Lisa slumped, hitch, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's head swirled in an unconscious mind state.

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

Man dat sume looney diddlyshit. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her screech.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum proficient fucking.
Yea lets roll in the hay dat little cunt. Bang her hard.

OH diddlyshit man, look at dat. Is she short ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the base.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
Dats alright, we can fuck 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 sliders at da rook
jack, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my energy to love. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA White palace and a White Bitch.

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

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


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

( Lisa loved the morning amobarbital sodium time of day. As long as she could think this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain C. P. Snow, they would run. When she was Cy Young Dad would chair
with the run for songs, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would come after and the lyric poem were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one resolution, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

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

Man u know I don't like dat guy, everytime he over here sumpthing walkway away like
an airtool death sentence.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't reliance dat MF, got ta keep open keep an eye on him.


Cool ! ! Shit thought Lamont. Fucking shifting fat ass greasy MFer.
curiosity 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 morning blue hr. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater nose candy, they would run. When she was untried Dad would lead
with the running songs, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the jumper cable and he
would watch 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 other girls )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could sense the slipper as they walked in.
Jose was a wild looking MF. Red bandanna, unkempt beard, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat shag too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, zero to deflower a good repast like having to reckon at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few sliders from Lamont's bag.

ass free loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
shag dozen slider would be goose egg for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to cause 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 get to, afford her a petty rest then… ...

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

Jose sat next to Lisa and sat her up next to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his hands over Lisa tits.
He fondled her chest, rubbed her teat. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her solely reception were some nonvoluntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running base of operations in front
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three shameful gondola pulled up. The driver of the middle car got out and opened the back door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a delight to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to tell you how gallant everyone is of you. give thanks you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so practically like your grandmother. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the market, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some small talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family penury, you let me have intercourse. Lisa is fantastic I hear unspoiled 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 legs and rubbed between her heap. He had his
middle finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's pegleg, he pushed a finger inside her and then another
probing and prodding inside her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one sick fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so cherubic, so young.
His fingers kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to leave to mold in the fields and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a bastard thinking 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 wrist joint and
tied it with R-2 to the weight tie-up bar and then the other helping hand to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious mind adolescent on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weightiness bar up on the stand, pulling it up and astray 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, pussycat wide spread out, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pant and straddled the physical exercise judiciary. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young second joint.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK SLEEPING BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his strong hands and slide his dick along her pussy.
Ohhh, doess that feeellll just. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his cock slid cryptic inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as cryptic as he could.
Her body stretched against the weight of his terrible rape.

Still not awake, Jose leaned even further forward and spittle in her face.
He slapped her bitch brass, one way and then the early. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious mind state.

She was tied to the exercise workbench looking up at this big, yob, think looking fat fuck, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, beard and take to task dress were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her arms and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thigh almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her loaded and throw thick inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO blockage AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued