It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should have started their annual decline. This twelvemonth, it was different since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest heating waves in it 's history. Still, the gold leafage danced in the jazz as they fell from their branches, leaving only the evergreen plant with signs of life.

Ashling was more then a minuscule miserable with the high temperature and sweat. She does enjoy swimming at dark or go for her walks but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the heat and sun but she was a Seattle girlfriend, loving the rain and a aplomb breeze. Tonight was a particularly warm night and she was compelled to impart her chamber window open, letting the onionskin screen keep the glitch at bay. Her alone consolation resided in her want of clothing and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing breeze across her curve form.

She thankfully had the day off and planned to revel being with her fiance. The day involved many bout of passionate love-making and more snuggling then she could judder a stick at. The compounding of weariness and heat ensured her a reposeful Night. She felt relatively safe with him downstairs making himself a collation and watching some tv before returning to her for the night. She was unaware that she was not alone, for two sets of eyes crept up her near-nude form, basking in her beauty, even seeing a small bump in her stomach.

She was three calendar month into her pregnancy, praying that the footling one would induce it. Her breasts had been slowly growing to firm high C cups.. maybe low D 's. Her braided calamitous hair's-breadth snaked down her chest between her business firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and graceful with one small hang-up. She always covered her speed physical structure or made herself sit in was that concealed the scars across her backrest and the brand of her former life on the back of her cervix. She rarely allowed anyone, even her honey to see her shame of her one-time lifespan. Tonight, she only wore the fishnet 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 impel to hook up with. She had been on the run since she was sixteen, now 22. Those two years of hell left forcible and deeper psychological cicatrice, but her lover saw past them, helping her feel safe.

The shadower concealed her stalkers perfectly while they enjoyed her beauty, both athirst for her in different means. Both deadly piranha, one being a man while the former was his fold, genetically-altered anaconda. The young man took his knife and popped the filmdom disembarrass, climbing into the elbow room with his beloved fellow traveler, Bellan.

He pulled his six digital camcorders and got ready, placing three in assorted home in the way for optimal Angle, while keeping one in his self-control. This was not his first hit for the Russian Mafia and if they kept paying well, not the last. He had to acknowledge, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan have his fun. He decided against it to annul potential DNA contamination.

The two John Drew in her scent.. sex and woman musk. While he forbid his desire to exact her completely, he had no problem caressing her leave behind second joint. She lay on her back, out like a light, having no need to take her sleep medication earlier. The slight touch makes her mussitate softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right field face with her stifle curled in.

He smirked and pulled his hand away before he hissed softly, his permission for the serpent to take her. The snake silently slithered up the incline of the bed and took a biff of her covered feet. He found her taste perception intoxicating and proceeded to coil up her legs, careful not to disturb her. Ash purrs and wiggles her toes in her stocking-clad fundament, despite the snake 's intimately efforts.

The coils slowly loop around her fundament, ankles, articulatio genus and second joint. The hit-man continued to gaze, excited by her beautiful eubstance while his serpent continued to perform the ancient dancing of predator and prey. He moved higher up her petite form, careful not to make a auditory sensation. Bellan scoops her arms and traps both to her face. He made more loose loop-the-loop around her stomach while staying realize of the inconvenient bump. It was n't long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her knocker and around her slender neck.

The rubbing of his scales against her, the sound especially, frantic hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then light inches from hers as his digit found her warm leg again. This caused the thick coils to slowly tighten just enough so she can easily breathe but terminating any other motion, communicating Bellan 's ownership over her. The thoughts of her pleasant-tasting curvature rush through the ophidian 's archaic judgment until he rested his brain beside the hers.

She begins to wake up with a soft murmur. `` Mmmm.. baby.. '' she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure, causing the ophidian to tighten up his own body, making her eyes fly candid. His read/write head comes around before hers, centre locked upon hers. Those black orbs made her shake down to her soul.

The helix clamp her articulatio humeri and neck as he brings his head above hers and starts salivating, wetting her easy fuzz. She groans and endeavor to joggle, looking to her beloved man, her futurity husband, the Padre of their unborn child. She clenches her fists, making very little move now with the mighty coils holding her down. The fag end braces her neck, then she sees the alien in the shadows. `` B..baby.. help.. '' she wheezed, not seeing the man 's features until he stepped closer, laying his hired hand on her tegument again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his familiar Russian features. She remembered him doing his business with her sometime husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would arrive soon. He had such a smug grinning on his face as he touched her cheek with his finger's breadth tips 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 woman and to Bellan, she was the thoroughgoing meal. She belonged to him and his professional now, stolen from under her buff 's nose. The hungry snake wiggles his jaws, priming them for the task to number, popping his jaws into a grotesquely wring version of what they once were. She loved snakes and could hardly stand being the mouse wrapped in coils.

She turns her gaze and looks into the snake 's cavernous throat, feeling it practically draw her in, in lookup for her vulnerable little body. The thought of her adjustment in that cockeyed hole made her shudder with horror.. and strange arousal. The man saw her desire in her eyes as she looked to her killer. He slid his hand over the gyre until one of her business firm mounds sits in his laurel wreath and gives it a firm squeeze.

'' Please ... do n't ... '' she would wheeze, feeling just enough air to keep her alive but almost nix more. The spiral tighten more around her articulatio humeri as his jaws bite down around her head, making her wince when his teeth grabbed her and began the laborious job of pulling her inside.

There was the sucking noise, the sound of wet flesh vying for her diffuse, warm bod. Her eyes clamp shut with a visible face, just in time for the rest of her brain to be taken into his maw. The throat massages her scalp.. and pulls the top of her head into the parsimony of his throat.

He takes her head completely, he moves further to go through her shoulders and slowly approaches her milk-filled breasts, wiggling tantalizingly before him.

She clenches her fists and endeavor to wiggle, thinking of her groom-to-be and their baby. Tears ran down her brass, only to be washed away by the serpent 's saliva. She is barely capable to move her head inside the Snake 's throat, wishing to construct ANY noise. Instead she started to arise light-headed as the snake in the grass 's lips touched the superlative of her breasts.

He slowly worked his way around her balmy globes, soaking them heavily in spit as he continued to withdraw her into himself. His tongue motion picture out and teases her tit and until he decided to suck her far down his throat.

The ringlet begin to make relaxed and roll away to let out her injure skin. It was only a moment of freedom before her weak body was sucked deeper into the depths of his pharynx. Once his jaws reached past her rib. This cut off any further power to breath, compounded when the throat muscles clamped over her baby-filled belly.

She takes her stopping point stale deep breath until his jaws clamped shut over her stomach, forcing the air back out. This air was all that she needed to snap out of her shock leaving her mercilessly awake for the horror to come.

'' Hub ... by ... '' she gasps quietly. She could n't deny how nice it felt on her sensitive flesh, especially against her hurt form. Her mouth flew assailable and practically wanted to shout her delight as her slightly-rounded tummy pops into his throat.

Ever so slowly his jaws have sealed around her blanket hips with the thick saliva oozing across her ass as it soaks her ever-moistening groin. She groans as her pelvic girdle 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 calves, keeping them from thrashing about. The man leans in and Begin to puzzle out her perfect thighs, working his way towards her little feet. `` I do hump stockings.. '' he purred softly as he kissed each digit.

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

After about a moment the jaws are completely around the fullness of her celestial pelvis and began the easy walk down her long stage. Once again the snake in the grass decided to make for with her, teasing her nethers with his long tongue.

Her judgment shudders as she feels her arousal grow.. forcing her awake from her res publica. She wiggles her rosehip, trying to get away from the evil tickle in her lips and bucks again instinctively as the knife danced over her swollen release. He forced the long tongue into her deeply, giving her a minuscule ride before her end. Her want of atomic number 8 helped her fly to strange, new heights.

She jerks her legs a bit, trying to quetch exempt or at least shift his Assault incurring inside her. He savored the feel of her fuzzy mound clenching around his curious appendage.
Those struggle only made them both desire her far, in their virtually basic, predatory path. He sinks his modest teeth into her thigh and the scroll squeezing around her broken legs, close to popping her bones.

She curls her toes, tries to wiggle her infantry, and attempts to scream, even with the lack of O and the mouth-full of snake succus. She clenches her fist and her interior massage the invading natural language, as tightly as he held her.. controlling her lithe body with his powerful one. She thrusts her rose hip in the air, insides clamping over and over.. until she finally cums around him, the perfumed fluids coating his tongue.

She feels herself sinking deeper, allowing a little more air down to her starved lungs, allowing the fog to pass. She feels the small tooth grip her spiritualist bod of her thigh and pulls her in. It is n't long until the throat muscles begin to do all the employment, drawing her in quicker. Her knees bump into his snout, making her squirm a bit, her thighs half-way down his throat.

The serpent released her pegleg just to swallow her knees, leaving only her feet. She tried to kick her ft just enough but it 's too late to do anything. The muscles slowly pull her in and he shut his jaws behind her delicate toes to seal off her away inside her scaled tomb.

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

This was hell.. and her man would never love what happened.. It was all too often so she began to cry. He raises his headway and allows gravity to aid in finishing her journey down his throat. It was a horrid site as he reopened his mouth, giving a thoroughly persuasion of her small-scale feet being pulled in with each swallow. With a final gulp, her toes slipped from prospect, beginning the operose trip to his roomier stomach.

It seemed, even after claiming her, he was n't through tormenting her. She could n't help oneself but purse her lips again as the rippling of the rib passed over her sore tegument, especially her nipples and tickled the peak of her mound. The trip did n't get hold of long as she finally settles inside the stomach, dousing her in a new, tingling sludge as she breached the chamber. She wondered if she was going to sense the sunburn, when it came for her.

-- -

In all of the commotion, you begin to wake up, eyes were barely open as you notice the unknown shuffling coming from upstairs. It sounded like something was dragging and thumping across the floor. You felt ice in your nervure at the intellection of your groom-to-be falling and getting hurt so you bolt out of your electric chair. You are practically running up the stair, having barely missed the man who had packed up all but one camcorder, leaving the space on the bed devoid of your two loves.

'' Ash ? '' you shout with growing concern spiking to new levels. forgetful to the Hydra hiding on the other incline of the bed, in the dark room you run into the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall towards the lavatory, seeing if she made it there.. if only you knew.

You begin to get a line that unusual something in the chamber again and you smile while sighing in rest. You have every aim on getting her back for making your headache. `` I am going to get her and kiss my puckish buff for her harlequinade. '' you state with your smile shifting to a ravening grin.

You, the unsuspecting boyfriend reenter the chamber to surprise her, only to distinctly notice her absence still. A flicker of movement apprehension 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 tail, using all of your considerable strength strength to extract it back in with the tell-tale protuberance in the middle.

With a shout, you begin your Assault, punching it in the nozzle with your clenched fist. Adrenaline rushing through his body, focusing his intellect to one use, the head snapping at you. The Snake coils around you tightly, causing a rib to pop. You only increase your assault, making the Snake River motion and hiss in anger. You do not care and you have your mental capacity enough to proceed your arms from getting bound in his chunky spiral. You finally get his brain in your hairgrip, attempting to squeeze and prick it in hopes of getting it to spew her out.

There is a meretricious retching noise as the snake begins to turn a loss his concentration, and his dinner. The hullabaloo was too much and it was n't long until the coils relented to take into account the bulge to travel back up his body. Your center well up as the fundament of your lover appear, sliding back out of the serpent 's mouth. The reverse happened quickly until she was a cumulation of spit, gastric succus, and unconscious girl.

You scream for joy upon seeing her laying there but the sibilate tax return your oculus to the quick threat. The Hydra was robbed of his repast, terrified but enraged. You grab one of your shotgun for home auspices beside the bedchamber room access. You know better then to bequeath such weapon system unloaded for now. You pump the twelve-gauge and end the Hydra 's life.

You spot the cheek of the man in the window with a silence 9mm in hand. The memories of her words come back to you, her night-terrors about the mobster finding her. Your mind focused again as he took aim for you, worried about the weapon in your helping hand. You fire again, putting a wad of wolfram shots into the guy 's face and the window that he used for cover charge. He makes no sound as he falls to the flooring below, slamming on the pavement.

You pump another rhythm and confirm that both intruders were dead before moving to the downed girl. You give her a few breaths of CPR and get her to cough and spit out up some Hydra fluid. She opens her eyes and sees you and begins to scream. You drop your shotgun and relocation to hold her, letting her sob into your shoulder until she calmed herself.

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

-- -

Both devotee were kept over-night, medical stave and police being unable to separate the two. They were placed in witness protection as they testified of the bratva 's transaction, 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 condom as she could be. She would eventually join the investigation and facilitate take the fight back to organized criminal offense. Only time will tell how successful she is in her quest .