Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's nous swirled in an unconscious state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the data track bailiwick. With the sun in her eyes she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, warm strides 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 unattackable arms she felt safe. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that painful property. )

Man dat sume unbalanced diddly-shit. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets sleep together dat little cunt. thrill her hard.

OH Shit man, look at dat. Is she utterly ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the trading floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
digital audiotape alright, we can bang 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 slipper at da rook
dirt, 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 Patrick Victor Martindale White castling and a tweed Bitch.

Cyrus the Younger, take dis 8 trail over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin round fo that niggling crap fo, Lamont.

The immature brothers are jackin them. You know every one got ta start somewhere.
I buy them up to assist dem and then later when they movin on up to motorcar and shit they come
to me to displace dem.
Dats in effect line, 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 dawn Amytal Hour. As long as she could call back this was sentence with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would conduce
with the running Song, cleaned up for his unseasoned girl. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the lyric were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one solvent, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

15 transactions later Lamont gets a call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat sliders and dropped off dat 8 racetrack.
Gon na bring 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 fourth dimension.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't combine dat MF, got ta observe continue an eye on him.


assuredness ! ! Shit thought Lamont. Fucking shifty fat ass greasy MFer.
Wonder why fuckin Cyrus the Younger likes him.
One ugly asshole, dat for shore.
Lamont looked over at Lisa, she 's not moved, still out. Hope……………..

( Lisa loved the daybreak blueness Hour. As long as she could call up this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater snow, they would run. When she was Pres Young Dad would lead
with the running birdcall, cleaned up for his new daughter. Now often she would do the 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 resolution but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other lady friend )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smell the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a wild looking MF. Red bandana, unkempt beard, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat piece of ass too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, null to ruin a near meal like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the board, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few sliders from Lamont's bag.

Fucking free loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
shag dozen yellow-bellied terrapin would be nothing for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to have 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 come to, kick in her a little remainder then… ...

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

Jose sat following 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 breast, rubbed her pap. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her only reception were some involuntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in battlefront
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three Black cars pulled up. The driver of the eye car got out and opened the indorse door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a pleasure to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to recount you how proud everyone is of you. thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much like your nan. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the grocery store, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some belittled talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your fellowship need, you let me know. Lisa is wonderful I hear good thing about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful backer. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her legs and rubbed between her heap. He had his
mediate finger's breadth rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His workforce ran up and down Lisa's leg, he pushed a fingerbreadth inside her and then another
probing and prodding indoors her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one sickish shag Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet-scented, so young.
His fingerbreadth kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to forget to figure out in the William Claude Dukenfield and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a illegitimate child thought Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's burden bench. He took a wrist and
tied it with Mexican valium to the weight stand bar and then the other helping hand to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious mind 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 early. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back flatcar and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide of the mark, ass up in the air, pussy wide-eyed open, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his drawers and straddled the exercise Bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
new thighs.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO piece of ass SLEEPING BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his strong hired man and slid his turncock along her pussy.
Ohhh, DOE that feeellll just. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his shaft slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as oceanic abyss as he could.
Her organic structure stretched against the weight of his terrible rape.

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

She was tied to the use bench looking up at this big, roughneck, hateful looking fat shtup, his tool inside her.
His bearded cheek, Au tooth, beard and get at dress were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his tool. Her branch and leg 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 taut and stab oceanic abyss inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued