My name is Danielle, and this is the story of how four age ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty black men against my will one terrible fateful night that was repeated daily. It's a taradiddle of being young, pillock, and naïve. Of not listening to caution and not adhering to the caring warnings of those around me. It's also a story of how at 23 years old ; I'm now the grown black cock hussy this slope of the Magnolia State River.

I've always been a pretty missy, short at 5'5 ”, 123 pounds with long flowing strawberry blonde hair. My full lip dark blue eyes and long eyelashes as well as my alabaster blank skin were bully attribute to have, but my tenacious leg and sizeable breasts were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never blame the boys for staring though, my breasts are 36DD's and I always wore some type of short annulus to school showcasing my shapely stage. Because of those good looks, all through high schoolhouse I was afforded many day of the month from many dissimilar male child. But by the metre I was 19, I'd still only had sex with one boyfriend. His name was Barry.

Barry and I were together for about fourteen months when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four different metre during that sentence. It was always nothing peculiar or out of the ordinary. Basically missionary and it lasted each time about two to three minutes. So I guess you could say that by the time I was 19 I was still a intimate novitiate. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to skip college and rest in CA to get my modeling vocation, while he went east to attend Trenton. Little did I know what a misapprehension that my decisions to stay home would turn out to be.

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It was about 1pm on a Saturday good afternoon. I had a 1:30pm engagement to run into Mr. Richardson of BMA : Brothers Modeling representation located in one of the more unwell voice of LA. This was to be my fifth different modeling interview and it was with the fifth different modeling federal agency. When I told my protagonist where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own Mother was worried and told me that I shouldn't go alone, that I should necessitate one of my friends. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘ I'm a big daughter now ’. Maybe I should sustain listened. My biography would be a whole lot different if I had.

After parking my car in a parking lot neighboring to a construction with a sign on a street corner threshold that read BMA, I walked to my address. As I had in my previous four interviews, I wore a plain Shirley Temple Black business blouse and skirt combo that was both a short provocative, and a fiddling conservative. It was perfect because it made me look both hurt and sexy at the same clip. I rounded the tout ensemble out with my sexy black high school cad. I was carrying a small black attaché suit that had a portfolio full of unlike posed video of myself, along with a few different bathing suit of clothes if they had decided to have me change.

When I opened the outside door to the building, there was a prospicient staircase inside that brought me up to another threshold with the same BMA initials. I entered that door and walked over to the receptionist. She was an elder cleaning woman, inkiness, in her 50's.

Receptionist :"Can I aid you child ?"

"You sure can."I exclaimed."I have a 1:30pm appointment."

The woman looked down at her scheduling book and after a few moments looked up and said,"You are Danielle ?"

"Yes I am."I smiled.

"Ok, you can have a seat over there with the others Hun. Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson will be right with you."

As I took my seat I noticed 2 other girl sitting there. The first one was a magniloquent dark-haired beauty that was dressed in a forgetful red mini skirt with a white half jersey. She was filing her nails and chewing gum rather obnoxiously. The other was a curtly longhaired blonde who was wearing a yellow human knee length sundress. Both were very beautiful but sitting together they looked as unlike as night and day. The tall girl seemed very experienced in this variety of thing. She seemed sure-footed and relaxed. The shorter little girl though was very anxious and fidgety. As I sat down, She was the outset one to speak to me.

"Hi. I'm melodic phrase. Is this your first clock time too ?"the smaller girl asked.

"I'm Danielle. Yes and no. I've been to a few interviews but I haven't gotten any jobs yet."

"Well this is my foremost anything. I'm so nervous."Melody exclaimed.

"You two are cipher but fledgeling. I bet I get this job hands down. You'd might as well both go home."Said the tall girl.

"Be Nice Becky. I'm for sure Mr. Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.

Just then the office doorway opened up and a grandiloquent slenderize black man in a three-piece business suit appeared holding a clipboard in his work force."Danielle ?"he called out to the room.

"right hand here sir."I said, rising out of my chair and picking up my attaché case.

"right wing this way girl. And you can cut out that ‘ Sir'stuff and nonsense. You can call me Carl."

"commodity hazard Danielle !"strain said as I followed Mr. Richardson into the federal agency. I would never see Becky ever again, but Melody I would see a lot of over the following few geezerhood including numerous times in the observe 4 months. I followed Mr. Richardson in and took a butt in the hot seat on the other side of his desk.
"Before we begin Danielle, would you like something to fuddle ? Some coffee or tea, or maybe a soda ?"

"If you have some powdered ginger ale, trusted I'd beloved some."I smiled.

"OK, I'll be powerful back. You can set up your pic and presentation on the desk there while I'm gone."He then left for a few minutes while I opened my attaché font and fix up my photos on his desk. When Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson returned he was carrying a glass filled with ginger ale."Here you go Hun."

"Thank you."I exclaimed.

I took a sip of the gingerroot ale and immediately I began to finger dizzy…and that's the last thing I remember.

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Several 60 minutes later I began to wake, but I was not in Mr. Ralph Richardson's place anymore. It was a little dark and I had a slight headache, but when I tried to bring my deal to my head I couldn't. My arms were tied down. Slowly I started to recover my senses. As I did, I noticed that my wooden leg were spread apart and also tied down. They also felt like they were higher than my promontory. There was something in my mouth so I couldn't speak. My ass felt rum too. It felt very uncanny. well-nigh like it was filled with something. I had never had that feeling in my ass before. As my groggy state sharpened, it was then very crystallize to me that I was strapped stark naked to a weird clear charge card terrace or chairperson than positioned my legs apart and up eminent like they were in stirrups. The only bit of article of clothing on my body was a duad of gamey colored thigh luxuriously nylons. I felt inhuman and scared.

I began to panic and my heart started beating faster. It was obvious that I had been kidnapped and tied up by individual but by whom ? I started to extort my brain for the answers. What was the last thing I could remember ? Then it came to me ; Mr. Richardson's office. He must have drugged my pep ale, but why ? What was he planning to do with me ? Before I could remember of anything else the door opened and a light was turned on. A tall powerful inkiness man walked in but it wasn't Mr. Richardson. This man was older, and he looked a lot meaner. He smiled at me then began to speak.

"Good ! Danielle, you're awake. I bet you're wondering what is going on ? Well I am here to excuse it all to you. But before I do, let's reminisce a little shall we ? You see Danielle, I know all about you. Do you recall that precious little life you had before today ? Do you retrieve being a cheerleader in that minuscule little school ? Dating those small dick white son ? How about your Mom ? Your friends, do you remember them ? Well baby that is ALL gone ! That white bread life of your is gone ! You can draw a blank ALL that shit ! You aren't even in California anymore ! That was your former aliveness. So you can forget about all of that ! This is your new aliveness and it's just beginning."

As he explained this all to me I started to cry. But crying was something that my scary horde disliked and He quickly shocked me into kibosh doing and put me back into a state of fearfulness by screaming at me.

"SHUT THE screwing UP ! STOP THAT crying diddlysquat BITCH ! The reality here is that you done fucked up ! Walking into that situation was the last thing you should receive done ! Now yo ass belongs to us ! Now you're in The mill ! And we have some very big plans for yo ass ! For that Nice footling purulent and your fucking mouth too ! You see bitch, you're gon na be fucked tonight ! Fucked in all yo trap ! Tomorrow night ? Yeah tomorrow Nox you're gon na be fucked too ! And the dark after that and the night after that and the nighttime after that ! Fucked by tons and tons of my bleak brothers ! Fucked by the crowing nigga hawkshaw that you have ever seen ! You can't even imagine how many spade gon na be up in yo motherfucker ! We gon na turn yo ass inside out and change by reversal you into the prominent black putz Ho that there has ever been ! You see, that's why we call this piazza The manufactory ! This is where we build black stopcock sluts out of jolly Andrew D. White bitches like you ! We gon na make you cry till you can't take anymore ! But no one is gon na learn you bitch so don't even liquidate your fucking fourth dimension screaming ! Before long, it's almost gon na be like you can't go a few hour without a black tool ! That's mightily gripe, you're gon na be addicted ! Big Black person hawkshaw is gon na be your mother screwing frailty, like cigaret man ! And that shit is all gon na start right now so you better quickly come to condition with all that shit !"

With that he reached down between my legs and pulled the tumid seven-inch dildo that was stuffed up my ass out with one big tug making a loud popping noise. As he held the glistening rubber toy up in the air above my heading and again smiled broadly, I looked at him in incredulity that something that big was stuffed up my ass.

"beef that's the pocket-size thing that will be up yo ass tonight ! Just be favourable I even afforded you the prerogative of getting a slight open in your caboose !"He laughed hysterically.

He then tossed the dildo to the floor and walked behind me. The weird chair I was on apparently had wheels on it because he started to roll me to the doorway and into the hallway. As he pushed me down the hallway with my leg pointing up to the lights, I started to realize the realism of what was about to occur to me. I started to cry again. How could this happen to me ? Would I ever see my Mother again ? Could I actually be eventually killed from all of this ? All of these random questions started to run through my head as my snatcher dutifully pushed me down the dingy looking corridor in my own personal electric electric chair to the state of death penalty of my old life's existence.

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After a few minutes of travel, I was pushed into another room where dozen big naked black men were standing around awaiting me. Their cocks looked scary and huge. Each one looked bigger than the following. The smile on all of their faces are something I will never ever forget. Every single one of them was tall too, like XII mammoth horny behemoth. My kidnaper leaned in close to my head and whispered into my ear."It all starts here kick ! After this night yo ass gon na be wore the shag out ! But I guarantee in fourth dimension you will be liking this motherfucker !"He then turned to the others and spoke.

"well my brother, here's another one ! This one's public figure is Danielle and she's 19 long time old. We gon na have some fun wit this one ! Make a lot of money with her ass ! Get to work on boys ! Have fun Danielle !"

With that he left. As soon as the door closed all 12 Guy started to laughter and paseo towards me tugging their enormous cocks and they formed a parentage in front of my spread head exposed peg. The first guy put his cock by the lips of my nearly virgin pussy. It had to be at least 9 inch. I remember thinking that there was no way in hell that he was going to be able to vex that affair in me. When he began thrusting the straits of his putz between my trivial pussy rim it hurt so much I started to cry again but I couldn't scream because I was still gagged. My pussy felt so full yet when I looked down he had barely gotten a third gear of his cock into me. With each new thrust his shaft went deeper and deeper into me. After a few arcminute, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his turn of events. This went on for about two straight hours with each man taking two to three minutes fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the bother subsided and it actually started to experience goodness. I couldn't believe that I was starting to like it. At the very end of it all each man jerked their dense Andrew Dickson White sticky lashings all onto my stomach and boob. I remember wondering why they hadn't cum inside me, or fucked my mouth or even my asshole but all that was explained in due time as the dark went on. This was the showtime of it and I had a foresighted foresighted way to go. When they all had shot their loads, one man walked over to the wall and pushed a bell that was there on it. Soon my archetype kidnapper reappeared.

"Hey Danielle, how's that pussy bitch ? Feeling a bit sore ? Well there's much more to total sweetheart ! Yo ass ain't done not by a hanker shot !"

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With that he pushed my chair into the hallway again and down the corridor to my side by side goal. As we entered the next room I noticed that there was another president like mine in it. As we got closer to it I realized that Melody, the short shapely little blonde from the receptionist office at the molding agency was tied to it. Like me, she too was completely naked wearing only thigh high-pitched nylon stockings. She was also exhausted like I was and her body was covered in sticky Stanford White cum from her knocker to her stomach. Everything was the same, spring, gagged, pegleg held senior high in the air, and fucked thoroughly. The merely deviation between the two of us was that she was wearing purpleness colored stockings as opposed to my blue one. Our chairs were positioned parallel to each other but my question down by her leg and her top dog down by mine. We looked at each former with sympathy and understanding of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to make out. Then the percentage of our chairperson that supported our head and neck were removed and our heads hung upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We couldn't see each early's faces anymore. About XXX more raw calamitous men then enter the room laughing to each other and each tugging on their enormous cocksucker. They then formed a boastfully circle around the two of us this time with cocks dangling at our heads as well as between our legs. The gags were then removed from our oral fissure but they had been in our mouths for so farseeing that screaming wasn't possible because of the dryness and soreness. My heart started to raceway again as a cock was status by my still gaping asshole. As it was worked into my tight never before eff anus, now I needed to scream but before I could let out a peek another big dim dick was stuffed into my heart-to-heart oral fissure. Deeper and deeper it was pushed down my pharynx making me gag and fill with saliva with each painful thrust. My eyes began to water system too. On the other end of my body my ass was being treated the Saami painful way as two very big bootleg cocks impaled me. It felt excruciating.

After about two minutes the big black prick were removed and the guy wire shifted to the right wing. Another prick was stuffed up my ass and another one down my throat. This one in my throat tasted different though. It had a funky odour to it too. I was then I realized that this shaft that was in my throat had just been removed from melody's ass and shoved in my back talk. I then deduced that the dick that was just up my ass was now in Melody's mouth as well. They were doing an ass-to-mouth chain, and this is how it went for the following two hours ; two-minute musical interval of big grim hammer after big fatal cock stuffed in our shtup and down our flyspeck pharynx. After a while it didn't hurt anymore. They fucked my ass so deep and hard that each one began sliding in and out with relief balls deep. My pharynx was opening up wide too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as trench as they would go tickling my nose with their pubic hairsbreadth. As the two minute came to a finale each man took turns shooting his payload down our new worn out pharynx. My abdomen was filling up with hot sticky cum by the bucketful wax. I had never swallowed semen before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me queasy. When they had finally finished, I heard another Alexander Graham Bell ring. round of golf two had ended and shortly my ‘ driver'would be around to drive me to my next destination.

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There were only six defenseless inglorious guys in the next room but their pecker were the biggest I had ever seen in my life history. Each man had to be at least 15 inches apiece and their diameters around were thick like beer cans. They also were all often grandiloquent than the last men too. A mattress was on the floor by their substructure and I was then untie from my hot seat and unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. I had been in the chairwoman for so prospicient strapped in that my legs couldn't support me to stand anyways. This was the last time I was ever in the chair. I never saw that singular contraption again. One of the men then lay down on the mattress beside me. He lifted me in the air from his back with ease by my waist and impaled me down twat first onto his large black pecker. He picked me up and down by the waist as he worked his monstrosity in deeper and deeper. I moaned and moaned as he filled my pussy to maximum capacitance. After about 5 minutes, another giant fiend was stuffed in my asshole and then one down my throat. The six of these giant took turns fucking me in all of my sore muddle for the future two hours, sandwiching me relentlessly, ending with each man blowing their loads in all three of my jam. By the time they were finished my body was jammed full phase of the moon with hot sticky cum. The doorbell rang again and I was onto my succeeding dangerous undertaking. Each elbow room had countless former dim men with big fateful cocks waiting for me over the next 18 hours. Sometimes I took big black cocks in my pussy, sometimes my ass, sometimes in my mouth. Often times it was all my gob at once. Sometimes Melody was there too ; sometimes it was another poor female child I had never seen before. I was fucked and fucked and fucked and at the end of the 24 hours I was then tossed into a room and was told to take a shower and get some sleep. I did as I was told, I took a exhibitioner and rinsed off the gob and gobs of cum from my physical structure both inside it and outside it. I dried off and then collapsed in the bed until I was abruptly woken up the future day and it all started again. That's the way it went for the next 4 months. I was fucked daily, over and over by unnumerable big fatal peter. After a spell I began waking up before they came to get me, not able to await until there was a big black prick inside me. I was beginning to like it. It's all I started to require. That cocksucker was right…I was now addicted to big sinister cocks.

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After 4 calendar month had passed, I was transferred out of ‘ The Factory'into a spa for two weeks. There I received the nourishment and ease that I had missed during my prison term at the mill. The stave, which consisted of old bleak woman, pampered me and gave me a all over makeover. I enjoyed my two week there but I was antsy. There weren't any big black cocks there. I started to didder and cry myself to sleep like a drug addict missing her a good deal needed fix. When the two workweek were up I was then set up in an flat somewhere deep in a black neighborhood. Except for the early girl, I never saw white masses again. I was told that I was now a full-fledged Negro shaft Ho, and I would be fucking for money. I began to get really good at my foxiness. My pimp sent me clients regularly and came by nightly to collect the money that I had earned. I didn't have to pay bills anymore, buy food anymore, all of that was set up for me. I only wore the sexy revelation clothes that was selected and bought just for me. Sometimes I worked parties, other times I was gang banged in high-end hotels. The steady parade of big Black stopcock never seemed to end. I'm now 23 and I've had unnumbered big dim stopcock from uncounted big black men. It's what I do now. I'm used to it now, and God help me…I do it it !
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