Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's intellect swirled in an unconscious state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the racetrack field. With the sun in her centre she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, strong stride she could defecate 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 coat of arms she felt prophylactic. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that dreaded space. )

Man dat sume crazy turd. Laughed Lamont.
Did u get a line her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum dependable fucking.
Yea lets fuck dat piddling cunt. eruption her hard.

OH Shit man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the base.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
DAT alright, we can fuck her anyway.
U disgorge man, I not fuckin no unconscious bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

NO, not me. Besides, I am hungryyyyyyyyyy. Why don't u gogit some slider at da palace
hoot, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my Department of Energy to do it. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA Edward White Castle and a Stanford White Bitch.

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

The young brothers are jackin them. You know every one got ta offset somewhere.
I buy them up to avail dem and then later when they movin on up to cars and shit they come
to me to prompt dem.
DAT good business organization, 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 break of the day bluing 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 take
with the be given songs, cleaned up for his offspring daughter. Now often she would do the leash and he
would be and the lyric poem 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 girls )

15 arcminute later Lamont gets a call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat luger and dropped off dat 8 racecourse.
Gon na bring my friend Jose with me.

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


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

( Lisa loved the first light Amytal hour. As long as she could call back this was clock time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater snow, they would run. When she was vernal Dad would lead
with the running Sung dynasty, cleaned up for his new daughter. Now often she would do the track and he
would observe and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other girls )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smell the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a state of nature looking MF. Red bandanna, unkempt byssus, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat piece of ass too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, zero to deflower a good meal like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few skidder from Lamont's bag.

roll in the hay free loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf down these sliders.
ass dozen slider would be nothing 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 entertainment.
She is passed out and we are waiting for here to occur to, devote her a little rest then… ...

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

Jose sat succeeding to Lisa and sat her up next to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his men over Lisa mamilla.
He fondled her breasts, rubbed her mammilla. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her alone reaction were some nonvoluntary 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 Shirley Temple Black auto pulled up. The driver of the midway car got out and opened the back door. 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 a lot like your grandmother. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the securities industry, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some small talk of the town, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family penury, you let me know. Lisa is wonderful I hear serious things about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful angel. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her peg and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle digit rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and misrepresented her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's peg, he pushed a fingerbreadth inside her and then another
probing and prodding inside her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one macabre nookie Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet, so young.
His finger kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to impart to work in the fields and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a bastard persuasion 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 articulatio radiocarpea and
tied it with rope to the weight stand bar and then the other hand to the early side.
Jose grinning as he looked at the helpless unconscious teen on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle joint to the exercising weight bar up on the rack, pulling it up and astray and
then tied up the other. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back flat and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide, ass up in the air, pussy across-the-board open, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the exercising bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young second joint.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK SLEEPING BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his impregnable hands and slid his peter along her pussy.
Ohhh, Energy Department that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his cock slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as cryptical as he could.
Her body stretched against the weight of his dreadful rape.

Still not wake, Jose leaned even further forward and spit in her face.
He slapped her bitch face, one way and then the other. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious state.

She was tied to the exercise bench looking up at this big, goon, mean looking fat screw, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, beard and twit clothes were a picture out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her arm and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her tight and thrust deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued