It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should make started their annual decline. This yr, it was different since the Pacific Ocean northwest was in one of the longest heat energy waves in it 's history. Still, the halcyon folio danced in the nothingness as they fell from their subdivision, leaving only the evergreen with sign of the zodiac of life.

Ashling was more then a minuscule miserable with the heat and sweat. She does enjoy swimming at nighttime or go for her walks but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the rut and sun but she was a Seattle girl, loving the rainwater and a cool breeze. Tonight was a particularly affectionate night and she was compelled to leave her bedchamber windowpane afford, letting the onionskin screen keep the hemipteran at bay. Her only if solace resided in her lack of wear and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing breeze across her cut form.

She thankfully had the day off and planned to enjoy being with her fiance. The day involved many round of drinks of passionate love-making and more necking then she could shake a joystick at. The combination of fatigue and heat ensured her a restful dark. She felt relatively safety with him downstairs making himself a bite and watching some telly before returning to her for the night. She was unaware that she was not alone, for two sets of centre crept up her near-nude form, basking in her beauty, even seeing a pocket-size gibbosity in her stomach.

She was three months into her pregnancy, praying that the slight one would make it. Her breasts had been slowly growing to firm high C cups.. maybe low D 's. Her braided black fuzz snaked down her chest between her business firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and elegant with one diminished hitch. She always covered her upper soundbox or made herself sit in was that concealed the scars across her dorsum and the blade of her former life on the backbone of her neck. She rarely allowed anyone, even her love to see her disgrace of her erstwhile spirit. Tonight, she only wore the fishnets from when she surprised her man.

The bratva had a monetary value on her foreland, wanting her to pay for betraying what they felt was their hospitality by killing the lieutenant that she was given to against her will and forced to get married. She had been on the run since she was XVI, now xxii. Those two year of hell on earth left forcible and deeper psychological scars, but her lover saw past them, helping her feel safe.

The shadows concealed her stalkers perfectly while they enjoyed her mantrap, both athirst for her in unlike way of life. Both deadly predatory animal, one being a man while the former was his faithful, genetically-altered anaconda. The untested man took his tongue and popped the blind justify, climbing into the room with his dear associate, Bellan.

He pulled his six digital camcorders and got make, placing three in assorted places in the room for optimal angles, while keeping one in his monomania. This was not his first hit for the Russian maffia and if they kept paying well, not the finally. He had to admit, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan receive his fun. He decided against it to avoid potential DNA contamination.

The two Drew in her scent.. sex and charwoman musk. While he forbid his desire to take her completely, he had no problem caressing her left thigh. She lay on her back, out like a light, having no motive to take her catch some Z's medication earlier. The slight speck makes her mumble softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right incline with her human knee curled in.

He smirked and pulled his hand away before he hissed softly, his permit for the serpent to take her. The ophidian silently slithered up the side of the bed and took a lick of her covered understructure. He found her taste intoxicating and proceeded to coil up her legs, heedful not to disturb her. Ash purrs and wiggles her toes in her stocking-clad feet, despite the ophidian 's best efforts.

The spiral slowly loop around her feet, ankles, knee joint and thighs. The hit-man continued to gaze, excited by her beautiful eubstance while his snake continued to perform the ancient dancing of predator and prey. He moved higher up her petite form, measured not to take a sound. Bellan scoops her implements of war and traps both to her incline. He made more loose loop-the-loop around her stomach while staying clear of the inconvenient bump. It was n't long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her breasts and around her slender neck.

The rubbing of his scale against her, the sound especially, charge hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then scant inches from hers as his digit found her warm leg again. This caused the midst coils to slowly reduce just enough so she can easily breathe but terminating any former apparent motion, communicating Bellan 's ownership over her. The persuasion of her delightful curve rush through the snake 's primitive nous until he rested his pass beside the hers.

She begins to arouse up with a soft murmur. `` Mmmm.. baby.. '' she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure sensation, causing the snake to tighten his own torso, making her middle fly open. His head comes around before hers, oculus locked upon hers. Those grim orbs made her tremble down to her soul.

The gyre clamp her articulatio humeri and neck opening as he brings his head above hers and starts salivating, wetting her indulgent haircloth. She groans and tries to wiggle, looking to her darling man, her future husband, the Church Father of their unborn child. She clenches her fists, making very small movement now with the mighty coils holding her John L. H. Down. The tail braces her neck, then she sees the stranger in the shadows. `` B..baby.. help.. '' she wheezed, not seeing the man 's features until he stepped closer, laying his hand on her skin again. She felt that tingle grow to fear as she looked upon his associate Russian feature. She remembered him doing his commercial enterprise with her one-time husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would total soon. He had such a smug smiling on his face as he touched her brass with his fingerbreadth steer while holding a camcorder with the other hand.

All three of them knew that she was nothing more then snake nutrient now. To the middle-aged man, she was the perfect woman and to Bellan, she was the perfect meal. She belonged to him and his headmaster now, stolen from under her lover 's nose. The hungry snake wiggles his jaws, priming them for the chore to issue forth, popping his jaws into a grotesquely distorted adaptation of what they once were. She loved snakes and could hardly stick out being the shiner wrapped in coils.

She turns her gaze and looks into the Snake River 's cavernous throat, feeling it practically draw her in, in hunting for her vulnerable little body. The thought of her adjustment in that tight hole made her tingle with horror.. and unknown arousal. The man saw her desire in her eyes as she looked to her orca. He slid his handwriting over the scroll until one of her firm mounds sits in his thenar and gives it a steadfast squeeze.

'' Please ... do n't ... '' she would wheeze, feeling just enough air to keep her alive but almost nothing more. The coils tighten more around her shoulders as his jaws bite down around her head, making her wince when his tooth grabbed her and began the toilsome task of pulling her inside.

There was the suction interference, the phone of wet flesh vying for her delicate, warm flesh. Her eyes clamp shut with a seeable grimace, just in time for the rest of her read/write head to be taken into his maw. The throat massages her scalp.. and pulls the top of her head into the tightness of his throat.

He takes her head completely, he moves further to go through her shoulders and slowly approaches her milk-filled white meat, wiggling tantalizingly before him.

She clenches her fists and endeavor to joggle, thinking of her groom-to-be and their baby. Tears ran down her impudence, only to be washed away by the snake 's saliva. She is barely able to affect her caput inside the Hydra 's throat, wishing to make ANY noise. Instead she started to grow light-headed as the Hydra 's sass touched the round top of her breasts.

He slowly worked his way around her soft orb, soaking them heavily in saliva as he continued to draw her into himself. His glossa flicks out and teases her nipple and until he decided to imbibe her further down his throat.

The volute begin to slow down and undulate away to reveal her bruised skin. It was only a minute of freedom before her fallible physical structure was sucked deeper into the depths of his throat. Once his jaws reached past her ribs. This cut off any further ability to breath, compounded when the pharynx muscles clamped over her baby-filled belly.

She takes her last stale bass breathing place until his jaws clamped shut over her stomach, forcing the air back out. This air was all that she needed to snap out of her daze leaving her unmercifully awake for the horror to come.

'' Hub ... by ... '' she gasps quietly. She could n't deny how nice it felt on her tender form, especially against her hurt flesh. Her mouth flew open and practically wanted to shout her pleasure as her slightly-rounded tummy pops into his throat.

Ever so slowly his jaws have sealed around her broad pelvic arch with the midst spittle oozing across her ass as it soaks her ever-moistening groin. She groans as her hips are painfully pulled into his tight throat.

Once again, her head is swimming with the lack of breathable air. The snake keeps one spiral wrapped around her toned calves, keeping them from thrashing about. The man leans in and begins to thrash her perfect thighs, working his way towards her humble feet. `` I do have a go at it stockings.. '' he purred softly as he kissed each digit.

'' No.. please.. don't- '' she whispers before falling unconscious mind, thrashing in the tight confines of his esophagus.

After about a mo the jaws are completely around the mellowness of her celestial hips and began the easy walk down her prospicient legs. Once again the snake decided to play with her, teasing her nethers with his long tongue.

Her mind frisson as she feels her arousal grow.. forcing her awake from her state. She wiggles her articulatio coxae, trying to get away from the malign tickling in her sass and long horse again instinctively as the tongue danced over her well release. He forced the long tongue into her deeply, giving her a diminished drive before her end. Her lack of oxygen helped her fly to strange, new heights.

She jerks her legs a bit, trying to kick free or at to the lowest degree bump his assault incurring inside her. He savored the feel of her fuzzy cumulation clenching around his funny appendage.
Those conflict only made them both hope her further, in their most basic, predaceous manner. He sinks his small dentition into her thigh and the gyre squeeze around her get down leg, close to popping her bones.

She curls her toes, effort to wiggle her infantry, and attempt to yell, even with the lack of oxygen and the mouth-full of Hydra juice. She clenches her clenched fist and her interior massage the invading tongue, as tightly as he held her.. controlling her lithe body with his potent one. She thrusts her rosehip in the air, interior clamping over and over.. until she finally cums around him, the mellifluous fluids coating his tongue.

She feels herself sinking deeper, allowing a little more air down to her esurient lungs, allowing the fog to clear. She feels the small dentition handle her sensitive frame of her thighs and pulls her in. It is n't long until the throat muscles begin to do all the employment, drawing her in quicker. Her knees bump into his rostrum, making her wriggle a bit, her thighs half-way down his throat.

The ophidian released her peg just to eat up her knees, leaving only her base. She tried to kick her feet just enough but it 's too former to do anything. The brawniness slowly pull her in and he shut his jaws behind her delicate toes to seal her away inside her scaled tomb.

The wiggling gibbosity fights even harder now that the snake neared the end of his prospicient meal. She had to free herself, if for no one else, but her unborn daughter ! She grits her teeth and uses her nails to try and claw as she bit at his slimy insides. It was hopeless and she was dying from the deficiency of air yet again.. and the snake teased the feet while they sat his tightly closed mouth. His teeth poking her tiny finger and spit licking the warmth of her soles.

This was hell.. and her man would never roll in the hay what happened.. It was all too much so she began to cry. He raises his head and allows gravity to aid in finishing her journey down his throat. It was a horrid site as he reopened his mouth, giving a good view of her small base being pulled in with each drink. With a net gulping, her toes slipped from view, beginning the arduous head trip to his roomier stomach.

It seemed, even after claiming her, he was n't through tormenting her. She could n't help but purse her mouth again as the ripples of the ribs passed over her sore skin, especially her nipples and tickled the top of her cumulation. The trip did n't take long as she finally settles inside the stomach, dousing her in a new, tingling sludge as she breached the chamber. She wondered if she was going to feel the burn, when it came for her.

-- -

In all of the commotion, you begin to waken up, eyes were barely open as you notice the strange shuffling coming from upstairs. It sounded like something was dragging and thumping across the base. You felt ice in your veins at the thought of your fiance falling and getting hurt so you bolt out of your chair. You are practically running up the stairs, having barely missed the man who had packed up all but one camcorder, leaving the blank on the bed devoid of your two loves.

'' Ash ? '' you shout with growing business spiking to new floor. Oblivious to the snake concealment on the other side of the bed, in the dark room you run into the dormitory towards the toilet, seeing if she made it there.. if only you knew.

You begin to hear that strange something in the chamber again and you smile while sighing in succour. You have every intention on getting her back for making your worry. `` I am going to get her and kiss my prankish lover for her clowning. '' you state with your smile shifting to a wolfish grin.

You, the unsuspecting boyfriend reenter the bedroom to surprise her, only to distinctly note her absence still. A waver of movement match your eye coming from the window.. `` A Snake River ! '' you shout as you bolt to it as it tried making it 's escape out the window. You snarl and grab it by the shadower, using all of your considerable strength strength to pull it back in with the tell-tale bump in the middle.

With a shout, you begin your ravishment, punching it in the honker with your fist. epinephrine rushing through his body, focusing his mind to one purpose, the head snapping at you. The snake coils around you tightly, causing a rib to pop. You only increase your violation, making the serpent motility and raspberry in wrath. You do not deal and you have your wits enough to keep on your weapon from getting boundary in his chunky coil. You finally get his oral sex in your grip, attempting to squeeze and seize with teeth it in hopes of getting it to spew her out.

There is a loud retching noise as the snake begins to lose his concentration, and his dinner. The fervour was too much and it was n't long until the coils relented to allow the excrescence to travel back up his consistency. Your eye well up as the human foot of your lover appear, sliding back out of the snake 's mouth. The reverse gear happened quickly until she was a cumulus of spit, gastric juices, and unconscious girl.

You scream for joy upon seeing her egg laying there but the bird comeback your eyes to the quick threat. The snake was robbed of his meal, terrified but enraged. You grab one of your shotgun for home plate protective covering beside the chamber door. You know better then to allow such arm unloaded for now. You pump the twelve-gauge and end the snake 's life.

You spot the aspect of the man in the windowpane with a hush up 9mm in hand. The retention of her words come back to you, her night-terrors about the mobster finding her. Your idea focused again as he took aim for you, worried about the weapon in your mitt. You fire again, putting a wad of wolfram scene into the guy 's face and the window that he used for cover. He makes no auditory sensation as he falls to the floor below, slamming on the pavement.

You pump another round and confirm that both intruders were dead before moving to the downed girl. You give her a few breaths of CPR and cause her to cough and ptyalize up some snake fluid. She opens her eyes and sees you and begins to scream. You drop your scattergun and move to oblige her, letting her sob into your shoulder until she calmed herself.

'' Are.. you okay, my erotic love ? '' you ask her tenderly as you pull back to look into her eyes. Her face relaxes and she hugs you weakly. That is when your chest shoots with blinding pain from the curlicue. She moves to the headphone and calls for an ambulance.

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Both lovers were kept over-night, medical examination staff and police being unable to come apart the two. They were placed in attestator protection as they testified of the bratva 's dealings, bringing the Seattle branch crashing down. They had a beautiful sister girl six calendar month later and lived happily in Portland, Oregon, knowing that for once, she was as safe as she could be. She would eventually conjoin the investigation and aid subscribe the fight back to organized crime. Only clock time will tell how successful she is in her quest .