Shit! I forgot about that.Flashback – Jack – In MoscowThis has been a hell of a day! I picked the perfect day to blow off this Spetsnaz crap and g...t better acquainted with Masha. Damn what a woman! After spending all day 'getting to know each other better', we were both tired as hell. I held her close to me in the bathtub and gently washed her back. She practically purred, "Jack, that feels so wonderful."I answered, "Not as wonderful as you are."She snuggled closer and said, "The water is. Turning me around, you fasten the gag on me, then walk away. Knowing that I keep my training toys with me, you get my large my toy out of the bag and lube it up. I feel it going in my ass and start pulling away. It takes me about 5 minutes to get it all the way in, but you keep pushing. I hear you say well if you would have been doing your training, this wouldnt be hurting – deal with it, you know you can take it. And keep pushing it in until my ass accepts it all. Then you tell me I had better. ” His voice was husky, the accent pure East London streets.We stared, open-mouthed and in total shock. Then together we made a grab for something to cover our bare tits.He still spoke softly but there was an edge to his voice that froze us. “Please stay as you are,” he said politely, “For the camera.” Again we gaped in stomach churning fright. The click-clicking of the smart phone in his hand sounded like hooves of the Devil treading on dry bones.“The eye catching Ms Cordle, in her sporty auto,. I was to take a Greyhound bus about 70 miles south of where we lived. The day I left I packed what clothes I had in an old suitcase, walked the mile to the bus station. I had one dollar and 50 cents to do me until we got to Lumberton. When I got to the bus station, I found out that the bus was having some mechanical problem and would be delayed. I sat and watched women walking around the station. As I sat there an older woman came in and sat in a chair across from me. She crossed her legs.