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Prior : The School Girl Pinata

Jenna could not see but there was lightness. Suddenly the Inner Light went out. She waited in the dark.
Fear, botheration in her arms, perspiration dripping down, panic was overcoming her.
As much as she feared what may occur she was desperate to escape from the Pinata.
What weirdo, sick, crazy person would think of this ?
It was hot, so hot. When would they let her out.

"SURPRISE ! !"The visible radiation turned back on and there was cheering and laughing and singing.
Mexican music started up and then a chant. It was tough for Jenna to find out what they were saying.
What were they saying. There were so many voices. Everyone was laughing.
What would happen.

"WHOOOOOSH"A stick hit the paper Pinata. It was a terrible boom
to Jenna encased inside. Though she only felt an collateral encroachment she shuddered in
terminated awe. She shook and struggled as the spectators laughed at the shaking
Pinata.

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"Hit it again. Hit is again Hit it again."Jenna could pick up vox screaming.
Jenna shook in veneration, totally helpless, waiting.

"Whack it."Jenna heard the stick whistling through the air.
Again the stick hit the Pinata full force with a terrible audio. Jenna tried to scream but gagged could
only let out a oink. She twisted but there was aught she could do.
"Yea yea yea. Again. Hit it Again."

She felt somebody grab the Pinata vacillation it wildly. Back and forth she
swung, in high spirits and gamy. The pain in the arms and shoulder joint was so intense. She swung back and forth encased inside the Pinata unable to see but hearing the laughter.

She heard all the taunt."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 experience the peg moving up and down the side of the Pinata, taunting her.
The striker played to the crowd, swinging his stick back and forth.

There was a chant and another Whoosh and hit.

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

"Smack Smack."The Pinata was hit in flying chronological sequence. Jenna could feel the Pinata
falling away at the bottom.

Miguel could see his gift. Jenna's evenhandedly skinned pegleg and the bottom of her school drawers
were starting to read. Miguel grabbed at the newspaper and began to charge it away slowly.
He could see more and more of the school lady friend consistence. Jenna still in the night felt his
hands sliding up and down her placid leg. His handwriting swept over her seat then between her
legs. Involuntarily she tried to pull away but her rubbed his hand between her legs..

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

Jenna had a tough time adjusting to the light and sweat filled her eyes.
As she began to concentrate Jenna shook as she saw a way fully of men and women.
The men had the unretentive hair, gang tattoo's, clothes and colour of a Mexican street gang.
Miguel, a problematical, immature MMA hero 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."

Jena was babbling, begging.

"STOP THIS CRAZINESS."

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

He grabbed her nerve and kissed her pushing his tongue 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 wrists in the room surrounded by gang fellow member.
Miguel stood back so everyone could get a dependable look at the American language missy
hanging by her wrists."Take a well look, while she still has her unvarying on."
Jenna hung helpless, crying.

Miguel's mom came by his side.
"You like what I got for you, a nice American school girl. Happy Birthday !"
Miguel smiled and kissed his Mom.

Miguel ripped off Jenna's school short leaving only her whiteness step-in.
He waved the shorts in the air."She won't need these any more."
"Well look what we go herte."Nice E. B. White panties."Bad girl, you pee'd all over them.
He grabbed her lily-white blouse and ripped it open.

Miguel fondled her breasts."slight, but nice."He kissed her hard on the backtalk again.
"Bitch we are going to get to have sex each early real well."

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

Damn, this is one hot piece."Bitch, you gon na a be a sandwich."
They dropped their pants, their tool bulging against their shorts.

Jenna's read/write head twisted around. She looked anywhere for help.

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

The men's consistence rubbed against hers, cocks against her puss and ass.
A hand slapped her face. Miguel laughed."You like it rough ?"
"Did you like that ?"He slapped her again. Miguel squeezed her titty while
Hector reached from behind and twisted her nipples. Her chest were red and
her nipple ache. Jenna tried not to but she screamed. Her question jerked back
pulled by the whisker."That's it screeching bitch."

Miguel ripped off her Edward Douglas White Jr. panties."looking at that sweetly whiteness 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, taxi her. Do it. Do it now."
Miguel took the stick and ran it across the bitch's font. He dragged down her belly and around her ass.
Without warning he laid into Jenna's pure white-hot teenaged ass with a double fisted whack.

The shrieking was curdling. The teen's body arched. He body shook.
Her ass sum quivered. With a arduous hint, she begged.
A terrible red welt rose up on her ass.

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

The Cy Young man of meat hung helpless. fret was pouring from Jenna's face.
Miguel took the horrific stick and ran it up and down her body.
He laughed and dropped the joint 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 intellectual nourishment in her cheek."surface your fucking mouth."
Jenna opened her sassing and Miguel spit some more nutrient out
of his mouth into hers."Eat up Bitch."He laughed.

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


To Be Continued