped her face hard. Really hard.
She fell.
The way she looked at him, I don't know why I had the impression she knew blows, like she knew what it was to be beaten. Like maybe she suffered domestic abuse.
She stood up, took off shoes, Tshirt, her jeans, her bra..
"Enough. Blondie won't need the dirty pants, haw haw!" Then, turning to me. "Put them on fuckslut"
"Th-they're too big for me."
He lifted his hand, I hurriedly picked up the clothes and began to put them on.
"..are you the actress they looking fo? "whispered the woman.
I nodded.
"Poor thing" she added, which brought tears to my eyes.
Clothes!
At last I was covered!
It had been more than a week that I was kept bare and it's silly, it doesn't make any sense but it felt good.
Like a protection.
Of course they smelled a bit, they were too large and I had to keep my hands on the jeans lest they fall.
But it felt good. Like back being human among others. Not just sex material.
Zack pushed us all forward, and I discovered the car.
First thing, he brutally kicked the agent, making her fall on the tarmac.
"Now we going to leave the old shit here. Blondie, tie her ankles and hands with the ropes you got on you"
"This is unnecessary, Snowflake", she threatened. "You should all let us-"
"Want a kick in your fucking face, cuntcop?" he cut.
"P-please" begged the woman.
"Shut up. I'll leave you under the bushes. See no need to kill ya or take ya with us. "
The woman cried silently. She was trembling.
I tied her up as he had said.
"don't protest" I whispered."police are not far. Tell them-"
A kick in the ass nearly made me fall.
"Let's get on the road now whores!"
Zack on the run 13When after a short while Zack returned to the place he'd left he had somehow grabbed one more woman.
Shocked at the sight of me naked, tied up to a tree, visibly worn out, the welts decorating my body from former whippings, she stopped, her eyes and mouth wide open. When he ordered her to untie me she obeyed like an automat.
While she was doing it I checked on the Federal agent. Even if anger and hatred were still gleaming in her eyes I noticed something had happened to her. She was.. more uncertain?
"You, the old cunt!" snapped Zack. "Strip and give your rags to blondie."
"W-what? pleaded the woman.
He stepped toward her and slapped her face hard. Really hard.
She fell.
The way she looked at him, I don't know why I had the impression she knew blows, like she knew what it was to be beaten. Like maybe she suffered domestic abuse.
She stood up, took off shoes, Tshirt, her jeans, her bra..
"Enough. Blondie won't need the dirty pants, haw haw!" Then, turning to me. "Put them on fuckslut"
"Th-they're too big for me."
He lifted his hand, I hurriedly picked up the clothes and began to put them on.
"..are you the actress they looking fo? "whispered the woman.
I nodded.
"Poor thing" she added, which brought tears to my eyes.
Clothes!
At last I was covered!
It had been more than a week that I was kept bare and it's silly, it doesn't make any sense but it felt good.
Like a protection.
Of course they smelled a bit, they were too large and I had to keep my hands on the jeans lest they fall.
But it felt good. Like back being human among others. Not just sex material.
Zack pushed us all forward, and I discovered the car.
First thing, he brutally kicked the agent, making her fall on the tarmac.
"Now we going to leave the old shit here. Blondie, tie her ankles and hands with the ropes you got on you"
"This is unnecessary, Snowflake", she threatened. "You should all let us-"
"Want a kick in your fucking face, cuntcop?" he cut.
"P-please" begged the woman.
"Shut up. I'll leave you under the bushes. See no need to kill ya or take ya with us. "
The woman cried silently. She was trembling.
I tied her up as he had said.
"don't protest" I whispered."police are not far. Tell them-"
A kick in the ass nearly made me fall.
"Let's get on the road now whores!"
tanuno
Well-known member
[berseh] Zack on the run 14
We left.
Zack had put me on the wheel.
"Drive carefully blondie" he barked. "Any stoopid shit, Fedcunt gets a bullet, capisce?"
He kept the gun aimed at the agent, seated next to me with her wrists still locked in her own handcuffs. She had once again tried to argue about the foolishness of his run, and got the appropriate kick in the ribs.
"Yes Zack" I muttered."W-where do we.."
"We're going to town now. Slow. And never look people in the eyes when we're there. I can see your face, slut. For now, better keep your cocksucking mouth shut, okay?
Each time we crossed another car he'd lower his hand.
First time he did this he added:
"Careful fuckslut (the latest way he liked to call me): I can still shoot her in the lower back. Very bad."
"Yes Zack" I sobbed. "Please- please I'll do everything".
I couldn't believe clothes covered me or that I was at the wheel of a car again. And yet, my situation hadn't changed much. I was his captive, and he could blackmail again with the life of a woman.
At least this brave Fed showed guts, not like Perez who had been like a zombie while we were tortured and raped.
Zack on the run 14We left.
Zack had put me on the wheel.
"Drive carefully blondie" he barked. "Any stoopid shit, Fedcunt gets a bullet, capisce?"
He kept the gun aimed at the agent, seated next to me with her wrists still locked in her own handcuffs. She had once again tried to argue about the foolishness of his run, and got the appropriate kick in the ribs.
"Yes Zack" I muttered."W-where do we.."
"We're going to town now. Slow. And never look people in the eyes when we're there. I can see your face, slut. For now, better keep your cocksucking mouth shut, okay?
Each time we crossed another car he'd lower his hand.
First time he did this he added:
"Careful fuckslut (the latest way he liked to call me): I can still shoot her in the lower back. Very bad."
"Yes Zack" I sobbed. "Please- please I'll do everything".
I couldn't believe clothes covered me or that I was at the wheel of a car again. And yet, my situation hadn't changed much. I was his captive, and he could blackmail again with the life of a woman.
At least this brave Fed showed guts, not like Perez who had been like a zombie while we were tortured and raped.