He rubbed his hand between her lips and inside her, smearing her copious juices everywhere while she purred and melted into the chair. An intense look passed between them when he leant forward with the fully-charged picana. Carissa stopped breathing when the wires approached her trembling wetness, but her hips never stopped pumping against his fingers until the instant the electric prod shocked her clit. Then she went rigid, screamed like a screech-owl, and passed out in a dead faint. He played her like a harp for the next hour, pinching at her clit and cunt and nipples with fingers and clamps, tantalising her and terrorising her and always doling out vicious, burning bolts of pure agony that wrenched anguished, mindless cries from her until she had no voice left to beg. He only said one thing, repeating it from time to time. “She may not come”. Carissa was now crying constantly and hopelessly, the exquisite burning of the tattoo needles driving her to the brink of madness. The severed head of the dancer - with that glorious look of triumph on her face - swam before her eyes, tormenting her. Only Janika’s melodious voice, speaking in her delightful accent, kept her conscious. “He left me alone while he went out to his jeep to get smokes and beer. He stripped, then perched on the table drinking and smoking, eyeing me coldly while I awaited his pleasure”. “She holds still” he observed as he lit his second smoke. “The others had to be tied down before now to stop them struggling”. “They were fools” Janika said. “We die just the same”. He bent over her with the glowing tip of the cigarette dangling close to her sweating skin Asian Porn and she arched her back, lifting blowjob her hips up from the seat and offering herself up to him. She flinched and grimaced when the red-hot end brushed against her skin but time and again she raised her body up for searing Hardcore Sex punishment until the smell of burning flesh filled their nostrils. Wracked with pain, Carissa remembered having noticed how Janika had flawless, creamy skin on her back and down her legs but the faintest dappling of light tan marks across the front of her torso. The burns had never fully healed - just as her own agony was being written indelibly into the soft skin of her groin. At last, Oscar was erect. He stroked his cock with one hand while hefting the machete with the other. Janika watched him through heavy-lidded eyes, pouting. With infinite care and patience, he drew the wickedly sharp edge of the blade down her body, drawing a fine line of fire over the globe of her breast, across the nipple and down her ribs into the taut flesh of her belly. She purred and stretched. He applied office sex the blade again, breathing heavily while subjecting her other side to the same devilish treatment. They moaned together, and he raised the knife high above his head, poised to sweep down in a killing stroke. His pelvis thrust forward, and a low groan escaped him. His cock spurted great globules of spunk over her smiling face - and a flashing length of shining steel sliced under his armpit and up out of the opposite shoulder, sending his head and sword-arm sailing across the room in a tremendous explosion of blood. Gore and sperm spattered all over Janika’s bosom, and she cried out in ecstasy. A fine spray of moisture gushed from her cunt as the two parts of Oscar’s body dropped to the floor with a dull thud. Dmitri stooped to grab the uniform shirt from the floor and used it to wipe his sabre before sheathing it with a single, graceful movement. Janika regarded him blankly, dazed and bewildered. He extended a hand and she took it without question, rising to her feet over the corpse of her torturer and would-be murderer to go with his assassin. 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