Her hair was shorter now and bleached. She wore stainless steel all around the edges of her ears and in her eyebrow, lip and navel. The most striking change was an intricate design tattooed in shades of gold and ochre across the flawless flesh of her chest – a pattern which Dmitri had never encountered before and registered only as a yellow sign. There was an expression of abject terror on her beautiful face, an expression which never faltered even when she met his eyes and read the flicker of recognition there. “Please, please! I don’t – don’t know anything” she stammered, wide-eyed and trembling violently. “We’re not inclined to take your word for that” Yakov sneered. He moved to stand right antique in front of her, his lit cigarette within a centimetre of her bare skin, and she shrank back as though she wanted the cellar wall to swallow her. “Please” she whimpered. “I will do anything you want – anything”. His hand shot out and seized her face. There was a sharp intake of breath, and then her lips moved soundlessly, forming the word – “please”. He turned to Berzin with a smirk. “She will do anything” he purred. “She said the same thing to our Cossacks” Berzin replied, folding his arms. Yakov dropped his cigarette and stamped it out. Unfastening her cuffs, he seized her right nipple between thumb and forefinger and twisted it viciously to drag her down at his feet. Brown eyes stared up at him, pleading, as he fumbled his tunic and trousers open to free his cock. Her hesitant hand reached out to caress, but he took a fistful of hair and thrust himself into her mouth. It took only a minute or so of skull-fucking before he froze rigid, his face locked into a pained grimace. Anastasiya gulped and panted, turning hopefully to Berzin. He approached in his turn, cold-eyed and flaccid. “I can be nice to you, too” she pleaded, but he had a different plan in mind. She blinked, startled, when the jet of piss played over her face. He gave a mirthless bark of laughter when she leant into the stream, catching it in her mouth and drinking thirstily in a blatant display of the most abject surrender. “Come along” Yakov said, straightening his uniform. “If you would conduct your usual softening-up process please, Sergeant?” he asked Dmitri. “That should just give us enough time to dine at the hotel, then we’ll return for the main part of the interrogation”. Anastasiya looked from one man to another in desperation. Dmitri saluted and antique cars then fixed her with a hard, forbidding stare until the officers’ footsteps faded away on the floorboards above them. When they heard the door slam, he burst into an angry tirade, the words tumbling over themselves in his panic and fury. “What on earth were you thinking of? This is real – this is not one of your games back in Mirenberg. Do you realise what you have done? I will have to kill them both” here he unholstered his Makarov and began to pace back and forth. “And then we will have to run for the Circessian positions, with this blizzard coming on, and I won’t have time to warn the others, and it’s all because of your stupidity”. “Why do you have to kill them?” she asked when he paused for breath. “Because when they return in a couple of hours they will expect to find you tortured and broken” he shouted. She rose to her feet, swept damp hair from her face and squared her shoulders. However far you want to go, I will go... “Yes, we are. After awhile Tiffany warmed up and they began talking about the people riding the artificial surf. I pull up in the parking lot, having no memory of the drive home. I doubled checked the suit that I had hanging on the big hook on the back of my bedroom door. antique She was naive and inexperienced when it came to love and sex. I brought the brush to Momo’s lips and she nervously opened her mouth, having no idea what this would feel like. ARGHH UNNGGMM OGGGHHH YESSS... She trusts him. As I entered the library, I noticed the newly renovated bookshelves and benches. She smiled at me. “You’re welcome.” she said, her antique cars shy attitude rapidly coming back to her. Sealing her lips tight around my head she sucked HARD. “Yes, we have heard all about them and have even heard ones that Jennie recorded for our enjoyment and analysis as to whether they are appropriate for a young girl of her age. Sally found it difficult to take her eyes off his cock. As I finished my orgasm I pushed in as deep as I could get and did the swirl. I started pumping hard and fast. My kittens squirmed around me. We were licking each other.