Poor Nastya

Anastasia Sheremeteva. 26 years old. Department for Combating Drug and Weapons Smuggling. Current activity — undercover operative work in transit countries.

Personal data. Unmarried. Possesses an attractive appearance. Since age 18, two long-term relationships recorded: heterosexual (classmate from MGIMO), lesbian (third cousin). The first relationship ended by her own decision, the second — due to the death of her partner from a drug overdose. Currently, no live-in partners (male or female) observed. Distinctive feature: three moles forming a triangle on the left buttock.

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— Look, Samuel, what's that white chick coming out the back door of the Krek family's house?!

S — Kubala, that's the journalist who was at the boss's house a couple of days ago, for sure!

K — What the hell was she doing there now???

S — We need to go to Jesem, ask if she had permission…

K — Let's go… Listen, maybe she was giving it to the boss?! Then if we ask Jesem, it won't look good…

S — No way, work is work… let's go faster. Kubala, would you like to fuck that white woman?

K — Wellll, I don't know, I've never fucked a white woman before…

S — But would you want to? They say many white chicks are real whores, they know how to give it…

K — Wellll, I like her, it's good when a chick has something to grab onto…

A few minutes after they entered the house, a jeep with Jesem and 4 guards flew out. Among them were Samuel and Kubala… They burst into a bungalow on the outskirts of the town where their target was packing a suitcase. Jesem didn't waste time and got straight to business. He rushed at the journalist and slapped her with such force that the stately woman fell onto the bed.

— What were you doing in Krek's house, bitch?!!!

The journalist tried to get up, protesting: — What house, what are you talking about, I was there two days ago, with your permission, I was conducting an interview and how dare you treat me like this?!!

This time Jesem struck her in the solar plexus. The white woman fell back onto the bed, gasping for air… — How dare you… what right…

Jesem pulled out a pistol. — Either you talk, bitch, or I shoot…

He rushed to the bed and pressed the barrel against the woman's trousers, between her legs.

— I'll empty a clip into your crotch, bitch… Do you want that?

— No, no, I beg you, don't… I… I really was at Krek's house, I hid a recorder there that recorded my conversation with him. I couldn't take it out the first time and had to go a second time… I made a deal with the servants to get into the house…

— White-assed bitch… You were strictly told — interview not recorded, just a conversation, you asked for it yourself, — Jesem jabbed the barrel into the soft flesh under the fabric, trying to hurt her…

— Do you know what happens to those who don't keep agreements?! Where's the recorder and the tape?!

— There, in the nightstand, take it, just don't kill me, please, I beg you, don't kill me!…

— Samuel, check…

— Jesem, it's all here. Both the recorder and the tape inside.

Jesem pressed the barrel against the journalist's body again — Are there any more tapes, bitch?

— No, no, I swear to you, no.

— Guys, search the room…

While the four burly black men rummaged through the room, Jesem stared intently at the white woman's face, into her green eyes that betrayed terrible fear, at her trembling lips, at the mark from the slap on her amazingly white cheek skin. Jesem had seen many white women, but none with such incredibly fair skin… She was scared, her light hair stuck to her sweaty forehead from anxiety… Sweat droplets ran down her forehead and straight nose… She smelled of fear and sweat, mixed with some aromatic liquids… She was young, surely not even 25 yet…

— Jesem, nothing here, neither in the room nor among her things.

— Alright, bitch… Krek doesn't need a scene. You'll leave and never come back here. But Krek said to teach you a lesson, teach you to respect your masters, white whore… And I know how we'll teach you, you'll remember your mistake for a long time…

Jesem snorted and, shifting the pistol to his other hand, began pulling the woman's blouse out from under her trousers. The journalist understood what Jesem was talking about, shrieked, unexpectedly pushed him away hard, and tried to run from the bed, on the way she kicked one of the guards in the stomach, but at the door she was caught by a powerful punch to the side. The unfortunate victim just sat down on the floor, howling in pain and realizing the inevitability of the impending sexual violence.

— Bitch! Now you're gonna dance for us!! Guys, strip her and throw her on the bed!

Two powerful guards rushed at the girl, snorting. She tried to resist again, but a strong kick to the stomach made her stop her attempts — the black men were stronger. With a yank by the blouse collar, they put her on her knees, there was a tearing sound, buttons flew off… The blouse was simply ripped off her. Seeing her body, Jesem snorted excitedly — quite broad shoulders, a firm stomach, beautiful slender arms, and the fabric of a white bra covered breasts that were pleasing to his taste…

— Rip that rag off her! The straps were cut with a knife. The fabric fell at the feet of the kneeling girl… She didn't even try to cover herself with her hands — she was so shocked. The lustful men's gaze now had access to her beautiful breasts: pleasantly full and rounded, slightly upturned and, as they hurried to check, quite firm to the touch. While her breasts were being kneaded by four hands, the girl also lost her thin trousers, revealing firm white thighs… the fabric of her lacy panties was instantly torn. Glancing at her pubic area, Jesem snorted even more — the white European whore was smoothly shaved. All her flesh was begging to be fucked.

— Lift her up!

The girl was lifted, her arms twisted behind her back. Her shoulders were spread wide, so her breasts jutted forward with the areolas around the nipples. Her flat, toned stomach spoke of good physical shape. Her slender waist transitioned into enticingly sized and firm buttocks and thighs. Her legs, slender and long, were defiantly spread apart. The gaze from her green eyes was very sharp. She was no longer afraid, and not begging for mercy. She hated. Jesem wanted to make this woman's gaze different, pleading, submissive… And he knew how to do it…

Jesem had fucked many women. And he did it often and skillfully. He loved it most when a chick became completely submissive, when she was brought to the point of begging to be fucked more and more. Now he had to repeat his trick on this proud and defiant filly. But he had done similar things with white chicks before… His thug underlings understood that Jesem would have his fun, but they knew they would definitely get a piece of this amazingly white flesh too.

— Put the bitch in doggy style, and hold her tight!

The order was instantly carried out. Nastya was pressed against the bed by her ankles and wrists so hard she couldn't break free even a little. But she intended to endure the humiliation with dignity — not utter a single moan, not a single cry. These dirty black-assed males shouldn't get even moral satisfaction from the rape. She chose a spot on the opposite wall and stared at it, trying to detach from everything that was about to happen.

She was ready for anything, but not for what happened. At the moment when Jesem spread her knees apart, which were on the sheet, making her crotch more accessible for penetration, the girl tensed inside — now her tender, neat, cherished little hole would be invaded by this black man's smelly cock. But… Instead of a cockhead, she felt the fingers of a male hand. And they weren't barging into her cave, roughly tearing her flesh; on the contrary, they unexpectedly softly ran over her labia, moved along the tender and soft bridge between her vagina and anus, then went down, fluttering over the silky skin of her inner thighs. They reached the pliable, carefully shaved and therefore velvety pubic mound. And from there they reached the final point of their route, the most tender and sensitive spot on the girl's body. Nastya was in deep shock. She was prepared for terrible thrusts and jabs, torment of her flesh, and instead got this…

For three long years now, only she herself had touched this part of her body. And before that, Masha had given her so much joy with her games with her crotch… And now, here, in this situation…

Meanwhile, Jesem caressed her clitoris with three fingers. Two, the index and ring fingers, he placed on either side of the mound, making careful massage-like circular motions with them, while the middle finger hovered carefully over the clitoris, now and then touching and stroking the bump with the fingertip. With his other hand, Jesem caressed her white thighs, buttocks, and lower back. At first, it was dry between the white woman's legs and he even had to lick his fingers for lubrication, but gradually it became wetter and wetter. Jesem deliberately started with very slow finger movements, now he sped them up…

Nastya tried to concentrate, detach from what was happening, as she had been taught once. But she couldn't understand — detach from what. God, she had dreamed so much, caressing herself in the evenings, that someone someday would do to her what dear Masha had done years ago… And now, this pumped-up black man, in this smelly bungalow… The girl didn't expect that a moan, a moan of a female being mounted by a male, would escape her chest. She bit her lips, cursing herself for weakness, and not intending to repeat the mistake.

Jesem grinned smugly and became even more active between her legs. He now caressed the tender clitoris with only his ring finger, and began inserting his thumb into her vagina. He thought she would give in to him, but the white chick hadn't surrendered yet.

— Tough bitch, — thought Jesem. But the white girl couldn't control her secretions and was getting wetter. Jesem made circular motions inside with his thumb. The ring finger tormented the flesh bump with various careful movements. He felt the girl fighting herself with her last strength.

Nastya tried to breathe evenly, not show any sign of her growing arousal. But it was getting harder and harder for her. She had dreamed of something like this for too long, inserting her carefully manicured fingers between her legs. She was on the edge, her will, exhausted by the long struggle with herself, with her unsatisfied desire, could be broken by any unexpected change. And it happened. Pleasure and the struggle against it peaked.

Jesem abruptly pulled his thumb out of her cave and withdrew his hand.

Anastasia's eyes widened, she exhaled:

— Haaaaaaaaa! Haaaaaaaaa! And as much as the firmly holding black men allowed, without lifting her knees from the bed, she rocked her open crotch, her whole firm ass, back — towards where the fingers that had brought her to the peaks of arousal had disappeared.

Jesem was only waiting for this. This was his tried-and-true method for breaking such unyielding but responsive bitches. His cock was already ready. Jesem caught the hips of the female who had lost self-control as they moved back and down and with a precise movement drove his 18-centimeter thick stallion into her.

— O-O-O-O-O-O! M-m-my G-o-o-o-od! — such was Nastya's lustful half-cry, half-moan. Her little hole had completely, completely grown unaccustomed to such penetrations. The girl rolled her eyes in shocked ecstasy.

Jesem, tightly gripping the white chick's buttocks, delivered a series of quite powerful penetrating thrusts that drilled into the girl's tender flesh… The black men didn't see their victim's face at that moment. Jesem didn't bother much. He drove his cock into the orgasming female flesh a few more times and came himself. He liked squeezing her buttocks and thighs in his hands, her vagina was completely undeveloped and pleasantly tight. He was generous…

— Guys, have fun with this chick. She needs to be taught a lesson.

And they began to teach her. Horror flared up in Nastya again, but the hot bitch inside her, with the first cock that entered her, finally broke free from the shackles, and she stopped paying attention to the horror. The black men worked on her together. She was yanked onto her knees. One of the black men lay on his back, she was forced to mount him and simply sat down on his cock. It was no smaller than Jesem's.

— Come on, bitch, bounce — laughed another and slapped her breasts. — Or do you need help? And he grabbed her by the hair and painfully pulled her up.

— No, don't, don't hurt me… — the girl said in a suddenly dry voice. — I'll do it myself.

And she, for convenience, kneeling along his legs, began to wiggle on the cock. On his thick black cock. The second black man, who had just forced her to have sex, also climbed onto the bed and didn't let Nastya just have sex like that. He knelt next to the copulating couple, his cock standing like a spear.

— Come on, you little slut, work a bit more! — with these words he grabbed her pink nipple with two fingers, which on the aroused girl had swollen, stood erect, and was very sensitive.

— Ouch! — she cried out.

— Well, come on, come on, come to daddy — he pulled her by the nipple, forcing her to bend lower and lower, closer and closer to his cock. Finally, she bent at the waist and reached his cock with her lips. For her, this was her first blowjob, but she was so "hot" at that moment that without a hint of shyness she enveloped the firm cock with her neatly lined lips, began playing with it with her tongue, gradually taking it deeper.

Another nigger plopped onto the bed next to her. The one she was sucking off pulled her away from him by the hair

— Hey, whore, jerk him off at the same time! — and just as forcefully turned her head towards the third. And again pressed Nastya to his groin. The girl immediately grabbed the third black man's erected club. He sat right next to her, and it was easy for Anastasia to reach and jerk him off. The black man could easily squeeze her breasts, which he happily did, sometimes simply firmly and strongly squeezing her flesh, sometimes twisting her firm nipples. Meanwhile, Nastya's wiggling with her tight vagina on the first black man's cock brought her to an orgasm, even stronger than the previous one. Her vagina was immediately filled with semen. Then semen ended up in her mouth. Then covered her hand. The three, breathing heavily, fell away from her… Nastya was covered in semen, shaken, her chest rose rapidly, but the lustful desire that had ignited in her had long since overridden the horror and disgust at what was happening. But she was in for a much greater test…

— Kubala, now it's your turn, you haven't fucked white women yet — said Jesem, calling over the powerful fellow.

— Yeah, yeah! Go on Kubala, give her yours…

Nastya gave him a lustfully appraising, sizing-up look. The youngest… He probably couldn't surprise her with anything after what she'd already been through. At that moment, the nigger pulled down his pants. The girl saw… a growing snake dangling in front of the guy. It quickly turned into a spear, predatorily aimed