This is a sequel of my first level : my job in a red room. ( Like in first story : sorry for my not perfect English people but, this story happened in East-Europe where I lived… )

Chapter 1 : - Terrible Proposal -

Now its 10 days after ‘ my 1st experience'in the red Room. Of course I must go on with my normal job in the iron-shop because for the outside humanity I must behave like in a convention life. The images I saw about a girl who is tortured to death will never go out of my psyche. I can not delete it, but worse is that I can not pace out of it and I will be forced to do such thing to an sinless girl again and again. I 'm always afraid that in a moment the police will total in and arrest me for murder and distortion. However : live alone, I do n't receive multitude in my apartment who ask questions. If I must go to put behind bars for this, I will kill myself, for the here and now I have a full life because I can buy decent food and luxury things with the money I deserved.
It 's early in the morning, I woke up because my phone gave a signal. It was Adam ; The message was : ‘ pauperism to speak with you, come to the bar tonight at 8pm'. I replied ‘ OK'. Somewhere I was glad they did not bury me, otherwise I was afraid of bad news or that I should do terrible thing again. That same evening at the bar : I just stood in a quoin with a unquiet impression, I tried to comport pattern and to avoid contact with the hoi polloi I know. Somewhere it 's grueling to have a terrible secret, but on the other deal : - exciting -. I felt a ticking on my articulatio humeri : it was Adam. ‘ Hi Dimitri, let me order us a beer and sit down over there, in the turning point'. ‘ Hi Adam', I answered : ‘ nice to see you ’. We waited for our beers and took place in the box. Now Dimitri asked me : ‘ how was it and do you still want to go on with it'?
Just mouth open and free, use any words you want, let yourself go because nobody can see us. ‘

Just like the first metre Robert Adam has been a man who gave sureness, I felt sound with him, but realized that he could be dangerous as well. Maybe it 's a examination if I could observe secrets. ‘ Of path X, I do n't speak to anyone about this and I go on with my normal job and act pattern .'‘ Very well Dimitri : that is what I wanted to try. Just act rule and pick up your money. If you have enough, leave alone this shit country for a better life. I knew you were a smart guy. However, about the job….. incubus ?'I was happy that disco biscuit liked me, but now I have to talk about the job… ‘ What can I say Adam : it 's not a convention job, but it 's like you said : if I do n't do it, somebody else will. I never saw a girl tortured and killed : you must understand this and I do n't want to end up in jail…'I could not say more for the moment. Adam noted yes : ‘ about the jail : it 's all about money and our police has a - shit wage - here as you know. What we do : we pay the police never to come in the neighborhood of the old factory, do n't care. And nobody of our helpers will talk to anyone about our fellowship because if so they end up in jail also and become our victim. I nodded yes and he has a point : he gave me more confidence again.
‘ Hear me Dimitri, we have two kinds of personal : one kind is like us. They see it just like business to bring in money. I mean : think it or not, but I have never raped or tortured anybody'. I was wondering why he did not refer –killed- as well. ‘ The same for the K-team : they search and kidnap, but do n't harm their dupe ; it 's just for the money. About Yvan : he started like you so he did a lot of extreme things, but now he has sufficiency of it. He feels good as - boss - in the red elbow room : his experience is welcome and he lets the others do the blood work. Next to the -businessmen-, another kind of staff office are just sadists, rapist, killers who like it and do it especially for the font. However, we need such people to fill in the charge. Imagine if a client likes to see somebody raped and the rapist could not get a heavy dick or issue forth when we are online'! I laughed a bit… ‘ No, be honest : did you feel any excitement on certain consequence, a hard peter ?'This was a atrocious question because somewhere I must admit that there was excitement on some present moment. 'Well, Adam, I live alone and OK ; had some girl and I fucked a few times, but I have never raped or killed anybody. I must hold : during the session there were moment of hullabaloo like in the beginning when the fille is powerless on the tackle and I saw her overnice stretched consistency : it was a jar of hormones. I got mixed tone when she was whipped and stripped : I could see her skillful naked body and saw the out-and-out tycoon we had over her. In my darkest fancy this rank power over her body gave me some sexual exitement : I must admit that. Anyway it began to turn when they burned her feet, and when they destroyed her body while it became more and more smudge with a lot of parentage. My excitement was completely gone when a fat old stinking raper punched her talk hand came in it'.
disco biscuit did not answer, but stood up and said : ‘ OK, first I 'm gone get two More beers and narrate you our new architectural plan with you'. He went to the bar to Holy Order. Me, I was curious what he would ask me now. I felt nervous, but hoped I would bring in money again soon. XTC arrived with two beers and started : ‘ flavor Dimitri, in a business meeting some men had doubts about you : will your activity be realistic enough to go online. I mean : there is no place for mistakes. To let it look naturalistic, you must have enthusiasm, to enjoy. Of track : if you are like us : - pure business - it won't work and I do n't accept other occupation now. The reality is that you will be asked to torture or kill a little girl online so my party boss asked you to tell you that before the next full-paid commission of € 5000, we must test you. So the bad intelligence for you is that we will not pay you anything for this mental testing because it's just a test, an exercise. However, I promise you that if you deliver the goods you are a full fellow member and will be paid the full € 5000 next clock time. What do you say ?'Now this was bad news for me because they want something from me without any payment. Otherwise, they have a spot. Anyway : I knew… if I fail, maybe they kill me… ‘ OK Robert Adam, I understand that I have to learn it, but how will you rail me ? I mean : I hope you do n't ask me to kidnap a young lady somewhere to torment and kill : they will find out and arrest me soon .'

Robert Adam waited a few instant and looked at me through his dark trash. ‘ It 's simple Dimitri : remember we told you that there can be no informant ? ‘ I replied ‘ yes'... ‘ proficient : tomorrow we have a soft-session. The music director just wants to see how a young mates brings in a astounded, drunken young woman : they must strip her, and after this to do thing like female person supremacy and the guy must rape her. After this, we must bring her prophylactic at dwelling house. We promised the Director she will be safety at home, but in realness we kill her and then let the body disappear. The assistant must do this every time so i twill be your job as well in the future, but do n't vex : there are always candidate to do this if you realy don't like it. Anyway : I had parliamentary procedure to give them the ratification that you will torture and killed somebody by yourself so we will organise this secondhand girl like a fresh victim. Because of the easy seance she will be not damaged. We give her ‘ as an physical exertion object'for you. What is your answer ?'
I scratched my hair… I know : for many roughshod sadistic men this is a dream because they get a daughter for free to do with her what they want, but I 'm not a killer so it 's a fearsome interrogation to answer. The reality was : if I say no, I 'm a Death, so I replied : ‘ OK X, thanks that you offer me a nice miss just to exert, but I am not indisputable I can pour down anybody like this .'Adam looked felicitous with my answer. He replied : ‘ I understand, but listen : do you know what an Indian scarf joint is ?'I was too nervous to retrieve so I answered : ‘ not really no.'

‘ It 's a scarf joint we got from our American English confrere. American-Indian language used this a lot to kill their prisoners very easy, but deadening. It 's a scarf you must make wet, bind it tightly around the neck and tie it with a few grayback. When the scarf dries it begins to shrink so the person who wears this, chokes very slowly : sometimes it can take hours. A lot of Directors want to see a slow choke coil so we use this a lot, but besides this : we mostly put such scarf, after the seance before we throw the trunk into the bin. If for some reason they are still a life, the scarf joint is double safety they will not stir up up again.'…. I could not conceive what I heard and I hoped they would never use such scarf joint on me… ‘ Yes, Adam, now that you tell me I heard about such methods the Indian did'. ‘ goodness'laughed go. ‘ I mean : if you should be left alone in his room at the end and no boy has fancy to land up it : just put on such scarf joint and leave. 100 % Sure they will die and you do n't have got to see it. If you can not toss off with bare hands just use the scarf joint and if you do n't want to attend how she chokes go and drink a coffee and come back later, she will be gone'. ‘ OK cristal', I will recall it .'This conversation was terrible, but utilitarian for my job… ‘ So Dimitri : for elision, we will spare the victim from tomorrow for you. I mean : we will not deal her over to your colleagues to do with them what they want because, then she would be in pieces… ‘ Thanks hug drug ,'I replied with a mute voice, but what do you expect me to do with her, I have no inspiration for such matter .'‘ No trouble Dimitri : it will be a academic session with you and Yvan alone. He agreed to arrive to work on his free day just to train you.'

‘ good Adam, but I do n't consider we will be online so I really do n't know what to do without book of instructions sorry'. Adam smiled like he understood. ‘ I know Dimitri you are not a sadist, but a businessman. Sorry I have no other job for the moment, so you must shift your lesson edge. Just try to find delight in your job. It 's hard, but it 's OK for us if you are not like this interior, but only try to deal like a genuine torturer online ! Very important : once you do one ; the minute is easy.'He stopped speaking and looked at me, observing my reactions. ‘ However : no rape, as you know, except after a school term if you still want it ’. ‘ I understand go ; if Yvan guides me it will work, I 'm sure !'Now go smiled at me again : ‘ wellspring, a full emotional whoremonger is to be tempestuous at the dupe and modernize hate like she did something bad. See her, and shout out her –bitch- in your psyche ; never feel any pity : on the reverse. In exercise : Yvan will assist you how to do the things, but you must do everything alone from the start. I mean : she will stand there in front of you with clothes on while you can look into her oculus. Yvan will let you unclothe her, and you must destroy her body piece by piece until she is no more. face at us like soldiers : they are also paid to kill and some destitute people die and suffer because of them !'Now this was a even out argument…I said ‘ yes XTC, I will go for it.'‘ Super Dilmitri, then there is nothing more to say : Monday at 9 pm at the place our number one wood picked you up before ; agreed ?'‘ OK Adam, I will be there.'Robert Adam stood up, excite my hand and said ‘ you will be fine'and left. I stayed to finish my beer…

Chapter 2 : - The preparation -

Monday, 8 pm. Nervous again I put on some sordid dress and I went to the place the driver picked me up before. It was already dark. I suppose it would be the Saame guy who could not speak would beak me up. 9 Pm : indeed : the same black Mercedes. I opened the Same door, the same ugly bald guy was at the bike. I did not say anything, it was no use… He drove to the Saame stead : the old paint-factory and stopped. I knew what to do : to get out flying and say nothing, which I did. He drove away and here I stood, alone in the dark in an abundant arena. Killing me, was very easy now. Suddenly the metal door opened and there was Yvan. ‘ Hello again Dilmitri, just observe me'. Without a word he let me in and closed the door behind me. We went off the like iron stairs, through the corridors until we were in his office again. He offered me a umber, but I did not feel like coffee. He looked relaxed, took a coffee from his machine and began to blab out : ‘ now listen very good Dimitri : it 's just you, me and the victim in the factory here. Because of your lesson preparation and practical it 's my job to let you do some things you never did before in your life. Our mission is : to torture and kill the girl that you will soon attend in the centre. Realize that once online : There is no permissiveness for doubt, no hesitancy ! A lot of people will reckon very close and pay a lot for their sexual turmoil so give them what they want. I understand it will not be easy, but I will guide you and tell what to do : it 's you who acts. The start dominion : never communicate with the victim, never : no auditory sensation. This is ‘ the law'when we are online, but now in this exercise-case we can communicate under each other freely because we are off-line. Do you realise this loud and make ? ‘ What else could I do than to serve : ‘ OK Yvan, but I will need your professional support.'‘ I understand this Dimitri, but listen : the girl/victim for his mission knows she has been kidnapped. Yesterday during the school term she was half drugged and drunken so now she will be in a normal condition. She does not make love yet that she will be tortured and killed by you, so she will try to fight herself. Also with words : never listen or do things she asks, understood ?'‘ OK, I understand because she will try to convince me to let her go, etc …'was my bright answer. ‘ Exactly : for elision now, we can talk under each other because we will be offline. In this situation she will hear everything that we say and she will respond ; just do n't mind ! Because we are on our own we must be measured that she does not escape so I will bide at a safe space when you do your affair. When she tries to lam, I just shoot her do n't vex. Oh yeah, before we begin : you must progress to your moral state of psyche stronger, get some energy, can I present you some advice what you should do with her to get an –energy shock- ?'I was wondering what this could be, he made me curious…. ‘ Yes Yvan, state me .'‘ well, Dimitri : before you start the existent action, let her take up your pecker, but just until it's hard. Do n't number in her lip because then you have a low battery ,'he smiled. ‘ The fact that you are not finished because of the interruption will make you a bit angry at her'. ‘ Aw, OK Yvan, maybe its like this, but I never forced a girl to do this and what if… she bites ? ‘ ‘ Hahaha'was the reaction of Yvan. ‘ This is comical : I have never seen a missy to bite a raper even if they know she will be killed. They all hope they will let her go after or are a freight to be tortured Sir Thomas More if they do this. By elision : if you want I will make it clear to her my way by putting my gun against her mind so you can be sure she will do well in this site ! So are you agreed ?'I nodded yes, Yvan puts his umber away and for the second time I was on my way to the red room. We went through a few corridors and there I saw the red door again. Yvan asked if I would wish to go to the stool, but I could not. Anyway, I remembered the images of my first dupe Anoushka who was tied on the toilet, waiting for her torture…'Here we are again Dimitri : soon you will see your victim looking into your eyes. Try to appease calm, relax and switch your moral status into - She is my gripe only for pleasure- ; not as a human. So let 's go in now : try to get used to the situation : constrict her body very hard everywhere, punch her if you like it and then, we will let her sop up your dick. And I wo n't reckon at your dick do n't worry… great deal ?'He smiled. I must go through this and maybe Yvan has to a greater extent right : an -interrupted sucking - can give me some energy to go on. ‘ pot Yvan'I replied… ‘ OK, here we go then'and he opened the red door.

Chapter 3 : - The pitilessness -

So here I was for the endorse prison term. Only now there was nobody except Yvan and of course the dupe who was standing with her limb above her headspring at the rig. She looked like a student-girl with farseeing blonde hair's-breadth, green eyes, 5,8 ft tall, dungaree pants, a Theodore Harold White blouse with - Mickey mouse - on it, blue jean, sport shoes, earrings. She had nice bosom ( I guess a sensitive cup ). And indeed she began to cry and beg : ‘ let me go, please serve me, I want severalize anything ’, etc.…. Now Yvan began to narrate his program line : ‘ Dimitri, do what you must do and disclose this bitch her moral : warm her up .'I did not eff how to lead off and did what I did before : took her courteous blond hair, pulled strong and shook her head with it a few sentence. ‘ It 's a beginning'said Yvan ‘ but, let her feel some real pain in the ass and let her taste a bit of blood.'Now I saw really panic in her nice immature eyes and doubted what to do. So I thought back to what the first base assistants did : they gave her a poke in the belly. So I gave her a punch, but it was so debile she reacted more from fear than botheration. Yvan became nervous and said : ‘ come-on pussy, this is not a punch : 10 clock time harder !'So without thinking I really boxed as difficult as I could in her belly so her decent head went forwards from the impingement. Now I saw the pain sensation on her fount, she could not shout because of her pain, but it was more some cough. The second mission was more difficult, the blood I mean. Again, I remembered the offset academic session so I hoped that a voiceless face slab would be enough. So with the back of my hand, I slapped her beautiful face, but like the poke : not hard enough, I saw no Simon Marks. So I did it again and again, harder and harder. The sounds from the impingement of my hands on her look with a mix of her groan ; it was terrible, but I had to go on. When I stopped, I saw a little creek of bloodline coming out of her passably mouth. ‘ Good starting Dimitri, now let me see how you can uses her sass. First, let her suffer a bit longer so that she realizes she must suck you for her own safety.'When he said this, Yvan made a sarcastic smile on his mouth…

I took the control venire from the fishing rig and pushed on the up-button. I saw her stretched out, standing on her smell, then her feet came from the ground. Now she was crying really intemperately and begging all kinds of thing, but I could not answer. Her workforce became red : it had to be very afflictive because of the metal cuffs around her wrists. I asked Yvan how foresighted individual can cling like this. He answered : ‘ good head. We had client who like this view and let her knack to pass-out, but this takes time of day and hours. In this type, we ask more money : just to let her hang. In such case we leave the room and arrive back when we see on our pill if she is unconscious. Others ask to hang extra weights on her feet, trade good for us because then it works faster. Look Dimitri : we do n't have a lot if sentence, I 'm not paid for this and you'r not paid as well. So go on that we can go home. Be dependable : is there anything you want to do to this bitch that you like ? Is there any fancy you have in your mind like to burn her slit, to cut off a nipple are whatever ? Now is the moment because there are no terminus ad quem here !'‘ Eh, I do n't do it Yvan, I was only used to take in formula sex so ...'‘ I understand Dimitri, but maybe it 's practiced starting time to warm you up and relish from this bitch after. I know you are not a rapist, but strip her, twinge her everywhere so that you enjoy it, let her sit on her knees and gain her soak up your prick. believe me : it 's psychological, you will enjoy the power and will have more strength to go on, but as you know : do n't come in her oral fissure or you lose your energy…'‘ OK Yvan, I will try it, thanks for the advice .'‘ safe Dimiotri : now strip this gripe, squeeze her everywhere as intemperate as you can and let her imbibe your tool !'

Of line she heard this and looked at us as she shook her head sharply saying : ‘ no please.'Meanwhile Yvan went to the store-room and came back with a big knife. ‘ spirit Dimitri, this makes it easygoing to strip her !'I pulled at her T-shirt and with the knife I began to ruin this Mickey-mouse T-shirt. Now I saw her nice white belly, flat because she was hanging on her wrists. She had a blue bra with amazing tits in it. I hesitated because of the prissy view, but Yvan said garish'come-on man : do something with her titmouse !'So, I put the knife under her bra and removed it. She was crying a begging like hell, but her tits were so incredibly beautiful. Perfect shape, standing up with nice mamilla : so aphrodisiac. I heard Yvan again ‘ do something instead of looking'! His control was clear. I Grip her tits and started to twinge them as hard as I could. I begun to move my custody so her wholly torso moved with it. She held her head behind because of the painful sensation and shame. I enjoyed those lovely nipple and made her knickers loose. In one movement I pulled it down and saw her underpants, lily-white and in the center of it was a cartoon of Tom & Hun. Under this, I saw a pair of very nice legs. Now I realized I had to go on so I used the knife to tear her underpants off which fell on the background. I was shocked by this extremum erotic opinion of her kitty-cat, covered with dark-blond pilus, it was so awful exciting ! Despite the realize of hurting, to see the view of this unbelievable, beautiful naked soundbox hanging on her wrists really gave me a hard dick ! I never saw such beautiful more stir thing, then this. Now Yvan seems to understand and whispered this time : ‘ Dimitri, I know what you feel now. This girl is so beautiful and she is all yours. reckon at her nerve broad of care, see her perfect traits, a pussy that invites you, but still all this beautiful must be destroyed soon, this is your job. Meanwhile : enjoy it now so now let her down on her knees and put her mouth over your shaft to suck it so we can go on to the next level'. ‘ Ok Yvan, I understand'. I was a bit hypnotized and never thought that even if it's torturing, it would render me such anincredible erotic shock : this sight was really the maximum !

I took the ascendance jury of the tackle and let her down : first her substructure touched the trading floor, I saw how she could not suffer anymore, I think because of the emotions and pain in the neck, but her manus in the cuffs prevented her to go down. Halfway I stopped the tackle, now Yvan stomped against her thigh and said : on your knees bitch !'He took his gun and held it against her head : ‘ hear cunt : you are going to soak up my colleague, understood ? ‘ Pointing at her with his gun, her face became good of fear and she stopped begging. I knew Yvan did this to help me because he laughed with me when I told him I was afraid she would bite my dig off… Yvan said : ‘ now Dimitri, let us exhibit you are a man and put your dick in her oral fissure to let her suck on it'! Yvan sounded very threatening this meter, but maybe it 's to scare away the girl and to let her lie with it 's serious. It was a foreign sight : a nice young blond girl on her human knee with her hands tied above her head in figurehead of me. What I had to do now is to let my drawers down and force her to do oral examination sex. I do n't have it away if it will work in this shape, but I must not be a lading she would bite : she seemed very scar because of the gun pointing at her. So, I dropped my trouser and now my affair was hanging in front of her font. Now Yvan said loudly : ‘ come-on : grab her fuzz and push her face against your thing : she will know what to do like every girl !'

I never did such thing, the intuitive feeling was terrible because in my normal biography this is an act of love. Also, I had the noesis that after she did this, I still had to torture and kill her. It was just a little girl from my age who could be my girlfriend. I said to myself ‘ break thought'because with his gun Yvan was more dangerous, I suppose killing is naught for him so I just had to do it. I grabbed her nice blonde fuzz and pressed her face against my tool a few times. I took my dick and shouted : ‘ candid and suck'. I looked scared to Yvan, but he did not react. secure that it 's just a training session because his pattern was not to convey with the victims. I felt her body shaking from fear, but she did what she had to do : opened her reasonably mouth and I put my thing in it. I took her hair and moved her head back and Forth River. She accepted it and I felt the incredible nice feeling of her warm mouth around my shaft. Now this was weird because : whatever the situation was, I felt some love-connection. I felt she began to blow just like ‘ we are both victims.'I mean… Yvan was sitting on the bed now and his gun was back in his holster so… what if I jump on him, kill him with his gun, release this female child and run to the law ? These thoughts came with me because of such nice feeling the victim gave me, some love flew in me…. Suddenly yelled trashy : ‘ think my advice : do n't snap in her mouthpiece because it 's a waste of zip .'I realized that within very short time I would do indeed so I became a bit angry of all this and I pulled my dick out of her mouth. ‘ Now that was decent to see,'said Yvan with a big smile. ‘ Now put your matter back in your pants so that the real work can begin .'It was hard to do this because somewhere it was a heavenly touch : I was ready to squirt in her nice oral fissure and she knew it all so. She just wanted to please me, to have a bit of Bob Hope that I would let her go. Nerveless : my mood was changed, I just wanted to let her finish and this Yvan stopped me. He was right : my mood changed and I feed electronegative energy, a bit angry even. To hand the impression not to be weak, I asked : ‘ OK Yvan, I have not come yet, but maybe you want to let her suck your peter now ?'Yvan laughed and answered : ‘ No man, this period of enjoyment is over for me. I did so many things with so many girls that a simple suction can not please me anymore. This is boring for me, maybe I will fall asleep while she sucks me so no thanks. OK : now you are in a more sharper modality : lift her up and let the actual piece of work Menachem Begin !'And he was right : because I was not finished I became furious, just wanted some satisfaction. Still : the negative vitality is a boost to go on. I took the ascendency dialog box of the tackle and lifted her up until she was standing. Now we stood boldness to aspect ; I saw the reverence in her centre. She whispered : ‘ please let me go, I won't Tell anyone.'It was horrible, but I had to go on.

Yvan came to me, looked me in the eyes and said : ‘ now listen : I will tell you the matter that about of the theatre director want from us. You can do it your way, but the resolution must be what I tell you. Now the first limit you must exceed is to let us see a maximum of respondents from her body in pain sensation. The first gear time it 's heavy, but this is with everything you will do : after a few girls its function and it does not affect you anymore.'The girl heard this of row and began to beg again ‘ please no, no do n't do this place'.. Yvan spoke louder because of her begging : how would you like to do this ?'This was so dreaded : I never harmed a girl and now this guy asks me to pay annoyance to an unacquainted young miss who even sucked me so effective and who was looking into my eyes… The fille now really really in terror and started to holler ‘ no do n't delight no'and I saw this began to work on the nerves of Yvan. Now the girl became really in terror, Thomas More hysterical and began to cry very garish. Yvan was very chafe and stepped into the entrepot room. The girl looked me and was begging ‘ stop this, I know you can please'but suddenly Yvan stood behind her, and showed me a gag like I saw in sm-movies ; a ball like they put in the backtalk with shoulder strap around the head so it 's almost unacceptable to produce any sound. Brutally he opened her mouth and put it into it. He pulled hard to the straps and made it tightly around her heading. ‘ That 's better ,'said Yvan ; this gripe was irritating me : I was tired and purge of hearing this. Now we can verbalise normally without being disturbed .'All we could listen was some moaning, zero more. It 's formula because with such matter in your mouth, it 's impossible to make any audio. I noticed that Yvan had absolutely no respect or pity with his victims : completely zilch. Indeed, he saw them just like objects, not as human being. Yvan said :'I see that you crossed some limits because you can get a hard dick of her now, even if she is a dupe. I 'm singular what you will experience if you really lead off to torture her !'Of course the miss heard this, but could not produce sound anymore. I saw her promontory large shaking an eye full of tears ; the Bob Hope will be gone soon…'I think it 's time to render you a hard cock again, lift her up again so we can go on .'I took the remote and pushed the up button just like before. Her incredible, beautiful naked consistency was slowly lifted from the level ; I saw the annoyance on her face in her hands became red again because the cuffs made extremely marking on her wrists.

Now she was hanging only by her carpus on cutting metallic element handcuffs, completely naked just waiting to get tortured and killed. Of course I had compassion with her when I saw the pain, but I knew I could not do anything. Otherwise, a function of me enjoyed the view of this beautiful naked miss stretched out. ‘ It 's a nice kitten'said Yvan. 'If it can amuse you : sorry, but soon she will not be so beautiful anymore .'I saw a fearsome fear in her heart, I think now she realized she would not subsist this, but what else could I do : it was me or her now, kill or to be killed. I squeezed her body again everywhere and I felt I began to enjoy it. Even when I came with my fingerbreadth between her peg ; it gave a sexual vitamin because the memory of her suck was still in me : my consistence just wanted to hold sex and enjoyed this. So full of internal secretion I enjoyed touching and squeezing her naked organic structure, even if I saw the terrible painful sensation in her eyes. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder : it was Yvan with a nasty, black iron whiplash in his mitt. Because of my sexual rousing I did not notice he went in the store way. ‘ Enough playacting', he said serious ‘ and take heed now for my instructions'. I was back in reality and realized myself this was not a sexual delight, but repulsion. While Yvan began to spill, I saw her face who was looking terrible because of the hurting around her articulatio radiocarpea and the persuasion of the lash. ‘ Almost every director wants to see her soundbox destroyed through a voiceless torment of her stretched torso, pussy, ass and breast. So a whip is the outset and almost every lurker likes it. I suggest you practice the whip now : try the vertebral column first, then in social movement of her. focal point on tits, belly, ass and legs. Just Menachem Begin, OK ?'I never had a whip in my manpower, never did this. The handle was about 1,6ft, the lash itself was 4,2ft full of leather.

I looked her face for the end time before I went behind her : it looked horrific. When I stood behind her, somewhere I had the same Wyrd exited feeling like when I saw her nice stretched dead body and very aphrodisiacal ass. It was an attractive view, but now I have to begin to destroy this so prissy sexy body. Yvan made a drive with his arms and said : ‘ The clients want to see and hear her body while it 's getting destroyed by the latch. bandstand over there, whip her from a cant over slope so its soft to see the result directly after every whip. Try to let the whip enclose over the body and then bring back quick : this makes more gracious restitution. focusing on tits, belly and legs .'‘ OK, I will try'was my resolution. I stepped away and took a situation from her left sloped English. I saw her promontory moving and her face was one expression of fair and painfulness. Her hands and wrist were terribly red now because of the hanging on the metal cuffs. She had not sufficiency tears to cry. Her nice legs were shaking, her tones about 20cm lifted from the ground. Her beautiful breasts were smeared with spittle because of the ball gag, mixed with split. I lifted my right-arm and let the whip come against her ass, the end strained around her belly. I pulled back, but did not see any red lines. Yvan shook his capitulum and called out : ‘ come-on man : harder, or you gay or something ? whip that bitch !'So I tried it again, but now I took a big lilt with my arm and used more power. This time it sounded more acute and the ohmic resistance of the party whip was potent when it was strained around her belly. Now, I made a very hard detachment movement ; her body moved with it and slung a bit over and made a turn. Her top dog was shaking as hell and her moan were trashy. Her face was one tensed mess. Now I saw a red wrinkle on her belly. It seems the whiplash has shredded her nice skin upon climb-down. ‘ Now that's better'said Yvan. ‘ I saw pain and damaging, so it must be. It 's better to do zip than something which gives no hard seeable reaction of the victim. Now give a few more, severe and faster : coloring this bitch red and make her boob not recognisable anymore. ‘ His final stage countersign were abominable because I loved her tits, they were so aphrodisiac.

However, I did what I had to do : lifted up my handwriting pointed at her back. I caused for a powerful impact : the latch came with a grueling blow on her back and curled very mean around her body at the horizontal surface of her knocker. I felt the resistance and pulled back the whip as unvoiced as I could. Her body swung and began to turn slowly. From the moment her breast came to my side, I saw big red lines coming out of her tits. Yvan pulled his pollex up and said'that 's better, go on !'So, I lifted my arm again and gave her the same treatment, and again, again… Now her consistency started to swing and twist harder and more and more flow of blood began to come out of her tits. Now I focused lower above her ass. I saw red bloodlines coming out of her belly now. I stopped because I was tired, like I did some heavy muscle work. Yvan smiled : ‘ It 's a big effort he man ! But, I see you learn fast : now color these wooden leg red for the next matter. ‘ I saw the poor girl was was still on witting : her head was shaking and her moan were frightful. Her brass was one big tear. I lifted my arm again and pointed under her ass. I saw how the whip curled himself around her sexy second joint, when I pulled back : it made a red line of descent. After around 20 whips I stopped. The miss was still moving around, but did not shit any speech sound : it looked like she passed out. ‘ Damned'crumbled Yvan, ‘ this bitch passed out quickly. I hope you can drill more on her. Let her a down so we can delight the equipment casualty'. frightful words : -to enjoy the damage- but I remember the cameraman always took their sentence to film the answer, this is the determination for us : panorama that the customer wants to see. Like a rack organic structure and extreme facial expressions of pain in the ass and care ! Like now the cutis of her once so nice hands and wrists have torn apart because of the cuffs : she had so many roue current on her weapons system ! The view was not pleasant : her hands had the colouration of a tomato, you could barley see her finger ...

Now I pushed the down button from the rig. Her feet were on the base now, but she was unconscious ; her straits was hanging and did not move anymore. ‘ Go get some piddle and pour it over her nous. If she 's dead you can always still do some thing .'I stood gravel about things Yvan said : even go on when she 's dead ; it 's not my style, but I think it 's just to let me cut through some psychical borderline. I went to the store room and came back with a bucket of weewee. I poured it over her heading and yes… her head started to incite ! ‘ Good', smiled Yvan ,'now let 's see'. Yvan took her white meat and squeezed them as hard as he could. Her read/write head went backward because of the pain, some origin came out of it. ‘ Look, they have some damages, but still wait intact, sexy nipples : you must change it. Go to the fund room and you will find some toys to destroy them much more .'I saw how the wretched girl heard this, she had made intense no-movements and her centre full of binge were begging like a puppy. But, I have put my brains on zero. Also, because of the fitful sex I had more minus energy : just wanted to go on. I went to the entrepot room to get hold something. I saw a credit card box with a lot of phonograph needle in it. Maybe I just could use them to put it in. I returned with the box ; Yvan reacted : OK, some client likes acerate leaf, but for the tits do n't use the small unity. Take these': and he pointed to the needles from about 2,7inch long. ‘ Put about 10 phonograph needle in each tit. When it 's finished : use your whiplash again to deplumate them out : this will yield a Nice core'. I took the first needle, held it under her beautiful left-tit and pulled the goad up. It was so soft I had to raise her tit a lot before it went in. A bit of blood came out. ‘ Not so', Yvan said ; ‘ Look'. He took her nice right-breast in her bridge player, squeezed it unvoiced, took a needle and with a abruptly, heavily bowel movement he put it in. When he pulled his hand away, I saw how the needle was deep in it. A bloodline came out. Yvan said : ‘ it 's unspoilt that you practice this because many customer love the survey of bleeding breast with acerate leaf in it. It happens that the cameraman must bourgeon this for a lot of fourth dimension, also when it 's squeezed hard with the needles in it. Now look ending': He grabs her right-tit again, pushed the yearn nail further until the shrill point came out from the other side of meat ! ‘ Is n't that funny'he laughed while he took another yearn nail. ‘ Do n't forget the mammilla': he pointed the acutely distributor point straight against her teat and pushed the nail slowly in it. First, the penetrative degree slipped slowly into her mammilla which started to bleed. Now slowly de nail went deeper and deeper until the full 2,7inch was full phase of the moon in her tit : all you could see was the blinking head from the nail instead of a mammilla ! I saw how the female child 's brass was one mask of saliva and effort. Her whole physical structure was shaking like a leaf, I never saw something like this.

Now it was my turn. I took a nail and began to squeeze her breast. I pushed it slowly into her nice left-tit. I let it unloose and saw a slight bit of parentage coming out. It 's operose to hold, but in some way it began to love me. Maybe because of the voiceless dick she gave me before, but to have the right-down top executive over this nice Whitney Moore Young Jr. affair, to do what you want without any limitation : it was amazing ! 'Hey Dimitri', laughed Yvan, 'let me see the dot also'. So really did it : I pushed further until the head came through the other face of her tit. Now it became one bloody mess, but I felt my dick ontogeny and this was weird because I was actually torturing a girl, destroying her breast but still…. Now I took another needle, squeezed her left-tit punishing and there went the other needle in it. Now I squeezed it surd and put another in it, and another until there were about 12 acerate leaf in it. Her left-breast was now entire of railway line of ancestry streamed down over the belly to her leg. The contrast of viewing her demolish knocker with the line of descent gave me somewhere a kick : her tits were destroyed : full of blood, teat replaced by a nail.. But somewhere this aspect was not so nice : her once so decent tit looked more like a pin cushion now. The most horrible few were her tit with the big phonograph needle in it. ‘ Nice oeuvre'said Yvan, but as I told you : not destroy enough.Take the whip, stand over there and percentage point at her back so that the whip tightens her titty and when you pull back, maybe it will pull out some phonograph needle .'When they come out they will shoot down her tits into slice. But wait : get rid of the ball out of her sassing so we can hear if she still can shit a lot of noise ! I stood behind her loosened the shoulder strap around her neck and dropped the mouthpiece. Her back talk fell outdoors and a lot of saliva came out ; I heard a mix of battle cry and cough. Now I prepared myself to use the whip again, which will put down the rest of her once so beautiful tits.

It 's terrible because the pattern of her tits was so complete, even with all the phonograph needle in it I still could enjoy the beaut of it. This whip will make one mess of it, but I had to watch over orders… I took the same position : gave a hard bash with the lash on her back which curled around her breast. With a powerful trend I pulled back the whip and now the result was really bloody : The fille 's shout went through marrow and leg, but Yvan did not respond as if he is used to this. I saw a phonograph needle coming out by the lash. A lot of ancestry flowed out of her breasts. Yvan stuck his thumb up and said : ‘ good, many clients get a bang of this view and such yell also, but now do it faster and toilsome !'I raised my hand again and began again : one latch after the former, with every latch a few needles came out as also more and more blood. What I heard was one scream and the auditory sensation of the whip. When I stopped the nipple of her ripe breast was torn off, in the left hand one the needle was half out ; a few needles were still in it. I could not see the skin of her tits anymore ; it was full of blood and the form was not so decent anymore : only damaged pelt without a form. The pitiable young woman was still standing on her legs, but it looked like she was in shock : her entirely soundbox was trembling like a leafage. The look in her eyes stood at eternity. ‘ OK'said Yvan : ‘ it seems good enough. My experience says that clients will consent this. Now the next phase : they all want to see pussy and ass destroyed so use your imagination .'Somewhere I hoped she would pass-out soon so I chose not to do the slowest atrocious affair now.

‘ OK Yvan, I prefer now to hang her over the edge of the bed and to spank her ass with something'. Inside I really hoped she would misplace consciousness and stay like this. Yvan found this a safe idea. We let the hook down, she was barleycorn moving, but still awake. We pulled her to the bed and laid her body over the sharpness of the old, rusty bed with her dorsum to the outside. She had no more resistance : her body was barely moving, her eyes closed and all we could were soft moan. I think she lost the energy to fight and just waited until the end. We opened the cuffs, spread her ankles, wrist and fixed the cuffs to the bed. I noticed that Yvan 's compassion was nothing : for him the wretched girlfriend was like a furniture he had to work on. I 'm afraid I will also suit like this ; it 's already started because I felt fervour on some moments like when she sucked me and when I saw her beautiful naked body hanging on her bleeding wrists. If I begin to have excitement response when I torture a young lady, I 'm just like him.

Now the girl was hanging over the edge of the bed with blazonry and legs spread. I heard moans and cries, but it was not loud anymore : her energy and hope was gone. There were a few bloodlines on her wooden leg and back, but not so much so again : I felt some fervor because I had the sentiment of a nice sexy ass which I could fuck if I wanted to. Also, because of the interrupt sex I just wanted to finish myself. Maybe I should, but I was afraid for myself to do it and to ask Yvan : I still had some study to do. Yvan went on with his lesson. ‘ I know, nice ass, but as you know : online the director is the boss so this is a good lesson in controlling yourself : sooner or later every guy get exited of this job, but never show it online : this is for the clients… So next chapter : to destroy her ass and pussy, go to bet for some gracious toys in the store-room.'I heard a cry and some no-sounds and saw her fountainhead moving : she heard it and maybe still hoped to convert us to terminate, which was an illusion of course. In the store-room I saw the things and let my imagination work : what sort of toy would I use to deliver the goods in my test. On the upper shelf I saw some form of tennis-racket. It was one indeed, but they transformed it into a terrible affair : instead of a net there was a shelf, fully of nails thrown through. The nails were about 2inch and had a form of a fish gratin shape. So when they go in and are pulled back, they would progress to terrible lesion. Now Yvan came also in the store-room and smiled : ‘ Now this is a nice toy, consider me ! The consequence is wonderful, even after a few slabs : her legs and ass will attend like a bloody moon landscape !'It was still wicked to listen how Yvan spoke about the dupe. I think he had to be the pip a dangerous guy of the company, a literal killer and sadist. But, as long as I played his secret plan he would not harm me. ‘ And these things also', while pointing at a totally collection of dildo 's. I saw the dildo with nails through which they used in the poor Anoushka. ‘ Look', said Yvan : ‘ what you can do to finish your mission here, is to demolish her snatch and ass at the same time with these sort of dildo 's in combining with the tennis racket. She will phlebotomize inside like a pig very soon !'When they are in spite of appearance and you begin to use the tennis racket, she will react overweight and will move her hips. When she does this, the dildos will make a lot of painful damage inside her, and she will soon pass-out of the pain and bleed to death. I know : to perpetrate them out will become a mess, but do n't worry : all these thing have a ringing at the end to have a strong grip by pulling them out..'( he said this on a sarcastic tone… )

I said aught, was just looking at the torture-dildo 's. My eyes were on 2 metallic single : one small about 4inch long ; the beginning was a sharp point, at the end it was about 0,4inch thick. On the airfoil there were glass slabs glued. I can imagine that if this thing is in her ass, the damage is deadly and if it moves while its in it : her whole El Salvadoran colon will be destroyed. Besides this horrible matter, there was the Saame type but this one was about 8inch prospicient, ended at 1inch but began with a unit of ammunition knifelike point and ended squared ! I guess this was for the pussy. I can envisage when if this is inside, it cuts everything so both dildo 's at the same meter will destroy her whole lower abdomen. I thought it was a dear idea to use this because with those thing inside her, it wo n't take long, her belly will become one mess inside. ‘ Good choose'said Yvan with a felicitous face ; ‘ now pull these thing in this bitch, generate her a few solidus with our famous lawn tennis illegitimate enterprise and she will pass-out and die soon : you will see.'

We left the store-room : me with the agony dildo 's ; Yvan with the tennis-racket. I saw the ass of the poor daughter with her very courteous dark blond haired twat. My hormones just wanted to get along so hard on her, but this was not a sexual plot : I had cross demarcation line and to larn the discipline to come after in my test so I can do this job and make a lot of money. I started with the number one dildo. I opened her hindquarters and saw her nice, aphrodisiac piffling John Brown prick. I 'm a young guy, not any girl showed this to me like this : it was really my first view like this, it was amazing to see this petty brown female spot between her soft thigh ! I could not resist it to put my digit in her tiny gob : Yvan started to express mirth. ‘ Nice thing to play with, I know, but sorry Ilex paraguariensis : not now !'. I returned my finger and then I put the sharp point of the dildo against it, and pushed soft. The compass point disappeared into her decent embrown spot : I saw a little jounce of her eubstance followed by a diffuse cry. When the sharply point was in it, a lilliputian blood was coming out. Now the offset piece of shabu was pushing against her brown blot. I kept pushing and saw how the drinking glass began to cut into her handbill muscle, I continued. Her body was trembling like hell, her groan were frightening, but not so loud. I think her energy became low. When the dildo became bigger, I felt more and more resistant, every piece of glass which went in, destroyed more and more of her decent Robert Brown topographic point and now everywhere there were flow of blood. Her hips moved, but this gave her only more pain. Now the dildo was full in her ass : I can imagine it 's deadly within a short time and removing it is not possible : actually I already killed her by bringing this in. Now Yvan gave me the big dildo. Her pussycat was already full of line which came out of her ass. I pressed the sharp item of the big dildo against her aphrodisiac shamrocks and started to press. Soon it started to bleed and a lot more when the methamphetamine hydrochloride poop started to go in. Her groan were terrible, I saw her head shaking. Now the dildo became squared ; the resistance was intemperate and I really had to push hard to go on, but I did it. When it was broad of it, it was one stream of blood between her legs. I realized I killed her with this, the 2 dildos were destroying her whole lower berth abdomen inside : it 's just a matter of time. I hope this will happen soon for her so that the torture is finished. Somewhe, blood does not excite me. ‘ Hey, do n't forget this'said Yvan while giving me the lawn tennis racket. I do this with pleasure now because I remember Yvan 's wrangle that because of her reactions, the dildos will destroy her belly privileged completely so she will soon lapse out and die. I raised my right hand arm and gave the first stroke on her ass. It was a hard smash : She struck a cry and moved her ass, which give her more than pain in the neck and more wrong inside. I wanted to farm my arm again, but it was like the racket was struck on it. I remembered the nails with Fish bone profile : pulling back will give a lot of equipment casualty. With a lot of force I lifted up the racquet and the consequence was awful. Her pelt was hard damaged, crack everywhere and full descent. ‘ You see I was rectify', smiled Yvan. ‘ Now try this on her soft ties'.. Her tights were still beautiful, I could conceive of that in one smash they will count awesome. So rear my hired man again and smashed the tennis racket between her nice leotards. I still saw a cushion which was going through her body and a terrible cry. Yvan laughed and said : ‘ now let 's see the pancake'… With a heavy movement I returned the racket : it was one mild bloody raft. Her once so nice pelt was now so destroyed and full of lineage that you could barely see this was a sexy thigh it was. ‘ Nice', said Yvan. I 'm tired : let 's finish this and go on until she does not travel anymore. So, think this will be the end for her I guesswork. I raised my arm and gave a stroke on her former thigh, I returned and struck again with her ass, and again, again… I stopped to repose a bit, but the solution was terrible. Blood everywhere, her ass and thighs were one bloody mussiness, you could barely see the form. The tennis racket was so wide of parentage that it ran to my weapon system. We did not get word any sound and there was no movement anymore ; I hoped it would be finished for her. Big current of blood were coming out of her ass and kitty ; her miserable abdomen had to be completely destroyed inside.

‘ Good', said Yvan : I think that was it, but now the finishing touch, remember ? ‘ I was still a bit in - An absenteeism modality - because I just killed my first miss in a terrible way just so I could not consider clearly. ‘ Sorry Yvan', I said : ‘ I think we must pick everything now'? ‘ No man : you forgot the most important pattern concerning security ; think !'Now I remembered : we must always be 100 % trusted she could not escape up so we must put on the - Indian scarf- In this case, I do n't suppose she could stand up because the torture dildo are so destroying that her lower abdominal cavity had to be one hatful inside, but a rule is a rule. ‘ Ok Yvan'I replied silently : ‘ The Red Indian scarf, I will get one'. ‘ Good, good'reply Yvan : ‘ let me pick up how to use it : let 's make her lax and lay her on her rear. We loosened the cuffs and saw a short move. All so she has begun to piddle ... ‘ horselaugh, look, the posse comitatus is there, this means the end is near ! ‘, smiled Yvan. He took her feet, me her red, destroyed men and we turned her on her back on the old, rusty bed. The view was not so aphrodisiac : her once so beautiful tits were so destroyed you could barely see the descriptor. The glass-dildos were still in her so between her legs it was one stream of blood. ‘ Now go into he storage-room and take an American-Indian language scarf, they are in the big composition board box'. I went to the store-room and on the ground I saw the big cardboard box. When I opened it, I saw the scarves, a lot of them maybe hundreds. They must use this a lot. They looked very harmless, in unlike colors, but I realized that this were very roughshod severe weapon system. I took a chickenhearted one and made it wet under the water tap. I felt how it begun to elaborate. I may not think if they put this matter ever around my neck… I went back to what was the remainder of the victim and saw how her belly was still going up and down. This means she was still alive, on the flooring was a magnanimous puddle of blood and piddle, coming from her wooden leg. ‘ Now strangle the scarf around her neck and cook three knots in the scarf joint. How tight you must seduce it, depends on the wishes of the client. Some of them want to enjoy it from the beginning when they are still good alive. In such casing you may not make it too tight because if you do, they choke to fast, customers hate this ! In such case, you just put it around the neck and progress to the mi : the scarf will do the ease when it dries. I 'm always happy when a customer wants this : its heavenly to see their faces when they fight against choking. About a calendar month ago we had a lady friend which had to be killed by the scarf while she is rape : her case was making queer, expressing for Sir Thomas More than the two time of day before she was fully choked', it was a prissy appearance for us !'What I just heard was tremendous, incredible… This Yvan is just a cold sadistic killer whale. Somewhere I was afraid to become like him also…

So, I did what I had to do : put down the wet scarf joint around her neck and made three button in it. Suddenly, her drumhead was moving a bit.. ‘ Wow', said Yvan with a felicitous voice. ‘ She is still alive, this is fun ! This was something I already knew.. She was hardly moving, but still we heard some form of gradual in her throat so she had still to be a lifespan. ‘ Nice panorama'said Yvan. ‘ I like the expressions on their faces when they choke slowly and fight against death ! smell : the scarf will do his job now, but let 's attach the cuffs to the bed because this is also a prescript : you never let a victim unbound If there are any doubts she is still awake !'So I attached her ankles again to the bed and Yvan her hired man. I saw how Yvan enjoyed looking at her face who was with eyes extensive open, but the scarf began to work and she had to do more and more effort to breathe. ‘ You know what ?'Asked Yvan : I 'm sure enough somewhere you still are a bit angry because you could not finish, but this is your chance ! She still has a very squeamish fuck case : sweet lips, a nice warm tongue and a hot mouth to photograph in, fantastic !'I really had no idea what Yvan wanted to tell apart me now…
'So this is your probability to get the most extreme intimate kick you have ever had : sit over here and put your hawkshaw into her mouthpiece. And do n't worry : she has no more might, she has started the fighting against choking so you can be sure as shooting she will preserve her mouth overt and soon her tongue will fall out so do n't wait too long. Believe me : it 's an unequalled very special experience !'
I could not realize what I heard. This guy asked me to come into a girlfriend 's mouth, which is slowly choking in terrible pain and does clear every effort to breathe. ‘ Well Yvan, eldritch idea and I do n't screw if this will excite me enough to come, it 's so unusual sorry .'I saw how Yvan was a bit irritated of my result. ‘ Come-on'said Yvan, at least try ! trust me : I know this feels so heavenly good, its unique ! This bitch wants to breathe and when your gumshoe is in her mouth her glossa and lips will make strange cause : you will find your dick grow ! But, above all this : because, she fights against choking, she will try to afford her mouth for maximum and to prompt her tongue a lot. Because of this, you can put your dick very deep in her mouth until the end ! Because of the strangulation, she will try to put her tongue out and this is feeling is heavenly : her swollen lips, your dick good in her warm mouth and her tongue pushing against your peter very hard : you can not liken this with a simple reversal job ! Maybe she chokes because of your hawkshaw and not by the scarf'. Now he laughed a lot ... ‘ believe me : now is the moment, show me you are a man !'
I got the feeling that he meant this ! I realized he still had the baron to give a bad theme to me, in this case the knob could pass on the order to kill me…I also had the touch sensation he is very coldness and could be angry when he has not gotten his sentence so I just had to do this. I stood up, went beside her and took place on her pectus. In this position I did n't have to see her destruct trunk. Her face was not damaged, but I saw in her eye a dreadful fear of death, fighting against the American-Indian language scarf joint which was choking her slowly. Her lip was wide afford and her tongue was moving in and out with every breath she still could do. I loosened my pants, took my dick out and held it against her outdoors lips. Then, I looked straight to the wall because I really could not see her nerve and tried to concentrate myself only to the flavour around my gumshoe. Except a very silent, deadly moan, I heard nada.
I put my pecker on her sassing, they felt very tender and sonant. I started to push my putz tightly between her sass, deeper and deeper into her open mouth very slowly until I felt that my dick was completely in her mouth, I looked like I felt her throat on the sensible end of my thing-… but Yvan was right : this felt so incredible soundly ! So special. Indeed, her tongue overturned my prick while it was heavy moving : this felt so cushy and warm because she had no more energy to cough I could truly go so deep that I could experience the end of her tongue and beginning of her pharynx. So all I had to do is rivet myself on this magic touch sensation, not to the young woman who was slowly choking. I started to move my dick very slowly into her mouth in and out and I felt it growing. Because of the blissful flavour of the curl of the end of her tongue, de heavy moves from her glossa and the feeling of her hot mouth : my hormone became crazy. Suddenly : before I realized it, the door of heaven went open and my big discharge came into her mouth. And this on a moment while the poor people choking girl who fighting against her end. Despite this : it felt like it had to be a lot of spermatozoan which was sprayed deep into her throat. I do n't have sex how, but it felt so, unbelievable expert. But, now all my vigor was gone ... I had to pull my dick back and pull in that because of what I did now, she could be choked. I did not want to see her face now. I could not feel any movement, not any sound so I 'm sure I killed her with my shaft in her rima oris : choked to destruction. I heard Yvan 's voice : ‘ I understand what you feel now man : just put your thing back in your pants and number over here'. Without a word I put my dick back, closed my pants and went away without looking or listening. ‘ Good man', said Yvan. I see you have exceeded a lot of limits. However, now comes the most unpleasant character : to clean up this messes'.

Yvan began to loosen the buoys everywhere and gave a preindication to me to help. I took blank space to her feet and now I saw the fearful death of once was in very beautiful girl. Her eyes and rima oris were wide subject, her tongue was hanging out and I even saw how it was covered all over with my sperm. Around her neck was the Indian scarf joint which was pinched a lot into her throat now. Her breast were not placeable anymore : one bloody mess and between her leg, creeks of blood were dripping on the floor. I thought to take hold of her feet to throw her into the bin, but Yvan said : ‘ hey Dimitri, you forget to remove your dildo 's !'direful, how could I forget these : the horrible dildo 's, covered with glass scraps… There were completely into her trunk so the equipment casualty had to be terrible and a lot more if I pull them out. At the end of the dildo 's was a ring to tear it out, so it seems the manufacturing business had provided this. I put my finger into the ring of the ass-dildo and tried to pull it out : it was barely moving. So, I used my2 fingers and when I used a lot of force out it started to move with small seismic disturbance. The persuasion was horrible. The crank food waste were dark black/red and full phase of the moon of - heartsease of meat, doodly-squat, blood-. I felt myself strong not to throw up ! When it was out, a big Creek of profligate came out of her ass. I hurried me with the dildo to throw it into the small bin, filled with Dethol.
I saw how Yvan had pleasure in it. Now it was time for the vagina-dildo which seems to be operose to pull out, but of course it was a lot adult. I used my two finger of both deal to seize the ring and started to pull harder and harder until it began to affect and came out. dire persuasion again, but much more rip and real pieces of her intern abdomen were turned around the chalk scraps. The harm inside she had to be huge. When it was out it was followed by a lot of stemma ; I hurried myself to the small Dethol-container again to get rid of these frightful thing. ‘ Good job'smiled Yvan', now take her feet so we can throw this opus of gripe in the big bin .'I grabbed both her feet, full of blood and together we threw the eubstance into the commons container. Once in it, I saw that the Amerindian language scarf joint was still around her cervix, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth and her centre wide open. I felt dirty and felt the need to take a cascade. Yvan noticed this and said : 'good, the mass is cleaned up. If you want : next to the toilet there is a shower, go and pick yourself and after this, we can have some java'. I have never liked to take a shower in my whole life sentence as now ...

When I came out of the shower, it seems Yvan had no motive to clean house himself. But yes, he only watched and enjoyed. I followed Yvan out of the room. He opened the door from Sergeï 's office which I could remember. He activated a coffee car and gave me one. ‘ Sorry, but here is no alcohol, its too serious ; If men come out drunken here they can begin to talk : no way. Now tell me honestly Dimitri'said Yvan with a big smile on his face : ‘ how was it'? Now he sounded friendly and social, not so dangerous anymore. Of course I realized he was still some form of Hugo Wolf in sheepskin, but he had experience so I wanted to verbalize openly.
‘ fountainhead Yvan, sorry, but you have turned me into a man predator if you know what I mean. I did things I never wanted to do in my whole life but never the lupus erythematosus : it felt exciting sometimes'. ‘ I know'was the solution and he waited a few present moment. His voice became soft and I had the tone he was preparing a lot of account now. ‘ Dimitri, I was like you in the beginning. A pattern guy with a formula poor life story here, but I know for 100 per centum : ‘ every man is the Saame inside, we all have the same needs and can savour affair that at start we find horrible. - A man has to do what a man has to do-. I saw so many, decent men starting here with a normal well-chosen folk life which were changed into the intemperately sadistic torturers and they all enjoyed their workplace a lot ! Why ? Because we, men, all have deep in our minds the strive for the downright great power. This in combining with the view of a nice female person body which we can do with her what we want, gives us some Einstein bang and we will come out to enjoy it. Admit : how many fourth dimension a day when you see a nice young lady you have fantasies about fucking her ? but in world, you must toy with yourself ! So with us, it 's no fantasy : enjoy the things you must do to please the customer and if you have luck, she is yours after the academic term like this one today.''Indeed Yvan, I felt some intimate pleasance and I even came in the lip of a daughter who was fighting against choking. I could not avail it because the feeling of her moving mouth and tongue was so divine at this moment. Now I 'm cooled off. I think you are proper Yvan, I hope I passed my tests'.. ‘ But, of form Dimitri : I see you begin to deepen and originate to love it : I will give a positive advice to our bosses about you.'

Suddenly his earpiece began to ring. From the conversation I could figure out it was the cleaning-team. ‘ OK Dimitri, I think we both are tired, so let 's go menage and lease a good eternal sleep. The cleaning team-guys will soon be here to scavenge up the messes'. Yvan called ‘ the device driver'and he escorted me upstairs, outside. Outside he escape from my bridge player and said : 'Dimitri, now I can say - welcome to the troupe -for real !'I think in someway he likes me, it gave me some good feeling for aegis in the future. The bold -cabdriver- was already there. It looks the likes of he had his authority here, but of row this is not my business. I got into the car, I closed the door, but did not make any cause to speak to the number one wood because it was useless. When I came into my apartment, I took a second shower and went to bed immediately, but the trope of the torturing this innocent little girl flashed in my eyes. It would be a long Night, many flashbacks were ghosted into my head.….

This is the end of my second story about my jobs in a red elbow room before we got caught. If anyone wants to hold me for new stories for continuations just leave a message. Thx .