Cheesecake
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- Joined
- May 17, 2011
Katya Sokolova had always been the first one to raise her hand when the dangerous assignments were offered. It didn't matter what the mission involved, the voluptuous Russian beauty would do it. It had earned her the nickname 'slut' amongst other ones, mainly because she saw nothing wrong with using her body to complete her mission. The way she saw it, the day she stopped being a whore was the day that she no longer had a job. The women that were reluctant to do what she did were quickly thrown out of the agency and their lives ruined... usually ended up on the street in prostitution, ironically.
Katya was different. The word 'no' was missing from her vocabularly. She had no shame. Or at least, she didn't think she did. But this assignment was different from all the rest. She had been told that there would be... things done to her. Unusual things. But her boss said that she didn't have to worry, because when she got back to the agency it would all be reversed and there would be no lasting effects. So why did Katya have that horrible feeling that something terrible was going to happen?
The door to the room opened, giving her some much-needed light which stung the eyes. She had been stripped of her clothing except for her panties. The room was cold, and no amount of hugging could keep her from shivering. What was going to happen now?