Dasha Karloff was born and bred to do her mother Russia proud. She was a natural athlete and by the time she was sixteen she stood 5'11" with a muscled frame and looks that could kill. She only wanted to serve her people and her country and so she did the most natural thing, which was join her government's secret service. She'd been trained in the clandestine Red Room, a top secret spy and assassin school that turned ordinary people into killing machines. She graduated at the top of her class and was immediately placed on the most dangerous assignments.<br/><br/>Her current assignment was to track and assassinate a General Gregor Tarasov in her own countries military. He'd been accused of selling contraband to the west Germans for a tidy profit and that was unacceptable during the turbulent times of the cold war. Dasha watched through a pair of binoculars as her target arrived in a limousine at his hotel. She waited for him to gain entry to the room and then set to work. She stripped off her black tactical uniform , taking time to admire her large perfect breasts and hourglass frame in the mirror. She ran her hands down the length of her sides and gave herself a little slap on her plump ass before a wolf like grin appeared on her thick lips. "Time to go to work!" She said to herself.<br/><br/>She reached out and grabbed her specialized equipment she made for this specific job. During the observation portion of this mission, she'd found out that the military leader wasn't just into selling weapons to the enemy, he was also quite a kinky freak. She would use this character flaw against him. She'd bought a large strap-on dildo and hollowed out the interior of the rubber cock to make room for the internal barrel and firing pin of a .38 caliber handgun. She picked up the deadly dick and strapped it around her waist and thighs, taping the shlong down against her leg. Once her secret weapon was in place she picked up the sexy red silk lingerie and stepped into it, again taking time to admire herself in the mirror, she was quite sure there was no way he was going to be able to pass up this perfect piece of ass. She finished her disguise with a pair of red stilettos and  a blond wig which covered her short cut black hair and finally a black trench coat to cover the whole package up. She took a long ream of rope and placed it in the deep pocket of her trenchcoat and was ready to complete her mission<br/><br/>Dasha strode out into the cold winter day, crossing the ice street and entered the lobby of the ritzy hotel. She walked up to the reception desk and asked for a room on the 5th floor. Once she got the key she walked passed the group of armed guards stationed in the lobby, they were obviously Spetsnaz, but even with their highly effective training, she caught them giving catcalls as she entered the elevator. She gave a cute wink and blew a kiss as the doors closed.<br/><br/>The Elevator arrived on the 5th floor and Dasha stepped out, seeing three more of the specialized body guards standing outside of the General's room. She wasn't intimidated, she knew exactly how this was going to go down. She walked up the hallway, right passed the room she'd rented for herself and right up to the men standing outside the General's door, opening her trenchcoat so that the soldiers could have a look at her body dressed in the lingerie.  The guard eyed her up and down, his eyes stopping as he saw the 9 inch black rubber cock strapped to her leg.<br/><br/>"The hotel called my agency, they'd like to offer the General my services and they said he wanted a hooker with kinky tastes!" Dasha said, a seductive smile on her face.<br/><br/>"We have to search you for weapons." The guard said.<br/><br/>"Go ahead, the only weapon I've got is my big black cock!" She said and giggled, and the men laughed at the joke but the truth was she wasn't exactly lying. The Guard didn't really do much searching for weapons, instead he simply took his time and groped her. Squeezing her ass and breasts, she stood patiently and let him have his fun. Eventually he found the rope in her coat pocket.<br/><br/>"What's this for?" He asked.<br/><br/>"They said he liked bondage, and I like to be tied up!" She said with a coy wink.  Once they cleared her, they unlocked the door and ushered her inside.<br/><br/>"General Tarasov, sir.....The hotel would like to offer you this hooker sir" The guard said, a perverted smile on his face.<br/><br/>The General was sitting in a chair watching the television while smoking a large cigar, he turned and regarded the prostitute but only briefly, Dasha opened her coat again and showed off her magnificent body. "Ves that will do just fine, you may leave Captain. " He grumbled and went back to watching the news.<br/><br/>Once the soldier left and the door locked behind him, General Tarasov reached down and unzipped his trousers. "I was not expecting you, so I will need a bit of care, comrade....come over her and get me hard!" He commanded while puffing on the cigar.<br/><br/>Dasha didn't hesitate she strode over and knelt down in front of her target, he pushed her head down so that he could watch the TV while she worked. Dasha reached into his pants and pulled out the man's tiny flaccid penis and began to kiss the tip. "Quit fucking around, suck it hard!" The burly fat man commanded. "Yes sir!" She answered and let her mouth swallow it down. The Red Room hadn't taught her this technique, it was something she'd trained herself in and she was quite masterful at it. Dasha gobbled him up, sucking and playfully biting the head of his little dick until it began to twitch and grow in size. Soon he was standing full mass and Dasha started deep throating him.<br/><br/>The General groaned with pleasure, his posture straightening in the comfy chair as the hooker worked her magic on his cock. His free hand reached down and pinched her nipple hard. She had to admit, although the man wasn't very attractive, she was still starting to get wet and the crotch of her red lingerie started to dampen. When the General's balls began to tighten she, knew she'd better lay off or the man would blow his load and be done with her before she could have her way. She pulled her head up and looked up into the General's eyes. "I would like to tie you up and fuck you with my cock General, how does that sound?" She asked, biting her lip.<br/><br/>"Yes, that sounds fine!" He said and extinguished his cigar in the ashtray. Standing up before Dasha had a chance to move out of his way, his dick poked her in the cheek.<br/><br/>He stood and walked over to the bed, but Dasha corrected him, "No no comrade, I would like to use the radiator." She said and pointed toward the metal appliance mounted to the wall next to the window. "Ohhh, you like it hot, you little hell cat!" The General giggled, but complied. Dasha took the rope out of her coat's pocket and tied one of the man's hand's to the hot radiator, then the other, but there was a lot of rope left over. She worked up all the spit in her mouth and spat onto the head of the strap on for lube.<br/><br/>The General had no idea about the surprise he was about to get, She pulled at his belt and his pants fell to his knees, while he was giggling like a school boy. "Are you ready to get fucked?" She asked and then plowed the giant black cock into his ass. He groaned but didn't scream and she let him have a few pumps before reaching down and pulling the trigger mechanism in the plastic ball sack. All at once the fat General seized up as the bullet ripped through his innards and blew a hole out through his forehead, the sound was muffled because it was inside of him when it went off, but when the bullet came out of his face it shattered the window.<br/><br/>The door handle to the room giggled once and then a loud thud slammed into it as the guards outside tried to break their way in. "GENERAL? GENERAL IS EVERYTHING OK IN THERE?" They screamed as they set to smashing the door down. Dasha was ready and picked up the excess of rope left over. When the armed men smashed through the door she yelled " Das Vadanya Mutherfuckers!" and then leapt out of the window as they opened fire with AK47's, but it was too late, the deadly hooker was gone.