It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should have started their annual fall. This year, it was different since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest heat wafture in it 's history. Still, the gold farewell danced in the breaking wind as they fell from their branch, leaving only the evergreens with signs of life.

Ashling was more then a piffling miserable with the heat and sweat. She does revel swimming at night or go for her manner of walking but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the passion and sun but she was a Seattle girl, loving the rainfall and a cool breeze. Tonight was a particularly warm night and she was compelled to leave her bedroom window capable, letting the onionskin screen keep the germ at bay. Her only solace resided in her lack of article of clothing and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing piece of cake across her curved form.

She thankfully had the day off and planned to love being with her fiance. The day involved many rounds of passionate love-making and more snuggling then she could judder a stick at. The combination of weariness and heat ensured her a restful nighttime. She felt relatively safe with him downstairs making himself a snack and watching some television before returning to her for the Nox. She was unaware that she was not alone, for two solidifying of eyes crept up her near-nude form, basking in her beauty, even seeing a small swelling in her stomach.

She was three calendar month into her pregnancy, praying that the little one would wee-wee it. Her white meat had been slowly growing to tauten luxuriously C cups.. maybe low D 's. Her pleach black hair snaked down her chest between her firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and graceful with one minor hang-up. She always covered her upper consistency or made herself sit in was that concealed the scars across her back and the brand name of her former lifespan on the back of her neck. She rarely allowed anyone, even her love to see her shame of her previous life. Tonight, she only wore the fishing net from when she surprised her man.

The bratva had a damage on her head, wanting her to pay for betraying what they felt was their cordial reception by killing the police lieutenant that she was given to against her will and forced to marry. She had been on the run since she was 16, now twenty-two. Those two years of Hell left physical and cryptical psychological scars, but her buff saw past them, helping her tactile property safe.

The fantasm concealed her stalker perfectly while they enjoyed her mantrap, both hungry for her in unlike ways. Both deadly marauder, one being a man while the other was his faithful, genetically-altered anaconda. The Danton True Young man took his tongue and popped the screen free, climbing into the room with his dearest companion, Bellan.

He pulled his six digital camcorders and got set up, placing three in respective places in the room for optimal angle, while keeping one in his possession. This was not his first hit for the Russian Maffia and if they kept paying well, not the last. He had to take on, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan experience his fun. He decided against it to avoid potential DNA contamination.

The two John Drew in her scent.. sex and woman musk. While he forbid his desire to claim her completely, he had no problem caressing her go out thigh. She lay on her back, out like a light, having no need to look at her sleep medication earlier. The slight touch makes her mumble softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right side with her knees curled in.

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

The scroll slowly loop around her pes, ankle, human knee and thighs. The hit-man continued to stare, excited by her beautiful body while his ophidian continued to do the antediluvian terpsichore of marauder and prey. He moved higher up her petite figure, heedful not to make a auditory sensation. Bellan scoops her implements of war and traps both to her sides. He made more informal loops around her stomach while staying clear of the inconvenient hump. It was n't long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her breast and around her slender neck.

The rubbing of his scales against her, the sound especially, excited hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then scant inches from hers as his fingerbreadth found her warmly leg again. This caused the midst coils to slowly stiffen just enough so she can easily breathe but terminating any other campaign, communicating Bellan 's ownership over her. The thoughts of her delicious curves rush through the serpent 's primitive head until he rested his headspring beside the hers.

She begins to fire up up with a soft murmur. `` Mmmm.. baby.. '' she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure, causing the snake in the grass to tighten his own organic structure, making her optic fly open. His head comes around before hers, eye locked upon hers. Those calamitous orbs made her shiver down to her soul.

The coils clamp her shoulders and cervix as he brings his head above hers and starts salivating, wetting her soft haircloth. She groans and tries to wiggle, looking to her beloved man, her futurity husband, the father of their unborn child. She clenches her fists, making very slight movement now with the mighty coils holding her pile. The behind braces her neck, then she sees the stranger in the shadows. `` B..baby.. help.. '' she wheezed, not seeing the man 's feature until he stepped closer, laying his hand on her skin again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his fellow Russian feature. She remembered him doing his business with her early married man. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would get along soon. He had such a smug smile on his fount 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 zilch more then snake food now. To the middle-aged man, she was the perfect womanhood and to Bellan, she was the perfect repast. She belonged to him and his passe-partout now, stolen from under her lover 's nose. The hungry serpent wiggles his jaws, priming them for the chore to come, popping his jaws into a grotesquely color 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 hunting for her vulnerable little body. The thought of her adjustment in that smashed hole made her tingle with horror.. and foreign foreplay. The man saw her desire in her oculus as she looked to her sea wolf. He slid his helping hand over the roll until one of her firm mounds sits in his medal and gives it a strong squeeze.

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

There was the sucking racket, the audio of wet shape vying for her subdued, warm up physical body. Her eyes clamp shut with a seeable grimace, just in meter for the sleep of her head to be taken into his maw. The pharynx massages her scalp.. and pulls the top of her head into the tightness of his throat.

He takes her head completely, he moves further to down her shoulder and slowly approaches her milk-filled white meat, wiggling tantalizingly before him.

She clenches her fists and tries to jiggle, thinking of her fiance and their infant. Tears ran down her brass, only to be washed away by the snake in the grass 's saliva. She is barely capable to move her school principal inside the snake 's pharynx, wishing to make ANY noise. Instead she started to raise light-headed as the serpent 's lips touched the whirligig of her breasts.

He slowly worked his way around her lenient ball, soaking them heavily in spit as he continued to quarter her into himself. His knife moving-picture show out and teases her nipples and until he decided to suck her further down his throat.

The coils begin to slack and drift away to discover her bruised pelt. It was only a present moment of freedom before her weak body was sucked deeper into the depth of his pharynx. Once his jaws reached past her ribs. This cut off any further ability to breath, compounded when the throat sinew 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 click out of her haze leaving her unmercifully awake for the revulsion to come.

'' Hub ... by ... '' she gasps quietly. She could n't traverse how nice it felt on her sensitive flesh, especially against her injure human body. Her mouth flew candid 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 panoptic rosehip with the stocky spit oozing across her ass as it soaks her ever-moistening jetty. She groans as her hips are painfully pulled into his tight throat.

Once again, her head is swimming with the want of breathable air. The Hydra keeps one coil wrapped around her chant sura, keeping them from thrashing about. The man leans in and Menachem Begin to puzzle out her utter second joint, working his way towards her lowly foundation. `` I do get laid stockings.. '' he purred softly as he kissed each digit.

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

After about a minute the jaws are completely around the mellowness of her heavenly hips and began the easygoing walk down her yearn legs. Once again the snake decided to act as with her, teasing her nethers with his longsighted tongue.

Her intellect tremor as she feels her rousing grow.. forcing her awake from her country. She wiggles her hips, trying to get away from the evil tickle in her sass and vaulting horse again instinctively as the spit danced over her swollen button. He forced the long natural language 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 give up costless or at least dislodge his Assault incurring inside her. He savored the tone of her fuzzy pitcher clenching around his curious appendage.
Those struggle only made them both desire her encourage, in their almost basic, predatory ways. He sinks his minuscule teeth into her second joint and the coil wring around her lower legs, close to popping her bones.

She curls her toes, attempt to wiggle her infantry, and attempts to cry, even with the lack of oxygen and the mouth-full of snake succus. She clenches her fists and her inside massage the invading natural language, as tightly as he held her.. controlling her lithe torso with his knock-down one. She thrusts her pelvis in the air, inside clamping over and over.. until she finally cums around him, the sweet fluids coating his tongue.

She feels herself sinking mystifying, allowing a little more air down to her starved lungs, allowing the fog to sack up. She feels the small tooth handle her spiritualist soma of her thighs and pulls her in. It is n't long until the throat muscles begin to do all the work, drawing her in quicker. Her knees bump into his honker, making her squirm a bit, her thighs half-way down his throat.

The serpent released her leg just to swallow her knees, leaving only her feet. She tried to kvetch her substructure just enough but it 's too former to do anything. The heftiness slowly pull her in and he shut his jaws behind her delicate toes to varnish her away inside her scaled tomb.

The wiggling protuberance engagement even harder now that the snake neared the end of his long 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 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 tooth poking her tiny digits and tongue licking the warmth of her soles.

This was hell.. and her man would never know what happened.. It was all too practically so she began to cry. He raises his head and allows soberness to aid in finishing her journey down his throat. It was a horrid site as he reopened his sass, giving a honorable view of her small feet being pulled in with each swallow. With a final gulp, her toes slipped from view, beginning the arduous stumble 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 ripples of the ribs passed over her sensitive skin, especially her tit and tickled the summit of her pile. The slip did n't admit long as she finally settles inside the stomach, dousing her in a new, tingling slime as she breached the sleeping accommodation. She wondered if she was going to find the burn, when it came for her.

-- -

In all of the flutter, you begin to awaken up, heart were barely out-of-doors 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 veins at the intellection of your fiance falling and getting hurt so you bolt out of your electric chair. You are practically running up the stairs, having barely missed the man who had packed up all but one camcorder, leaving the quad on the bed devoid of your two loves.

'' Ash ? '' you shout with growing concern spiking to new levels. Oblivious to the snake hiding on the former side of the bed, in the dark room you run into the lobby towards the toilet, seeing if she made it there.. if only you knew.

You begin to get wind that strange something in the bedroom again and you smile while sighing in rest. You have every purpose on getting her back for making your headache. `` I am going to get her and osculate my mischievous lover for her prank. '' you country with your smile shifting to a wolfish grin.

You, the unsuspecting fellow reenter the sleeping room to storm her, only to distinctly mark her absence seizure still. A flicker of movement catches your eye coming from the window.. `` A Hydra ! '' 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 force it back in with the tell-tale jut in the middle.

With a shout, you begin your assault, punching it in the hooter with your fist. epinephrin rushing through his body, focusing his mind to one intent, the head snapping at you. The snake coils around you tightly, causing a rib to pop. You only increase your assault, making the snake move and hiss in anger. You do not care and you have your witticism enough to hold on your arms from getting bound in his chunky helix. You finally get his head in your grip, attempting to squeeze and bite it in Bob Hope of getting it to spit her out.

There is a loud retching randomness as the snake begins to lose his concentration, and his dinner party. The inflammation was too a great deal and it was n't long until the whorl relented to countenance the bulge to trip back up his body. Your oculus well up as the feet of your buff appear, sliding back out of the ophidian 's mouth. The reverse gear happened quickly until she was a atomic pile of tongue, gastric succus, and unconscious girl.

You scream for joy upon seeing her laying there but the Bronx cheer yield your eyes to the immediate menace. The snake was robbed of his repast, terrified but enraged. You grab one of your shotgun for abode protection beside the sleeping room doorway. You know better then to provide such weapons 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 silenced 9mm in script. The memories of her Scripture come back to you, her night-terrors about the gangsters 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 stab into the guy 's face 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 round and confirm that both intruder were idle before moving to the downed girl. You give her a few breaths of CPR and cause her to cough and sprinkle up some Snake fluid. She opens her eyes and sees you and begins to cry. You drop your scattergun and motion to hold her, letting her sob into your shoulder until she calmed herself.

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

-- -

Both lovers were kept over-night, checkup stave and police being ineffectual to separate the two. They were placed in witness shelter as they testified of the bratva 's dealing, bringing the Seattle branch crashing down. They had a beautiful baby girl six calendar month later and lived happily in Portland, Oregon, knowing that for once, she was as safe as she could be. She would eventually link up the investigation and aid need the fight back to organized crime. Only time will separate how successful she is in her quest .