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CHEKIST. Starring Odette Delecroix. Athena. Viva. Ashley Lane with Emma Evins. Directed By JohnM

We shall embark in the dark, dank building---a converted meat processing plant, where a fresh meat is process--not for consumption....no, worse, eradication.

The hookers were guiltless, but not in the eyes of the Chekist. They were scourge on society--not to be trusted and most importantly, not needed. Youthfull ladies mostly, these, slightly above teens were lead to the chamber. The guard had his job. Countdown the firing team. They huddled in on last effort for connection---the sense of warmth--of life. Then the shots rang out and there bods flopped lifeless to cold, sloppy concrete. They positioned them on the cart to be disposed of afterward in hefty pit in the countryside.

A family was next.....another in a lengthy line of them over days and days of processing. Arrival, process, countdown, cart. The guard was overwhelm with faces of so many...youthful, old---it did not matter. They were rivals as decided by the Chekist council. If the daddy was bad in the eye of the council, so was the mommy, the daughter-in-law, the son-in-law.....and so on.

This family, like so many others were middle class. They came in there Sunday sundress. It was a last demonstrate of who they were. A last try to make it about real people. The guards no longer witnessed real people. He eyed a adorable had, glossy jewelry, some tights that would sight great on his niece should be be permitted to keep them.

They marched them forth, past the bods of the dead supersluts.....the youngest daughter-in-law looking in tyranny. Into the next apartment, it was time to give up all they had. One by one, at gunpoint, they were coerced to strip. All the clothes. All the jewelry. It all went into boxed for afterwards categorization.

Bare, the family was marched into the next apartment. Like the other apartment, it was dark. A single light illuminated their bare kinks. They were told to get on all fours and as they did they huddled together, even pleaded. The dad, attempting to convenience his dolls.

Eventually, they were told to straighten and as they did, the firing crew readied. The guard counted down. And the shots rang out.

The family all fell over in a ample flop. All were dead, but the youngest daughter-in-law was not. The guard, obviously frustrated by this even, ambled over, aimed and concluded her off with his pistol---shooting her in the forehead. Her bladder let out at her death.

Now begain the process of loading them up on the cart. One by one, they lined up the bods, ending with the youngest daughter-in-law on top. The cart was spinned away.

Afterwards, one of the guards came back. The figures were still on the cart. A fortunate break as normally they would have been loaded into the fatter bin for disposition. He picked up the lightest, youngest woman and took her off into another apartment where discarded garment would action as a pillow.

He set her down and proceeded to probe her youthful assets. No one would come now. He had slew of time. He caressed her all over and put her forearm on his pulsing manhood. Her cold mitt perceived so fine. He touched her mitt along his manstick, then determined to put his hard-on in her jaws. He boned her hatch for a while in different postures, then was prepped to penetrate her.

Her vagina was taut. It was clear to him that she had no practice before her death. He would be her very first. He found that thought titillating as he shoved his ginormous jizz-shotgun into her taut cooch. It got lighter and he plumbed the dead gal for a while, switching postures a duo time. When he was prepared, he shot his geyser on her. Then, cosily, she was laying on a tarp, so he dragged her away.