Lisa the wretched little kidnapped Girl Scout stood on the grime floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arms behind her back. Her young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. Parts of her scout uniform tattered and stained still cohere to her but she was naked from the waistline down.
Prior-
The Girl Scout -1
The Gril Scout -2 Daddy


The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her mouth or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her kickoff piece of tail.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first flood tide. Now she waited, helpless at the aggregate mercy of her capturer. Her mind raced.
What would they do next ? What would happen ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they have sex with her again ?

She felt so many hurting but more than anything her articulatio humeri ached. Every movement pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal field ached from the rough screwing. She suffered bruise and cuts, not serious but all painful. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The temper of the men was deepening, driven by strong drink and pot and of course, the visual modality of the helpless
patch of white meat strung up before their middle. There was a driving lustfulness. A lust to love this blanched girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of lust, hatred, desire.

Whirling through all the men were thought process of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. fucking a young white Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

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

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old buirdly melanise man his face showed the
the hard life history of his many age. His face was pock marked and his hands rough and calloused from
year of operose work.

Lisa could sense his hired man on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused fingerbreadth probed her. His finger pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could palpate his nails and his rough pelt. The she could feel two fingerbreadth and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

His fingerbreadth twisted round and troll. Then he fucked her with his three fingers brutally penetrating
her. In and out his fingers moved, stopping only to stroke her clit. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sweetness twat, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his mitt, smeared his fingers on her look and then stuck his fingers in Lisa's mouth.
tasting it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no choice but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy succus from his hand.

Now Girl, I got something exceptional for you. I am Bubba and they call me the shaft man because
I got all kinds of pecker. This hear is a world power staple gun. I got an adapter on it an it has a clip
of staple fibre they use for pallets, extra longs the call them.

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

clunk ! Lisa hit the primer coat when the transmission line holding her up in the air released.
Laying on the ground she felt the insistent ease on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. Crying. Please no more.
She tried to crawl away. A pathetic useless effort 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

implements of war grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw horse. The held her ankles and tied them to the branch on one side. Her legs were spread along the face of the legs of the horse.
dessert. fuck look at dat crap. Ready fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her eyes, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrist joint were tied to the saw horse peg
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top display board, her breasts spread on either side.
The gang watched in anticipation as the shaft man took up position behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the tool bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat tool man some mean shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The big businessman stapler Bubba had could blast staples a good distance. Bubba took up a office
about a foot from the piffling bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a staple and missed on purpose but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two raw material lodged in the bitch ass. Small blood trails and small-scale bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. Staple dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass center twitched, sinew's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A slight sound and she jumped.

Looked at ass jumping Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass meat quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The staple were lodged deeply.
good pungency to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more basic 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, Dats it.
Please no more. Lisa was trembling crying begging him to stop.
BAM BAMBAM rapid fire.
While she was still trembling Bubba was inside her. He grabbed her ass with
His big rough mitt pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

DATS I MAN. WORK IT body of work IT
screw her hard man. Fuck dat white shucks man.



To Be Continued