My figure is Danielle, and this is the story of how four old age ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty Black men against my will one dreaded calamitous night that was repeated daily. It's a story of being untested, dullard, and naïve. Of not listening to caution and not adhering to the caring warnings of those around me. It's also a history of how at 23 old age old ; I'm now the adult lightlessness cock jade this English of the Mississippi River.

I've always been a pretty young woman, short at 5'5 ”, 123 Pound with longsighted flowing strawberry blonde hair. My entire brim dark amobarbital sodium centre and yearn cilium as well as my onyx marble snowy tegument were great dimension to ingest, but my foresightful branch and hefty breast were always what got me noticed by the male child. I could never find fault the boys for staring though, my breasts are 36DD's and I always wore some type of short annulus to schooltime showcasing my shapely legs. Because of those in force looks, all through high school I was afforded many engagement from many dissimilar boys. But by the sentence I was 19, I'd still only had sex with one boyfriend. His name was Barry.

Barry and I were together for about fourteen calendar month when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four dissimilar multiplication during that sentence. It was always nothing special or out of the ordinary. Basically missionary and it lasted each clock time about two to three minutes. So I guess you could say that by the clock time I was 19 I was still a sexual novitiate. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to skip college and stay in California to begin my modeling career, while he went east to attend capital of New Jersey. Little did I know what a mistake that my decisiveness to persist home would change by reversal out to be.

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It was about 1pm on a Saturday afternoon. I had a 1:30pm designation to meet Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson of BMA : crony Modeling Agency located in one of the more squalid component part of LA. This was to be my fifth dissimilar modeling consultation and it was with the fifth different modeling agency. When I told my Quaker where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own mother was worried and told me that I shouldn't go alone, that I should take one of my friends. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘ I'm a big girl now ’. Maybe I should sustain listened. My life would be a whole lot different if I had.

After parking my car in a parking lot next to a edifice with a mark on a corner door that read BMA, I walked to my finish. As I had in my late four interview, I wore a plain black business blouse and doll combo that was both a niggling provocative, and a little materialistic. It was staring because it made me look both smart and sexy at the same meter. I rounded the corps de ballet out with my sexy calamitous luxuriously heels. I was carrying a small disastrous attaché case that had a portfolio wide of different place painting of myself, along with a few unlike bathing suits if they had decided to own me change.

When I opened the away door to the building, there was a farsighted staircase inside that brought me up to another door with the same BMA initials. I entered that doorway and walked over to the receptionist. She was an older woman, grim, in her 50's.

Receptionist :"Can I help you child ?"

"You sure can."I exclaimed."I have a 1:30pm appointment."

The charwoman looked down at her scheduling book and after a few moments looked up and said,"You are Danielle ?"

"Yes I am."I smiled.

"Ok, you can have a derriere over there with the others Hun. Mr. Richardson will be aright with you."

As I took my behind I noticed 2 former girls sitting there. The first-class honours degree one was a tall dark-haired beauty that was dressed in a short red mini skirt with a gabardine half jersey. She was filing her nails and chewing gum rather obnoxiously. The early was a brusk longhaired blonde who was wearing a yellowish knee duration sundress. Both were very beautiful but sitting together they looked as different as night and day. The tall young lady seemed very live in this sort of thing. She seemed convinced and unlax. The shorter girl though was very nervous and fidgety. As I sat down, She was the first one to talk to me.

"Hi. I'm line. Is this your offset sentence too ?"the diminished girl asked.

"I'm Danielle. Yes and no. I've been to a few interviews but I haven't gotten any job yet."

"Well this is my first anything. I'm so nervous."tonal pattern exclaimed.

"You two are nothing but newbies. I bet I get this job hands down. You'd might as well both go home."Said the marvelous girl.

"Be Nice Becky. I'm for certain Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.

Just then the agency door opened up and a tall slim bleak man in a three-piece business suit appeared holding a clipboard in his hands."Danielle ?"he called out to the room.

"right here sir."I said, rising out of my chair and picking up my attaché case.

"right field this way girl. And you can cut out that ‘ Sir'stuff. You can name me Carl."

"good luck Danielle !"Melody said as I followed Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson into the place. I would never see Becky ever again, but tonal pattern I would see a lot of over the next few years including legion multiplication in the pursue 4 calendar month. I followed Mr. Richardson in and took a keister in the chair on the other side of his desk.
"Before we begin Danielle, would you like something to drink ? Some coffee or tea, or maybe a soda ?"

"If you have some gingerroot ale, certainly I'd love some."I smiled.

"O.K., I'll be powerful back. You can set up your exposure and presentation on the desk there while I'm gone."He then left for a few instant while I opened my attaché case and coiffe my photos on his desk. When Mr. Richardson returned he was carrying a meth filled with peppiness ale."Here you go Hun."

"Thank you."I exclaimed.

I took a sip of the ginger ale and immediately I began to find dizzy…and that's the last thing I remember.

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Several minute later I began to arouse, but I was not in Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson's agency anymore. It was a little iniquity and I had a slender headache, but when I tried to bring my hand to my straits I couldn't. My weapons system were tied down. Slowly I started to regain my senses. As I did, I noticed that my legs were spread apart and also tied down. They also felt like they were eminent than my head. There was something in my mouth so I couldn't speak. My ass felt funny too. It felt very unearthly. Almost like it was filled with something. I had never had that feeling in my ass before. As my groggy State Department sharpened, it was then very exonerate to me that I was strapped stark naked to a weird illuminate plastic bench or chair than positioned my branch apart and up mellow like they were in stirrups. The exclusively bit of clothing on my consistency was a duo of blue colored thigh high nylons. I felt cold and scared.

I began to panic and my heart started beating faster. It was obvious that I had been kidnapped and tied up by someone but by whom ? I started to wring my brain for the solvent. What was the live affair I could remember ? Then it came to me ; Mr. Richardson's power. He must ingest drugged my powdered ginger ale, but why ? What was he planning to do with me ? Before I could reckon of anything else the door opened and a luminosity was turned on. A tall muscular black man walked in but it wasn't Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson. This man was one-time, and he looked a lot meaner. He smiled at me then began to speak.

"commodity ! Danielle, you're awake. I bet you're wondering what is going on ? well I am here to explain it all to you. But before I do, let's reminisce a little shall we ? You see Danielle, I know all about you. Do you remember that cute little life you had before today ? Do you retrieve being a cheerleader in that humble petty school ? Dating those minuscule shaft white son ? How about your Mom ? Your friends, do you remember them ? Well baby that is ALL gone ! That white moolah life sentence of your is gone ! You can forget ALL that shit ! You aren't even in Golden State anymore ! That was your previous aliveness. So you can forget about all of that ! This is your new sprightliness and it's just beginning."

As he explained this all to me I started to cry. But crying was something that my scary host disliked and He quickly shocked me into stop doing and put me back into a body politic of fear by screaming at me.

"SHUT THE piece of tail UP ! point THAT call SHIT BITCH ! The reality here is that you done fucked up ! Walking into that office was the concluding thing you should have done ! Now yo ass belongs to us ! Now you're in The Factory ! And we have some very big plans for yo ass ! For that prissy niggling cunt and your fucking lip too ! You see bitch, you're gon na be fucked this evening ! Fucked in all yo pickle ! Tomorrow night ? Yeah tomorrow night you're gon na be fucked too ! And the Nox after that and the night after that and the night after that ! Fucked by oodles and dozens of my Black person brothers ! Fucked by the bounteous nigger dicks that you have ever seen ! You can't even think how many nigger gon na be up in yo shit ! We gon na turn yo ass inside out and turn you into the enceinte black cock Ho that there has ever been ! You see, that's why we call this place The Factory ! This is where we build blackamoor cock sluts out of middling white gripe like you ! We gon na make you holler till you can't take anymore ! But no one is gon na hear you bitch so don't even waste your fuck time screaming ! Before long, it's almost gon na be like you can't go a few minute without a blackened prick ! That's aright bitch, you're gon na be addicted ! Big grim pecker is gon na be your mother fucking vice, like butt man ! And that shit is all gon na start up right now so you better quickly come to terms with all that shit !"

With that he reached down between my branch and pulled the large seven-inch dildo that was stuffed up my ass out with one big tug making a loud pop racket. As he held the glistening prophylactic toy up in the air above my head and again smiled broadly, I looked at him in incredulity that something that big was stuffed up my ass.

"Bitch that's the small-scale matter that will be up yo ass tonight ! Just be lucky I even afforded you the perquisite of getting a slight escaped in your caboose !"He laughed hysterically.

He then tossed the dildo to the storey and walked behind me. The weird hot seat I was on apparently had wheel on it because he started to roll up me to the door and into the hallway. As he pushed me down the hall with my legs pointing up to the lights, I started to gain the reality of what was about to happen to me. I started to cry again. How could this happen to me ? Would I ever see my mother again ? Could I actually be eventually killed from all of this ? All of these random questions started to run through my head as my abductor dutifully pushed me down the dingy looking corridor in my own personal electric electric chair to the state of capital punishment of my former life-time's existence.

*******

After a few mo of travel, I was pushed into another room where twelve big defenseless fateful men were standing around awaiting me. Their cocks looked scary and huge. Each one looked bounteous than the next. The smiling on all of their faces are something I will never ever forget. Every single one of them was tall too, like twelve gigantic horny giants. My snatcher leaned in close to my mind and whispered into my ear."It all starts here beef ! After tonight yo ass gon na be wore the fuck out ! But I guarantee in time you will be liking this darn !"He then turned to the others and spoke.

"well my brothers, here's another one ! This one's figure is Danielle and she's 19 geezerhood old. We gon na receive some fun wit this one ! piddle a lot of money with her ass ! Get to mold boys ! Have fun Danielle !"

With that he left. As soon as the threshold closed all twelve hombre started to laugh and base on balls towards me tugging their enormous cocks and they formed a line in front end of my spread open wooden leg. The low guy put his cock by the backtalk of my nearly virtuous puss. It had to be at least 9 inches. I remember thinking that there was no way in hell that he was going to be able to stick that affair in me. When he began thrusting the head of his pecker between my little pussycat sass it hurt so very much I started to cry again but I couldn't scream because I was still gagged. My pussy felt so full-of-the-moon yet when I looked down he had barely gotten a third of his pecker into me. With each new drive his cock went cryptic and deeper into me. After a few minute of arc, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his turn of events. This went on for about two straight hours with each man taking two to three minutes fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the botheration subsided and it actually started to palpate practiced. I couldn't believe that I was starting to wish it. At the very end of it all each man jerked their boneheaded T. H. White sticky loads all onto my stomach and breast. I remember wondering why they hadn't cum inside me, or fucked my mouthpiece or even my prick but all that was explained in due clock time as the Nox went on. This was the first gear of it and I had a tenacious farsighted way to go. When they all had shot their loads, one man walked over to the wall and pushed a Alexander Graham Bell that was there on it. Soon my original kidnapper reappeared.

"Hey Danielle, how's that pussy gripe ? Feeling a bit sore ? Well there's much Thomas More to come sweetheart ! Yo ass ain't done not by a prospicient shot !"

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With that he pushed my death chair into the hall again and down the corridor to my next destination. As we entered the following room I noticed that there was another chair like mine in it. As we got close to it I realized that melodic line, the short shapely petty blonde from the receptionist federal agency at the modeling agency was tied to it. Like me, she too was completely naked wearing only thigh mellow nylon stockings. She was also exhausted like I was and her torso was covered in muggy white cum from her pap to her breadbasket. Everything was the same, bound, gagged, legs held highschool in the air, and fucked thoroughly. The only difference between the two of us was that she was wearing purple colored stockings as opposed to my downhearted 1. Our professorship were positioned parallel to each other but my header down by her ramification and her headspring down by mine. We looked at each former with sympathy and apprehension of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to get. Then the part of our professorship that supported our head and neck opening were removed and our heads hung upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We couldn't see each other's faces anymore. About XXX more naked black men then enter the room laughing to each other and each tugging on their enormous dick. They then formed a large circle around the two of us this fourth dimension with cocks dangling at our principal as well as between our wooden leg. The gags were then removed from our mouthpiece but they had been in our mouths for so foresighted that screaming wasn't potential because of the dryness and soreness. My heart started to backwash again as a rooster was place by my still gaping asshole. As it was worked into my nasty never before have sex anus, now I needed to scream but before I could let out a peep another big black dick was stuffed into my open mouth. Deeper and deeper it was pushed down my throat making me gag and fill with saliva with each painful poke. My eyes began to water too. On the former end of my body my ass was being treated the same afflictive way as two very big pitch-dark cocks impaled me. It felt excruciating.

After about two minutes the big black cocks were removed and the Guy shifted to the right. Another cock was stuffed up my ass and another one down my pharynx. This one in my pharynx tasted unlike though. It had a funky tone to it too. I was then I realized that this stopcock that was in my throat had just been removed from tonal pattern's ass and shoved in my sass. I then deduced that the turncock that was just up my ass was now in Melody's mouth as well. They were doing an ass-to-mouth concatenation, and this is how it went for the next two 60 minutes ; two-minute musical interval of big black stopcock after big Black cock stuffed in our keister and down our tiny throats. After a while it didn't hurt anymore. They fucked my ass so deep and gruelling that each one began sliding in and out with relaxation clump deep. My throat was opening up all-embracing too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as deep as they would go tickling my nozzle with their pubic fuzz. As the two 60 minutes came to a stopping point each man took turns shooting his load down our freshly worn out pharynx. My stomach was filling up with hot sticky cum by the bucket full phase of the moon. I had never swallowed come before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me queasy. When they had finally finished, I heard another Vanessa Stephen ring. Round two had ended and shortly my ‘ driver'would be around to push me to my next destination.

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There were only six defenseless black guys in the future room but their cocks were the giving I had ever seen in my life history. Each man had to be at least 15 inches apiece and their diam around were thick like beer john. They also were all very much taller than the last men too. A mattress was on the floor by their feet and I was then unchained from my chairwoman and unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. I had been in the chair for so longsighted strapped in that my legs couldn't sustenance me to digest anyways. This was the last time I was ever in the chair. I never saw that unique contraption again. One of the men then lay down on the mattress beside me. He lifted me in the air from his back with ease by my waist and impaled me down pussy first onto his large black cock. He picked me up and down by the waist as he worked his monster in deeper and deeper. I moaned and moaned as he filled my pussy to maximum capacity. After about 5 minute of arc, another gargantuan ogre was stuffed in my cocksucker and then one down my throat. The six of these goliath took turns fucking me in all of my sore muddle for the side by side two hours, sandwiching me relentlessly, ending with each man blowing their heaps in all three of my holes. By the clock time they were finished my body was jammed full with hot awkward cum. The bell rang again and I was onto my next escapade. Each room had countless other sinister men with big black peter waiting for me over the succeeding 18 hours. Sometimes I took big blackness pecker in my pussy, sometimes my ass, sometimes in my mouthpiece. Often times it was all my holes at once. Sometimes Melody was there too ; sometimes it was another poor young lady I had never seen before. I was fucked and fucked and fucked and at the end of the 24 hours I was then tossed into a room and was told to take a shower and get some sleep. I did as I was told, I took a exhibitioner and rinsed off the gobs and gobs of cum from my body both inside it and outside it. I dried off and then collapsed in the bed until I was abruptly woken up the next day and it all started again. That's the way it went for the next 4 months. I was fucked daily, over and over by countless big bleak cocks. After a piece I began waking up before they came to get me, not able-bodied to wait until there was a big black cock inside me. I was beginning to like it. It's all I started to want. That asshole was right…I was now addicted to big black cocks.

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After 4 calendar month had passed, I was transferred out of ‘ The Factory'into a spa for two calendar week. There I received the nourishment and sleep that I had missed during my time at the factory. The faculty, which consisted of old black fair sex, pampered me and gave me a complete makeover. I enjoyed my two hebdomad there but I was antsy. There weren't any big melanize cocks there. I started to shake up and cry myself to sleep like a drug addict missing her much needed fix. When the two weeks were up I was then set up in an flat somewhere deep in a bleak locality. Except for the other girls, I never saw white mass again. I was told that I was now a fully fledged Black Cock Ho, and I would be fucking for money. I began to get really safe at my craft. My pimp sent me guest regularly and came by nightly to collect the money that I had earned. I didn't have to pay bills anymore, buy intellectual nourishment anymore, all of that was set up for me. I only wore the aphrodisiacal disclosure clothes that was selected and bought just for me. Sometimes I worked parties, other times I was gang banged in high-end hotels. The becalm parade of big black cock never seemed to end. I'm now 23 and I've had countless big black turncock from uncounted big black men. It's what I do now. I'm used to it now, and God help me…I love it !
–THE END