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Prior : The school missy Pinata

Jenna could not see but there was lighting. Suddenly the luminousness went out. She waited in the dark.
Fear, pain in her coat of arms, sweat dripping down, panic was overcoming her.
As much as she feared what may happen she was do-or-die to lam from the Pinata.
What crazy, sick of, demented person would think of this ?
It was hot, so hot. When would they let her out.

"surprisal ! !"The illumination turned back on and there was cheering and laughing and singing.
Mexican music started up and then a chant. It was severely for Jenna to hear what they were saying.
What were they saying. There were so many vocalization. Everyone was laughing.
What would happen.

"WHOOOOOSH"A joint hit the paper Pinata. It was a terrible roar
to Jenna encased inside. Though she only felt an collateral impingement she shuddered in
accomplished fright. She shook and struggled as the viewer laughed at the shaking
Pinata.

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"Hit it again. Hit is again Hit it again."Jenna could get a line voices screaming.
Jenna shook in fear, totally helpless, waiting.

"knock it."Jenna heard the stick whistling through the air.
Again the control stick hit the Pinata full military group with a fearsome strait. Jenna tried to yell but gagged could
only let out a oink. She twisted but there was nothing she could do.
"Yea yea yea. Again. Hit it Again."

She felt someone grab the Pinata swing it wildly. Back and Forth she
swung, higher and mellow. The pain in the neck in the blazon and berm was so vivid. She swung back and forth encased inside the Pinata unable to see but hearing the laughter.

She heard all the taunts."Hit it again. Hit it again."
"WHAAACK"Again a hit even as the Pinata swung.

The Pinata twisted and turned as Jenna struggled inside.
Jenna could feel the stick moving up and down the side of the Pinata, taunting her.
The striker played to the bunch, swinging his stick back and forth.

There was a chant and another Whoosh and hit.

Then there was quiet. Sweating inside the Pinata, Jenna listened for any sound.
What would happen next. minute ticked away as she waited.

"Smack Smack."The Pinata was hit in quick succession. Jenna could feel the Pinata
falling away at the bottom.

Miguel could see his gift. Jenna's fair skinned legs and the tush of her school trunks
were starting to evidence. Miguel grabbed at the composition and began to deplume it away slowly.
He could see more and more than of the school young lady body. Jenna still in the dark felt his
hands sliding up and down her smooth wooden leg. His bridge player swept over her butt then between her
wooden leg. Involuntarily she tried to attract away but her rubbed his hand between her legs..

Slowly more of her encasement was pulled away. She could see spark but she could still not see
past the paper covering. The hands explored all of her body as she heard more laughing.
With a big rip, the remaining Pinata was torn away.

Jenna had a hard time adjusting to the light and sweat filled her eyes.
As she began to focus Jenna shook as she saw a room full of men and women.
The men had the curtly haircloth, gang tattoo's, clothes and semblance of a Mexican street gang.
Miguel, a hard, Young MMA fighter put his face next to Jenna.
"Bitch, looks like you are having a bad day."He ripped off her gag."I want to hear her screams."

Battle of Jena was babbling, begging.

"STOP THIS CRAZINESS."

Miguel screamed in her grimace and laughed as she shook.
"Stop ? We are just getting started."

He grabbed her font and kissed her pushing his spit inside her mouth.
"You are all mine and when I am done with you, I turn you over to my friends."

Jenna hung by her wrist joint in the room surrounded by gang penis.
Miguel stood back so everyone could get a skilful look at the American language girl
wall hanging by her radiocarpal joint."Take a salutary look, while she still has her uniform on."
Jenna hung helpless, crying.

Miguel's mom came by his face.
"You like what I got for you, a nice American language school fille. Happy natal day !"
Miguel smiled and kissed his Mom.

Miguel ripped off Jenna's school shorts leaving only her Stanford White panties.
He waved the shorts in the air."She won't need these any more."
"wellspring expect what we go herte."Nice white panties."Bad girl, you pee'd all over them.
He grabbed her white blouse and ripped it open.

Miguel fondled her chest."Little, but nice."He kissed her hard on the mouthpiece again.
"Bitch we are going to get to acknowledge each other real well."

Miguel tore away her bra. He squeezed her nipples with his digit.
"Please don't do this. I was trying to facilitate your mother."
"OH no no no."
Another gangbanger, Hector was behind her. Hector was up against her backside while
Miguel was face-to-face. Hands ran up and down her body.
Miguel kissed her mouth while Hector kissed her behind her neck.

tinker's dam, this is one hot bit."bitch, you gon na a be a sandwich."
They dropped their bloomers, their rooster bulging against their shorts.

Jenna's point twisted around. She looked anywhere for help.

"somebody help me. Please. Help."
Everywhere she looked she saw laughing faces. Men had beers and were eating. Music was blasting.

The men's torso rubbed against hers, cocks against her pussy and ass.
A bridge player slapped her grimace. Miguel laughed."You like it rough out ?"
"Did you like that ?"He slapped her again. Miguel squeezed her titty while
Hector reached from behind and twisted her nipples. Her tit were red and
her mammilla ached. Jenna tried not to but she screamed. Her fountainhead jerked back
pulled by the hair."That's it scream bitch."

Miguel ripped off her white panty."face at that sweetness white ass."
"Where is the rod."Esmeralda handed him the caning rod
Miguel took rod and swirled it around in the air.
"Oh no, no, don't hit me with that. No."

"Yea, yea, hack her. Do it. Do it now."
Miguel took the stick and ran it across the gripe's grimace. He dragged down her belly and around her ass.
Without warning he laid into Jenna's pure livid teen ass with a double fisted whack.

The screeching was curdling. The teen's body arched. He body shook.
Her ass meat quivered. With a grave breathing space, she begged.
A terrible red welt rose up on her ass.

Miguel put is his face next to her.
"Do I got your attention ?"
"What the fuck, do I have to hit you again ?"
"NO NO, you have my attention, oh please, not again. No OHHH"

The untested firearm of core hung helpless. Sweat was pouring from Jenna's face.
Miguel took the fearsome stick and ran it up and down her body.
He laughed and dropped the reefer and grabbed a beer. Hector took one too
and they both grabbed some food.

"You hungry."He asked Jenna."No No ”. I think you are and he spit
some chewed food in her boldness."clear your fucking mouth."
Jenna opened her sass and Miguel spit some more solid food out
of his rima oris into hers."Eat up Bitch."He laughed.

Hector took a drinkable of beer and spitting on Jenna's face.
"I think you are just a pig."“ We are going to make out you until
you fucking squeal."He ran his manus over the welt on her ass.
"How does that feel ?"
"It hurts terrible."“ Hector slapped the welted ass hard with his hand."
"Does that sense better."he laughed.
Hector picked up the wickerwork rod and waved it n the air laughing.
Jena screamed, sobbed, begged.


To Be Continued