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Missing Mom serial

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard Labor

Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at nursing home with his girl Kendra.

They abused her with a unrelenting breeding session. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a poker game Party to get money to pay the bills. Abused at the poker party, the adjacent morn Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] pimp her out, blush with money they get a delivery of movie equipment. The delivery men and then relatives join for a brutal pack bang. Four Months later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Seth brings two lightlessness hombre who own a club. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their golf club. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself prisoner at a Black club. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to induct labor while a load down room watches.

Jolene is in a club meeting elbow room surrounded by work party members, little time exhaust hood and locals looking for a undecomposed time. sess fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the ovalbumin bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The nightspot has designed a program for her delivery. As the chopine is pushed into place the men in the way get-go clapping, laughing. An ingenious but simple gizmo it hangs from the cap by cables. There is a long 2 x 4 with two legs splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the bitch's ass will be supported.

What is on the crown of thorns member's catches creates a furor of upheaval. The club BOSS points to the 6 nails protruding 3 inches from each of hybrid 2 x 4's."This is to prevent the Bitches Patrick White Ass in place."“ ball club Nails for each buttock"Laughing and cheering prisonbreak out.

fervour built as Six men lift the unconscious Jolene up to set her on the platform.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

"What are you doing."What is going on."

"Ah, the harlot is back with us. This is you delivery table."

Jolene twists her head to see what he is talking about."NO, you can't put me on that. NO"

Jolene spots the nails."time lag, no, you can't do that. Stop"Jolene tries to flex and turn but the men

have a house grip. They lift her up and the men in the middle let her ass drop on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal type scream.

Almost in electric shock, she is scared to clamber. She is overcome with fear.

A rachet strap is wrapped around below her belly holding her ass tight to the platform.

There is an extra 2 x4 at her shoulders and another strap ties her down her upper body at the shoulder.

Finally her legs are circulate with her ankle joint placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more rachet straps.

"Oh My God, take me off this. I can't convey it. please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided footling sustenance but lots of pain. The nails bit into her ass."Take me off. I am athirst, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a cock rained peeing on her look. Soon other men joined in covering her in urine. A toughie started to jerk off shooting cum on her face. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry squawk. hold her some more."Men on both sides shot their payload on her case. A fingers reached out to scatter her lips and a cum incumbrance scene into her mouth.

"deglutition up Cum Slut."“ Cum jade"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

Men reached out running their helping hand over her flesh. Her batter meat was pinched, twisted, slapped. Jolene screamed. She begged for help, to be taken off the terrible platform.

The Club BOSS laughed."STEP BACK"“ spine. Quiet"

"Taking off his rap he doubled it over and dragged it slowly over her body."

Jolene trembled in veneration. She could only babble begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The BOSS brought the belt down over Jolene's thigh's.

The sound of the swath hitting her thighs again echoed through the way. Her already bruised legs became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The vociferation and screams from Jolene became fainter. The apprehend custody her ass in space became to a greater extent and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the whang cracked over her tortured tit. Cold water poured over her head revived her.

Everyone in the way was standing, yelling, screaming. The BOSS stopped the belted ammunition whipstitch. Laughing at her screams he slapped her face. Slapped her tits. Men from the room began crowding around her head. Cigar smoke blew in her face. A hand slapped her bald head.

"PUSH PUSH PUSH PUSH"Everyone was yelling screaming. The honcho grabbed her mouth and screamed in her bitch face."pushing thrust HARDER."

1 Hours Later :

Jolene's labor continued. Her side, mammilla, belly thighs were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a chance to cum on the cunt in labor movement. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The crowd stood back, tranquilize, content to observe her struggle, her brass contorted, her back arching, trying to rule some solace. Cum coating her soundbox glistened. Men laughed quietly at every moan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming finale as the doctor signaled the manner of speaking was near.

As another hr passed the audience became ungratified."thrust kick"“ Lets go"“ Push, push, thrust"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunting. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the smoke in her face. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her bruise breast. As she screamed he grabbed her face and screamed."Push harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."Give her a little more of the belt. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new spot to plant life his cigar, Darian removed his belt, a across-the-board leather studded belt with a prominent buckle. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A flavour of terror filled her fount. Darian grin raising the belt further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the clasp end. Jolene's body trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her scream was hoarse. The leg brawniness quivered. Small slice of peel stuck to the knock studhorse. picayune dots of blood appeared along the leg.

Another toughie joined Marcus, he pulled her head up by the minuscule hairsbreadth left on her shaved head so she could see the cigar against her tit. She flinched when the cigar touched her breast but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his whack down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the belt whistling down.

The crowd in the room got tough, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hired hand for the whacking to stop.

Doc took another look at her pussy."It's working, she is going to pop."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throes of bringing. He body sprain trying to dilute against her adhesion. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's screeching and the twit and jeers of the me filled the elbow room.

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The obstetrical delivery over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The way was quiet and dark-skinned. Barely conscious she moaned in pain sensation."Why did they leave her like this."“ What would find next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and light source came on. Jolene turned her school principal, imagination blurred she could make out the figure of two men and two women. Barely able to speak she begged them to help her.

"Please take me off of this, delight help me. Please…"

The men were dressed in gang vividness and their bitches wore blue denim and leather vests, their breasts almost fully exposed. The laughed and joked as they circled around Jolene."This White bitch is really have sex up."“ spirit at those welt and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the bloodless slut is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a pallet. switch it on a sight and cauterise it up."

"Put this composition of horseshit out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can give some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's mammilla. lilliputian lily-white driplets appeared

"facial expression we got some milking to do. Get me some rope."

Jamal found some old rope laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left breast, knotting it at the hind end looping it

around pulling as tight as she could leaving the tip of her knocker bulging out red.

Jolene who had appeared in semi-conscious daze jerked up screaming.

Charise began milking Jolene's tit, laughing as the bitch screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other crew cunt, had her own melodic theme. Her mitt was already half way in Jolene's stretched cunt.

Jamal grabbed the justly breast squeezing it at the base while milking her nipple with the other.

Jolene twisted against the forget me drug holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his stopcock against her face.

Milk squirted from her savaged breast. Cum splattered over her facial expression.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the helpless gripe cunt.

Face Fucked, milked, puss fucked Jolene passed into a fury. As her reception dropped her tormenter became more brutal. Finally Jolene's soundbox shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipples did cipher. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the cadence up man of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun enough for now her tormenters talked over what they should do next. They decided they would sneak her off for themselves, their own little Patrick White fuck toy.

They hoped she would make alert it to the old mill where they would preserve her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the ground they could see the ugly wound in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his hand over her descent ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her mortise joint and articulatio radiocarpea were bound with R-2 and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the R-2. They lifted her up like a art object of meat to stockpile her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered body hanging down. Charise lifted up her head, spit in her boldness and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the terrible dark future.

The End .