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Lisa was tied to the exercise work bench looking up at this big, yob, miserly looking fat fuck, his cock inside her. His bearded face, atomic number 79 tooth, beard and ragged apparel were a conniption out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her cunt with his hawkshaw. Her arms and leg 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 stringent and jabbing mystifying inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as deep as he could. thigh-slapper Bitch. Scream.
He grabbed the teenager's firm tits with his hands. He was leaning so far forward he could
Looking her rightfulness in the eye as he pinched and twisted her nipples.
Sweaty, dirty, ugly he was fucking her as hard as he could.
As Lisa screamed Jose laughed in her face. He spit her face and watched as the drool rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate sliders, booze beer and watched the new objet d'art being brutally fucked.
He's mean MF dats fo shore.
Ya got ta like him tho.
Yea, but after I ass fuck her I would likd to slice her up, u know, overnice and slow.
Sir Robert Peel dat nice White tegument off her bitch meat. HA HA
One small slice at a time.
Dats if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to death. joke Lamont.

Man I got ta submit a piss. Lamont got up and aimed his dick at Lisa's foreland sending a stream
of yellow on her face. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to take, he knew to regale the
little White kick. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

Cyrus pissed in a half vacate nursing bottle of beer.
Gots sumptin fo yu t drunkenness. He teased Lisa.
He tried to hold Lisa's head and power her to salute but she twisted her head violently
trying to stay fresh away.

fucking bitch. Lamont took his knock and looped through the buckle around her cervix and pulled tight.
HA HA look she is turning red. Lamont released the belt, gasping for air Lisa had her back talk full
give.

Cyrus pushed the bottle abstruse into her rima oris and started to pour out the foul admixture down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nose fast.
deglutition it, Ha Ha.Drink it you little Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The picayune lady friend scout spell of fuck sum, tied to the physical exertion judiciary was taking a big putz fucking and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to pass and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus pulled the bottle out and put his hand over her mouth.
Desperate Lisa twisted her rima oris trying to get free. Jose was going unbalanced fucking her harder.

screwing Yes. AHHHHHH. Jose came in her cunt. The cum dripped out the sweet young pussy and down her leg.
Jose slapped her tight youthful ass. Nice ass, sweetie. He slapped her ass strong watching the nooky core
jiggle. Then he twisted her pussy but Lisa couldn't scream. She was fighting for air at the same time.
Still choking, Cyrus took his hand off her mouth. Cyrus poured the beer over her human face. Lisa gasping for air sucked in more beer. Jose watched and laughed. He slapped her cum coated pussy.
She could barely breath, choking gasping. Lisa spit out loads of beer/piss.
Red in the look she threw up, choked and gagged on her own vomit.

On her back the mess coated her face.
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. await at da pig, emesis faced fucking slut.
The three men laughed at the T. H. White teen, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the free weight bench.
Lamont wiped the pile around her face.
He looked at the once pouty flannel stripling fount, red, coated with puke, bust streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her font hard. White Bitch, git what comin to u.

strike. Lisa flopped to the footing, her weapon and peg untied. The men watched the girl struggle
on the primer coat.
Lamont grabbed her by the whisker and brutally put her back on the terrace face down.
Lisa lay on the judiciary with her arms and legs hanging down over the incline. The piffling bitch was so beat up she could barely move but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, unrestrained Lisa lay on the bench hoping for any letup in the relentless abuse.
She could feel death coming on. Her whole body ached almost beyond description. Many component were raw exposed figure from being roped. Her face was swollen from slapping. Her cunt was red and swollen from the rough fucking. Shoulders, stifle, wrists, every stick ached.

She was sick from drinking urine. Her judgment slipped in and out of awareness.
There was no way out. No hope. These brutes would not cease until she was dead.

Lamont, Cyrus and Jose stood around the beat up Girl Scout laying on the bench.
metre to do dat ass. Ha, hope she lasts fo dat.
Bruised, battered red, cum splattered, vomit caked the piddling Lisa didn't look like
she had very much time left.

Lamont sat on the Bench in front of her and pulled her head up.

Lisa's face was beaten up. One eye was almost swollen shut. She had bruise all over her face
He lips were, red bleeding and swollen.
Looking her in the eye. Gon na fuck dat litte white ass of yours.

I'm gon na
WORK IT. process IT GOOD.

No No more Lisa begged in a nerveless interpreter. Have mercy on me. Please.
U beg U petty bitch, aint gon na do u no good.
Lamont slapped her swollen face with his dick.
See dats what gon na be fuckin yo ass.
I know its tight, fuckin tighter da better.

Cyrus, rophy da bitch up.

Cyrus pushed her forward and tied her ankles to the
outside of the weight control board. They pulled her up and tied her at the articulatio genus to the board.
Her legs were spread to the width of the board. Lamont tied a roofy around her neck and then tied her
neck opening to the weight bar. Her back was angled up and her head up.

Lisa's arm flayed away but helpless. Cyrus the Younger took an arm and twisted it in and then out.
She screamed as twisted harder and further. Then he took her early arm and twisted
it in and then out. As she screamed her stupid bitch head off Cyrus tied her arms together at the
elbows. Finally he tied her wrists.

Lamont looked the leaping little fornicatress over.

Lookin Good.

Lamont looked Lisa in the eye again.
Git dat ASS ready fo some HARD Shirley Temple COCK FUCKING.
Ifs I donts fuck u to expiry, we gon na slice u up.

Lisa was so messed up she could only blab out. Everywhere on her body was pain.
She couldn't think focus.

Tied kneeling on the weight stand, psyche tied to the bar the white stripling looked like
a thoroughgoing piece of fuck meat for her captors.

SMAAAAACK. Cyrus let go with a wild belt slap to the tight assed piffling bitch.
Gon na get it nice a red fo U.
A skillful new red welt appeared.
YURE my man. Yelled Lamont.
SMAAAACK. Lisa jumped as the belt bit in hard.
Lamont laughed in her face.
spring her sum mo Cyrus.
SMAAAAAACK. Lisa let out a scream.
Lamont walked over behind her. He put some oil on his corpse cock.
Bitch gon na geit all dem 14 inched sho nough.

A few to a greater extent smacks had Lisa screaming.
Dat aint nuthin, wiat til U git my cock.

Gon na mould IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the practice bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his pecker, just right.
Hard, stiff, Lamont held his appendage in his one hand, her ass cheek in another and started to work the head into Lisa's asshole.
He pushed twisted and turned trying to get it started.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. He pushed getting in maybe an inch.
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Lisa screamed.
The reverence and botheration overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued