An Assassin's Life In Spain Part: 2

(All Characters Are 18+) #Non-Sexual Violence

Diego, Mateo, and Pedro sat in position outside the unlit safe house. They had followed the couple, Karl and Carmen, all the way from Valencia to this random rundown farmhouse. The three men sat outside waiting for the perfect moment to strike, but letting their horny curiosity get the better of them as they listened to the two inside having sex. Their mission was to kill them both, no capture, and they had wasted the best time to do it. They should have broken in during the sex, but they waited till after. The order to move in was given and they converged on the front door of the home. The dark of night concealing them, the only light was the streetlight by the road leaving them hidden in shadow. The first man, Mateo reached for the door knob and turned it but stopped when it was locked. He grabbed rifle, the standard issue CETME Model L rifle, and raised it at the lock. The suppressor he had attached made the rifle quieter than normal, but still very loud when he fired it blowing out the lock on the door.

Carmen lay on top of her new lover Karl naked with her beautiful Spanish pussy leaking the massive load of cum that had been deposited inside it. Just 12 hours ago Karl was trying to kill Carmen on orders from her husband, but now the two were on the run from not just him, but from the police as well. As they laid together cuddling in the sweat and cum of their sexual relations, they heard the gunshot from downstairs as the three men that had been tracking them broke inside. They both got up quickly and silently, each grabbing their pistols and moving to the top of the stairs to ambush the intruders. As the men cleared the bottom floor they moved up the stairs, funneled in the tight space Karl turned on the blinding light underneath his pistol and shot the first man Mateo in the head. His head whipped back as the blood splatter hit Diego and Pedro in their eyes. Mateo's body dropped instantly as Carmen fired on the second man and Karl on the third. In less than five seconds the gunfight was over, three men lay dead on the stairs. Killed by a man and a woman who were still completely naked.

"We need to leave, now." Karl ordered.

"This was the only safe house my husband didn't know about. Where else can we go?" Carmen asked back.

"Grab your things, we're going on a trip..." Karl replied.

Their peaceful night of loving sex ruined, the pair got dressed and gathered their supplies, loading up in the other car that Carmen had parked here to avoid the trackers that may have been placed on their first car. The two drove off, quietly into the night heading south across Spain all the way to Gibraltar, boarding a ferry and crossing the straight into Morocco. The two sat in the car onboard the ferry, cuddling each other as Carmen closed her eyes to sleep while Karl stayed awake on watch. She seemed completely undisturbed by the fact she never got to clean her pussy out after they had sex, and was still sitting in cum soaked panties even now.

His plan was to hide out in an old apartment he bought under a false name in Marrakesh. They could come up with a plan from there but at least they wouldn't be on the run. Hopefully. The two drove through the Moroccan desert during the night, and arrived at Marrakesh in the early morning hours. Carmen had been asleep on Karl's shoulder throughout the drive and he carried her upstairs to his apartment like she was his new bride. They spent the next two days sleeping and planning. Karl's plan was for the two to travel to Casablanca then get on a boat to Brazil or Argentina and live together as any other married couple in South America. A German man and a Spanish woman like them wouldn't be out of place in many villages in Argentina. But Carmen disagreed.

She was adamant that they go after her husband first. They needed to take out him, and his men, otherwise they'll keep trafficking children unopposed. She told Karl about how when she was a child, her older sister Maria was taken off the street by men wearing masks, and she wasn't found for nine years. By then she had been raped countless times and suffered from withdrawal symptoms from the heroin she had been injected with to keep her under control. She explained how the only reason she was found is because she tried to escape and the men holding her shot her and left her for dead, but someone found her body and brought her to a hospital. Carmen said her sister was so innocent and beautiful but when she returned she looked malnourished, covered in tattoos, and like the ugly people you see out on the street. She would've been a beautiful wife and mother, but instead became a prostitute.

"Where is she now? Is she better now?" Karl asked.

"She lives in a convent with the nuns. They take care of her but she's still going through a lot. So when I found out my husband was running a trafficking ring like the men who stole my sister, I wanted him dead." Carmen said.

"Shit. Well, I understand your desire, but we're not in a place to take on a fight like that right now. We can still expose him with the information you have already from somewhere safe. Let the police take care of him. Guys like him don't last very long in prison..." Karl replied.

"You say you understand, but you don't. I'm not gonna just sit behind a computer and hope the police do their job. I'm going to kill him. You can help, or leave, but it's going to happen." Carmen said getting upset.

"I'm not saying you can't do that. I'm saying we need to give it some time for things to cool off first. This asshole tried to kill me too so I'm not going to back down either." Karl replied.

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"Were are they now?" Carmen's husband Fernando asked.

"Morocco, in Marrakesh." a man replied.

"Are they trying to run away or have they stopped?" Fernando asked.

"They've been inside for three days now. Looks like they want to wait us out." the man replied.

"That bitch killed three of our men. Then showed their faces to us on camera getting on that ferry. Send a tip to the local police that they have two murderers hiding and let them take care of them." Fernando said.

"Yes sir..." the man replied.

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Carmen and Karl had been hiding in the apartment for days. The TV and radio would cut out at random, and they could only focus on their plans for so long. When Carmen was bent over the table they had been using to lay all their info and their maps out on, Karl came up behind her and pressed himself against her body. They had only had sex once in the short time they've been together, but Carmen knew that the planning was over for today. As she felt Karl press against her, she started to wiggle her ass against his hips. She no longer cared if she was technically "cheating", after all, she was trying to kill her husband before he killed her. Karl was pent up, a mix of the adrenaline from this weeks events, coupled with him living in this tiny apartment with a Spanish beauty for so long.

He ripped the thin white button up blouse she had on wide open, making her softy round titties to flop open freely. His hands were on them immediately, kissing her neck and dry humping her from behind. The jeans she had on were the next thing to come off. He pulled her panties off with them and got to business fast. He had his face buried in her holes from behind, sucking and licking her pussy and her asshole back and forth like a starving man being given food. The passionate slutty moans as Carmen was on the receiving end of this oral treatment could be heard throughout the building. The two had been sweating in the hot desert heat, making her pussy taste so much better to Karl, who loved when women were dirty before sex. The musk of her sweet little pussy made him go feral as his tongue penetrated her holes deeper than her husband's cock ever did.

"Jesus! Jesus, fuck!" Carmen moaned out as she orgasmed on Karl's mouth.

Karl's dick was so hard and sweaty for Carmen's pussy that he just stood up and rammed it inside her all the way. This highly trained Spanish spy was being fucked from behind like a pathetic bitch, but she was so in love that she was backing up into his cock with every thrust, the clap of her juicy ass hitting his hips echoed throughout the room. He was using her tits as handles as he fucked her over the table, until he moved her to the couch nearby and started fucking her juicy cunt off the edge. They were fucking as passionately as they were the first time. With her moving on top to ride his cock as he sat on the couch. As they fucked, the cum in Karl's balls was ready to flow, building pressure to explode inside this tight Spanish pussy. As she continued to bounce on his cock, she begged for his cum.

"I can't fucking hold it anymore! I'm fucking cumming!" Karl whispered in her ear as he held her thick ass down tight, forcing her to take the load deeper in her pussy.

As he ejaculated deep inside, the door burst open. Unexpected and unprepared, the local police ran inside and pointed their guns at the naked couple. Unable to fight their way out of this one, they raised their hands up and surrendered. The cops grabbed Carmen and handcuffed her, dragging her out of the apartment without any clothing on. The two cops still watching Karl were about a foot and a half shorter and probably 100 lbs. lighter. Even naked, he decided it was now or never. In a split second, he grabbed the first cops gun, and pulled it past him. As the officer instinctively pulled the trigger, Karl had already pointed his gun at the second officer. He fell over from the bullet hitting him at such close range as Karl fought the gun from the first officer before shooting him as well. With both cops dead, he quickly put his pants back on and grabbed his shoes. Running outside, chasing the sounds of Carmen screaming as she was stuffed in the back of the cop car still naked, Karl ran out and fired at the front of the car as it sped away.

He ran to the car the two had drove here in and chased after right away. He followed them all the way back to the police station, watching from afar as Carmen was brutally dragged into the building by the corrupt police who were clearly intending on raping the poor girl. Karl had to do something. He wasn't about to let Carmen go through the same fate as her sister Maria. He grabbed his bag from the backseat. Inside he had the rifles of those three men that had attacked them back in Spain, plus his pistol. He grabbed the rifle and all the spare mags, along with his pistol and walked towards the entrance of the station. He knew this would be loud, and wasn't a very good plan, but he knew that getting Carmen out would draw the attention of all the cops sooner or later.

He walked through the door and scanned inside in the seconds before the action started. He counted five cops, he raised his rifle and opened fire. With his speed, he killed four before the fifth even knew what was happening. He had taken the suppressed rifle with him which aided in not making everyone in the building know right away, but that didn't last very long as the other cops caught on and returned fire with their AK-74 style rifles. He battled them through the halls, but his training was better than theirs was, and he had the advantage with his ambush.

Carmen was being held in an empty cell with three officers. They still never bothered to give her any clothing to cover herself up with. As the poor girl was held inside, chained by the wrists to the cell bars and bent over the metal folding chair, the men were arguing over which one got to rape her first. All four inside the cell could hear the gunfire from outside, but none of the cops seemed to care. As the shots grew closer, the first man put his cock in Carmen's asshole. He began to fuck her, to rape her ass, slowly but building speed. As far as Carmen knew, Karl was dead already and the gunfire was just gangs in the street. She resigned herself to a life of getting raped over and over in jail.

As the pale skinned Christian Spanish girl was just about to orgasm against her will from the brown skinned Muslim police officer, Karl burst through the door and fired three quick shots into each of the rapists heads. He ran over and found the keys on one of the dead officers and unlocked the cell, then her handcuffs. He caught Carmen in his arms as she hugged him tight, crying from the experience of the last few minutes. Everything had happened so quickly. Carmen feeling just a glimpse of her older sister's life for nine years. She felt even worse that it happened when she was just a little girl and not a grown woman like her. Karl wrapped her up in a blanket from the cell bed and carried her out to the car. The two hurried away, the other police in the city were going to reach the station any moment now.

The two sped away into the labyrinth of tight and twisting city streets. They were no closer to completing their plan, and Carmen wondered if she should just run away with Karl. But as she sat their replaying that officers cock penetrating her ass, she thought of her precious sister, and told herself she needed to keep going. Over the next three weeks, her and Karl would make their way back to Europe, but when she thought they were finally clear and ready, she had a strange feeling in her stomach. On a hunch, she went to the bathroom in the hotel they were staying in and took a test. To her surprise, she looked down and saw a [+]. Would she still have the will, knowing now she was pregnant? Would Karl try to stop her knowing she was carrying his baby in her womb?