Lisa the poor little kidnapped Girl watch stood on the cheating level in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her sleeve behind her back. Her young eubstance stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. voice of her Scout uniform tattered and stained still clung to her but she was naked from the waist down.
Prior-
The Girl lookout -1
The Gril Scout -2 pappa


The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her oral fissure 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 climax. Now she waited, helpless at the total mercy of her captors. Her mind 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 have sex with her again ?

She felt so many infliction but more than anything her articulatio humeri ached. Every movement pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal arena ached from the rocky fuck. She suffered bruises and cuts, not life-threatening but all sore. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by booze and pot and of grade, the mass of the helpless
piece of music of white meat strung up before their heart. There was a driving lust. A lust to fuck this white girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of lecherousness, hatred, desire.

gyration through all the men were thoughts of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. shag a young Caucasian 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 good jack, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so adept.
He relived the moment talkin how good she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old burly black man his face showed the
the hard life of his many years. His face was pock marked and his mitt rough and calloused from
years of hard work.

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

NONO Don't Stop

His digit twisted round and round. Then he fucked her with his three fingers brutally penetrating
her. In and out his finger moved, stopping only to stroke her clitoris. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sugariness pussycat, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his hired hand, smeared his fingerbreadth on her look and then stuck his digit in Lisa's mouthpiece.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no choice but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussycat succus from his hand.

Now Girl, I got something special for you. I am Bubba and they call me the puppet man because
I got all sort of pecker. This hear is a big businessman staple gun. I got an adaptor on it an it has a magazine
of raw material they use for palette, extra longs the shout them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you crazy. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple into an nearby board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be following. NO NO You are Crazy.

thump ! Lisa hit the ground when the cable holding her up in the air released.
Laying on the primer she felt the flash relief on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. crying. Please no more.
She tried to crawl away. A pathetic useless try to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked cunt was at their mercy.

Where u going slit ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba pull over a wooden saw horse.
No NO

arms grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw knight. The held her ankle joint and tied them to the branch on one slope. Her legs were spread along the English of the wooden leg of the horse.
dessert. shtup expression at dat red cent. Ready fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her center, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrists were tied to the saw horse legs
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top display board, her chest spread on either side.
The crowd watched in anticipation as the tool man took up spatial relation behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the puppet judiciary sobbing waiting.

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

The ability stapler Bubba had could fool away staples a respectable aloofness. Bubba took up a maculation
about a foot from the fiddling bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a staple fiber and missed on aim but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staples lodged in the kick ass. pocket-sized line of descent trails and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass centre twitched, musculus's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A slight phone and she jumped.

Looked at ass start 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 collation to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more staples slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to scud again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it staple dat ass, Dats 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 hands pulling her toward him as he thrust thick inside her.

digital audiotape I MAN. work IT study IT
Fuck her operose man. fuck dat white son of a bitch man.



To Be Continued