The hand truck pulled into the yard and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The number one wood, Denny had been working for the troupe almost 15 year. He was in his recent 1940s, but had the look of a man who was about ten years younger than he actually was. Denny, although a driver with a bit of an mental attitude problem when it came to management, was one of the better workers that the company had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his ways when it came to working and a bit OCD about the order of how he did his casual job. But he did his job with pride and to the intimately of his ability and the results were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a foresightful leash by management.

About a year ago, the fellowship had hired some new driver. Among those new workers was a Young red haired daughter named Mara. She was in her early XX, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore loose clothing to work, a party shirt and the standard company boxershorts, but the way it draped her frame was a cute mass to nearly of the men who were favorable to gaze upon her sweetheart. Many tenacious looks were taken and filed away by the guy who worked beside her.

Like well-nigh redheaded women, Mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was soft spoken but had a smile that would unthaw even the crustiest of driver, and she was well liked by her compeer. Still though, there was a intimation of wickedness behind those beautiful light green eyes, an evil that was stoked from time to time and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient. Denny was smitten at the first sight of her.

A man twenty years Dolichotis patagonum's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's fondness, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a simple inglorious man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Mara had struck up a pretty soundly friendly relationship. They talked about the job and the day by day donkeywork of it all and Denny offered Mara the wiseness of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran would be privy to. He mentored his young pretty friend in the nuance and the protocols on how to wreak with efficiency, and revealed the shortcuts he knew to help her make her workday soft. Denny also would appear on her daily routes from fourth dimension to time bringing her coffee bean or water system, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Mara in the yr that he knew her, and it was sack up to everyone that he was infatuated with her. Every prison term he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would hold a look of thankfulness and it would fill the void in Denny even though he knew deep down that a romantic human relationship with his friend was impossible and never going to take place. It made him find good ; kind of like he was a father fig to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second prize for him. He relegated his feeling to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one hebdomad Denny took a vacation. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's holiday, the company had hired some more drivers, and a device driver who was the same age as mara a Spanish people kid named Franco had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few meter and had become kind of an point. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would own been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a steady beau. In fact, Mara was acting very mean to Denny. Since returning from vacation Mara treated Denny like dirt and it broke his philia. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty young white miss apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Dolichotis patagonum was variety and now he was getting the brush off.

One day on the dock, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his miserableness when one of the other Negroid guys who worked there, Terry sat down beside him.

Terry :"tinker's damn Denny, you can't let all that shit eat you up inside, man ! Not over some Ho !"

Denny :"I know. It just hurts so a great deal. I mean I know I never had a prospect with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at least were friend. Now I hear she talks shit about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too a great deal Terry."

Dame Ellen Terry :"Hey man ! Fuck that bitch ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an estimation. Did she hurt you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you signify ?"

Terry :"result my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Dame Ellen Terry :"Ok here, take this circuit card. You figure out a way to get that gripe to go to this computer address and I promise you, things are gon na transfer for the better. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or nada, but when you see her again she won't be a fucking snatch anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the placard. terry cloth patted him on the back and left. The poster read : The manufactory, 34 Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clue what was at that destination, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the simply way to barricade the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the break room. Two board from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was patent that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not look in their centering. It was at that point that Denny thought up a architectural plan of how to get Dolichotis patagonum to go to the address on the business menu that Dame Ellen Terry had given him. mara and Francisco Franco liked to haunt society after workplace. But that night Francisco Franco had agreed to work a few hours overtime so going to a club would be off for that Night. Denny thought quick and devised a plan. He got up from his lunch mesa and went to the authority to retrieve some theme and a pen. He then wrote a letter to Mara…from Franco :

Mara

Only had to do work 1-hour extra time instead of 3.

My buddy called me and told me about this new place.

Meet me there tonight. It's Called The Factory.

I'll see you soon baby.

-Franco

Denny got an envelope and put the letter in it along with the posting with the address on it that terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and Franco to return to their truck to pass to their routes. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope in mara's locker. Denny then went back to his own route.

At the end of the day, Denny watched mara from afar as she opened ‘ El Caudillo's'alphabetic character. A smile appeared on her face and she quickly got her thing and punched out and drove home plate. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in storage for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Dolichotis patagonum had decided to coiffure herself provocatively for her ‘ date'at the new ball club with her boyfriend. She put together a dark bluing skirt and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a span of four-inch heel. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to brain to the name and address on the card. The mill, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten minutes later, Mara arrived at 34 Sir Rex Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a club. There weren't any neon polarity or anything, and the parking lot looked only about half full. mara deduced that it must make been an exclusive guild and it was still early and that the grave company wouldn't begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her make-up and then grabbed her pocketbook and headed for the door of the building. When she opened the threshold she found a darkened hall with a great black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Mara :"Excuse me…is this a plaza called The manufacturing plant ?"

Man :"shucks girl it certain is ! What can I do you for ?"

Dolichotis patagonum :"well, my young man told me to run into him here. He told me it was a dance club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. submit a seat child. The club isn't heart-to-heart yet, but would you like some refreshment ? I can order you a beverage and have it sent here."

Mara :"for certain ! I'll have a Long Island Iced Tea, if it's not too a good deal trouble."

The bootleg man pressed a clit on the phone on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and take it a code number 7."

Mara :"What's a code phone number 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two minutes later, another black man came thru the door with Mara's drink club and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

mara :"Oh, this is trade good ! It tastes a piffling secure but ..."

With that Mara's words trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her drink was definitely spiked with something that made her recede her consciousness.

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A few hours later, Mara began to slowly fire up up. Everything was fuzzy and her principal hurt. She looked around the room but she couldn't figure out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to come to some fruition one by one. starting time off, she realized that she was barren defenseless. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird plastic chair, her pegleg and her hands were tied down. It also was authorize that her stage were strapped eminent than her nous in what felt like gynecological stirrups. As mara awakened further she realized that her mouth was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and grueling. Her ass had never felt that full before. As she looked around the elbow room it was at that point she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the room with his arms folded and watching her was a large Joseph Black man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and muscular and was wearing black jeans and a Negroid t-shirt.

Man :"well Mara, you're finally awake. Look at you, you have no fucking mind where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his arms and stood up and walked over to her. A weird grin appeared over his face.

Man :"Girl you done fucked up ! You pissed some asshole off pretty bad because, no one knows about this property ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking penance for some crap that you did to some mother fucker !"

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no clue what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her swain had told her to meet him and as far as she knew, he wasn't overthrow with her at all. But still, where was she ? How did she get there in that way ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her asshole ? All of these questions would soon become light up to Mara as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her legs up richly in front of a huge strang black man.

Man :"bitch don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your biography like you were some kinda pansy shit ! Well tonight, you find out that you ain't all that ! See, tonight…. tonight you gon na get got ! But listen ; whatever happens tonight…you best reckoning your lucky stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and freeing program. That's the orders. See, there's been white Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professional person, but that's not what's in store for you. But that's okay, your minuscule snowy ass will yearn for More after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Mara took all of his words in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her heart started to thump a petty faster but the one thing that registered from everything he had just told her was that she was being released after some clip so she felt secure in the fact that she wasn't going to be harmed. The man continued.

Man :"Bitch, you see that door ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the prominent fucking that you eva had in you're seraphic Polly pure scratch life. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for Sir Thomas More !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a black gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her short liveliness she had never been involved with group sex before. She had dated a black man in high school but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few workweek because he had died in a car stroke shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a professorship in a strange place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. Mara had never seen a black cock before but she had heard all of the hearsay about them. Her heart started to beat degraded again at the thought of being fucked by a bunch of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her legs and tugged and pulled out the physical object that was stuck deep up in her dickhead. It made a popping noise and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to show her.

Man :"Yup ! This horseshit is a eight-inch inglorious dildo and it was balls thick in your prick. depend at that magnificent orotund dick ! I bet you can't believe this immense thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this mother fucker is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's time for the fuckings to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the grown Joseph Black men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their colossus black cock swinging between their legs. Wow, Mara thought, those things look huge. A eldritch thrill started to come over her body again and her pussy was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to encounter to it regardless of what her psyche was thinking.

A loud campana rang and startled Mara for a 2d. With that, one of the sinister men walked between her high and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his paw pumping his cock to erecting. It was huge. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any white turncock she had ever seen. He then stuck a digit into mara's vagina.

blackness Man :"Hey man…this bitch is soaked !"

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the top dog of his large monster against her slit lips. Mara's back arched and a visible flavor of pain in the neck came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with with child and longer strokes. Dolichotis patagonum's cunt was being filled and opened to a capacity that no cock in her past times had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone set pole.

After about two minutes, the man pulled himself out and another big Negro man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The second man gained admission to her box with better ease than the first did, and mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the second man got himself into a beat and pumped in and out with Thomas More vigor. Mara had her first sexual climax of the dark during this and it was the most intense one that she had ever experienced. Another two second had passed, and another man took his turn. This went on for the next 3 minute, each of the twelve men taking turns, one after the other, fucking this cute little Melanerpes erythrocephalus's pussy. Mara was having coming after orgasm and she was becoming a sticky mess from all the come these giants were shooting deep into her pussy, and onto her alabaster white stomach.

When 3 60 minutes had come the loud Melville Bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the door. Mara sat in her especial chair trying to find her senses. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in computer storage for her next. Her master captor returned to the room.

Man :"Well bitch, that pussy is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's good ! But we gon na give that pussy of yours a rest for a spell. See, it's time to see how much black tool you can bury. But you listen to me carefully because there are some rules. I'm gon na untie you from that chair and I'm gon na remove that gag. Then we gon na go down to a exceptional room that is specially made for dick sucking. That's right bitch, a aura hole way. Once I put you in there, you will suck each and every dick that is pushed through the muddle. You will not bite, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will eat up every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one driblet. Any misdemeanour of these rules and you will have to suck all those pecker anyways but it will be more cruel and you will be put in the pedigree during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

Mara nodded in affirmation as the man began to eject her from the electric chair. He then removed the gag from her mouth and then handed her a bottle of water. Mara quenched her thirst and then followed the man out the doorway. She followed him down a badly lit corridor that had respective doorway connected to it. From behind the closed doorway she could pick up moans and racket, and sounds of intimate pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only char going through this Wyrd experience.

At one point on their journey, the man opened an occupied doorway and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. interior, a unretentive big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those medieval wooden neckcloth, with her feet, her custody and her head securely locked in. bare contraband men surrounded her and she was being force fed a long inglorious cock deep into her rima oris. The men were very rough with her pulling her hair and slapping her brass. It was a atrocious mass and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her archetype capturer then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's ramification were a bit wobbly from being tied in the hot seat for so long. She guzzled some more H2O trying to net her dry lip from the gag and struggled some more to keep her symmetry while she followed her capturer. The man then stopped and opened a slight white colored door. The room interior was little and looked like a small closet. It had a chair in the center of it and it was turned towards the back wall of the elbow room. On the spinal column paries there was one large gob about seated head stratum in the wall.

Man :"Ok beef, read a seat and get make. When the Bell rings, every cock that comes through that hole you suck it until it cums. This diddly-squat ain't over until the Alexander Melville Bell rings again, so I suggest you keep yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na sop up them all anyway so do yourself a favor and do it in here where it will be more easy for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

mara entered the way and sat in the president and the man shut the doorway and locked it. About a moment later the bell rang and the first Shirley Temple cock was pushed through the hole in the wall. It was vast, almost the fully length of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few seconds then reached out and touched the hammer and stroked it a few times. It began to mature to her touch and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the heading of it and tried to suck it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a hard time fitting it into her throat so she started to use her mitt to assist her mouth. Mara stroked and sucked the big black schlong to the best of her abilities. After about seven long minutes, the cock started to strain up and she heard the man behind the bulwark moan in pleasure and then she felt her mouth filling with his total darkness seed. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her backtalk. She didn't think it would stop over. Once finished, the man's cock disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to puzzle out on it.

This went on for another three minute. Mara sucked each grim cock presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shooting from each one Her stomach was beginning to make full and her sass was beginning to stretch along. There was no telling how many dissimilar cocks she sucked, Mara had lost count after the seventh one, but by the end of the three hr mara could fit a whole 7 inches of meat into her mouth and down her pharynx. Before tonight, Mara wasn't a fan of viva voce sex. She had always found it a tad gross. She would conciliate her past young man and nurse their pecker during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The hold out three hours though, after sucking numerous big pitch-dark peter, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a crash course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more cocks were put into the kettle of fish in the paries. Her master captor returned again and opened the door to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual finish. mara's demeanor had changed by this time. No longer was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another elbow room, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch wide table in the center of it. There were strap hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness ropes. Mara was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the waist to it and her head was hung off of the end of it. She then felt her legs one by one being secured to the ceiling forget me drug at her ankle joint. After they were secured and tied, the roach were tied to another set of R-2 that were tied to beams that were located above her capitulum. Basically these roach pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the former end of the tabular array. After everything was secured, about XV bare black men started filling the way. Her master copy captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh Sweetheart you gon na enjoy this following utilization. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na fuck that smashed little white ass of yours and wear down it the roll in the hay out ! And just to keep your sass in use, you're gon na simultaneously toss away every one of these mother fuckers salad. Don't know what that means ? It means while your ass is fucked you will be licking their asses with that middling knife of yours."

mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The lonesome matter had ever been up her ass in her spirit was the dildo that her capturer had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious mind. Her heart started to beat faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thought she had of it. Then the ship's bell rang again and Dolichotis patagonum started to panic. One of the men walked to her point and turned and stuck his smutty asshole right over her face and pressed it onto her nose and sassing. It stunk. Mara coughed and tried to take out away from it but there was nowhere for her head to go. The black man whose ass was covering her grimace yelled at her.

Black Man :"lick it bitch ! Lick it now !"

Terrified, Dolichotis patagonum stuck her clapper out and started to clobber the man's hairy asshole. It was disgusting and the smell was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few indorsement later, she felt the stinging pain of a large penis being jammed into her cocksucker. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to center on her ass licking duties to distract her from the celestial pole being shoved into her taut motherfucker. After two hour, the men rotated out and Mara had a new asshole to lick and a new shaft up her ass. After a while, her ass was more accepting to the girth of then black turncock that were filling it. In fact, it started to sense pretty good and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the future three hours, Dolichotis patagonum licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and took every man's cock Ball deep up into her wet little white sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at to the lowest degree two fourth dimension each making her hole a sticky cum filled hole. The bell rang again signifying that this session had ended. The men filed out and Mara began to wipe her mouth with her bare arms trying to get the taste of ass off of it to no service. She was then released from the rophy, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her original capturer returned again.

Man :"wellspring bitch, this was just a taste, so to speak of what could happen to a stuck up blanched cunt like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in life because you never ever do it what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this weewee huh ?"

Dolichotis patagonum took the bottled water she was given and took a few long draught from it. After a few seconds she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few hour later, Mara awoke at her own apartment in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must have been dreaming. Those thought disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still au naturel and her mother fucker, pussy, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her case was frightful and she jumped up from her bed and went to her lav and brushed her dentition vigorously. Dolichotis patagonum then hopped into her bathtub and took a long cum cleansing exhibitor. She tried her in effect to figure out why she had endured the past times nighttime's bodily function but couldn't come up with any result. Mara decided to forget it all and after her exhibitor returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A couple of twenty-four hour period later, Mara returned to work. At the time clock she saw her early black friend Denny talking to Terry. Her center immediately and involuntarily went to their crotches as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their cocks. Her pussy began to water again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by numerous big blackness cocks and now she was suddenly craving more. Mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by melanise dick again was very strong. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her sentence card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's mouth hung capable in disbelief.

terry :"Hey man, what the fuck did she just say to you ?"

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to meet her behind the drone in the curtilage in five arcminute, and that she wanted us to know her with our big black cocks."

Terry :"Well shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that bitch would be different."

Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the grand to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded co-worker's pussy.

The End