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Chapter 7 by hidingnaked hidingnaked

What could you say?

Nothing

The lady in black leather brings the bullwhip up to your nose so you can smell your own dried blood. Then she gets behind you and cracks the whip across your back. You let out a groan, which is the first of many for the day. On and on the whip cuts into you. The whip cuts into your butt cheeks and across your stomach. Two spank your dick rather harshly. When she stops you see her face sweating as she comes into view.

She takes her break and lights up a cigarette, but there is no breaks for you. The lady in the military uniform snatches up the whip from the table and starts fresh on your front side. Your chest is cut open several times and you feel the warm blood running down your body. Then she begins a series of targeting your dick and is getting pretty good at her aim. You let out screams and still the whip does not let up.

After the lady's take turns a few more times, it's lunch. More food is brought out by the women who served yesterday. Sandwiches and potato salad with wine to wash it down. After lunch, you dread when the vodka starts and see they get really mean. Now they are both in front and back whipping you ceaselessly.

Later, when they take a break together, you sigh. Then you hear the military woman say, "Let's get Tatiana."

"Perfect. No one hates American's like her."

"Lia," the military woman says, "Go get Tatiana. She's probably working out as usual."

The woman in the dress that gave you the salt bath the night before, rises and leaves.

"We know you are CIA and you need to tell us who you talk to. You have a short time before Tatiana comes. I tell you now, you won't like her."

What was going to happen?

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