Contreras pulled over a chair, and sat down so that he was close to her head. Lower her arms a little please.”
Emilio stepped up close to Yulia, his rigid phallus now pushing hard against the confines of his pants. stone floor …
She had told them nothing more. “A little bit of discomfort, Ekaterina? So, relax, my pretty pussy. “How beautiful you look Miss Novikova.”
The post was a simple, but painful, device. Another man took his place. For a time, close to four months, Yulia moved through a variety of hospitals and care facilities, each one offering her a level of care that suited her rehabilitative state. That scared her even more as it meant that there was nothing she could do or say to stop this from happening …”
Yulia’s thoughts were interrupted suddenly as the rubber coated steel rod came whistling across to strike both of her helpless breasts no more than fraction above her hard, exposed nipples! stone floor …
She had told them nothing more. The last time she had seen him was when she was strapped to the chair-frame, with an electric prod buried deep inside her vagina. Would it matter if she told them everything? Now are you going to answer my questions and tell me what I want to know?”
Tears ran from Yulia’s wide eyes as the raw
