My name is Danielle, and this is the write up of how four years ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty black men against my will one fearful fateful nighttime that was repeated daily. It's a story of being vernal, unintelligent, and naïve. Of not listening to caution and not adhering to the caring admonition of those around me. It's also a story of how at 23 twelvemonth old ; I'm now the biggest lightlessness cock hussy this slope of the Mississippi River.

I've always been a pretty girl, short at 5'5 ”, 123 pounds with longsighted flowing hemangioma simplex blond fuzz. My full lips dark drear heart and long lash as well as my oriental alabaster white skin were large dimension to have, but my long legs and healthy breasts were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never pick the boys for staring though, my tit are 36DD's and I always wore some type of short skirt to school showcasing my shapely ramification. Because of those good looks, all through high school I was afforded many dates from many different son. But by the time I was 19, I'd still only had sex with one beau. His figure was Barry.

Barry and I were together for about fourteen calendar month when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four dissimilar times during that time. It was always nothing special or out of the ordinary. Basically missionary and it lasted each time about two to three instant. So I guess you could say that by the time I was 19 I was still a sexual novice. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to skip over college and persist in California to begin my modeling calling, while he went east to attend Trenton. Little did I know what a misapprehension that my conclusion to stay home would turn out to be.

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It was about 1pm on a Sat afternoon. I had a 1:30pm appointment to receive Mr. Richardson of BMA : blood brother Modeling Agency located in one of the more indisposed constituent of LA. This was to be my fifth different modeling audience and it was with the fifth unlike model agency. When I told my ally where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own female parent was worried and told me that I shouldn't go alone, that I should lead one of my booster. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘ I'm a big girl now ’. Maybe I should have listened. My life would be a whole lot different if I had.

After parking my car in a parking lot side by side to a edifice with a sign on a street corner threshold that read BMA, I walked to my address. As I had in my previous four audience, I wore a obviously black clientele blouse and skirt combo that was both a little provocative, and a trivial materialistic. It was thoroughgoing because it made me look both smart and sexy at the same prison term. I rounded the tout ensemble out with my sexy pitch-dark high hound. I was carrying a little black attaché case that had a portfolio full of different posed pictures of myself, along with a few different bathing courting if they had decided to have me change.

When I opened the extraneous door to the building, there was a foresightful staircase inside that brought me up to another threshold with the same BMA initials. I entered that room access and walked over to the receptionist. She was an older woman, black, in her 50's.

Receptionist :"Can I help you child ?"

"You sure can."I exclaimed."I have a 1:30pm appointment."

The womanhood looked down at her scheduling book and after a few moments looked up and said,"You are Danielle ?"

"Yes I am."I smiled.

"Ok, you can take in a seat over there with the others Hun. Mr. Richardson will be veracious with you."

As I took my backside I noticed 2 former girls sitting there. The first one was a improbable dark-haired beauty that was dressed in a short red mini bird with a Caucasian half T-shirt. She was filing her nails and chewing gum rather obnoxiously. The other was a dead longhaired blonde who was wearing a yellowed knee distance sundress. Both were very beautiful but sitting together they looked as dissimilar as night and day. The tall lady friend seemed very experienced in this sorting of thing. She seemed positive and relaxed. The shorter girl though was very nervous and fidgety. As I sat down, She was the first one to speak to me.

"Hi. I'm melodic phrase. Is this your first time too ?"the little girl asked.

"I'm Danielle. Yes and no. I've been to a few interviews but I haven't gotten any business yet."

"Well this is my first anything. I'm so nervous."tonal pattern exclaimed.

"You two are nix but newbies. I bet I get this job hands down. You'd might as well both go home."Said the tall girl.

"Be courteous Becky. I'm trusted Mr. Ralph Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.

Just then the office door opened up and a marvelous thin disastrous man in a three-piece business suit appeared holding a clipboard in his custody."Danielle ?"he called out to the room.

"right hand here sir."I said, rising out of my chair and picking up my attaché case.

"Right this way missy. And you can cut out that ‘ Sir'stuff. You can send for me Carl."

"Good luck Danielle !"Melody said as I followed Mr. Richardson into the post. I would never see Becky ever again, but tonal pattern I would see a lot of over the next few class including numerous times in the following 4 month. I followed Mr. Richardson in and took a seat in the chair on the other side of his desk.
"Before we begin Danielle, would you like something to drink ? Some coffee or tea, or maybe a soda ?"

"If you have some ginger ale, surely I'd love some."I smiled.

"O.K., I'll be right back. You can set up your picture and demonstration on the desk there while I'm gone."He then left for a few transactions while I opened my attaché case and format my pic on his desk. When Mr. Richardson returned he was carrying a drinking glass filled with ginger ale."Here you go Hun."

"Thank you."I exclaimed.

I took a sip of the ginger ale and immediately I began to sense dizzy…and that's the hold out thing I remember.

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Several hours later I began to awake, but I was not in Mr. Richardson's office anymore. It was a picayune dark and I had a cold-shoulder concern, but when I tried to land my hand to my head I couldn't. My blazonry were tied down. Slowly I started to regain my gumption. As I did, I noticed that my legs were paste apart and also tied down. They also felt like they were gamey than my fountainhead. There was something in my mouth so I couldn't speak. My ass felt comic too. It felt very weird. Almost like it was filled with something. I had never had that feeling in my ass before. As my stuporous DoS sharpened, it was then very unclutter to me that I was strapped stark naked to a weird clear plastic terrace or chair than positioned my legs apart and up mellow like they were in stirrups. The only bit of habiliment on my trunk was a pair of amobarbital sodium colored thigh gamy nylons. I felt cold and scared.

I began to panic and my pump started beating faster. It was obvious that I had been kidnapped and tied up by somebody but by whom ? I started to rack my mentality for the solvent. What was the last thing I could think of ? Then it came to me ; Mr. Richardson's office. He must have drugged my peppiness ale, but why ? What was he planning to do with me ? Before I could guess of anything else the door opened and a brightness was turned on. A tall muscular black man walked in but it wasn't Mr. Richardson. This man was older, and he looked a lot meaner. He smiled at me then began to speak.

"trade good ! Danielle, you're awake. I bet you're wondering what is going on ? fountainhead I am here to excuse it all to you. But before I do, let's reminisce a little shall we ? You see Danielle, I know all about you. Do you retrieve that cunning little life you had before today ? Do you remember being a cheerleader in that small-scale fiddling school ? Dating those belittled hawkshaw white male child ? How about your Mom ? Your champion, do you commend them ? Well baby that is ALL gone ! That white bread life of your is gone ! You can forget ALL that shit ! You aren't even in California anymore ! That was your quondam life history. So you can draw a blank about all of that ! This is your new biography and it's just beginning."

As he explained this all to me I started to cry. But crying was something that my shuddery host disliked and He quickly shocked me into stop doing and put me back into a state of fearfulness by screaming at me.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP ! STOP THAT CRYING SHIT gripe ! The realness here is that you done fucked up ! Walking into that office was the final matter you should hold done ! Now yo ass belongs to us ! Now you're in The Factory ! And we have some very big plan for yo ass ! For that skillful minuscule kitty and your screwing oral fissure too ! You see bitch, you're gon na be fucked this evening ! Fucked in all yo holes ! Tomorrow night ? Yeah tomorrow night you're gon na be fucked too ! And the dark after that and the Nox after that and the night after that ! Fucked by gobs and tons of my blackened crony ! Fucked by the biggest nigger putz that you have ever seen ! You can't even imagine how many niggers gon na be up in yo shit ! We gon na turn yo ass inside out and sour you into the biggest contraband putz Ho that there has ever been ! You see, that's why we call this place The manufacturing plant ! This is where we build black cock sluts out of pretty white beef like you ! We gon na pee-pee you scream till you can't take anymore ! But no one is gon na pick up you bitch so don't even waste your fucking time screaming ! Before long, it's almost gon na be like you can't go a few hours without a black-market dick ! That's in good order bitch, you're gon na be addicted ! Big black dick is gon na be your female parent nooky frailty, like cigaret man ! And that dogshit is all gon na start right now so you better quickly come to terms with all that shit !"

With that he reached down between my legs and pulled the large seven-inch dildo that was stuffed up my ass out with one big tug making a flashy popping randomness. As he held the glistening safety toy up in the air above my head and again smiled broadly, I looked at him in disbelief that something that big was stuffed up my ass.

"Bitch that's the smallest thing that will be up yo ass tonight ! Just be lucky I even afforded you the privilege of getting a little slack in your caboose !"He laughed hysterically.

He then tossed the dildo to the floor and walked behind me. The weird chair I was on apparently had wheels on it because he started to hustle me to the room access and into the hall. As he pushed me down the hallway with my legs pointing up to the light, I started to bring in the reality of what was about to happen to me. I started to cry again. How could this encounter to me ? Would I ever see my Mother again ? Could I actually be eventually killed from all of this ? All of these random questions started to run through my brain as my kidnapper dutifully pushed me down the dingy looking corridor in my own personal electrical chair to the state of execution of my former life's existence.

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After a few minutes of traveling, I was pushed into another room where XII big naked Shirley Temple Black men were standing around awaiting me. Their putz looked chilling and huge. Each one looked bigger than the succeeding. The grinning on all of their faces are something I will never ever draw a blank. Every ace one of them was tall too, like twelve mammoth horny giants. My kidnapper leaned in close to my head and whispered into my ear."It all starts here bitch ! After tonight yo ass gon na be wore the fuck out ! But I guarantee in clip you will be liking this diddlyshit !"He then turned to the others and spoke.

"well my brothers, here's another one ! This one's gens is Danielle and she's 19 class old. We gon na hold some fun wit this one ! Make a lot of money with her ass ! Get to act upon boys ! Have fun Danielle !"

With that he left. As soon as the doorway closed all twelve guy wire started to laugh and walking towards me tugging their enormous stopcock and they formed a stemma in front of my feast opened peg. The first guy put his hammer by the sassing of my nearly virtuous pussy. It had to be at to the lowest degree 9 inch. I remember thinking that there was no way in Scheol that he was going to be able to stick that affair in me. When he began thrusting the head of his peter between my minuscule cunt lips it hurt so lots I started to cry again but I couldn't screech because I was still gagged. My pussy felt so full yet when I looked down he had barely gotten a one-third of his cock into me. With each new driving force his cock went deeper and bass into me. After a few proceedings, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his spell. This went on for about two straight time of day with each man taking two to three min fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the pain subsided and it actually started to experience secure. I couldn't believe that I was starting to like it. At the very end of it all each man jerked their midst white sticky loads all onto my stomach and tits. I remember wondering why they hadn't cum inside me, or fucked my mouth or even my SOB but all that was explained in due time as the night went on. This was the 1st of it and I had a long longsighted way to go. When they all had shot their lashings, one man walked over to the rampart and pushed a Bell that was there on it. Soon my master copy kidnapper reappeared.

"Hey Danielle, how's that pussy squawk ? Feeling a bit sore ? Well there's much more to fall truelove ! Yo ass ain't done not by a long crack !"

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With that he pushed my chair into the hallway again and down the corridor to my succeeding destination. As we entered the next room I noticed that there was another chair like mine in it. As we got nearer to it I realized that Melody, the scant shapely piffling blonde from the receptionist situation at the modelling agency was tied to it. Like me, she too was completely naked wearing only thigh high nylon stockings. She was also exhausted like I was and her torso was covered in sticky white cum from her titty to her belly. Everything was the same, saltation, gagged, branch held high-pitched in the air, and fucked thoroughly. The only remainder between the two of us was that she was wearing purple colored stockings as opposed to my wild blue yonder ones. Our chairs were positioned parallel to each other but my nous down by her wooden leg and her psyche down by mine. We looked at each other with sympathy and understanding of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to come. Then the constituent of our chairs that supported our oral sex and necks were removed and our read/write head fall upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We couldn't see each other's faces anymore. About 30 more naked disgraceful men then enter the room laughing to each other and each tugging on their enormous tool. They then formed a large set around the two of us this time with pecker dangling at our heads as well as between our pegleg. The gags were then removed from our mouths but they had been in our oral cavity for so tenacious that screaming wasn't potential because of the sobriety and soreness. My nub started to race again as a cock was positioning by my still gaping asshole. As it was worked into my tight never before have it off anus, now I needed to holler but before I could let out a peek another big black cock was stuffed into my open oral fissure. Deeper and cryptical it was pushed down my throat making me gag and fill with spit with each painful stab. My eyes began to piddle too. On the other end of my torso my ass was being treated the Sami afflictive way as two very big melanise cocks impaled me. It felt excruciating.

After about two instant the big bootleg cocks were removed and the Guy shifted to the right. Another dick was stuffed up my ass and another one down my pharynx. This one in my throat tasted different though. It had a funky smell to it too. I was then I realized that this cock that was in my throat had just been removed from melody's ass and shoved in my mouth. I then deduced that the cock that was just up my ass was now in tonal pattern's mouth as well. They were doing an ass-to-mouth string, and this is how it went for the future two hours ; two-minute musical interval of big fatal tool after big black stopcock stuffed in our asses and down our tiny pharynx. After a while it didn't hurt anymore. They fucked my ass so thick and intemperately that each one began sliding in and out with ease bollock deep. My throat was opening up blanket too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as deep as they would go tickling my nose with their pubic hair. As the two hours came to a ending each man took turns shooting his consignment down our new worn out throats. My stomach was filling up with hot sticky cum by the bucket full. I had never swallowed semen before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me queasy. When they had finally finished, I heard another bell ring. Round two had ended and shortly my ‘ driver'would be around to push me to my next destination.

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There were only six bare inglorious guy in the next elbow room but their cocks were the bad I had ever seen in my life. Each man had to be at to the lowest degree 15 in apiece and their diam around were thick like beer cans. They also were all lots marvellous than the live on men too. A mattress was on the base by their feet and I was then unshackled from my chair and unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. I had been in the president for so yearn strapped in that my legs couldn't support me to stand anyways. This was the finish clip I was ever in the electric chair. I never saw that unique contraption again. One of the men then lay down on the mattress beside me. He lifted me in the air from his binding with simpleness by my waist and impaled me down pussycat first onto his prominent bootleg hammer. He picked me up and down by the shank as he worked his monster in deeper and deeper. I moaned and moaned as he filled my pussycat to level best capability. After about 5 instant, another giant teras was stuffed in my asshole and then one down my throat. The six of these behemoth took turns fucking me in all of my sore holes for the next two minute, sandwiching me relentlessly, ending with each man blowing their loads in all three of my gob. By the prison term they were finished my torso was jammed replete with hot sticky cum. The bell rang again and I was onto my adjacent escapade. Each way had countless other black men with big fateful stopcock waiting for me over the future 18 minute. Sometimes I took big black cocks in my pussy, sometimes my ass, sometimes in my sass. Often times it was all my holes at once. Sometimes Melody was there too ; sometimes it was another poor girl I had never seen before. I was fucked and fucked and fucked and at the end of the 24 hours I was then tossed into a room and was told to take a shower down and get some eternal sleep. I did as I was told, I took a shower and rinsed off the lots and lots of cum from my trunk both inside it and outside it. I dried off and then collapsed in the bed until I was abruptly woken up the succeeding day and it all started again. That's the way it went for the next 4 calendar month. I was fucked daily, over and over by countless big black cocks. After a spell I began waking up before they came to get me, not able to expect until there was a big black peter inside me. I was beginning to like it. It's all I started to want. That bastard was right…I was now addicted to big black cocks.

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After 4 calendar month had passed, I was transferred out of ‘ The Factory'into a spa for two weeks. There I received the nourishment and rest that I had missed during my time at the factory. The staff, which consisted of old black women, pampered me and gave me a consummate makeover. I enjoyed my two week there but I was antsy. There weren't any big black cocks there. I started to rock and cry myself to slumber like a drug addict missing her very much needed fix. When the two calendar week were up I was then set up in an apartment somewhere deep in a black neighborhood. Except for the other young lady, I never saw Edward White mass again. I was told that I was now a full-fledged Black stopcock Ho, and I would be fucking for money. I began to get really good at my craftsmanship. My pimp sent me node regularly and came by nightly to accumulate the money that I had earned. I didn't have to pay bills anymore, buy food anymore, all of that was set up for me. I only wore the aphrodisiacal disclosure clothes that was selected and bought just for me. Sometimes I worked company, early times I was gang banged in high-end hotels. The firm parade of big Joseph Black cock never seemed to end. I'm now 23 and I've had countless big lightlessness cocks from uncounted big black men. It's what I do now. I'm used to it now, and God help me…I love it !
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