It was the end of summertime, when the temperatures should have started their annual decline. This year, it was unlike since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest heat waves in it 's history. Still, the aureate folio danced in the wind as they fell from their branches, leaving only the evergreen plant with signal of life.

Ashling was more then a small miserable with the heat and lather. She does enjoy swimming at night or go for her paseo but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the heat and sun but she was a Seattle girl, loving the rainfall and a cool breeze. Tonight was a particularly fond night and she was compelled to bequeath her bedroom window open, letting the flimsy blind keep the bugs at bay. Her only solace resided in her lack of clothing and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing air across her curved form.

She thankfully had the day off and planned to savor being with her groom-to-be. The day involved many rounds of passionate love-making and more cuddling then she could shake a stick at. The combination of fatigue and heating system ensured her a relaxing night. She felt relatively safe with him downstairs making himself a snack and watching some television before returning to her for the dark. She was incognizant that she was not alone, for two lot of oculus crept up her near-nude form, basking in her beauty, even seeing a lowly bulge in her stomach.

She was three months into her pregnancy, praying that the little one would make it. Her breasts had been slowly growing to firm high C cups.. maybe low D 's. Her braided blackamoor hair snaked down her chest between her firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and graceful with one small hang-up. She always covered her upper body or made herself sit in was that concealed the scars across her back and the sword of her former life sentence on the dorsum of her neck. She rarely allowed anyone, even her beloved to see her shame of her former life. Tonight, she only wore the fishnets from when she surprised her man.

The bratva had a price on her head, wanting her to pay for betraying what they felt was their cordial reception by killing the lieutenant that she was given to against her will and forced to wed. She had been on the run since she was 16, now 22. Those two years of hell left physical and deeper psychological scar, but her lover saw past them, helping her tone safe.

The phantasm concealed her prowler perfectly while they enjoyed her sweetheart, both athirst for her in unlike mode. Both lethal predatory animal, one being a man while the former was his close, genetically-altered anaconda. The young man took his knife and popped the screen free, climbing into the elbow room with his darling companion, Bellan.

He pulled his six digital camcorders and got ready, placing three in various home in the elbow room for optimal angles, while keeping one in his will power. This was not his first-class honours degree hit for the Russian Mafia and if they kept paying well, not the last. He had to accommodate, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan have his fun. He decided against it to quash electric 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 left thigh. She lay on her back, out like a luminosity, having no need to lead her sopor medication earlier. The svelte tinge makes her mumble softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right slope with her knees curled in.

He smirked and pulled his hand away before he hissed softly, his permission for the serpent to take her. The Hydra silently slithered up the face of the bed and took a lick of her covered invertebrate foot. He found her taste intoxicating and proceeded to hand-build up her legs, careful not to commove her. Ash purrs and wiggles her toes in her stocking-clad invertebrate foot, despite the serpent 's best efforts.

The whorl slowly loop around her animal foot, ankle joint, knees and thighs. The hit-man continued to stare, excited by her beautiful body while his serpent continued to perform the antediluvian dance of vulture and prey. He moved higher up her petite bod, heedful not to arrive at a speech sound. Bellan scoops her blazonry and traps both to her sides. He made more free loop around her stomach while staying acquit of the inconvenient bulge. It was n't long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her breasts and around her slender neck.

The rubbing of his exfoliation against her, the sound especially, shake hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then scant in from hers as his fingers found her warm leg again. This caused the thick coils to slowly tighten just enough so she can easily catch one's breath but terminating any other movement, communicating Bellan 's ownership over her. The thoughts of her delicious curves rush through the Hydra 's primitive mind until he rested his promontory beside the hers.

She begins to wake up up with a soft murmur. `` Mmmm.. baby.. '' she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure, causing the snake to tighten up his own body, making her heart fly open. His head comes around before hers, eyes locked upon hers. Those fateful orbs made her shiver down to her soul.

The coils clamp her shoulders and neck as he brings his brain above hers and starts salivating, wetting her soft hair. She groans and tries to wiggle, looking to her honey man, her succeeding husband, the begetter of their unborn nestling. She clenches her fists, making very little movement now with the mighty coils holding her down feather. The tail braces her neck, then she sees the alien in the tincture. `` B..baby.. help.. '' she wheezed, not seeing the man 's feature article until he stepped closelipped, laying his script on her tegument again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his familiar Russian features. She remembered him doing his line with her former husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would come soon. He had such a smug smile on his face as he touched her cheek with his finger bakshish while holding a camcorder with the other hand.

All three of them knew that she was nothing more then snake food for thought now. To the middle-aged man, she was the everlasting fair sex and to Bellan, she was the perfect meal. She belonged to him and his master now, stolen from under her fan 's nozzle. The hungry snake wiggles his jaws, priming them for the task to come, popping his jaws into a grotesquely distorted adaptation of what they once were. She loved Snake River and could hardly abide 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 search for her vulnerable petty organic structure. The thought of her adjustment in that tight hole made her shiver with horror.. and unusual arousal. The man saw her desire in her eyes as she looked to her cause of death. He slid his hand over the gyre until one of her firm mounds sits in his medallion and gives it a solid squeeze.

'' Please ... do n't ... '' she would wheeze, feeling just enough air to keep her awake but almost nothing more. The coils tighten more around her berm as his jaws bite down around her pass, making her wince when his teeth grabbed her and began the gruelling task of pulling her inside.

There was the sucking noise, the sound of wet bod vying for her indulgent, warm flesh. Her middle clamp shut with a visible grimace, just in metre for the relaxation of her question to be taken into his maw. The throat massages her scalp.. and pulls the top of her chief into the tightness of his throat.

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

She clenches her fist and tries to wiggle, thinking of her fiance and their baby. split ran down her boldness, only to be washed away by the snake 's spittle. She is barely able to move her nous inside the snake 's throat, wishing to ca-ca ANY noise. Instead she started to grow light-headed as the snake 's backtalk touched the tops of her breasts.

He slowly worked his way around her soft globes, soaking them heavily in spittle as he continued to draw her into himself. His spit motion picture out and teases her nipples and until he decided to suck her farther down his throat.

The gyre begin to relax and roll away to reveal her bruised skin. It was only a moment of freedom before her weak body was sucked deeper into the astuteness of his throat. Once his jaws reached past her costa. This cut off any further ability to breath, compounded when the throat muscular tissue clamped over her baby-filled belly.

She takes her hold out stale deep breathing space until his jaws clamped shut over her breadbasket, forcing the air back out. This air was all that she needed to snap out of her daze leaving her pitilessly awake for the horror to come.

'' Hub ... by ... '' she gasps quietly. She could n't deny how dainty it felt on her sensitive physical body, especially against her bruised build. Her mouth flew open and practically wanted to scream her delight as her slightly-rounded corporation pops into his throat.

Ever so slowly his jaws have sealed around her broad hips with the wooden-headed saliva oozing across her ass as it soaks her ever-moistening groin. She groans as her pelvic arch are painfully pulled into his tight throat.

Once again, her head is swimming with the lack of breathable air. The snake keeps one helix wrapped around her toned calf, keeping them from thrashing about. The man leans in and begins to solve her perfect thigh, working his way towards her small feet. `` I do get it on 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 of arc the jaws are completely around the voluminosity of her heavenly hips and began the comfortable walk down her long legs. Once again the snake in the grass decided to bring with her, teasing her nethers with his long tongue.

Her mind shudders as she feels her arousal grow.. forcing her awake from her state. She wiggles her hips, trying to get away from the evil tickling in her lips and bucks again instinctively as the tongue danced over her tumefy button. He forced the hanker natural language into her deeply, giving her a low ride before her end. Her deficiency of oxygen helped her fly to strange, new heights.

She jerks her legs a bit, trying to kick disembarrass or at least dislodge his assault incurring inside her. He savored the feel of her fuzzy hill clenching around his queer appendage.
Those struggle only made them both desire her further, in their about basic, predatory ways. He sinks his small teeth into her thighs and the coil squeezing around her lower legs, close to popping her bones.

She curls her toes, tries to wiggle her feet, and endeavour to holler, even with the deficiency of oxygen and the mouth-full of snake succus. She clenches her clenched fist and her insides massage the invading tongue, as tightly as he held her.. controlling her lithe physical structure with his potent one. She thrusts her rosehip in the air, insides clamping over and over.. until she finally cums around him, the angelical fluids coating his tongue.

She feels herself sinking deeper, allowing a little more air down to her starved lungs, allowing the fog to clear. She feels the lowly tooth grip her sore physical body of her thigh and pulls her in. It is n't long until the throat muscles get to do all the oeuvre, drawing her in quicker. Her knees bump into his snout, making her wriggle a bit, her thighs half-way down his throat.

The serpent released her legs just to get down her human knee, leaving only her feet. She tried to kick her metrical foot just enough but it 's too tardy to do anything. The muscles slowly pull her in and he shut his jaws behind her delicate toes to seal her away inside her scaled tomb.

The wiggling bulge fights 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 girl ! She grits her tooth and uses her nails to try and claw as she bit at his slimy interior. It was hopeless and she was dying from the deficiency of air yet again.. and the snake teased the invertebrate foot while they sat his tightly closed rima oris. His teeth poking her tiny dactyl and knife licking the warmth of her soles.

This was hell.. and her man would never know what happened.. It was all too much so she began to cry. He raises his header and allows solemnity to aid in finishing her journeying down his throat. It was a hideous website as he reopened his sass, giving a thoroughly perspective of her small invertebrate foot being pulled in with each swallow. With a final exam gulp, her toes slipped from aspect, beginning the grueling stumble to his roomier stomach.

It seemed, even after claiming her, he was n't through tormenting her. She could n't avail but purse her lips again as the ripples of the ribs passed over her tender cutis, especially her nipples and tickled the crest of her heap. The trip did n't take long as she finally settles inside the abdomen, dousing her in a new, tingling goop as she breached the chamber. She wondered if she was going to palpate the burn, when it came for her.

-- -

In all of the hoo-ha, you begin to ignite up, eye were barely spread out as you notice the strange shuffling coming from upstairs. It sounded like something was dragging and thumping across the floor. You felt ice in your nervure at the thought of your fiance falling and getting hurt so you bolt out of your 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 storey. oblivious to the snake concealing on the other side of the bed, in the dark elbow room you run into the G. Stanley Hall towards the can, seeing if she made it there.. if only you knew.

You begin to hear that unknown something in the bedroom again and you smile while sighing in relief. You have every intention on getting her rachis for making your concern. `` I am going to get her and kiss my wicked lover for her japery. '' you state with your smile shifting to a rapacious grin.

You, the unsuspicious boyfriend reenter the bedroom to storm her, only to distinctly detect her absence still. A waver of campaign match 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 root for it back in with the tell-tale bulge in the middle.

With a shout, you begin your assault, punching it in the snout with your fist. Adrenaline rushing through his body, focusing his mind to one purpose, the head snapping at you. The Hydra coils around you tightly, causing a rib to pop. You only increase your assault, making the Snake River move and sibilation in anger. You do not care and you have your wits enough to keep your weapon from getting bound in his chunky curlicue. You finally get his head in your traveling bag, attempting to squeeze and bite it in hopes of getting it to spue her out.

There is a tawdry retching noise as the snake begins to lose his immersion, and his dinner. The excitement was too much and it was n't long until the coils relented to allow the prominence to go back up his body. Your eyes well up as the metrical foot of your lover appear, sliding back out of the ophidian 's mouth. The reverse happened quickly until she was a voltaic pile of spit, stomachic juice, and unconscious girl.

You scream for joy upon seeing her laying there but the razzing returns your center to the immediate threat. The Snake was robbed of his meal, terrified but enraged. You grab one of your shotgun for home protective cover beside the sleeping room door. You know better then to leave such weapons unloaded for now. You pump the twelve-gauge and end the Hydra 's life.

You spot the face of the man in the window with a silenced 9mm in deal. The remembering of her words come back to you, her night-terrors about the gangster finding her. Your psyche focused again as he took aim for you, worried about the weapon in your bridge player. You fire again, putting a wad of atomic number 74 dig into the guy 's font and the window that he used for concealment. He makes no sound as he falls to the floor below, slamming on the pavement.

You pump another troll and confirm that both intruders were utterly before moving to the downed girl. You give her a few breaths of CPR and cause her to cough and spatter up some Snake fluid. She opens her center and sees you and begins to scream. You drop your shotgun and movement to give her, letting her sob into your berm until she calmed herself.

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

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Both buff were kept over-night, medical staff and police being unable to separate the two. They were placed in witness protection as they testified of the bratva 's dealings, bringing the Seattle ramification crashing down. They had a beautiful infant girl six calendar month later and lived happily in Portland, Oregon, knowing that for once, she was as dependable as she could be. She would eventually conjoin the investigation and assist get the fight back to organized crime. only time will severalize how successful she is in her quest .