It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should have started their annual decline. This year, it was different since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest hotness waves in it 's history. Still, the prosperous leaves danced in the wind as they fell from their branch, leaving only the evergreen with preindication of life.

Ashling was more then a picayune pitiful with the heating system and effort. She does revel swimming at night or go for her walkway but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the heating system and sun but she was a Seattle daughter, loving the rain and a cool pushover. Tonight was a particularly warm up dark and she was compelled to leave her bedroom window open, letting the flimsy concealment preserve the bugs at bay. Her only comfort resided in her lack of clothing and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing picnic across her slue form.

She thankfully had the day off and planned to enjoy being with her fiance. The day involved many rounds of passionate love-making and more fondling then she could shake a peg at. The combining of fatigue and heat ensured her a relaxing night. She felt relatively dependable with him downstairs making himself a snack and watching some telly before returning to her for the night. She was unaware that she was not alone, for two exercise set of eye crept up her near-nude variant, basking in her beauty, even seeing a small jut in her stomach.

She was three month into her pregnancy, praying that the little one would stimulate it. Her breasts had been slowly growing to tauten mellow C cups.. maybe low D 's. Her braided bleak hair snaked down her chest between her business firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and graceful with one lowly snag. She always covered her upper berth dead body or made herself sit in was that concealed the scar across her back and the firebrand of her former life on the back of her neck. She rarely allowed anyone, even her love to see her shame of her former life sentence. Tonight, she only wore the fishnets from when she surprised her man.

The bratva had a price on her head, wanting her to pay for betraying what they felt was their hospitality by killing the lieutenant that she was given to against her will and forced to marry. She had been on the run since she was sixteen, now twenty-two. Those two eld of Scheol left physical and recondite psychological scrape, but her buff saw past them, helping her feel safe.

The phantom concealed her stalkers perfectly while they enjoyed her beauty, both hungry for her in different room. Both lethal piranha, one being a man while the early was his faithful, genetically-altered anaconda. The untested man took his knife and popped the blind loose, climbing into the room with his darling companion, Bellan.

He pulled his six digital camcorders and got ready, placing three in various topographic point in the room for optimal angle, while keeping one in his self-possession. This was not his first hit for the Russian Sicilian Mafia and if they kept paying well, not the last. He had to intromit, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan have his fun. He decided against it to fend off potency DNA contamination.

The two Drew in her scent.. sex and woman musk. While he forbid his desire to exact her completely, he had no problem caressing her provide thigh. She lay on her back, out like a visible light, having no need to take her sopor medicine earlier. The flimsy touch makes her gum softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right incline with her stifle curled in.

He smirked and pulled his hand away before he hissed softly, his permission for the ophidian to lead her. The Hydra silently slithered up the side of the bed and took a lick of her traverse feet. He found her taste intoxicating and proceeded to coil up her legs, careful not to commove her. Ash purrs and wiggles her toes in her stocking-clad feet, despite the snake 's best efforts.

The curlicue slowly loop around her feet, ankles, knee joint and thigh. The hit-man continued to stare, excited by her beautiful consistence while his snake continued to perform the ancient dancing of predator and target. He moved higher up her petite build, careful not to hit a sound. Bellan scoops her weaponry and traps both to her sides. He made more loose loop around her stomach while staying clear of the inconvenient jut. It was n't long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her white meat and around her slender neck.

The rubbing of his scales against her, the speech sound especially, excited hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then short inches from hers as his fingers found her warm leg again. This caused the midst coils to slowly tighten just enough so she can easily rest but terminating any former movement, communicating Bellan 's possession over her. The idea of her scrumptious curves rush through the snake 's primitive brain until he rested his read/write head beside the hers.

She begins to ignite up with a gentle mutter. `` Mmmm.. baby.. '' she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure, causing the snake to tighten his own body, making her optic fly capable. His head comes around before hers, eyes locked upon hers. Those black eyeball made her shudder down to her soul.

The coils clamp her shoulder joint and neck as he brings his oral sex above hers and starts salivating, wetting her easygoing hair. She groans and tries to joggle, looking to her beloved man, her future husband, the father of their unborn minor. She clenches her fists, making very little movement now with the mighty coils holding her down. The tail braces her neck, then she sees the stranger in the shadows. `` B..baby.. help.. '' she wheezed, not seeing the man 's features until he stepped secretive, laying his bridge player on her skin again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his familiar Russian feature film. She remembered him doing his occupation with her one-time husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would fare soon. He had such a smug grinning on his cheek as he touched her impudence with his finger steer while holding a camcorder with the other hand.

All three of them knew that she was nothing more then snake food now. To the middle-aged man, she was the perfect cleaning lady and to Bellan, she was the perfect meal. She belonged to him and his master now, stolen from under her fan 's nozzle. The hungry snake wiggles his jaws, priming them for the job to come, popping his jaws into a grotesquely contort version of what they once were. She loved snake in the grass and could hardly stand being the computer mouse wrapped in coils.

She turns her gaze and looks into the snake 's cavernous pharynx, feeling it practically draw her in, in search for her vulnerable slight torso. The thought of her fitting in that tight hole made her tingle with horror.. and strange foreplay. The man saw her desire in her eyes as she looked to her killer. He slid his hand over the coils until one of her house mounds sits in his palm and gives it a stiff squeeze.

'' Please ... do n't ... '' she would wheeze, feeling just enough air to restrain her alive but almost nothing more. The curlicue tighten more around her shoulders as his jaws bite down around her head, making her flinch when his tooth grabbed her and began the arduous task of pulling her inside.

There was the suction noise, the sound of wet form vying for her easygoing, warm bod. Her eyes clamp shut with a visible face, just in time for the relaxation of her point to be taken into his maw. The throat massages her scalp.. and pulls the top of her headland into the tightness of his throat.

He takes her fountainhead completely, he moves further to devour her shoulder joint and slowly approaches her milk-filled breasts, wiggling tantalizingly before him.

She clenches her fist and endeavor to wiggle, thinking of her fiance and their baby. Tears ran down her cheeks, only to be washed away by the snake 's saliva. She is barely able to move her head inside the serpent 's throat, wishing to make ANY noise. Instead she started to grow light-headed as the snake 's lips touched the tops of her breasts.

He slowly worked his way around her balmy globes, soaking them heavily in spit as he continued to line her into himself. His tongue flicks out and teases her tit and until he decided to lactate her further down his throat.

The helix begin to make relaxed and roll away to let on her hurt cutis. It was only a moment of exemption before her feeble body was sucked deeper into the depths of his pharynx. Once his jaws reached past her ribs. This cut off any further ability to breath, compounded when the throat muscular tissue clamped over her baby-filled belly.

She takes her last stale abstruse breathing spell until his jaws clamped shut over her venter, forcing the air back out. This air was all that she needed to snap out of her daze leaving her remorselessly awake for the horror to come.

'' Hub ... by ... '' she gasps quietly. She could n't deny how nice it felt on her sore pulp, especially against her injure flesh. Her mouth flew open and practically wanted to scream her delight as her slightly-rounded tummy soda water into his throat.

Ever so slowly his jaws have sealed around her blanket hips with the duncish saliva oozing across her ass as it soaks her ever-moistening mole. She groans as her hips are painfully pulled into his tight throat.

Once again, her head is swimming with the lack of breathable air. The snake keeps one coil wrapped around her toned calfskin, keeping them from thrashing about. The man leans in and Begin to lick her staring thighs, working his way towards her belittled feet. `` I do love stockings.. '' he purred softly as he kissed each digit.

'' No.. please.. don't- '' she whispers before falling unconscious, thrashing in the cockeyed confines of his esophagus.

After about a minute the jaws are completely around the mellowness of her heavenly hip and began the well-off walk down her prospicient legs. Once again the snake decided to play with her, teasing her nethers with his long tongue.

Her idea shudders as she feels her rousing grow.. forcing her awake from her United States Department of State. She wiggles her hips, trying to get away from the evil tickling in her lips and sawbuck again instinctively as the clapper danced over her swollen button. He forced the retentive tongue into her deeply, giving her a small ride before her end. Her lack of oxygen helped her fly to strange, new heights.

She jerks her legs a bit, trying to sound off free or at least dislodge his assault incurring inside her. He savored the spirit of her fuzzy cumulus clenching around his curious appendage.
Those struggle only made them both desire her advance, in their nearly basic, predatory ways. He sinks his small teeth into her second joint and the coil squeeze around her lower pegleg, close to popping her bones.

She curls her toes, tries to wiggle her feet, and attempts to scream, even with the lack of O and the mouth-full of serpent juice. She clenches her fists and her insides massage the invading clapper, as tightly as he held her.. controlling her lithe dead body with his mighty one. She thrusts her hips in the air, interior clamping over and over.. until she finally cums around him, the sugared fluids coating his tongue.

She feels herself sinking deeper, allowing a little more air down to her starved lungs, allowing the fog to crystalise. She feels the small dentition grip her sensible frame of her second joint and pulls her in. It is n't long until the pharynx muscles begin to do all the work, drawing her in quicker. Her articulatio genus bump into his snoot, making her squirm a bit, her thighs half-way down his throat.

The snake released her pegleg just to immerse her knees, leaving only her substructure. She tried to complain her metrical foot just enough but it 's too recently to do anything. The muscles slowly pull her in and he shut his jaws behind her delicate toes to seal her away inside her scaled tomb.

The wiggling bulge fighting even harder now that the Hydra neared the end of his long meal. She had to free herself, if for no one else, but her unborn daughter ! She grits her teeth and uses her nails to try and claw as she bit at his slimy inside. It was hopeless and she was dying from the lack of air yet again.. and the snake teased the feet while they sat his tightly closed mouth. His dentition poking her tiny fingerbreadth and glossa licking the warmth of her soles.

This was hell.. and her man would never cognise what happened.. It was all too much so she began to cry. He raises his head and allows gravity to aid in finishing her journey down his throat. It was a horrid site as he reopened his mouth, giving a good horizon of her small metrical unit being pulled in with each swallow. With a final draft, her toes slipped from sentiment, beginning the arduous trip to his roomier stomach.

It seemed, even after claiming her, he was n't through tormenting her. She could n't help but purse her lips again as the wavelet of the costa passed over her sensitive skin, especially her tit and tickled the peak of her hill. The slip did n't carry long as she finally settles inside the stomach, dousing her in a new, tingling slime as she breached the chamber. She wondered if she was going to sense the burn mark, when it came for her.

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In all of the commotion, you begin to stir up up, eyes were barely open up as you notice the foreign shuffling coming from upstairs. It sounded like something was dragging and thumping across the floor. You felt ice in your venous blood vessel at the thought of your fiance falling and getting hurt so you bolt out of your chair. You are practically running up the stairs, having barely missed the man who had packed up all but one camcorder, leaving the outer space on the bed devoid of your two loves.

'' Ash ? '' you shout with growing concern spiking to new point. forgetful to the serpent hiding on the other side of meat of the bed, in the dark room you run into the residence towards the bathroom, seeing if she made it there.. if only you knew.

You begin to get a line that strange something in the sleeping accommodation again and you smile while sighing in succor. You have every intention on getting her spine for making your concern. `` I am going to get her and buss my mischievous lover for her pranks. '' you country with your smiling shifting to a wolflike grin.

You, the unsuspecting beau reenter the sleeping room to surprise her, only to distinctly notice her absence still. A flicker of movement grab your eye coming from the window.. `` A Snake ! '' you shout as you bolt to it as it tried making it 's escape out the window. You snarl and grab it by the after part, using all of your considerable strength strength to pull it back in with the tell-tale bulge in the middle.

With a cry, you begin your rape, punching it in the snout with your fist. Adrenalin rushing through his body, focusing his mind to one purpose, the header snapping at you. The ophidian coils around you tightly, causing a rib to pop. You only increase your assault, making the snake movement and fizzle in ira. You do not give care and you have your card enough to observe your arms from getting bound in his chunky coils. You finally get his head in your bag, attempting to force and seize with teeth it in hopes of getting it to ptyalize her out.

There is a loud retching noise as the snake begins to miss his concentration, and his dinner. The turmoil was too a good deal and it was n't long until the coils relented to allow the bulge to travel back up his consistency. Your oculus well up as the feet of your lover appear, sliding back out of the serpent 's mouthpiece. The reverse happened quickly until she was a pile of spitting, stomachic juices, and unconscious mind girl.

You scream for joy upon seeing her laying there but the bird returns your eyes to the immediate threat. The snake was robbed of his repast, terrified but enraged. You grab one of your scattergun for home auspices beside the sleeping accommodation room access. You know better then to result such weapon system unloaded for now. You pump the twelve-gauge and end the snake 's life.

You spot the face of the man in the window with a hush 9mm in script. The memories of her Bible come back to you, her night-terrors about the gangster finding her. Your mind focused again as he took aim for you, worried about the weapon in your hands. You fire again, putting a wad of tungsten shots into the guy 's side and the window that he used for cover. He makes no sound as he falls to the floor below, slamming on the pavement.

You pump another one shot and confirm that both intruders were dead before moving to the downed lady friend. You give her a few breaths of CPR and induce her to cough and pitter-patter up some ophidian fluid. She opens her eyes and sees you and begins to scream. You drop your shotgun and move to view as her, letting her sob into your shoulder joint until she calmed herself.

'' Are.. you okay, my erotic love ? '' you ask her tenderly as you pull back to look into her oculus. Her face relaxes and she hugs you weakly. That is when your thorax shoots with blinding infliction from the coils. She moves to the phone and calls for an ambulance.

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Both lovers were kept over-night, medical staff and police being ineffective to sort out the two. They were placed in witness shelter as they testified of the bratva 's dealings, bringing the Seattle branch crashing down. They had a beautiful baby girl six months later and lived happily in Portland, Oregon, knowing that for once, she was as rubber as she could be. She would eventually join the investigation and serve direct the fight back to organized crime. Only prison term will tell how successful she is in her seeking .