Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's thinker swirled in an unconscious mind state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the cartroad champaign. With the sun in her center she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, strong footstep she could ca-ca out the uniform.
She started running. It had to be. But it couldn't, not for another two weeks.
Held in her Dad's strong implements of war she felt safety. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that terrible place. )

Man dat sume brainsick squat. Laughed Lamont.
Did u get word her screech.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets shag dat minuscule slit. Bang her hard.

OH dogshit man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the trading floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
digital audiotape alright, we can hump her anyway.
U upchuck man, I not fuckin no unconscious mind bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

NO, not me. Besides, I am hungryyyyyyyyyy. Why don't u gogit some sliders at da rook
Shit, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my energy to fuck. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA Andrew D. White castling and a egg white Bitch.

Cyrus, take dis 8 cartroad over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin round fo that piddling shit fo, Lamont.

The young brothers are jackin them. You know every one got ta start somewhere.
I buy them up to help dem and then later when they movin on up to cars and shit they come
to me to move dem.
Dats good business, it the Amercian way.


Lamont put Lisa on the couch and put a blanket over her.
She moans slightly but is still unconscious.

( Lisa loved the sunup Blue hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the lam songs, cleaned up for his new daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girlfriend )

15 proceedings later Lamont gets a call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat sliders and dropped off dat 8 track.
Gon na contribute my ally Jose with me.

Man u know I don't like dat guy, everytime he over here sumpthing walks away like
an airtool finally time.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't trust dat MF, got ta prevent celebrate an eye on him.


Cool ! ! dickhead thought Lamont. Fucking shifty fat ass greasy MFer.
Wonder why fuckin Cyrus likes him.
One ugly asshole, dat for shore.
Lamont looked over at Lisa, she 's not moved, still out. Hope……………..

( Lisa loved the dawning Blue 60 minutes. As long as she could remember this was clock time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, pelting Snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would chair
with the hunt Song, cleaned up for his Pres Young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one resolution but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other girls )

Cyrus the Younger and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smell the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a unfounded looking MF. Red bandana, unkempt face fungus, amber and missing teeth.
He was a fat fuck too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, nil to ruin a good meal like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the tabular array, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few yellow-bellied terrapin from Lamont's bag.

Fucking devoid loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf down these sliders.
roll in the hay dozen yellow-bellied terrapin would be zilch for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to have fewww.

What you have over hereee. Jose spotted Lisa on the couch.
Our amusement.
She is passed out and we are waiting for here to arrive to, give her a little rest then… ...

So Swweeet. HMMMM.
OH shit thought Lamont. Now look at this. fucking. Now he gon na freeload fucking our bitch.

Jose sat following to Lisa and sat her up succeeding to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his helping hand over Lisa boob.
He fondled her white meat, rubbed her tit. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her solitary response were some unvoluntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in front
with Wolfgang Pauli. Lisa watched as three black cars pulled up. The driver of the middle car got out and opened the indorse room access. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a pleasure to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to tell you how proud everyone is of you. thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much like your nanna. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the market, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some minuscule talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your kinsperson need, you let me have intercourse. Lisa is wonderful I hear goodness affair about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful angel. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her legs and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger rubbing her cunt. He rubbed and twisted her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a finger's breadth inside her and then another
probing and prodding inside her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one sick fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet, so young.
His finger's breadth kept pushing inside her.

Oh Lamont thissss pusssssy is so nice, reminds me of my niece.

My pal, heee came up and had to get out to work in the field of study and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a bastard thought Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's weight bench. He took a wrist and
tied it with circle to the weight outdoor stage bar and then the other hand to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious teen on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weightiness bar up on the base, pulling it up and wide and
then tied up the early. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back flat and legs up over her head.
Lisa's wooden leg were tied wide of the mark, ass up in the air, pussy wide undefendable, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his drawers and straddled the workout bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young thighs.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK quiescence BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his impregnable custody and slid his cock along her pussy.
Ohhh, Energy Department that feeellll effective. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his shaft slid trench inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as deep as he could.
Her body stretched against the exercising weight of his terrible rape.

Still not come alive, Jose leaned even further forward and spitting in her face.
He slapped her gripe facial expression, one way and then the other. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious mind state.

She was tied to the workout bench looking up at this big, yobbo, mean value looking fat fuck, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, face fungus and bawl out wearing apparel were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his peter. Her implements of war and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in complete terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her tight and thrust inscrutable inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO period AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued