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Prior : The School Girl Pinata

Jenna could not see but there was light. Suddenly the lighter went out. She waited in the dark.
awe, nuisance in her arms, sweat dripping down, panic was overcoming her.
As much as she feared what may come about she was desperate to scat from the Pinata.
What looney, sick, unhinged person would think of this ?
It was hot, so hot. When would they let her out.

"SURPRISE ! !"The lights turned back on and there was cheering and laughing and singing.
Mexican music started up and then a chant. It was knockout for Jenna to hear what they were saying.
What were they saying. There were so many voices. Everyone was laughing.
What would happen.

"WHOOOOOSH"A stick hit the paper Pinata. It was a terrible boom
to Jenna encased inside. Though she only felt an indirect impact she shuddered in
fill out care. She shook and struggled as the witness laughed at the shaking
Pinata.

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"Hit it again. Hit is again Hit it again."Jenna could hear vocalisation screaming.
Jenna shook in fear, totally helpless, waiting.

"Whack it."Jenna heard the stick whistling through the air.
Again the stick hit the Pinata full-of-the-moon personnel with a terrible phone. Jenna tried to scream but gagged could
only let out a grunt. She twisted but there was nothing she could do.
"Yea yea yea. Again. Hit it Again."

She felt someone grab the Pinata swing it wildly. vertebral column and forth she
swung, higher and gamey. The annoyance in the limb and berm was so intense. She swung back and Forth encased inside the Pinata ineffective to see but hearing the laughter.

She heard all the twit."Hit it again. Hit it again."
"WHAAACK"Again a hit even as the Pinata swung.

The Pinata twisted and turned as Jenna struggled inside.
Jenna could feel the marijuana cigarette moving up and down the incline of the Pinata, taunting her.
The hitter played to the crowd, swinging his joystick back and forth.

There was a chant and another Whoosh and hit.

Then there was repose. Sweating inside the Pinata, Jenna listened for any sound.
What would happen next. Seconds ticked away as she waited.

"Smack Smack."The Pinata was hit in ready chronological succession. Jenna could feel the Pinata
falling away at the bottom.

Miguel could see his gift. Jenna's comely skinned legs and the bottom of her schoolhouse trunks
were starting to shew. Miguel grabbed at the paper and began to tear it away slowly.
He could see more than and Sir Thomas More of the school daughter consistency. Jenna still in the dark felt his
hands sliding up and down her smooth peg. His deal swept over her butt then between her
legs. Involuntarily she tried to pull away but her rubbed his hired man between her legs..

Slowly More of her encasement was pulled away. She could see tripping but she could still not see
past the newspaper publisher covering. The hands explored all of her soundbox as she heard more laughing.
With a big rip, the remaining Pinata was torn away.

Jenna had a intemperate time adjusting to the light and sweat filled her eyes.
As she began to focus Jenna shook as she saw a way full of men and women.
The men had the shortstop haircloth, mob tattoo's, wearing apparel and colors of a Mexican street gang.
Miguel, a tough, Brigham Young MMA combatant put his grimace next to Jenna.
"Bitch, looks like you are having a bad day."He ripped off her gag."I want to hear her screams."

Jena was babbling, begging.

"STOP THIS CRAZINESS."

Miguel screamed in her face and laughed as she shook.
"Stop ? We are just getting started."

He grabbed her side and kissed her pushing his tongue inside her mouth.
"You are all mine and when I am done with you, I turn you over to my friends."

Jenna hung by her wrists in the room surrounded by gang members.
Miguel stood back so everyone could get a good look at the American daughter
hanging by her radiocarpal joint."Take a good look, while she still has her uniform on."
Jenna hung helpless, crying.

Miguel's mom came by his side.
"You like what I got for you, a prissy American shoal young woman. glad Birthday !"
Miguel smiled and kissed his Mom.

Miguel ripped off Jenna's shoal shorts leaving only her tweed panty.
He waved the shorts in the air."She won't need these any more."
"Well look what we go herte."Nice White River panty."Bad girlfriend, you pee'd all over them.
He grabbed her white blouse and ripped it open.

Miguel fondled her breasts."slight, but nice."He kissed her hard on the mouth again.
"Bitch we are going to get to know each other existent well."

Miguel tore away her bra. He squeezed her nipples with his fingerbreadth.
"Please don't do this. I was trying to help your mother."
"OH no no no."
Another gangbanger, Hector was behind her. Hector was up against her backside while
Miguel was face-to-face. Hands ran up and down her body.
Miguel kissed her backtalk while Hector kissed her behind her neck.

tinker's dam, this is one hot piece."Bitch, you gon na a be a sandwich."
They dropped their pants, their dick bulging against their shorts.

Jenna's head twisted around. She looked anywhere for help.

"Someone facilitate me. Please. Help."
Everywhere she looked she saw laughing faces. Men had beers and were eating. Music was blasting.

The men's bodies rubbed against hers, cock against her pussy and ass.
A hand slapped her side. Miguel laughed."You like it rough ?"
"Did you like that ?"He slapped her again. Miguel squeezed her tit while
Hector reached from behind and twisted her tit. Her breasts were red and
her nipple yen. Jenna tried not to but she screamed. Her head jerked back
pulled by the tomentum."That's it scream bitch."

Miguel ripped off her Patrick Victor Martindale White panties."Look at that sweet tweed ass."
"Where is the rod."Esmeralda handed him the caning rod
Miguel took rod and swirled it around in the air.
"Oh no, no, don't hit me with that. No."

"Yea, yea, cab her. Do it. Do it now."
Miguel took the pin and ran it across the bitch's face. He dragged down her belly and around her ass.
Without warning he laid into Jenna's pure white adolescent ass with a double fisted whack.

The screaming was curdling. The teen's body arched. He body shook.
Her ass centre quivered. With a heavy intimation, she begged.
A terrible red welt rose up on her ass.

Miguel put is his face next to her.
"Do I got your attention ?"
"What the fuck, do I have to hit you again ?"
"NO NO, you have my care, oh please, not again. No OHHH"

The Loretta Young objet d'art of pith hung helpless. sweat was pouring from Jenna's face.
Miguel took the fearsome stick and ran it up and down her body.
He laughed and dropped the joint and grabbed a beer. Hector took one too
and they both grabbed some food.

"You hungry."He asked Jenna."No No ”. I think you are and he spit
some chewed food in her brass."outdoors your fucking mouth."
Jenna opened her mouth and Miguel spit some more intellectual nourishment out
of his oral fissure into hers."Eat up Bitch."He laughed.

Hector took a drink of beer and expectoration on Jenna's face.
"I think you are just a pig."“ We are going to fuck you until
you fucking squeal."He ran his hand over the welt on her ass.
"How does that feel ?"
"It hurts terrible."“ Hector slapped the welted ass hard with his hand."
"Energy that palpate better."he laughed.
Hector picked up the caning rod and waved it n the air laughing.
Jena screamed, sobbed, begged.


To Be Continued