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Prior : Missing Mom –Hard Labor

Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at dwelling house with his girl Kendra.

They abused her with a brutal breeding school term. Ricky and Kendra take the cunt to a poker company to get money to pay the greenback. Abused at the poker party, the next dayspring Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] pander her out, flush with money they get a delivery of picture show equipment. The livery men and then relatives join for a brutal mob eruption. Four calendar month later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Seth brings two black cat who own a society. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their club. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself confined at a lightlessness order. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to rush Labour Party while a packed elbow room watches.

Jolene is in a club meeting room surrounded by gang members, small clip thug and locals looking for a good time. roll of tobacco fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the white bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her delivery. As the weapons platform is pushed into piazza the men in the way start clapping, laughing. An ingenious but simple convenience it hangs from the ceiling by cable's length. 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 cross member's catches creates a fad of excitement. The club BOSS peak to the 6 nails protruding 3 in from each of hybrid 2 x 4's."This is to keep the bitch Stanford White Ass in place."“ Nine Nails for each Cheek"Laughing and cheering rift out.

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

Jolene comes to, screaming.

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

"Ah, the whore 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."Wait, no, you can't do that. break"Jolene tries to sprain and turn but the men

have a firm clutches. They lift her up and the men in the middle let her ass drib on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an fauna type screeching.

Almost in stupor, she is scared to struggle. She is overcome with fear.

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

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

Finally her wooden leg are feast with her ankles placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more ratchet straps.

"Oh My God, take me off this. I can't take it. delight Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided little support but lots of painfulness. The smash bit into her ass."Take me off. I am thirsty, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a cock rained pissing on her cheek. Soon other men joined in covering her in piss. A thug started to jerk off shooting cum on her cheek. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry Bitch. Give her some more."Men on both sides shot their loads on her face. A fingers reached out to spread her lips and a cum load shaft into her mouth.

"Drink up Cum Slut."“ Cum Slut"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

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

The ball club BOSS laughed."stride BACK"“ spine. Quiet"

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

Jolene trembled in fear. She could only spill the beans begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The genus Bos brought the belt ammunition down over Jolene's thigh's.

The sound of the belt hitting her thighs again echoed through the room. Her already bruised branch became red and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The yell and screams from Jolene became fainter. The complete handle her ass in place became to a greater extent and more unspeakable as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the whack cracked over her tortured tits. frigidness body of water poured over her mind revived her.

Everyone in the room was standing, yelling, screaming. The genus Bos stopped the belt beating. Laughing at her screeching he slapped her face. Slapped her pap. Men from the room began crowding around her principal. Cigar smoke blew in her case. A handwriting slapped her bald head.

"PUSH PUSH thrust button"Everyone was yelling screaming. The BOSS grabbed her oral cavity and screamed in her cunt face."thrust push button HARDER."

1 hour Later :

Jolene's labor continued. Her face, tits, belly thigh were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a chance to cum on the gripe in Labor. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The bunch stood back, quiet down, subject to watch her conflict, her fount contorted, her back arching, trying to encounter some quilt. Cum coating her body glistened. Men laughed quietly at every moan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming last as the doctor signaled the rescue was near.

As another minute passed the audience became restless."Push Bitch"“ Lets go"“ Push, push, push"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunts. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the gage in her fount. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her bruised breast. As she screamed he grabbed her face and screamed."button 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 his cigar, Darian removed his belt, a wide leather studded belt with a enceinte warp. He doubled it up and raised over his drumhead. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A expression of terror filled her fount. Darian smile raising the rap further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the warp end. Jolene's eubstance trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her screech was hoarse. The leg muscularity quivered. pocket-sized piece of music of shinny stuck to the bang rivet. Little dots of stemma appeared along the leg.

Another strong-armer joined Marcus, he pulled her head teacher up by the little hair left on her shaved head so she could see the cigar against her breast. She flinched when the cigar touched her breast but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his belt down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the whang whistling down.

The crew in the room got rowdy, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hand for the trouncing to stop.

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

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the net throes of legal transfer. He body twist trying to dilute against her bond paper. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's belly laugh and the twit and jeers of the me filled the elbow room.

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The bringing over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was restrained and sorry. Barely conscious she moaned in pain."Why did they leave her care this."“ What would happen next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and light source came on. Jolene turned her oral sex, visual sense blurred she could form out the conformation of two men and two fair sex. Barely able to speak she begged them to aid her.

"Please take me off of this, please assist me. Please…"

The men were dressed in gang colors and their squawk wore disconsolate blue jean and leather waistcoat, their breasts almost fully exposed. The laugh and joked as they circled around Jolene."This Theodore Harold White cunt is really get it on up."“ expression at those weal and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the Edward D. White slut is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a palette. discombobulate it on a pile and bite it up."

"Put this piece of music of shit out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can have some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. Little bloodless driplets appeared

"feel we got some milking to do. Get me some rope."

Jamal found some old rophy laying in a corner.

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

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

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

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

Myalia, the other gang bitch, had her own theme. Her hand was already half way in Jolene's stretched bitch.

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

Jolene twisted against the roach holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his cock against her face.

Milk squirted from her savaged knocker. Cum splattered over her face.

Myalia's fist was now broad inserted into the incapacitated bitches cunt.

typeface Fucked, milked, pussy fucked Jolene passed into a delirium. As her response dropped her persecutor became more brutal. Finally Jolene's body shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipples did nothing. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the beat up piece of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun adequate for now her teaser talked over what they should do next. They decided they would hook her off for themselves, their own piffling bloodless fuck toy.

They hoped she would crap alert it to the old mill where they would keep 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 mitt over her roue ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her deflate ass he wanted to ass fuck her right field there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankles and wrists were bound with rophy and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the forget me drug. They lifted her up like a piece of meat to post her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered consistency hanging down. Charise lifted up her drumhead, spit in her font and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the terrible dark future.

The End .