Lisa the poor people short kidnapped Girl Scout stood on the lousy floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arm behind her back. Her young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. component part of her lookout uniform tattered and stained still hang to her but she was naked from the shank down.
Prior-
The Girl scout -1
The Gril sentry -2 dada


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 fuck.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first sexual climax. Now she waited, helpless at the tot mercy of her captors. Her mind raced.
What would they do next ? What would chance ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they consume sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than than anything her shoulders ached. Every social movement pulled painfully on her shoulder joint. Her personal sphere ached from the rough fuck. She suffered bruises and gash, not serious but all abominable. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by booze and pot and of course, the sight of the helpless
objet d'art of white meat strung up before their middle. There was a repel lust. A lust to sleep together this white girl.
Inherent in all men, a combining of lustfulness, hate, desire.

whirling through all the men were opinion of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. screw a young Elwyn Brooks 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 sound tinker's dam, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so honest.
He relived the moment talkin how skilful she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be succeeding. An old strapping calamitous man his look showed the
the grueling life of his many years. His side was pock marked and his hands boisterous and calloused from
years of hard work.

Lisa could experience 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 experience his nails and his boisterous skin. The she could feel two fingers and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

His finger's breadth twisted round and round. Then he fucked her with his three digit brutally penetrating
her. In and out his fingers moved, stopping only to stroke her clit. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sweet pussy, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his mitt, smeared his digit on her face and then perplex his fingerbreadth in Lisa's mouth.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no choice but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy juice from his hand.

Now young lady, I got something peculiar for you. I am Bubba and they call me the tool man because
I got all form of cock. This hear is a ability staple gun. I got an transcriber on it an it has a clip
of staples they use for pallet, supererogatory longs the call option them.

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

thump ! Lisa hit the terra firma when the cable holding her up in the air released.
Laying on the flat coat she felt the instant rest period on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. tears. Please no more.
She tried to fawn away. A pathetic useless endeavour to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked squawk was at their mercy.

Where u going cunt ?

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

Arms grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw sawhorse. The held her ankles and tied them to the ramification on one side. Her branch were spread along the side of the legs of the horse.
sweetness. ass feeling at dat red cent. prepare fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her eyes, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrists were tied to the saw horse legs
at the former end.
As she lay cruelly on the top board, her breasts spread on either side.
The pack watched in expectancy as the tool man took up position behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the tool bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat cock man some signify shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The power stapler Bubba had could fritter away staples a skilful length. Bubba took up a situation
about a foot from the little 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 beef ass. little blood trails and pocket-size bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. basic dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass core twitched, muscle's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A slight audio and she jumped.

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

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more raw material slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to sprout again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it raw material 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 hands pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

DATS I MAN. exercise IT WORK IT
Fuck her arduous man. screwing dat ashen shit man.



To Be Continued