Last train out-open

[Hard_Rom]

Reporter! Bullshit, thinks Rom. Whore! Whatever. Going to end the same either way. Still something about her bothers him. She always seems to be watching. It's act he is sure. Being a paranoid psychopath and mafia leader he sees conspiracy everywhere. Rom Tephov trusts no one.

"Reporter!" Rom reacts surprised, "I do not usually give interviews."

Smiling nicely he continues,"But I think for pretty Eastern patriot reporter, I can make exception. We can get acquainted. You can tell me of your home."

Rising, with no hint of drunkenness, Rom puts half full bottle in pocket of his greatcoat. Weight of it opens up coat revealing openly large revolver in it's shoulder holster. Each slug from Taurus fires three thirty caliber slugs. Put one in back of someone's head and they will need fingerprints or DNA for identification. The thought of the blood spray arouses Rom.

Rom holds Natasha's chair for her.

"If you are nice girl to me, I can introduce you to high ranking Eastern officials, when we get to Trony. You could get look at inside of Eastern government and armed forces. I have many friends." he lies.

 

[ash13]

"Sounds good Rom enjoy that I would" I say flashing a smile in efforts to gain his trust. As I go to get up I make sure to slide back a little on purpose to cause my short pleated skirt to to ride up a bit up to mid thigh to show off more of my 40" long nylon clad legs.

Since I have studied the East well. I tell him I came from one of the affluent sections of Eastern Bosha, he asks me specific geography questions about the "rich" section, probably an effort to trip me up, but I answer all his questions to his satisfaction, and tell him was I always used to getting my way as an only child. "That's why I became reporter. Do things at my pace and control information that I get for my stories.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

03:18 Mike wakes from his table in the dining car. "I must of fell asleep" he says lightly. He raises his head. He seel several new faces but not the waiteress. He turns and looks out the darkened window. They are away from the city and moving at a good clip.

"She must of put something in my wine. " Mike sits up and rubs his fore head. His hat is on the seat next to hime. He looks around at the other in the car. "Any one have any idea where we are?"

 

[Hard_Rom]

Spoiled rich brat. That explains lot. Attention whore! Well, she got his attention Rom thinks. He wonders how much money Natasha's family has. Perhaps she is worth more for ransom than just good time raping her. Can do both he thinks.

Being thoroughly sick bastard, prostitution and human trafficking is not beneath him. Rich, educated and entitled females make best forced BDSM slaves. Addict her, gang rape her repeatedly and in three months she won't be any good to anyone, besides Rom's type.

Rom's cock is rapidly getting hard.

Rom puts hand low on small of Natasha's back ushering her forward.

"We are much alike. I too like to set pace and keep control." he laughs.

Rom steers Natasha down dining car. Passing IGN reporter's table Rom gives him contemptuous look. Fucking foreigner! He seriously contemplates having him killed and thrown from train. Would rather do it himself though. They're are all spies. Spies are traitors, traitors are rats and rats get killed. In Rom's world there is nothing worse or lower than a rat or police informant.

"I will teach you... of my world and maybe how to drink good Boshian vodka. You will learn and I will have pretty company for trip." Rom says, in a half joking manner to Natasha, returning his attention to her.

Being so close to Natasha, thinking of next few hours, has Rom hard as rock.

 

[ash13]

"Where is best place to talk Rom your train cabin or mine whatever you prefer. Too many prying ears hear for my liking. Rom's rough character makes Natasha a bit jumpy but only for a moment as she has encountered many types. As they walk down a corridor on the train am older guy kind of beat up looking and obviously drunk stops the pair and boldly offers Natasha 50 American dollars, an excellent exchange rate of currency in Bosha if she will hike up the front of get short pleated skirt for him and flash him. Rom seems to have a wicked grin. I tell the drunk no but he says no one will see just wants a quick show on this boring train ride.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Leaving dining car Rom makes slight gesture with his free hand. Waiting till Rom and Natasha have passed into next car, one of Rom's bodyguards gets up and follows.

"My compartment, I think. No one would dare to disturb us. It has its own toilet compartment. You will be able to clean yourself... before we reach Trony. You will want to look your best to meet Defence and Finance Ministers. I have meetings scheduled with them. Perhaps you may be able to persuade them too, for exclusive interview. They have weakness for pretty girls too." Rom answers Natasha.

Rom has supplied both ministers with whores. He has no need to blackmail them as Defence Minister shares his politics and Finance Minister is Boshian Mafia's chief money launderer.

Feeling good he is unknowingly grinning. All delicious vicious acts he has engaged in last year have almost satiated him. Almost! Rom looks at Natasha.

Then old shabby drunk shows up and propositions Natasha. Rom's good humour or what passes for good humour, evaporates. Natasha looks like whore. No wonder old drunk made offer. That was not his crime. His crime was to totally disrespect Rom by ignoring him and drunkenly flirting with his companion. No one disrespects Rom Tephov, drunk or sober.

Moving his hand from Natasha's waist, Rom puts his hand in his pocket and slips on set of brass knuckles. Stepping close to drunk Rom viciously drives his metal clad fist into man's stomach causing him to fold and clutch at his middle. Rom follows with two quick body shots aimed at ribs. A crack can be heard. Then final blow to jaw. Old drunk never knew what him and collapses to floor.

Showing remarkable restraint, Rom gives unconscious man vicious kick to genitals. Mere seconds have passed. Taking off his brass knuckles he drops them back in his pocket, just as his bodyguard catches up.

Rom looks at drunk, then at his bodyguard. He gives slight tossing motion with his head. Bodyguard picks up drunk and starts to carry him away.

Turning back to Natasha, Rom takes her by her upper arm and leads her away.

"I am so sorry about that. Filthy old drunk. Don't worry he won't be bothering you any more." he says to Natasha.

Or anyone else for that matter.

As Rom directs Natasha down aisle, momentarily clatter of wheels and wind rushing by come from back down aisle as outside carriage door is opened. Then noise goes away as door is closed. Rom's bodyguard stands alone at outside door to car.

 

[ash13]

"Thank you but was that not bit harsh Rom?" I ask. Little nervous at his vicious steak toward the stranger but it was out of protection so she was secretly a bit turned on by his bold move. "West will go down like that" I say playing to his good side in further efforts to gain his trust as we enter and the door is closed behind us as I ask would he like to begin interview now

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom looks down aisle before entering his compartment. Second bodyguard takes his station at end of car, while first loiters outside compartment. He locks door behind him. Turning to Natasha, he looks her up and down with predatory look.

"Yes, let us begin...interview," he says.

He takes of his coat and hangs it from hook. Unstrapping heavy Taurus revolver and it's shoulder holster, he unloads gun, hangs it up and puts shells in coat pocket. Rom takes vodka bottle out of coat pocket and puts it on table. He empties and makes safe Makarov pistol, hanging it and spare clips with Taurus.

Rom unwraps two fresh glasses stamped with Bosnian Rail logo. He sits down at small fold down table facing door with himself between his guns and Natasha.

Pouring two good sized shots in each glass, he indicates only other chair in compartment.

"Sit, we will drink to victory over Western oppressors," Rom says looking Natasha in the eye, "You must drink with me. I will not take "No" for answer. Or I will not do interview."

Smiling pleasantly he continues, "Please. It is long trip. We will... talk. We will be friends. Not all business. You would not like to insult me by not drinking to East...would you?"

Pushing glass towards Natasha, Rom picks his up and downs it. Then refills it but does not set bottle back down. All time staring unblinkingly at Natasha.

 

[ash13]

As I sit I have to be mindful of my short pleated skirt because the seats in the cabins incline just slightly so my skirt wants to slide up my thighs, especially when I uncross and recross my long 40" long nylon clad legs which I can see Rom eyeing up.

"Yes let's drink to mighty East and impending victory" I go to raise glass to take a sip and almost spill it as window is opened for a moment and the draft nearly blows my short pleated skirt above my waist as I sit but I am able to catch it in time. "So Rom Why you think East will win? West is very persistent, from what I have heard. So that will be first question". I say with a warm smile as I take a few shots beginning to feel warm as I am somewhat of a drinker but not used to shots of this particular strong brand.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom gets up and closes window. Ensuring Natasha's glass is refilled, he moves to stand just behind her chair. Looking down he can see swelling of her breasts held in light bra. Her skirt has ridden up really high.

Resting his hands on her shoulders, he answers her, "Persistent! The West does not meaning of word. This is only the beginning. We will fight them in the country. We will fight them in the towns. We will carry the fight to them. We will kill them. We will kill them in the country. We will kill them in the towns. We will kill them in their own homes. They will never know peace and security. We will never surrender."

His emotions rising, Rom's hand move to Natasha's neck. Caressingly at first but slowly he begins to tighten his grip.

Leaning in close he continues, "They will not know who we are. We will blend in. Then we will strike. With terror and fear. They will give us our share, our birthright. Or we will kill them in their homes, at work, in the marketplace, no where will be safe. Then they will have to negotiate with us."

Rom's large hands easily encompass Natasha's neck. He can fell her tense up as he increase pressure. He hears her breathing become slightly restricted. He can feel her pulse against his hand.

The beating the drunk took away some of Rom's darker impulses. The thought of having her beneath him as he chokes the life out of her is almost overwhelming. Almost!

Before he can cause too much discomfort to Natasha, he releases pressure. Her fair skin shows red marks of his hands. Rom thinks it may be one of most erotic thing he has ever seen. He lets her go.

Moving around to stand in front of her, he leans against table. Reaching for vodka bottle he refills glasses again.

"Now I ask you question. You have boyfriend, husband maybe? Beautiful girl like you must have many men, eh? Many young rich boyfriends, yes?" he asks, leaning back a bit, huge and hard as a rock.

From here he can see her pussy. The whore is not even wearing panties. He takes in her impossibly long legs, inviting cunt, big tits on slim frame, fair skin and fire red hair. Natasha's bright red lipstick acts as almost a red flag to a bull.

 

[ash13]

OOC: not a big fan of a lot of choking and not wearing thigh highs. I am wearing pantyhose with no panties underneath.


I feel the pressure loosen from around my neck and relax thinking he was just upset from the encounter with the drunk trying to get me to lift my skirt and accost us. He then goes back to in front of me.

"No I am currently, how you say "single" I have only had couple of boyfriends in past but they were jerks and didn't understand time spent for my career". I notice the bulge in Rom's pants and focus best I can on interview noticing he is taking on my nylon clad legs and young 22 yr old body as we sit and drink.

"Thanks for closing window was bit drafty in here and train noisy so we can focus on interview and good company yes?" I ask as I take a small sip.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom puts his drink down and picks up the bottle.

"That is not how you drink Boshian vodka. You are very beautiful but you do not know how to drink properly. You drink like rich Western girl not good Eastern Boshian woman," he says to his latest victim. Poor economic situation has increased alcoholism across Eastern Boshia. Vodka is cheap and plentiful. Everyone drinks it.

Quickly he reaches out, wrapping his hand around Natasha's holding glass. Forcibly holding her hand still while he fills glass to top. Setting down bottle, he moves to stand between Natasha's knees. Gripping her short hair tight, he directs Natasha to bring glass up.

"You would not want me to think you were a Western spy," coldly he states, "Show how you drink to Eastern victory."

Rom pulls Natasha's head back slightly and forces her to bring large glass of vodka to her mouth.

"Drink it. Drink it all," he commands her, "Then we will have fun, you and me."

 

[ash13]

I drink it without spilling a drop which seems to impress Rom. I take one more shot in a method only those from the East would know so as to not blow cover. I then say

"Relax darling we have long train ride I need more questions answered for interview and still can enjoy good company like we are now" I say hoping to relax him as I can tell he is undressing me with his eyes. While distraction such as that is a part of the plan to lower his guard I hope my efforts to calm him work so I can collect all I need on Eastern efforts in Bosha. As the train rumbles through some if the scenic hillsides.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Keeping his hand in Natasha's hair, Rom takes her glass away from her putting it on table. He moves back behind her chair. Viciously he pulls back on her hair, causing her chair to rock back on its rear legs against him.

"Do not call me darling or hun. You will call me either Mister Tephov or sir," he growls.

Natasha's tits strain against her blouse as she is tipped back. Reaching down with his free hand he grabs her cunt, roughly manhandling it.

"Whore! You think you can seduce me. Maybe get me to say too much maybe," he says into her ear leaning down, "You play nice maybe I be nice to you."

Letting go of Natasha's cunt and hair, Rom grabs her blouse and rips it open as he pushes the chair violently away. This causes Natasha to fall from the chair to the floor minus her blouse which Rom casts aside.

 

[ash13]

With the blouse ripped away, it exposes my lacy black front hook bra. My 5'10 frame splayed out on the floor for a moment while I compose myself at the bold move which caught me off guard. Breathing a bit heavier now I say " Rom meant no. Harm by talk. Apologize for "darling" comment just trying to be friendly. Only look for information for interview. I say wondering what your next nice will be.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom Tephov looks down at Natasha. Fucking whore! He thinks. Look at her, barely batted an eyebrow. Except for slight increase in her breathing, she looks almost composed. Even sprawled on floor half naked, her cunt exposed to his view. Probably likes it real rough, even if she doesn't already know it.

Ignoring her entreaties, Rom walks forward, leans down, bats Natasha's hands aside and with two hands rips her bra open. Her gorgeous full breast spill out.

"Shut up, whore. I told you. It is Mister Tephov or sir. Who do you think you are? Calling me by name. You are not my wife, my girlfriend or my sister. You are nosey spoiled whore," he spits the words out hatefully.

Kicking aside her legs he steps between them. Again using both hands he rips crotch of Natasha's pantyhose open. Now her pussy is bare and inviting.

Leaving Natasha naked and exposed he goes to his holster and pulls out automatic Makarov. Rom works slide and puts round in chamber and takes off safety. Leaning against table he picks up vodka bottle and takes big drink straight from it. Rom turns to Natasha.

 

[ash13]

"Are you crazy! What was that for?" I say holding my bra to chest to cover breasts. " I just wanted good company Mr Tephov no disrespect was meant " I say breathing harder as I look down blushing a bit at the torn open crotch of my pantyhose seeing my bald slit as I sit up on my knees to regain some composure. " we should focus aggression on west not each other ".

I look at the aggressive look in eyes like a predator in the wild. Part of me turned on by bold moves.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Crazy? No, not technically. At least according to doctors and judges. They say I have Antisocial Personality Disorder," Rom says laughing, taking another drink.

"There is a pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others occurring since age 15, as indicated by failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest, lack of remorse, by being indifferent or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another and reckless disregard for safety of self or others," he intones emotionlessly. As he speaks he retrieves large bulbous silencer which he screws on to pistol.

"Those words got me ten years. When I got out, the judge who sentenced me I took his daughter. When I was finished with her, I put her on street to work for me," Rom says sneeringly, opening his fly and pulling out his cock, "Her father would take her to expensive rehab and shrinks but she always came back to street and me!"

Rom steps up in front of kneeling Natasha. His cock is huge, long and thick. Rivalling automatic handgun silencer, now pressed against the side of Natasha's head. His other hand goes back in her short hair, gripping tight.

"Enough talk! Now is time for fun. Suck my cock," he demands, "Don't try anything stupid. I feel teeth. I blow your fucking head off."


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[ash13]

I just nod as I think it's just oral sex and being the spy that I am. I have had to oh undercover and please men in this way multiple times. I look up at you and flash sexy eyes as I kiss the tip of your cock and slowly take the entire length in my mouth. I can tell by your reaction my "skills" impress you as I reach up and massage your balls as I slowly bob my head up and down.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom (The Butcher of the East) Tephov, high ranking leader of Boshian mafia, career criminal, murderer, rapist, drug smuggler, arms dealer and complete psychopath is thoroughly impressed with Natasha's cocksucking abilities. He likes his blowjobs to start slow. Shuts her up too.

"Only couple of boyfriends," he thinks, "Lying slut. Sucks cock far to good for couple of boyfriends." None of usual tears and sobbing either. Yet! Likes it rough apparently. Boyfriends did not treat her like she needed to be. Crap about her career, fucking excuse! Boyfriends not man enough more like it. Fools! Rom is really enjoying blowjob. He thinks, "Maybe I should keep this one for awhile."

"Good girl! Show me how nice you can be to me. Put you hands behind you back and keep them there," he says.

Rom tightens his grip on Natasha's short hair, presses gun harder to side of her head and starts to move his hips. Slowly at first but rapidly building in speed and intensity he starts to fuck her mouth. Pulling almost out then going back in balls deep. The nice slow deep blowjob gives way to him seriously skullfucking her.

 

[ash13]

I gag the first few times you hit back of throat and for the most part keep up sucking as you fuck my face. My 5'10 frame puts me at the perfect height to be right in line with your thrusting member. I keep hands behind back, not so much for gun threat but as a "show of faith" to make you more comfortable in my company.

I make slight moaning sounds and whimpers in hopes the sexy sounds turn you on as u please you with my mouth.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Rom is relishing this blowjob. True cocksucking whores are few and far between. This one not only is good but enjoys it, judging by slight moans and whimpers.

He stops thrusting with his hips but uses his hand in her hair to keep up skullfuck. Brutally he pulls Natasha's mouth forwards, searching for that gag point with his long cock. Holding her face tight to his groin as she struggles to breathe. Then just as violently pulling her head off his cock. Just as Natasha inhales to get her breath, Rom forces her back down again. He really enjoys doing this to her half a dozen times or so.

Pulling her face of his cock, Rom thinks Natasha still too beautiful. So he uglies her up by rubbing his wet cock over her face. Smearing over her painted lips and made up eyes.

Stepping away from Natasha, he unloads his gun putting it back in holster. He sits down on chair, his cock standing up, huge and glistening. Picking up vodka bottle he takes a drink, looking at facefucked slut kneeling on floor.

"Okay, enough foreplay. Come here and fuck me," he says smiling.

 

[ash13]

Turned on by his boldness, and not the first time I have had to "sleep with the enemy". I stand up, unfasten my short pleated skirt in the back and let it puddle around my ankles. I then step out of it. Showing Rom entire length of my 40" long nylon clad legs. I slowly saunter to him flashing a wicked grin as I do.

I then straddle him and rub my exposed pussy, since he tore the crotch of my pantyhose open, on him. Using my long legs to provide excellent stability as I slowly gyrate my hips on him.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Filthy whore! Rip her clothes off, slam your cock in her throat and she comes up smiling for more. Natasha's face glistens with cock slobber. Her pussy glistens too. She likes it! Obviously displaying herself as she saunters towards him.

Natasha cunt feels good as she rubs it against Rom's cock. The feeling of nylon on the head of his cock not unlike the feeling of her tongue. Her big tits are right in his face. Taking a swig of vodka, instead of swallowing it he spits it out on Natasha's breasts. He licks her tits and sucks her nipples. While with his free hand he roughly fondles her tits. Rom bites one of Natasha's nipples while pinching the other just as hard.

Rom's cock leaks precum, leaving sticky trails on Natasha's torn pantyhose, as she grinds against him. Setting down the bottle he reaches between Natasha's legs and roughly jams two fingers in her cunt. Reaching with his other hand he takes her by the lower jaw and pushes her head back forcing her to arch back, her tits standing out.

Rom forcibly masturbates Natasha's cunt, finger fucking her. The palm of his hand runs roughly back and forth across her clit.

 

[ash13]

As You force me to arch my back it causes your fingers to drive deeper up inside my tight hairless pussy as you finger fuck me roughly. "Easy tiger!" I put teasingly in your ear as I gently nibble on it in an effort to calm down what I can tell is a very aggressive spirit. I continue to use my long legs for stability and balance as I gyrate my hips more.
"You have strong hands Mr. Tephov" I say as I look dive at your hands almost covering my perky and firm 32C breasts. I then look you in the eyes, seeing your firm demeanor hoping I am at least somewhat able to use my flirting skills to gain your trust and get on your good side.