Abuse of Power - Taken by the Karinovs (Dark BDSM Erotica) Read Online Free PDF

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his voice. “Sergio Markov is a good man – a trusted friend of my
family. HE DOES NOT TRAFFIC IN DRUGS. Do not insult me with such
nonsense. Where did you get this from?”
    “Sergio! I swear to it,” entreated Vicky, shaking her head in
disbelief that this was actually happening... their own version of
‘Midnight Express’ made real.
    “You lie!” countered Yuri, playing his part to perfection.
“But I will have the truth from you, depend on it... Are you
carrying any more drugs?”
    Vicky was too dumbstruck to speak. The horror of the situation
was crashing down on her. She could not comprehend why Sergio would
have done such a thing, but for some reason he had tricked her into
this trap.
    “Search the rest of their belongings,” Yuri ordered, now
taking full control. “Including the clothes they are wearing. If
they are carrying more drugs, I want them found.”
    “Yes, sir,” replied Dimitri in English, keeping to the
language his Uncle Yuri had used, realising that the chief was now
purposely allowing the young women to understand what was being
said – to let them know they would be stripped. He barked out the
necessary order to his idiot subordinate who then proceeded to
search the other bag.
    Yuri seated himself and watched the search with mock interest,
but increasingly turned his attention away to look at the two
trembling young women, savouring their fear and the plans he had
for them.
    The big brute finished his search and grunted out his
conclusion. Nothing suspicious was found.
    Yuri feigned surprise. Then he turned his attention fully on
the women. “We now need to search your clothing, and your body
cavities. Please undress.”
    “I don’t think so!” snapped Vicky, pride and the need to
protect her sister winning over the other feelings she had for this
man. “There’s no way you’re putting your dirty hands on either of
us. This is a set up and I’ve had enough.”
    Yuri sprang up like a cat, the gun coming out his holster and
pointing directly at Vicky’s face. “Do not make us use force!
Undress! Now!” he snapped.
    If the truth be known, Vicky wasn’t too worried about getting
naked in front of this trio of contrasting men - quite the opposite
in fact if the state of her snatch was anything to go by. But
looking over to her sister, she could see that poor Natalie was
terrified - tears were welling in her pretty blue eyes. No man had
ever touched her inappropriately - Vicky knew that as a fact. It
was too awful to contemplate that a strip search would be her first
sexual experience. Vicky then looked in appeal to the handsome
young officer who seemed most sympathetic to their cause. He looked
away as if embarrassed by what was happening, but obviously
powerless to prevent what was unfolding. Then Vicky glared at Yuri
Karinov who was still pointing his gun at her, and she quickly
weighed up her options. There didn’t seem to be many. “Please.
Don’t do this,” she entreated.
    “Take off your clothes!” Yuri snarled then turning to Natalie
he snarled again. “You do the same! Strip! Now!”
    The sisters looked at each other, a new layer of panic setting
in. Then deciding that there was little point in protesting any
further, Vicky reached for her dress and peeled it off. Natalie
started crying: a nineteen year old youth who suddenly felt like a
little girl, in desperate need of her mother – a big sister would
no longer do.
    “You too!!! Strip!” screeched Yuri into Natalie’s face,
flecking her prettiness with Mordavian spit.
    Natalie went rigid with fear then slowly she started to
undress. Whimpering throughout, she joined her sister and stripped
down to her bra and panties. Both women halted, looking pleadingly
at the chief and in desperation at the other two officers,
searching for some morsel of compassion which would spare any
further hurt and humiliation, but nothing was on offer. The chief
of police and his young lieutenant, his nephew whom he was
nurturing