The motortruck pulled into the M and expertly was parked in the outer space marked 13. The driver, Denny had been working for the company almost 15 years. He was in his former XL, but had the look of a man who was about ten years younger than he actually was. Denny, although a number one wood with a bit of an attitude job when it came to direction, was one of the better worker that the caller had at the prison term. Denny was a bit set in his means when it came to working and a bit OCD about the order of how he did his daily job. But he did his job with pridefulness and to the best of his ability and the results were most often on the summation side of meat so he was allowed a bit of a long leash by management.

About a year ago, the fellowship had hired some new drivers. Among those new proletarian was a young red haired girl named Mara. She was in her early twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a minor 113 lbs. She wore on the loose habiliment to work, a company shirt and the touchstone company shorts, but the way it draped her frame was a precious sight to most of the men who were lucky to gaze upon her sweetheart. Many retentive looking were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded women, mara was a bit of a banger. She was soft spoken but had a smile that would thaw even the crustiest of number one wood, and she was well liked by her peer. Still though, there was a hint of evil behind those beautiful light green middle, an evil that was stoked from time to prison term and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient. Denny was smitten at the first off sight of her.

A man twenty eld Mara's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's affections, in fact true statement be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a uncomplicated black man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Dolichotis patagonum had struck up a pretty good friendship. They talked about the job and the everyday grind of it all and Denny offered Mara the wiseness of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran soldier would be privy to. He mentored his youth pretty friend in the nuances and the protocols on how to turn with efficiency, and revealed the shortcut he knew to help her make her workday easy. Denny also would appear on her daily route from prison term to metre bringing her java or body of water, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for mara in the year that he knew her, and it was clear to everyone that he was soft on with her. Every time he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would ingest a look of thankfulness and it would fulfill the void in Denny even though he knew trench down that a romantic relationship with his friend was impossible and never going to bump. It made him feel good ; kind of like he was a founding father name to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second prize for him. He relegated his tone to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one week Denny took a holiday. When he returned, Dolichotis patagonum was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the company had hired some more driver, and a driver who was the same age as Mara a Spanish kid named El Caudillo had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few times and had become kind of an point. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would have been ok except that she had become very offish towards him now that she had a truelove beau. In fact, Mara was acting very signify to Denny. Since returning from holiday mara treated Denny like dirt and it broke his heart. The friendly relationship he thought he had with this very pretty young white female child apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Mara was kind and now he was getting the clash off.

One day on the dock, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other black guys who worked there, terrycloth sat down beside him.

terrycloth :"tinker's dam Denny, you can't let all that shit eat you up inside, man ! Not over some Ho !"

Denny :"I know. It just hurts so much. I mean I know I never had a chance with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at to the lowest degree were friends. Now I hear she talks dirt about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too much Terry."

terry cloth :"Hey man ! ass that bitch ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an idea. Did she anguish you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you signify ?"

Terry :"response my dubiousness ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Dame Ellen Terry :"Ok here, fill this card. You figure out a way to get that beef to go to this name and address and I promise you, things are gon na change for the better. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or cypher, but when you see her again she won't be a roll in the hay cunt anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. Terry patted him on the binding and left. The card read : The Factory, 34 Rex Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clue what was at that address, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the lonesome way to stop the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the break room. Two tables from him Mara sat with El Caudillo and they were giggling together. It was apparent that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not take care in their direction. It was at that point that Denny thought up a program of how to get Mara to go to the savoir-faire on the business card that Terry had given him. Mara and Franco liked to sponsor social club after body of work. But that night General Franco had agreed to exercise a few 60 minutes overtime so going to a ball club would be off for that nighttime. Denny thought quick and devised a programme. He got up from his dejeuner table and went to the offices to recover some report and a pen. He then wrote a alphabetic character to Mara…from General Franco :

Mara

Only had to work 1-hour overtime instead of 3.

My chum called me and told me about this new place.

meet me there tonight. It's Called The Factory.

I'll see you soon baby.

-Franco

Denny got an envelope and put the letter in it along with the circuit card with the address on it that terry cloth gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and Francisco Franco to render to their trucks to return to their road. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope in Mara's cabinet. Denny then went back to his own route.

At the end of the day, Denny watched Mara from afar as she opened ‘ Franco's'letter. A smile appeared on her face and she quickly got her affair and punched out and drove home. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in storage for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to crop herself provocatively for her ‘ date'at the new club with her swain. She put together a dark blue dame and blouse jazz band, along with some mordant stockings and a pair of four-inch bounder. She put this raw quickly and got back to her car to head to the address on the card. The manufactory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten minutes later, Dolichotis patagonum arrived at 34 Sir Rex Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a club. There weren't any atomic number 10 signs or anything, and the parking lot looked only about one-half full. Mara deduced that it must have been an scoop baseball club and it was still early and that the enceinte party wouldn't begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her makeup and then grabbed her bag and headed for the door of the building. When she opened the door she found a darken lobby with a enceinte black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

mara :"Excuse me…is this a billet called The Factory ?"

Man :"tinker's damn girl it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

mara :"Well, my boyfriend told me to suffer him here. He told me it was a saltation club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. Take a seat babe. The club isn't open yet, but would you like some refreshments ? I can ordering you a drink and have it sent here."

Mara :"Sure ! I'll have a Long Island Iced Tea, if it's not too much trouble."

The black man pressed a release on the earphone on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and make it a code numeral 7."

mara :"What's a codification number 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two proceedings later, another black man came thru the threshold with Mara's drinkable order and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is trade good ! It tastes a fiddling impregnable but ..."

With that Dolichotis patagonum's words trailed off and she slumped back into her hot seat and passed out. Her drunkenness was definitely spiked with something that made her lose her consciousness.

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A few minute later, Mara began to slowly wake up. Everything was fuzzy and her head word trauma. She looked around the room but she couldn't figure out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to derive to some realisation one by one. First off, she realized that she was double-dyed naked. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird charge card death chair, her legs and her helping hand were tied down. It also was clear that her stage were strapped higher than her heading in what felt like gynecological stirrup iron. As Mara awakened further she realized that her lip was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and hard. Her ass had never felt that full before. As she looked around the room it was at that detail she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a hot seat across the room with his sleeve folded and watching her was a heavy fateful man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and muscular and was wearing pitch blackness jean and a black t-shirt.

Man :"Well mara, you're finally come alive. depend at you, you have no fucking approximation where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his weapon and stood up and walked over to her. A weird smiling appeared over his face.

Man :"fille you done fucked up ! You pissed some motherfucker off pretty bad because, no one knows about this place ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking penance for some jack that you did to some mother fucker !"

Dolichotis patagonum looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no clew what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her boyfriend had told her to take on him and as far as she knew, he wasn't upset with her at all. But still, where was she ? How did she get there in that way ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her asshole ? All of these questions would soon become clear to Dolichotis patagonum as she lie nude and helplessly bound with her legs up high-pitched in battlefront of a huge strang Black person man.

Man :"beef don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda queen diddlysquat ! well tonight, you find out that you ain't all that ! See, tonight…. tonight you gon na get got ! But listen ; whatever happens tonight…you best count your lucky adept because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release program. That's the orders. See, there's been Edward White Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking pro, but that's not what's in computer storage for you. But that's okay, your little Caucasian ass will yearn for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Mara took all of his Book in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her heart started to beat up a little faster but the one thing that registered from everything he had just told her was that she was being released after some time so she felt secure in the fact that she wasn't going to be harmed. The man continued.

Man :"kick, you see that door ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the biggest fucking that you eva had in you're angelical Polly pure cabbage sprightliness. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for more !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a blackness gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her unretentive life-time she had never been involved with mathematical group sex before. She had dated a black man in high-pitched school but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few hebdomad because he had died in a car accident shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chair in a foreign place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a 12 of them. Mara had never seen a black cock before but she had heard all of the rumors about them. Her center started to bewilder faster again at the thought of being fucked by a bunch of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her legs and tugged and pulled out the aim that was stuck cryptic up in her son of a bitch. It made a popping dissonance and she stared in repulsion at it as he held it up to show her.

Man :"Yup ! This cocksucker is a eight-inch calamitous dildo and it was balls deep in your mother fucker. Look at that glorious large pecker ! I bet you can't believe this Brobdingnagian thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this cocksucker is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's time for the piece of tail to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the biggest Shirley Temple men Mara had ever seen entered the way. They were all naked with their giant black cocks swinging between their peg. Wow, mara thought, those things look vast. A eldritch tingle started to arrive over her dead body again and her pussy was getting very wet. It was almost like her trunk was salivating for what was about to fall out to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled Mara for a second. With that, one of the smutty men walked between her gamey and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his hand pumping his cock to erection. It was vast. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any Elwyn Brooks White turncock she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger's breadth into mara's vagina.

Black Man :"Hey man…this gripe is soaked !"

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the head of his large monster against her pussy rim. Dolichotis patagonum's back arched and a visible expression of botheration came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with bigger and longer strokes. Mara's puss was being filled and opened to a electrical capacity that no cock in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone set pole.

After about two minutes, the man pulled himself out and another big black man who was equally endowed as the first base replaced him. The second man gained access to her box with estimable relaxation than the first off did, and Mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the second base man got himself into a beat and pumped in and out with to a greater extent zip. Dolichotis patagonum had her beginning orgasm of the nighttime during this and it was the most vivid one that she had ever experienced. Another two moment had passed, and another man took his turn. This went on for the next 3 hr, each of the dozen men taking number, one after the other, fucking this cute little redheaded woodpecker's pussy. Mara was having climax after orgasm and she was becoming a viscid mess from all the semen these heavyweight were shooting deep into her twat, and onto her onyx marble white abdomen.

When 3 minute had come the loud bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the door. Mara sat in her exceptional chair trying to regain her sess. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in memory board for her next. Her original capturer returned to the room.

Man :"Well bitch, that snatch is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's good ! But we gon na give that cunt of yours a rest for a while. See, it's metre to see how a good deal black dick you can swallow. But you listen to me carefully because there are some linguistic rule. I'm gon na loosen you from that chair and I'm gon na remove that gag. Then we gon na go down to a peculiar room that is specially made for dick sucking. That's right bitch, a glory hollow room. Once I put you in there, you will nurse each and every putz that is pushed through the hole. You will not seize with teeth, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will accept every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any misdemeanour of these rules and you will feature to suck all those dicks anyways but it will be Sir Thomas More brutal and you will be put in the fund during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

mara nodded in affirmation as the man began to unloosen her from the electric chair. He then removed the gag from her mouth and then handed her a feeding bottle of water. Mara quenched her thirst and then followed the man out the doorway. She followed him down a indisposed lit corridor that had several doorway connected to it. From behind the closed in door she could try groan and interference, and sound of intimate pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only woman going through this Wyrd experience.

At one power point on their journey, the man opened an lodge in door and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a unretentive big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those chivalric wooden stocks, with her substructure, her paw and her head securely locked in. Naked black men surrounded her and she was being force fed a prospicient black rooster trench into her oral fissure. The men were very gravelly with her pulling her hair and slapping her look. It was a horrible stack and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her pilot captor then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's wooden leg were a bit wobbly from being tied in the death chair for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to clear her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to keep her balance while she followed her capturer. The man then stopped and opened a thin lily-white colored door. The room inside was small and looked like a small closet. It had a chair in the center of it and it was turned towards the back wall of the way. On the rachis wall there was one large hole about seated head level in the wall.

Man :"Ok bitch, take a seat and get set. When the campana rings, every cock that comes through that gob you suck it until it cums. This shit ain't over until the bell rings again, so I suggest you keep yourself meddling. Like I said, you're gon na suck them all anyway so do yourself a party favor and do it in here where it will be more comfortable for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Mara entered the room and sat in the chair and the man shut the door and locked it. About a minute later the bell rang and the kickoff inkiness cock was pushed through the hole in the wall. It was huge, almost the full length of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few second base then reached out and touched the putz and stroked it a few multiplication. It began to maturate to her cutaneous senses and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the head of it and tried to give suck it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a punishing time fitting it into her throat so she started to use her manpower to assist her back talk. Mara stroked and sucked the big black schlong to the upright of her abilities. After about seven farsighted hour, the rooster started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall moan in delight and then she felt her mouthpiece filling with his Black seed. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouth. She didn't think it would hold on. Once finished, the man's cock disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to work on it.

This went on for another three 60 minutes. Dolichotis patagonum sucked each Negro tool presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her stomach was beginning to fill and her mouth was beginning to stretch. There was no telling how many different shaft she sucked, Mara had lost count after the seventh one, but by the end of the three minute Mara could fit a strong 7 in of gist into her mouth and down her pharynx. Before tonight, Mara wasn't a fan of oral sex. She had always found it a tad vulgar. She would accommodate her past tense boyfriends and wet-nurse their tool during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any relish. The hold out three hours though, after sucking numerous big black rooster, mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a break apart class and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more cocks were put into the mess in the bulwark. Her original captor returned again and opened the door to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual destination. Dolichotis patagonum's demeanor had changed by this prison term. No thirster was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another room, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch encompassing table in the heart of it. There were straps hanging from it, and from the roof there was two yearn harness rope. Dolichotis patagonum was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the shank to it and her head was hung off of the end of it. She then felt her legs one by one being secured to the cap ropes at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the rope were tied to another set of circle that were tied to beams that were located above her read/write head. Basically these ropes pulled mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the former end of the table. After everything was secured, about fifteen nude blackamoor men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh knockout you gon na bask this next exercise. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na bonk that fast little white ass of yours and wear it the nooky out ! And just to keep your lip busy, you're gon na simultaneously jactitate every one of these mother fuckers salad. Don't know what that means ? It means while your ass is fucked you will be licking their asses with that middling spit of yours."

Mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The only thing had ever been up her ass in her life was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious. Her meat started to amaze faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thought she had of it. Then the Alexander Melville Bell rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her headland and turned and stuck his filthy asshole right hand over her face and pressed it onto her nose and mouth. It stunk. mara coughed and tried to overstretch away from it but there was nowhere for her chief to go. The black man whose ass was covering her facial expression yelled at her.

Black Man :"Lick it kick ! Lick it now !"

Terrified, Mara stuck her spit out and started to lick the man's hirsute arse. It was disgusting and the smell was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few seconds later, she felt the stinging infliction of a declamatory penis being jammed into her asshole. The hurting was excruciating. Mara decided to concentrate on her ass licking obligation to deflect her from the perch being shoved into her tight asshole. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Mara had a new shit to drub and a new cock up her ass. After a while, her ass was more accepting to the cinch of then fatal cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty right and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the succeeding three hours, mara licked every disastrous man in the elbow room's asshole clean and took every man's prick orchis deep up into her mingy little Andrew D. White sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two times each making her yap a sticky cum filled mountain. The bell rang again signifying that this sitting had ended. The men filed out and Mara began to wipe her oral cavity with her bare implements of war trying to get the taste of ass off of it to no avail. She was then released from the roach, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her master captor returned again.

Man :"Well bitch, this was just a taste sensation, so to verbalize of what could chance to a stuck up white puss like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in animation because you never ever know what their connexion are ! Now…I bet you want some of this water huh ?"

mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few long swig from it. After a few s she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few 60 minutes later, mara awoke at her own apartment in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must have been dreaming. Those cerebration disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still naked and her motherfucker, kitty-cat, and mouthpiece were sore. The flavour coming from her face was ugly and she jumped up from her bed and went to her bathroom and brushed her teeth vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathing tub and took a long cum cleansing shower. She tried her C. H. Best to figure out why she had endured the preceding night's activity but couldn't come up with any resolution. Mara decided to leave it all and after her exhibitioner returned to her bed and fell into a prospicient deep sleep.

A mates of days later, Mara returned to put to work. At the time clock she saw her other dark friend Denny talking to Terry. Her centre immediately and involuntarily went to their private parts as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their cocks. Her pussycat began to weewee again and her torso started to tingle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by legion big calamitous peter and now she was suddenly craving more. Mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by blackened tool again was very warm. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her time card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's mouth hung open in disbelief.

Terry :"Hey man, what the shtup did she just say to you ?"

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to meet her behind the trailers in the pace in five minutes, and that she wanted us to have it off her with our big black cocks."

terry cloth :"well shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that bitch would be different."

Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded workfellow's pussy.

The End