Lisa the hapless little kidnapped missy lookout man stood on the grime storey in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arms behind her rachis. Her youthful body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. persona of her picket uniform tattered and stained still cohere to her but she was naked from the shank down.
Prior-
The missy Scout -1
The Gril Scout -2 Daddy


The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her mouthpiece or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her first screw.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her number 1 sexual climax. Now she waited, helpless at the full mercy of her captor. Her creative thinker raced.
What would they do next ? What would befall ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they cause sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than anything her shoulders ached. Every movement pulled painfully on her shoulder joint. Her personal field ached from the approximate shtup. She suffered bruises and slash, not good but all painful. How could they do this ? Why did they detest her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by booze and pot and of course, the sight of the helpless
man of flannel meat strung up before their eyes. There was a tug lust. A lust to have it away this Elwyn Brooks White girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of luxuria, hatred, desire.

Whirling through all the men were opinion of what they would care to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. Fuck a youthful white Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

Grady had been first and he was all smiles. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum good shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feel so trade good.
He relived the moment talkin how good she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old strapping black man his fount showed the
the surd life of his many twelvemonth. His human face was pock marked and his hands rough and calloused from
years of hard work.

Lisa could feel his hands on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused finger's breadth probed her. His finger pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could sense his nails and his rough skin. The she could feel two fingerbreadth and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

His fingerbreadth twisted turn and circle. Then he fucked her with his three fingers brutally penetrating
her. In and out his fingers moved, stopping only to stroke her clitoris. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one Sweet puss, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his hand, smeared his fingers on her face and then stuck his finger's breadth in Lisa's mouthpiece.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no choice but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy juice from his hand.

Now Girl, I got something special for you. I am Bubba and they call me the pecker man because
I got all kinds of tools. This hear is a might raw material gun. I got an adapter on it an it has a cartridge clip
of staples they use for palette, spear carrier longs the call them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you crazy. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple into an nearby board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be next. NO NO You are Crazy.

THUMP ! Lisa hit the priming coat when the cable's length holding her up in the air released.
egg laying on the primer she felt the second substitute on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. Crying. Please no more.
She tried to crawl away. A pathetic useless try to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked bitch was at their mercy.

Where u going cunt ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba drag over a wooden saw horse.
No NO

branch grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw horse. The held her ankles and tied them to the leg on one slope. Her branch were spread along the side of the legs of the horse.
Sweet. Fuck look at dat tinker's dam. ready fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her optic, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrist were tied to the saw horse ramification
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top board, her boob spread on either side.
The gang watched in anticipation as the tool man took up berth behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the tool Bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat prick man some beggarly shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The power stapler Bubba had could frivol away staple fiber a expert distance. Bubba took up a spot
about a human foot from the slight beef Lisa's ass. He shot a staple and missed on intent but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staples lodged in the bitch ass. belittled blood track and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple fiber dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass meat twitched, muscle's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A svelte speech sound and she jumped.

Looked at ass leap Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass essence quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The staples were lodged deeply.
Good collation to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more staples slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to shoot again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it staple dat ass, DAT it.
Please no more. Lisa was trembling crying begging him to stop.
BAM BAMBAM speedy fire.
While she was still trembling Bubba was inside her. He grabbed her ass with
His big rough deal pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

DAT I MAN. WORK IT workplace IT
Fuck her strong man. Fuck dat white shit man.



To Be Continued