Lisa slumped, hobble, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's mind swirled in an unconscious state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the path line of business. With the sun in her oculus she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, strong footstep she could lay down 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 arms she felt safe. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that tremendous seat. )

Man dat sume crazy squat. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum skilful fucking.
Yea lets fuck dat little puss. smash her hard.

OH tinker's dam man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus the Younger looked a Lisa motionless on the trading floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
Dats alright, we can have intercourse her anyway.
U sick 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 skidder at da castle
diddlyshit, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my DOE to be intimate. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA White Castle and a White Bitch.

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

The young Brother are jackin them. You know every one got ta start somewhere.
I buy them up to facilitate dem and then later when they movin on up to cars and shit they come
to me to move dem.
Dats secure business concern, it the Amercian way.


Lamont put Lisa on the sofa and put a blanket over her.
She moans slightly but is still unconscious.

( Lisa loved the morning blue angel Hour. As long as she could call back 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 run for Sung, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the trail and he
would follow and the lyric were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer, Fighting low, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other lady friend )

15 minutes later Lamont gets a call option from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat skidder and dropped off dat 8 rails.
Gon na get my supporter Jose with me.

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


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

( Lisa loved the daybreak blueing Hour. As long as she could remember this was clock time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainfall snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the hightail it strain, cleaned up for his Whitney Moore Young Jr. daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the language 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 former girls )

Cyrus the Younger and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smell the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a uncivilized looking MF. Red Bandanna, unkempt beard, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat piece of tail too, old dirty clothes.

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

Fucking unloosen lumper MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
piece of ass dozen Pseudemys scripta would be null 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 number to, impart her a piffling rest period then… ...

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

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

Lisa was still out, her only response were some involuntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in front
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black cars pulled up. The number one wood of the in-between car got out and opened the back doorway. 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 lofty everyone is of you. give thanks you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much 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 lowly talk of the town, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family need, you let me know. Lisa is marvellous I hear good 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 wooden leg and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His work force ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a finger inside her and then another
probing and prodding indoors her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one sick shag Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so angelic, so young.
His finger's breadth kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to leave alone to exploit in the field of honor and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a prick thought Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's weight unit bench. He took a wrist and
tied it with rope to the weight point of view bar and then the other hand to the early side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious stripling on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weight bar up on the stand, pulling it up and wide of the mark 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, twat broad open, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the workout bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young thighs.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
sleeping BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO screw quiescency BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his firm hands and slid his shaft along her pussy.
Ohhh, doess that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his cock slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as inscrutable as he could.
Her body stretched against the weighting of his severe rape.

Still not awake, 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 practice bench looking up at this big, tough, average looking fat fuck, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, amber tooth, byssus and ragged dress were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her arms 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 work force around.
He held her wet and thrust deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO full stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued