’ Konstantin felt a pang of sympathy for the woman. Alexei wasn’t a person to tangle with. He felt sure that the woman was going to pray for death...after his boss had played with her for a while. * The Polish girl lay on the bed, spread eagle, her limbs tied out to each corner. Her body hurt all over. Her nipples were sore and throbbed, and her muscles, unable to move screamed for relief, stretched and held still, she could only lay, her mouth gagged, waiting for the next bout of pure hell. Last. "That’s a good girl! Now you be quiet and don't move, I am going to put my big hard cock in your sweet young ass and fuck you like a little whore!" Pushing her feet apart I smack her ass! "Get your ass up bitch!" I order her and with a cry of shock and surprise she quickly arches her back, lifting her ass up to meet my next slap. SMACK!!"OOOWW! Hey! Stop!" she cries. "It's up! I'll be good!" Leaning over I grab her around the throat and squeeze..."I know you will be good bitch, or I'll spank. ." Ilene replies, looking to a well-dressed guy down the street, next to a group of scantily dressed girls.Hookers.Philip hates this place. He feels miserable having to walk everyday to this shithole. His heart sinks even more when he looks at Ilene. Each time they walk back to their poor, grim home in this god-forsaken part of the city, he can see the sadness and melancholy taking hold of Ilene like at no other time during the day.Walking to the building's front door, Philip reaches for his. “Why are you taking this turn?” I asked. “There's no traffic; you don't need a back road.” He looked at me with a sly grin on his face, “I figured we could take a little detour.” Placing his hand on my thigh and squeezing. “You said you liked pleasing me, right? Well, I want to make a little fantasy come true, and you're the girl to do it with.” I looked at him questioningly, but remained silent. He seemed more intense in that moment. More intimidating and it was kind of turning me on. I looked.