Lisa slumped, hobble, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's thinker swirled in an unconscious state.

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

Man dat sume crazy shit. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her screech.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum in effect fucking.
Yea lets fuck dat little snatch. Bang her hard.

OH cocksucker man, look at dat. Is she suddenly ?
Cyrus the Younger looked a Lisa motionless on the floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
digital audiotape alright, we can make out her anyway.
U sick man, I not fuckin no unconscious mind bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

NO, not me. Besides, I am hungryyyyyyyyyy. Why don't u gogit some sliders at da castle
turd, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my energy to fuck. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA Stanford White castle and a White Bitch.

Cyrus, take dis 8 track over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin lash out fo that petty darn 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.
Dats soundly business, it the Amercian way.


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

( Lisa loved the break of the day Blue Hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain snow, they would run. When she was vernal Dad would lead
with the running Sung, cleaned up for his young girl. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the language were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

15 minutes later Lamont gets a phone call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat sliders and dropped off dat 8 track.
Gon na lend my friend Jose with me.

Man u know I don't like dat guy, everytime he over here sumpthing walks away like
an airtool last time.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't trust dat MF, got ta stay fresh go on an eye on him.


cool ! ! Shit thought Lamont. Fucking shifty 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 daybreak blueing hr. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, pelting Snow, they would run. When she was youth Dad would lead
with the running songs, cleaned up for his young girl. Now often she would do the jumper lead and he
would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one solution but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other little girl )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smack the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a idle looking MF. Red Bandanna, unkempt face fungus, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat fuck too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, nothing to destroy a good repast like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the tabular array, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few sliders from Lamont's bag.

Fucking rid loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
shag dozen slipper would be nothing for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner party. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to have fewww.

What you have over hereee. Jose spotted Lisa on the couch.
Our amusement.
She is passed out and we are waiting for here to come to, give her a little 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 future to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his bridge player over Lisa tits.
He fondled her bosom, rubbed her mamilla. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her only response were some nonvoluntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in presence
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black cars 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 joy to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to tell you how proud everyone is of you. Thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much like your grandmother. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the food market, him and your nan would be so proud.
After some little talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family motive, you let me know. Lisa is wonderful I hear respectable affair 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 pitcher. He had his
center finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His manus ran up and down Lisa's legs, 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 queasy ass Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet, so young.
His finger kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to go away to play 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 and
tied it with circle to the weight stand bar and then the other paw to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious teen on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weight bar up on the stand, pulling it up and wide and
then tied up the other. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back level and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide of the mark, ass up in the air, pussycat full give, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the exercising bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young thighs.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
sleeping BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK sleeping BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his firm hands and slid his stopcock along her pussy.
Ohhh, DOE that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his hammer slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as late as he could.
Her body stretched against the exercising weight of his terrible rape.

Still not awake, Jose leaned even further forward and expectoration in her face.
He slapped her kick cheek, 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 bench looking up at this big, tough, miserly looking fat screwing, his cock inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, face fungus and chew out dress were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her coat of arms and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in sodding terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his paw around.
He held her cockeyed and push deeply inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued