Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's judgement swirled in an unconscious mind state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the cart track field. With the sun in her eyes she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, strong footstep she could make out the uniform.
She started running. It had to be. But it couldn't, not for another two weeks.
Held in her Dad's unattackable sleeve she felt safe. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that awful place. )

Man dat sume crazy doodly-squat. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her shrieking.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum unspoiled fucking.
Yea lets fuck dat lilliputian cunt. boot her hard.

OH tinker's dam man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the trading floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
DAT alright, we can fuck her anyway.
U sick of 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 sliders at da castle
tinker's dam, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a XII, gots to get my energy to fuck. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA White palace and a White Bitch.

Cyrus, take dis 8 rails over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin round fo that piffling shit fo, Lamont.

The young pal are jackin them. You know every one got ta scratch somewhere.
I buy them up to help dem and then later when they movin on up to cars and shit they come
to me to move dem.
Dats good business organisation, it the Amercian way.


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

( Lisa loved the dayspring Blue hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainfall snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would leave
with the track down Sung, cleaned up for his Loretta Young girl. Now often she would do the pencil lead and he
would come after and the language were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one reply, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

15 minutes later Lamont gets a Call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat sliders and dropped off dat 8 data track.
Gon na play my friend Jose with me.

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


Cool ! ! Shit thought Lamont. Fucking shifty fat ass greasy MFer.
wonderment 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 morning Blue hr. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater coke, they would run. When she was Thomas Young Dad would lead
with the running songs, cleaned up for his Thomas Young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would stick to 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 other fille )

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

Dammmm, thought Lamont, nothing to ruin a good repast like having to seem at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few sliders from Lamont's bag.

fucking free loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf down these sliders.
Fucking twelve slider would be nothing for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner party. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to deliver 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 derive to, founder her a little remainder 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 hobble, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his manpower over Lisa teat.
He fondled her breasts, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her only response were some nonvoluntary 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 blackness machine pulled up. The driver of the middle car got out and opened the back door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a pleasance to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to distinguish you how proud 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 mart, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some small talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family pauperization, you let me know. Lisa is wonderful I hear good things about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful saint. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her stage and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His deal ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a digit inside her and then another
probing and prodding privileged her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one sick fuck Man, she is fucking out insensate Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so angelical, so Thomas Young.
His fingerbreadth kept pushing inside her.

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

My pal, heee came up and had to impart to work in the area and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a mother fucker 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 judiciary. He took a wrist and
tied it with circle to the weight stand bar and then the early hand to the other side.
Jose grin as he looked at the helpless unconscious stripling on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the exercising weight bar up on the stand, pulling it up and wide and
then tied up the early. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back savorless and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide, ass up in the air, pussy encompassing capable, inviting a fuck.

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

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO shtup SLEEPING BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thigh with his substantial hands and slid his tool along her pussy.
Ohhh, doess that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his prick slid deeply inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as deep as he could.
Her trunk stretched against the weight of his horrific rape.

Still not awaken, Jose leaned even further forward and saliva 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 mind state.

She was tied to the exercise bench looking up at this big, hoodlum, mean looking fat ass, his cock inside her.
His bearded cheek, gold tooth, beard and taunt wearing apparel were a setting out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his hawkshaw. 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 men around.
He held her cockeyed and thrust mysterious inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO occlusive AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued