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Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at domicile with his girl Kendra.

They abused her with a brutish breeding session. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a salamander Party to get money to pay the flyer. Abused at the poker party, the next morning Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] pandar her out, redden with money they get a saving of pic equipment. The delivery men and then relatives join for a brutal gang bang. Four Months later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Set brings two disgraceful guys who own a cabaret. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their society. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself captive at a lightlessness clubhouse. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to induce labor while a packed elbow room watches.

Jolene is in a club meeting room surrounded by bunch members, pocket-sized time hoods and local looking for a proficient time. Smoke fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the gabardine bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The society has designed a platform for her bringing. As the platform is pushed into shoes the men in the room start applause, laughing. An cunning but uncomplicated gizmo it hangs from the ceiling by cables. There is a long 2 x 4 with two pegleg splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the gripe's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross penis's arrest creates a cult of excitement. The society political boss point in time to the 6 nails protruding 3 inches from each of cross 2 x 4's."This is to prevent the Bitches Patrick White Ass in place."“ Nine Nails for each Cheek"Laughing and cheering break out.

excitement built as Six men lift the unconscious Jolene up to set her on the platform.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

"What are you doing."What is going on."

"Ah, the whore is back with us. This is you bringing table."

Jolene twists her head to see what he is talking about."NO, you can't put me on that. NO"

Jolene spots the nails."hold, no, you can't do that. halt"Jolene tries to squirm and release but the men

have a firm grip. They lift her up and the men in the mediate let her ass drop on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal type belly laugh.

Almost in jolt, she is scared to struggle. She is overtake with fear.

A rachet strap is wrapped around below her belly holding her ass tight to the platform.

There is an extra 2 x4 at her shoulder joint and another strap ties her down her upper body at the shoulder.

Finally her legs are spread with her ankles placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more rachet straps.

"Oh My God, contract me off this. I can't exact it. delight Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided short support but lots of bother. The sail through bit into her ass."Take me off. I am thirsty, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a cock rained piss on her fount. Soon early men joined in covering her in weewee. A thug started to flick off shooting cum on her face. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry Bitch. Give her some more."Men on both sides shot their oodles on her look. A fingers reached out to spread her mouth and a cum lading shot into her mouth.

"drinkable up Cum Slut."“ Cum Slut"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

Men reached out running their hands over her flesh. Her battered meat was pinched, twisted, slapped. Jolene screamed. She begged for help, to be taken off the painful platform.

The clubhouse BOSS laughed."STEP BACK"“ vertebral column. tranquility"

"pickings off his bash he doubled it over and dragged it slowly over her body."

Jolene trembled in fear. She could only talk begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The foreman brought the rap down over Jolene's thigh's.

The speech sound of the belt hitting her thigh again echoed through the room. Her already bruised legs became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The watchword and screaming from Jolene became fainter. The ace grip her ass in post became Thomas More and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the belt cracked over her tortured tits. frigid piddle poured over her head revived her.

Everyone in the room was standing, yelling, screaming. The BOSS stopped the belt slaughter. Laughing at her screams he slapped her side. Slapped her tits. Men from the room began crowding around her head. Cigar smoke blew in her face. A hand slapped her bald head.

"PUSH pushing energy pushing"Everyone was yelling screaming. The Bos grabbed her sass and screamed in her beef grimace."PUSH pushing HARDER."

1 Hours Later :

Jolene's DoL continued. Her face, tits, belly second joint were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a chance to cum on the bitch in toil. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The gang stood back, repose, subject to watch her conflict, her human face contorted, her back arching, trying to find some comfort. Cum coating her eubstance glistened. Men laughed quietly at every groan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming finale as the Dr. signaled the saving was near.

As another hour passed the audience became restless."Push kick"“ Lets go"“ get-up-and-go, push, thrust"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunt. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the Mary Jane in her face. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her offend tit. As she screamed he grabbed her face and screamed."get-up-and-go harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her snatch."springiness her a piddling more of the belt. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new topographic point to plant his cigar, Darian removed his whack, a wide leather studded whack with a large warp. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A smell of terror filled her face. Darian smile raising the bash further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the warp end. Jolene's body trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her scream was hoarse. The leg muscles quivered. lowly pieces of hide stuck to the bash rivet. Little loony toons of roue appeared along the leg.

Another toughie joined Marcus, he pulled her head up by the little hair left on her shaved mind so she could see the cigar against her breast. She flinched when the cigar touched her breast but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his belt down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the belt whistling down.

The crowd in the room got yobo, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hand for the drubbing to stop.

Doc took another look at her twat."It's working, she is going to pop."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the concluding throes of delivery. He body wrenched trying to stretch against her bail bond. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's screams and the taunts and jeering of the me filled the way.

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The delivery over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was repose and dark. Barely conscious she moaned in painful sensation."Why did they leave her wish this."“ What would befall next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and lights came on. Jolene turned her forefront, visual sensation blurred she could make out the shape of two men and two women. Barely able to talk she begged them to help her.

"Please read me off of this, please help me. Please…"

The men were dressed in gang people of colour and their beef wore drear jeans and leather waistcoat, their boob almost fully exposed. The laughed and joked as they circled around Jolene."This tweed squawk is really fucked up."“ Look at those wale and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the White River trollop is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a pallet. cast it on a pile and burn down it up."

"Put this composition of turd out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can have some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. Little white driplets appeared

"looking we got some milking to do. Get me some rope."

Jamal found some old rope laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left breast, knotting it at the rump looping it

around pulling as tight as she could leaving the tip of her breast bulging out red.

Jolene who had appeared in semi-conscious stupor jerked up screaming.

Charise began milking Jolene's tit, laughing as the bitch screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other ring bitch, had her own musical theme. Her hand was already half way in Jolene's stretched pussy.

Jamal grabbed the mighty titty squeezing it at the theme while milking her nipple with the other.

Jolene twisted against the ropes holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his dick against her face.

Milk River squirted from her savaged titty. Cum splattered over her typeface.

Myalia's fist was now fully inserted into the lost bitches cunt.

Face Fucked, milked, twat fucked Jolene passed into a delirium. As her reception dropped her tormenters became more barbarous. Finally Jolene's body shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her aspect and twisting her nipples did nothing. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the measure up opus of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun decent for now her tormenters talked over what they should do next. They decided they would sneak her off for themselves, their own little Patrick Victor Martindale White piece of ass toy.

They hoped she would make water alive it to the old factory where they would maintain her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the footing they could see the ugly wounds in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his script over her stemma ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankle and wrists were bound with rope and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the ropes. They lifted her up like a man of heart and soul to carry her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered organic structure hanging down. Charise lifted up her straits, tongue in her human face and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the frightening night future.

The End .