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From Russia, With Love...Part 2	By : Number9Dream Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Vladimir Kozlov personally and I am not making any money off of this story. It is a work of fiction.

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After she had called Jeanine from inside her car, Renae walked gingerly into her house and closed her door as quietly as humanly possible. She didn’t want to wake the sleeping bear in the bedroom. Slowly she approached the door, afraid of what would happen, and found Vladimir passed out on the bed. A bottle of vodka was on the floor and the clear liquid was spilled all over the blue carpet. She walked to kitchen, got a paper towel, and cleaned it up. She then sprayed some cleaning fluid on it to hopefully take away the smell. It burned inside her nose. She hated alcohol. She hated what it did to him, and what it did to her when she drank it. She took off her clothes and put back on her Star Wars pyjamas and her red Washington, D.C. sweatshirt. She pulled her hair back into a high ponytail and crawled into bed, careful not to shake the mattress at all. She gently touched his chest and kissed him on the cheek.
He awoke with a start and turned to her.
“My baby…you have come to me…I thought you would never come back…I thought you have gone forever from me…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” He was still wasted.
“Vladimir, go back to sleep. We can talk in the morning.”
“No, we talk now. I need to touch you. I need to see you. I missed you.” He ran his hand over her cheek and stared into her eyes.
“Vladimir, you can’t think straight now.”
“I don’t need think; I just need my Renae.” He wrapped her in a tight embrace.
“Go to bed.”
“I think I want to have you…oh yes, I need you now…” She hadn’t even stimulated him in any way, but he revealed an intense, raging erection to her.
“Okay, this is not the right time, and you know I am uncomfortable having sex with you with the baby inside me.” She didn’t know why she bothered to reason with a drunk.
“You will surrender to me. You are my wife.” She managed to slip out of his arms and run as quickly as she could into the kitchen and she hid under the table. He ran after her. He was, by this time, fully nude. He searched for a few minutes, his erection still raging, and he soon found her. He dragged her out from under the table, first by her arm, but then by her hair, and pushed her to the floor.
“Stop…stop!” She kicked him, hard, in the calf, and got up to run from him again.
“Come back! Get the fuck back here!” She didn’t know where to run, so she grabbed her keys. She thought to go back to Jeanine’s. Jeanine was always awake during the night. However, before she could get to the door, he caught up with her and trapped her in his arms.
“Please, please be reasonable.”
“You be reasonable…let me have you…I won’t do you no harm. I love you. I won’t never hurt you.” She thought it was ironic; his double negative. It implied that he would hurt her, even if he didn’t mean it that way.
“You’ve already hurt me.”
“I will fuck you hard…I need your pussy…just let me inside you…”
“NO!” She slapped his face as hard as she could. Her jaw dropped as his expression changed from one of lust quickly to one of pure anger and he pulled his hand back and slapped her ten times harder than she had slapped him.
“You don’t have no choice! Now stop your talking and get back to our room or I will just take you here!” She ran back to their room and locked the door. He banged on it, hard. She was afraid he’d break down the door.
“Let me in…let me in…please, baby, let me in…”
“Not until the morning.”
“I will have you…” The banging stopped. She heard him leave, dig around the drawer where they kept miscellaneous items, and return. The lock on the door turned and he opened it. Fire burned in his eyes. He approached the bed, threw off the covers, and laid down on top of her.
“Stop, stop.”
“You stop teasing me.” He pulled her pants away without bothering to remove her shirt. He fucked her dry that night. His thrusts were deep and hard and she had never felt so much pain in her life. His thick cock nearly tore apart her tiny pussy, and he paid no attention to her cries. Eventually, he pulled out, and he passed out on top of her. She felt as if he would crush her, but she could not push him off.
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From Russia, With Love...Part 2