“How’s that Swedish bitch with the big tits working out?”
“Really good. I remained standing near the minivan as Greg approached the unlocked gate. It was still quite early – not even 8:30 p.m. Most of ‘em are Hungarian, but there are a couple of Czechs and a German thrown in. He embraced Greg, and the two men strolled away to talk in private. Soon the large flat screen television mounted on the wall to the side of my bed glowed with the image of a well-lit but windowless room with rough concrete walls and a badly stained concrete floor. Abruptly she collapsed and her head fell forward. He stood before the terrified woman and slowly cut her garment, starting from the bottom hem, exposing her as the knife sliced through the thin fabric upward toward her neck. I heard the crack of a whip and a high-pitched muffled scream from behind the closed door. Her vagina remained largely obscured from view beneath a thick unkempt forest of black pubic hair, but that would soon change.
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