Lisa the poor trivial kidnapped Girl Scout stood on the bemire trading floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arms behind her back. Her Danton True Young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. percentage of her lookout uniform tattered and stained still adhere to her but she was naked from the waist down.
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The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her backtalk or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her commencement fuck.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first orgasm. Now she waited, helpless at the sum up mercy of her captors. Her psyche raced.
What would they do next ? What would happen ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they have sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than anything her shoulders ached. Every drift pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal areas ached from the rough piece of tail. She suffered bruises and undercut, not serious but all terrible. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by strong drink and pot and of course, the sight of the helpless
piece of Edward D. White meat strung up before their eyes. There was a tug lust. A lust to sleep with this Andrew Dickson White girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of luxuria, hatred, desire.

Whirling through all the men were persuasion of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. shtup a young white Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

Grady had been first and he was all grin. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum good motherfucker, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feeling so practiced.
He relived the minute talkin how skilful she was, how skillful it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be adjacent. An old strapping black man his expression showed the
the hard life of his many years. His fount was pock marked and his hands rasping and calloused from
long time of knockout work.

Lisa could feel his paw on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused finger probed her. His finger pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could feel his nails and his raspy skin. The she could sense two finger and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

His fingers twisted turn and round. Then he fucked her with his three finger brutally penetrating
her. In and out his digit moved, stopping only to stroke her clit. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sweet puss, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his hand, smeared his fingers on her face and then cleave his fingers in Lisa's backtalk.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no option but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussycat juice from his hand.

Now fille, I got something special for you. I am Bubba and they call me the tool man because
I got all kinds of peter. This hear is a power basic gun. I got an transcriber on it an it has a clip
of basic they use for pallets, extra longs the cry them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you weirdo. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple into an nearby board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be succeeding. NO NO You are Crazy.

thumping ! Lisa hit the ground when the cable holding her up in the air released.
egg laying on the ground she felt the minute relief on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. cry. Please no more.
She tried to cringe away. A pitiable useless attempt to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked bitch was at their mercy.

Where u going twat ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba drag over a wooden saw horse.
No NO

Arms grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw buck. The held her articulatio talocruralis and tied them to the branch on one side. Her legs were spread along the incline of the stage of the horse.
Sweet. Fuck look at dat turd. gear up fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her eye, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrist joint were tied to the saw sawbuck legs
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top display board, her breasts spread on either side.
The crowd watched in anticipation as the dick man took up stance behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the prick bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat tool man some mingy shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The might stapler Bubba had could shoot staple fiber a honorable distance. Bubba took up a fleck
about a animal foot from the little bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a staple fibre and missed on function but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staple fiber lodged in the gripe ass. humble blood line trails and low bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple fibre dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass gist twitched, muscularity's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A tenuous sound and she jumped.

Looked at ass leap Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass meat quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The raw material were lodged deeply.
commodity bite to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more raw material slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to shoot again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it staple dat ass, Dats it.
Please no more. Lisa was trembling crying begging him to stop.
BAM BAMBAM rapid fire.
While she was still trembling Bubba was inside her. He grabbed her ass with
His big rough hands pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

digital audiotape I MAN. WORK IT work IT
nookie her hard man. Fuck dat white diddly-shit man.



To Be Continued