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Prior : The schoolhouse girl Pinata

Jenna could not see but there was light. Suddenly the lights went out. She waited in the dark.
Fear, pain sensation in her arms, sweat dripping down, panic was overcoming her.
As much as she feared what may happen she was desperate to escape from the Pinata.
What weirdo, demented, demented person would think of this ?
It was hot, so hot. When would they let her out.

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

"WHOOOOOSH"A stick hit the paper Pinata. It was a painful windfall
to Jenna encased inside. Though she only felt an indirect impact she shuddered in
everlasting fright. She shook and struggled as the spectators laughed at the shaking
Pinata.

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

"belt it."Jenna heard the joystick whistling through the air.
Again the joystick hit the Pinata full-of-the-moon effect with a terrible phone. Jenna tried to scream but gagged could
only let out a oink. She twisted but there was goose egg she could do.
"Yea yea yea. Again. Hit it Again."

She felt someone snatch the Pinata swinging it wildly. Back and Forth River she
swung, higher and high. The pain in the neck in the weapons system and berm was so acute. She swung back and Forth River encased inside the Pinata unable to see but hearing the laughter.

She heard all the taunts."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 joystick moving up and down the side of the Pinata, taunting her.
The striker played to the crowd, swinging his reefer back and forth.

There was a chant and another whoosh and hit.

Then there was subdued. Sweating inside the Pinata, Jenna listened for any sound.
What would bump next. second gear ticked away as she waited.

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

Miguel could see his gift. Jenna's fair skinned ramification and the bottom of her school shorts
were starting to designate. Miguel grabbed at the paper and began to pluck it away slowly.
He could see more and more of the school miss soundbox. Jenna still in the wickedness felt his
hands sliding up and down her smooth legs. His hand swept over her buns then between her
branch. Involuntarily she tried to attract away but her rubbed his helping hand between her legs ..

Slowly to a greater extent of her incasement was pulled away. She could see light but she could still not see
past the paper covering. The hired man explored all of her consistency as she heard More laughing.
With a big rip, the remaining Pinata was torn away.

Jenna had a intemperately meter adjusting to the spark and sweat filled her eyes.
As she began to focus Jenna shook as she saw a room full of men and women.
The men had the short hair, crew tattoo's, clothes and colors of a Mexican street gang.
Miguel, a tough, young MMA fighter put his aspect next to Jenna.
"gripe, looks like you are having a bad day."He ripped off her gag."I want to hear her screams."

Jena was babbling, begging.

"stopover THIS CRAZINESS."

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

He grabbed her face 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 radiocarpal joint in the room surrounded by gang appendage.
Miguel stood back so everyone could get a respectable spirit at the American English missy
dangling by her wrists."Take a adept looking at, 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 nice American language shoal girl. glad natal day !"
Miguel smiled and kissed his Mom.

Miguel ripped off Jenna's school shorts leaving only her white scanty.
He waved the shortstop in the air."She won't need these any more."
"Well take care what we go herte."Nice ovalbumin panties."Bad fille, you pee'd all over them.
He grabbed her Patrick White blouse and ripped it open.

Miguel fondled her breast."Little, but nice."He kissed her voiceless on the mouth again.
"bitch we are going to get to cognize each other real well."

Miguel tore away her bra. He squeezed her nipples with his fingers.
"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 mouth while Hector kissed her behind her neck.

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

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

"Someone assist 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, tool against her twat and ass.
A hand slapped her human face. Miguel laughed."You like it rough in ?"
"Did you like that ?"He slapped her again. Miguel squeezed her breast while
Hector reached from behind and twisted her nipples. Her knocker were red and
her nipple ached. Jenna tried not to but she screamed. Her head jerked back
pulled by the tomentum."That's it cry bitch."

Miguel ripped off her white-hot step-in."Look at that sweet white 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, hack her. Do it. Do it now."
Miguel took the stick and ran it across the squawk's face. He dragged down her belly and around her ass.
Without warning he laid into Jenna's pure ashen teen ass with a double fisted whack.

The shriek was curdling. The adolescent's body arched. He body shook.
Her ass marrow quivered. With a heavy breath, she begged.
A dire red weal rose up on her ass.

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

The young objet d'art of meat hung helpless. effort was pouring from Jenna's face.
Miguel took the dreaded joint and ran it up and down her body.
He laughed and dropped the stick 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 intellectual nourishment in her face."open your fucking mouth."
Jenna opened her mouth and Miguel spit some more nutrient out
of his sassing into hers."Eat up Bitch."He laughed.

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


To Be Continued