STORY DESCRIPTION I was a senior official in an insurance company; we had decided to open a new branch in the Far East. I was due a vacation, and I was asked to check out an area for the new branch, extending my vacation.
Who would have thought that helping a female in distress, her car belching steam from under the bonnet, would lead to action by the American and British secret service getting involved.
I stopped to assist a female in uniform stood by the road side in a terrorist area, with her car overheating. Three more females came from behind a bush. It was a tight squeeze in my rented economy car, they were not small females, but they squeezed in.
My mistake was recognizing their prisoner as a reporter from America, who had reported on a corrupt government, now I was to join her. The reporter had disappeared, and now I was about to.
There were 400 female political prisoners, and me, with about 100 hundred serious criminals, to legitimize the prison.
Initially I was worried that my cock would be worn to a frazzle until the governor took a liking to me and my abilities in the bedroom, first I had to be made to obey her, and that hurt.
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