Lisa the pitiful slight kidnapped Girl Scout stood on the soiled flooring in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her coat of arms behind her back. Her Brigham Young trunk stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. Parts of her scout uniform tattered and stained still clung to her but she was naked from the waist down.
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The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her sass 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 coming. Now she waited, helpless at the total mercifulness of her captors. Her head 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 consume sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than anything her shoulder joint ached. Every drift pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal region ached from the approximative fucking. She suffered bruises and stinger, not life-threatening but all sore. How could they do this ? Why did they detest her ?

The humour of the men was deepening, driven by liquor and pot and of grade, the peck of the lost
opus of white center strung up before their eyes. There was a ram lust. A lust to fuck this white girl.
Inherent in all men, a compounding of lust, hatred, desire.

Whirling through all the men were persuasion of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. piece of tail a Whitney Moore Young Jr. flannel 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 ripe shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so soundly.
He relived the present moment talkin how proficient she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be adjacent. An old buirdly Black man his font showed the
the firmly lifespan of his many years. His face was pock marked and his hands rough and calloused from
years of firmly work.

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

NONO Don't period

His digit twisted daily round and circle. 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 sweet pussycat, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his paw, smeared his fingers on her human face and then stuck his digit 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 Girl, I got something special for you. I am Bubba and they call me the tool man because
I got all kinds of tools. This hear is a power staple fibre gun. I got an adapter on it an it has a clip
of staple fiber 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 staple into an nearby circuit board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be adjacent. NO NO You are Crazy.

THUMP ! Lisa hit the basis when the cable holding her up in the air released.
laying on the earth she felt the jiffy relief on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. Crying. Please no more.
She tried to fawn away. A pathetic useless effort to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked cunt 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 gymnastic horse. The held her mortise joint and tied them to the legs on one side. Her leg were spread along the side of the legs of the horse.
Henry Sweet. nooky look at dat SOB. Ready fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her middle, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her radiocarpal joint were tied to the saw horse pegleg
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top plank, her white meat spread on either side.
The crew watched in prevision as the cock man took up position behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the prick terrace sobbing waiting.

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

The force stapler Bubba had could shoot staples a dependable distance. Bubba took up a spot
about a metrical unit from the little gripe Lisa's ass. He shot a staple and missed on function but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staple fiber lodged in the bitch ass. Small profligate lead and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple fibre dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

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

Looked at ass saltation 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 morsel 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, digital audiotape 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 hired man pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

DATS I MAN. play IT employment IT
Fuck her intemperately man. Fuck dat ashen cocksucker man.



To Be Continued