The sales agreement of Jennifer

"She is all yours !"the man with the crooked nose and glasses that were way too large for his slenderize typeface said to me indifferently as the $ 100 placard left the long bony finger's breadth of his right hand. It fluttered on its way to the basis when the young lady's father reached out with his right mitt and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back pocket. His sorry browned eyes were narrow and scary as he looked at his 18-year-old daughter. She was improbable, slender, and her dead body was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her tight sexy yoga pants. Her retentive blonde hair flowed down her rachis and flapped gently in the child's play. Jennifer stood next to her father, on the pavement, with her fount twisted up in horror as he sold my daughter to a man he knew very little about for the low price of $ 100 dollars.

Jennifer knew that he was mad at her that day, but she did not lie with how farsighted he'd been so pissed at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his best admirer for the conclusion fourth dimension, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of township on a rail, with $ 500 and a threat to shed him in jail if he had ever saw his face again. The view of his best friend's cum sprawled across Jennifer's face enraged her father almost to the head of lowering the Price of my daughter's body down to $ 50. She was a cheap slut and it was time for her to live up to that report. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the decision to answer the ad looking for a"farm worker ”. tincture flung across the street and slightly over her father's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to train his daughter off my hands. The man could not turn back looking at how the sun glared off his girl's hair. His gaze would occasionally function its way down Jennifer's body, and stop at her crotch.
"shuffling her go around, so I can get a bettor tone at her from seat,"the man ordered Jennifer's father. Jennifer looked at me with that look of,"You can't be serious !"
"Daddy !"she said,"Please don't do this !"
"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a bust began to mould its way down her left boldness. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, aphrodisiac ass stuck out like a sore ovolo, with her lustrous white yoga pants riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any panty, much to the man's delectation. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her mammilla, which were small and perky in his hands. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how business firm it was for how big it was.
"fold over !"he ordered Jennifer. Jennifer sobbed as she slowly bent grass at the shank, causing her ass to bewilder out even further. The man slid his hand inside her pants and moved his hand between her ass impertinence and to her horror, began to rub her shaven pussycat, gently. Without warning, he slipped one finger inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his hired man out of her pants and allowed her to stand straight up and looked at her father.
"She'll do just ticket,"he said to me,"Put her in these."He reached behind him, and pulled a set of police issue handcuffs from the rear of his jeans and handed them to Jennifer's father. He took the handcuffs from him, and grabbed her left arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing me away, but Jennifer's father was far too powerful for her, and he finally got the blade bangle around her left wrist, and he violently pulled her ripe arm behind her back, and within irregular, she was in the handcuffs. Jennifer's father squeezed the watch bracelet until they were firmly around her radiocarpal joint, causing them to smart to the compass point where she complained.
"I've known Jon since I was 10 age old, and you fucked up our friendship and now you are going to pay !"he whispered angrily into her ear as the man approached me to take his daughter off his hands.
"I'm so no-count dad !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"I looked at the man with a twisted, screwball facial expression on my face and simply said.
"Get this girl out of my hatful !"The man grabbed the spine of my girl's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime green Gerald R. Ford Escort. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a paint brushwood in edict to mask the original semblance of the car. The man opened the endorse room access of the car, and much like a police force officer, escorted the girl into the rear seat, and closed the door. He then turned to Jennifer's father, bowed, manipulated his retentive moustache with his right hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front fanny. He started the car and ride down the street, disappearing as he watched him round a corner at the end of the street. Jennifer's father breathed a sigh of moderation. Jennifer was off his helping hand. It was not his unspoiled ally who treated his daughter like a cheap picayune trollop, it was Jennifer's founding father, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to fall out next.

The small house on the end of town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to fall to the tall Grass in the front and back of the white cattle ranch way home. The cement from the walkway heading up to the derelict straw man door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cementum from the original twist of the business firm 50 years ago. Jennifer squinted her heart to see where she was, looking straight ahead at a small, old service department with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to obturate the pain from her handcuffed radiocarpal joint from her mind so she could admit in everything that was going on. Her father had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in front end of her was going to do with her. The man crawled out of the movement derriere of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Jennifer through the dirty window of the ugly quicklime jet President Ford escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side, back doorway and pulled Jennifer out of the car by the hair and first, and then the shoulder. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her cervix and dragged her to the front door, giving Jennifer no pick in the direction of where she was going. She could listen the creak of the porch underneath her feet as she began to tremble. He opened the front silver screen door, and subsequent ingress door and pushed Jennifer inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Jennifer looked around and to her horror, the dilapidated, unkempt living room was only furnished by a ugly low mattress in the midsection of the elbow room. The man pushed her farther into the room and called out a name that was not companion to Jennifer, who immediately looked to her right hand and saw a charwoman called"Kimberly"standing in the door, leading into the kitchen.
"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you keep calling me by a name I don't like ?"Jennifer thought that"Kimmie"was pretty. She was not near as slight as Jennifer, but she had a beautifully around human face, recondite greenish middle, covered with big round spectacles that perfectly conformed to her face. Her long dingy brown hair resembled the Saame semblance and heaviness of Jennifer's. She had a physical structure that looked as though it could easily take a pounding and issue forth running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Jennifer a glimpse of her ass, covered slightly by a couple of pixilated red dungaree shorts. It swayed perfectly back and forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a pervert camera in one hired hand, and a large aluminium tripod in the early. Jennifer watched Kimmie intently as she set the camera up on the opposite side of the elbow room from the now dark doorway leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to make sure that it was still working properly, and then headed down a small corridor, and flipped on a ignitor in a diminished bedchamber. Jennifer could hear lightheaded rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the aliveness room with several items in her workforce. In her right bridge player was a rope, a jagged border tongue, and a low blowlamp that actually looked like a gravid unripened fag hoy. In the other bridge player, was a cast of duct tape, and a pair of very marked-up, worn, used white panties.
"Paid $ 100 for this one,"the man said,"pappa was so gladiolus to get rid of her."
"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Jennifer, and put two of her farsighted, large finger's breadth between Jennifer's branch and grabbing her yoga pants covered twat,"daddy thought so little of you, he thought that your life story was only Charles Frederick Worth a measly 100 bucks !"Jennifer did not suffice, except to mewl a little,"Well, I think you're really pretty, and I can't hold to see what you are capable of !"
"What…What I'm subject of ?"she stammered. Kimmie glared at her.
"Did I tell you that you could speak ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are so lucky you are still in handlock !"Kimmie walked around behind Jennifer and took a smell at her ass. It was very large, in comparability to the rest of her consistence. She reached forward and grabbed Jennifer's ass and squeezed it as hard as she could, finding that it was considerably firmer than it looked.
"What do you imagine Kimmie ?"the man asked her.
"We're going to have to relent this one up,"Kimmie replied,"What's her epithet ?"
"Daddy called her Jennifer !"he replied.
"Well, we're going to call up her Jenna !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her sound more like a slut. She's a great deal cute than the last one !"Jennifer swallowed a lubber in her throat as she realized that she was not the first Thomas Young lady that Kimmie and the man had"bought ”.
"Oh she is a hussy !"The man admitted,"pa said that he caught her fucking his secure friend. I guess they had been fucking for quite some time !"
"With an ass like that, I can understand why she'd be such a strumpet,"Kimmie replied,"Put her on the mattress, face down and ass in the air."Still in handcuffs, the man forced Jennifer over to the mattress and forced her to her knee joint. He then pushed Jennifer's face into the mattress, causing her to almost misplace her balance but she eventually rested her face on the moldy gamey mattress.
"Okay Jenna,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got case to face with Jennifer,"There are two agency this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and live as long as possible, or you can struggle, and die right away !"
"I don't want to die at all !"Jennifer said crying, uncontrollably.
"drag her knickers down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the television camera, and pushed record. She focused in on Jennifer. She could the frightened, pervert look on Jennifer's human face as she zoomed in with the television camera. The man grabbed the shank of Jennifer's drawers and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly bland physical body of Jennifer's ass. He was redress ! She was not wearing any panty. He pulled them around her knees, off her feet, and put away them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the dissimilar parts of her torso smoothly, and almost expertly. Jennifer finally realized that the tripod was on wheels. Finally she stopped when the tv camera was behind Jennifer, focused on her fat ass.
"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with outraged surprise in her voice,"Pull your trouser down and start fucking that sweet, pretty cunt !"Jennifer couldn't see it, but the sound of a zipper sent a shake up her spine. The man's sway hard hammer swung forward out of his underwear. It was about 8 inch long and he was very proud of it. He bent down onto his knees and paste Jennifer's legs, causing her glistening pink pussy to spread all-inclusive spread as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his rooster violently into her pussy and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so hard, that she would prowl forward. So much pressure sensation was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could finger them going numb. She wanted to call, but noise was not capable of coming out of her mouth. Slam after barb into her hips began to cause pain that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her articulatio radiocarpea. Suddenly he stopped, and the next feeling she felt was one she had felt in the past times. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the walls of her pussy. With a couple of thrusts, the man had cum deep inside her. The only thing Jennifer could do, was whimper, in fear, and pain.
"Okay,"Kimmie said,"payoff the manacle off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be powerful back !"The man walked over to his gasp, that he'd set on the floor next to the camera, reached into a pocket and pulled out a small, metallic element key. He then approached Jennifer, and finally removed the handcuffs. Immediately, Jennifer rubbed her wrist and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her wrists as Kimmie returned from the back of the house. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know. He was improbable, thin, with unsubtle shoulders, long light brown pilus, and stark naked. His cock had to be at least 10 column inch long and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his deep, darkness scary yellow middle. Kimmie took her spot again behind the television camera, turned it to face up the indorsement man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly blue mattress that Jennifer, absolutely frozen in fearfulness, sat with her paw finally free.
"okeh, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the young lady by the vertebral column of the head with one hand, and his other expectant hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her rima oris and allowed the man to shove his cock in her backtalk and immediately shoved it into the back of her throat, causing her to croak and gag. chance event after stroke struck the back of her throat. Her gag reflex response almost caused her to throw up on his cock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her take a breather a little bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar twitch in his globe that said he'd reached the spot of no return. He pulled out of Jennifer's mouth causing her to try and overhear her breath as she suddenly felt gobs and trap of slimy cum slam into her grimace with a force that caused to actually spill on her os frontale, buttock and lip, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown water on her face. Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled face with a wicked smile on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE CAMERA AND TELL DADDY WHAT A BIG SLUT YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the photographic camera. Slowly and frightened, Jennifer raised her provide manus and waved at the camera.
"Hi Daddy,"she said war cry,"I'm such a big slut !"
"Why the nether region are you crying ?"Kimmie asked her angrily,"You aren't going to convince dad that way ! I'm going to get to blue-pencil that out, now do it again, but this clock time, you're going to do say it again with a big smile on your cum filled face you dirty cum dumpster !"Jennifer mustered up as much courage as she could to break through a half a smile, and then a full moon smile, and in amount jolt to her she said,
"HI pop !"she said, faking cheerfulness,"I'm a big jade ! I just got a load of cum in my sweet pussy, and then I took a immense load all over my grimace !"
"Now tell Daddy that you're about to get fucked by a woman !"Jennifer looked at her, with her face screwed up in confusion and veneration. She shook her head back and Forth River. Kimmie reached to the back of her gasp and brandished the tongue that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The light behind her glinted off the blade, jagged edged blade. She held it out in front of her threateningly,"grinning and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the frightened 18-year-old Jennifer.
"I'm about to be fucked by a char !"she said, trying to vocalise like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the slimy woman Jennifer had ever seen. She was respective pound sign heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The fair sex's titty sagged half way down her dresser, and her hairsbreadth looked as though it hadn't been taken care of in a long metre. It was a tangled weave of dirty blonde hair. The cleaning woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several times and she her face had a foresighted scar across the left over slope of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her genitals was a expectant dildo, attached to her body by tight straps that went all the way around her big shank. The woman, clearly in the prospect of the photographic camera, knelt down in front of Jennifer and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the flicker of steel still deeply in her idea, Jennifer complied, sobbing softely. The woman crawled on top of her stage, and proceeded to pull Jennifer's beautiful ass cheeks apart, revealing her tight asshole. Violently, so the photographic camera could see inside, the woman pulled her asshole broad undecided and shoved a finger inside it, causing Jennifer to swag forward in excruciating annoyance. Without warning, the large strap-on dildo made its way inside her asshole, causing Jennifer to yaup in annoyance as Kimmie watched behind the camera.
Jennifer never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a cleaning woman who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The feeling of grievous bodily harm, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure on her neck as the woman squeezed. Her air were not completely cut off, but it was starting to find the same way it felt when she was brutally nerve fucked by a man with a ten-inch cock. She gasped for breath as she tried to shout out in pain as her asshole was being stretched by a huge dildo. Jennifer felt all the char's weight on her backrest as the pain in her son of a bitch increased as the woman squeezed her neck even harder.
"Help me !"she tried to say,"Make it stop !"she pleaded.
"Jenna, you little slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any position to make demands ?"The cleaning lady finally released her grip on Jennifer's neck and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Jennifer's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into billet so that she could record the now well articulate kettle of fish. The fat cleaning lady held the asshole open so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the refreshing shtup. Jennifer finally regained her ability to breathe when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to masturbate voraciously until they busted loads upon her expression. Now it was prison term for the final phase of the video as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her feet. The two men, resembling professional wrestlers, grabbed her by either arm and tossed her like a rag doll across the room where she slammed, venter first into an opposite wall. She turned and staggered forward, trying to come up the strong suit to undertake to escape, but she couldn't as the men grabbed her again and slammed her against the opposite paries she'd just hit. This sentence she hit back number 1, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in her lower back as she hit a light shift attached to the wall so hard, she caused it to hit the floor. Now her hurting was becoming unbearable.
"Can it stop now ?"she asked cry, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the lens of the tv camera, with a raging red, malevolent looking in her eye at this question.
"Not, quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My Quaker are not done with you yet. Get up against the paries, withdraw your shirt, and spread your wooden leg !"Jennifer complied. She limped over to the wall across from kiddy corner from the entry door, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her legs as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated business firm came up behind her holding a orotund rolling pin in his bridge player. He had gotten it from the kitchen while Jennifer was being raped and strangled on the mattress by the 200 lb. woman. He slammed it up against the rampart so that Jennifer could see it and she looked on in repulsion as she realized what he was going to do with it as he lowered it just below her ass cheek, and without warning, raised it until the handgrip entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and forth, causing serious pain every meter he hit her colon. After a few moments, he pulled it out, spin Jennifer over, bent her over, and shoved the other handle of the rolling into her cunt. Now Jennifer could no longer stand up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. It did not matter, because she suddenly felt a crack against the binding of her articulatio genus as the rolling pin smashed into her bequeath hamstring and she dropped to the trading floor, excruciating pain sensation in her knee. The man swung the rolling pin like a baseball bat and it connected with a resounding a tang across her ass and she dropped to her stomach, looking up at Kimmie, who stood calmly behind the camera, seemingly pleading for her life story as she was starting to miss opinion in her feet. This lack of feeling slowly began to pussyfoot up into her articulatio genus, and the pain suddenly went away, but instead of it being comforting, it was frightening.
"Greta,"she said to the fat fair sex,"I want you to man the tv camera !"The big, ugly charwoman walked across the room and took Kimmie's home behind the television camera. Kimmie walked behind Jennifer, sat down on her now numbing stage, leaned down, put her mouth by her left ear, and brandished the knife yet again,"Now…It can end !"She sat up, placed the knife in her compensate hand, grabbed Jennifer by the long flowing beautiful hair's-breadth, placed the jagged edge to Jennifer's throat, and deftly swiped from left to redress. She then let go of Jennifer's hair, and let her heading drop onto the flooring. rakehell immediately began to menstruate from the fille's neck as she tried desperately to breathe. Jennifer tried to crawl across the floor, but couldn't as Kimmie sat on top of her wooden leg. She raised the knife and beat back it into her back, and Jennifer suddenly stopped moving and life left her quickly as blood trickled from her nose and mouthpiece, while the gushing from her cervix finally began to decelerate down as her heart stopped beating .