A captured male assassin would be tortured. A captured female assassin would be tortured and raped. It was true that a man could also be raped. But so...ehow, the odds of gang rape were heavily against a woman. However, I could feel my dress was still intact. Also, Spiderman had not stuck his dick into my mouth, cunt or ass, at least not yet. Neither had he interrogated me. It was as if he already knew everything about me. This was driving me nuts. What could have gone wrong? The last job was. Just then, Eddie picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I think I passed out again, because the next thing I remember was Eddie laying me down on a bed, and telling me that I could sleep there. Through my barely opened eyes, I saw him walk out of the room. Lying there, I could feel that my clothes were damp. I figured that since I had a slip on, I could take off my dress and let it dry... damn was that a struggle, but I managed to take it off, and laid it over the corner of the bed.At. To His pleasure she seemed not to notice that He had re-entered the room and He took His time choosing the first implement of pain ... or pleasure as it was. The first loud thwack of the hand-made flogger she had dedicated so much time and effort to seemed to shock her back to awareness. It hadn't hurt, that much He was sure of but the sensation was definately not a soft one. He lifted the flogger again and again, spreading the delicious feeling of striking leather across her shoulders ... down. 'stop, oh god stop, it hurts...' she sobbed. i looked up to see her crying in the moonlight, she was obviously in so much pain that screaming wouldn't do it justice. i forced another inch into her tight little hole, she let out a little squeak of pain and grasped the bed for support. i was halfway in by now, and i realized i could take this two directions. if i pushed forward her anus would rip like a virgin, your ass would be filled, she would be in unsurpassed pain. if i pulled out now, i.