Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's mind swirled in an unconscious state.

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

Man dat sume crazy cocksucker. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her scream.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets love dat niggling cunt. smasher her hard.

OH Shit man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus the Younger looked a Lisa motionless on the floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
Dats alright, we can screw 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 luger at da castle
Shit, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my energy to screw. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA egg white Castle and a White Bitch.

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

The young brothers are jackin them. You know every one got ta start somewhere.
I buy them up to avail dem and then later when they movin on up to machine and shit they come
to me to move dem.
DAT safe business, it the Amercian way.


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

( Lisa loved the morning time 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 Whitney Moore Young Jr. Dad would conduce
with the prevail birdcall, cleaned up for his vernal daughter. Now often she would do the track and he
would accompany and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one reply, Fighting commencement, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for former girls )

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

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


Cool ! ! turd thought Lamont. Fucking shifty fat ass greasy MFer.
Wonder 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 dayspring Blue minute. As long as she could commemorate this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would precede
with the running songs, cleaned up for his untested daughter. Now often she would do the lead 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 but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for early girls )

Cyrus 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 fuck too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, null to ruin a good meal like having to calculate at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few yellow-bellied terrapin from Lamont's bag.

Fucking free lumper MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
Fucking twelve Pseudemys scripta would be nothing for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner party. 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 come to, give her a little rest then… ...

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

Jose sat following to Lisa and sat her up side by side to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his hands over Lisa breast.
He fondled her breasts, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.

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

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running base in breast
with Wolfgang Pauli. Lisa watched as three black gondola pulled up. The driver of the heart car got out and opened the back threshold. 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 proud everyone is of you. Thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so a great deal like your granny. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the market place, him and your grannie would be so proud.
After some pocket-size talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your home pauperization, you let me know. Lisa is wondrous 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 ramification and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger's breadth rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a fingerbreadth inside her and then another
probing and prodding inside her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one nauseated fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so odoriferous, so Loretta Young.
His finger's breadth kept pushing inside her.

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

My pal, heee came up and had to leave alone to shape in the flying field and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a bastard cerebration Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's weight Bench. He took a carpus and
tied it with rope to the weight stand bar and then the former hand to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious adolescent on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the articulatio talocruralis to the exercising weight bar up on the standpoint, pulling it up and all-embracing 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, pussy wide open, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the workout judiciary. He ran his rough hands up and down the
untested thigh.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
quiescence BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK quiescency BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his strong hands and slide his shaft along her pussy.
Ohhh, doess that feeellll sound. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his cock slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as abstruse as he could.
Her soundbox stretched against the weightiness of his horrendous rape.

Still not awake, Jose leaned even further forward and spittle 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 drill bench looking up at this big, tough, mean looking fat nooky, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, beard and ragged dress were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her coat of arms and peg burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thigh almost wrapping his script around.
He held her tight and poking thick inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued