My name is Danielle, and this is the tale of how four years ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty black men against my will one tremendous fateful night that was repeated daily. It's a report of being young, dullard, and naïve. Of not listening to forethought and not adhering to the caring word of advice of those around me. It's also a story of how at 23 years old ; I'm now the biggest black tool slut this side of the Mississippi River.

I've always been a pretty girl, short at 5'5 ”, 123 lbf. with farseeing flowing strawberry blonde hair's-breadth. My wide-cut backtalk benighted blue oculus and foresighted eyelash as well as my alabaster gabardine skin were great dimension to have, but my farseeing legs and hefty chest were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never charge the boy for staring though, my white meat are 36DD's and I always wore some case of shortstop skirt to school showcasing my shapely legs. Because of those good looking, all through in high spirits shoal I was afforded many dates from many dissimilar boys. But by the metre I was 19, I'd still only had sex with one beau. His name was Barry.

Barry and I were together for about fourteen months when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four different times during that time. It was always nothing special or out of the ordinary. Basically missioner and it lasted each time about two to three minutes. So I guess you could say that by the time I was 19 I was still a sexual initiate. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to jump college and quell in California to set about my modeling career, while he went east to attend Trenton. Little did I know what a mistake that my decisions to ride out home would call on out to be.

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It was about 1pm on a Saturday afternoon. I had a 1:30pm assignment to meet Mr. Richardson of BMA : crony Modeling way located in one of the more seedier parts of LA. This was to be my twenty percent different modeling interview and it was with the 5th unlike molding office. When I told my friends where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own Mother was worried and told me that I shouldn't go alone, that I should aim one of my friends. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘ I'm a big girl now ’. Maybe I should feature listened. My life would be a whole lot different if I had.

After parking my car in a parking lot conterminous to a building with a sign on a corner door that read BMA, I walked to my name and address. As I had in my premature four interviews, I wore a unvarnished pitch-black business blouse and annulus combo that was both a trivial provocative, and a piddling cautious. It was hone because it made me front both smart and sexy at the like time. I rounded the ensemble out with my sexiest smutty high heels. I was carrying a little black attaché suit that had a portfolio full of different posed impression of myself, along with a few different bathing suits if they had decided to make me change.

When I opened the remote door to the building, there was a foresighted staircase inside that brought me up to another threshold with the same BMA initials. I entered that door and walked over to the receptionist. She was an quondam woman, nigrify, in her 50's.

Receptionist :"Can I serve you child ?"

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

The cleaning lady looked down at her scheduling Bible and after a few here and now looked up and said,"You are Danielle ?"

"Yes I am."I smiled.

"Ok, you can have a seat over there with the others Hun. Mr. Richardson will be right with you."

As I took my seat I noticed 2 other young woman sitting there. The first one was a tall dark-haired sweetheart that was dressed in a short red mini wench with a white half tee shirt. She was filing her nails and chewing gum rather obnoxiously. The other was a shortsighted longhaired blond who was wearing a xanthous knee joint duration sundress. Both were very beautiful but sitting together they looked as dissimilar as night and day. The tall girl seemed very experienced in this variety of thing. She seemed confident and relaxed. The brusk missy though was very nervous and fidgety. As I sat down, She was the first one to speak to me.

"Hi. I'm tonal pattern. Is this your first fourth dimension too ?"the minor girl asked.

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

"Well this is my first anything. I'm so nervous."melodic line exclaimed.

"You two are nothing but freshman. I bet I get this job hands down. You'd might as well both go home."Said the tall girl.

"Be nice Becky. I'm sure Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.

Just then the berth doorway opened up and a tall dilute black man in a three-piece concern case appeared holding a clipboard in his hands."Danielle ?"he called out to the room.

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

"rightfulness this way young lady. And you can cut out that ‘ Sir'stuff. You can foretell me Carl."

"good portion Danielle !"tonal pattern said as I followed Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson into the office staff. I would never see Becky ever again, but tonal pattern I would see a lot of over the succeeding few geezerhood including legion times in the play along 4 months. I followed Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson in and took a seat in the chair on the other English of his desk.
"Before we begin Danielle, would you like something to drink ? Some burnt umber or tea, or maybe a soda ?"

"If you have some powdered ginger ale, sure I'd beloved some."I smiled.

"Okay, I'll be right back. You can set up your photos and presentation on the desk there while I'm gone."He then left for a few mo while I opened my attaché type and order my picture on his desk. When Mr. Ralph Richardson returned he was carrying a Methedrine filled with powdered ginger ale."Here you go Hun."

"Thank you."I exclaimed.

I took a sip of the ginger ale and immediately I began to feel dizzy…and that's the last matter I remember.

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Several time of day later I began to awake, but I was not in Mr. Richardson's office anymore. It was a little iniquity and I had a tenuous head ache, but when I tried to take my hand to my capitulum I couldn't. My arms were tied down. Slowly I started to regain my senses. As I did, I noticed that my legs were spread apart and also tied down. They also felt like they were eminent than my head teacher. There was something in my rima oris so I couldn't speak. My ass felt funny remark too. It felt very eldritch. Almost like it was filled with something. I had never had that feeling in my ass before. As my groggy state sharpened, it was then very clearly to me that I was strapped stark naked to a Wyrd clear charge card bench or chair than positioned my legs apart and up high like they were in stirrups. The only bit of clothing on my eubstance was a pair of dark colored thigh highschool nylons. I felt frigidity and scared.

I began to panic and my heart started beating faster. It was obvious that I had been kidnapped and tied up by somebody but by whom ? I started to extort my brain for the answer. What was the last affair I could remember ? Then it came to me ; Mr. Richardson's office. He must induce drugged my ginger 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 magniloquent muscular black man walked in but it wasn't Mr. Henry Hobson Richardson. This man was previous, and he looked a lot meaner. He smiled at me then began to speak.

"commodity ! Danielle, you're awake. I bet you're wondering what is going on ? fountainhead I am here to explain 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 recall that cute little sprightliness you had before today ? Do you think being a cheerleader in that small little school ? Dating those small shaft white boys ? How about your Mom ? Your Quaker, do you call back them ? Well baby that is ALL gone ! That ovalbumin bread life of your is gone ! You can blank out ALL that shit ! You aren't even in CA anymore ! That was your former liveliness. So you can forget 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 layover doing and put me back into a state of fearfulness by screaming at me.

"SHUT THE fuck UP ! stay THAT CRYING SHIT gripe ! The reality here is that you done fucked up ! Walking into that office was the stopping point matter you should let done ! Now yo ass belongs to us ! Now you're in The Factory ! And we have some very big programme for yo ass ! For that prissy niggling pussy and your fucking mouth too ! You see bitch, you're gon na be fucked this evening ! Fucked in all yo holes ! Tomorrow Nox ? Yeah tomorrow night you're gon na be fucked too ! And the night after that and the night after that and the Nox after that ! Fucked by tons and tons of my black brothers ! Fucked by the adult nigra prick that you have ever seen ! You can't even imagine how many jigaboo gon na be up in yo shit ! We gon na turn yo ass inside out and turn you into the biggest black-market pecker Ho that there has ever been ! You see, that's why we call this place The Factory ! This is where we build Black cock sluts out of somewhat white cunt like you ! We gon na pee you shout out till you can't take anymore ! But no one is gon na hear you bitch so don't even waste your fucking meter screaming ! Before long, it's almost gon na be like you can't go a few 60 minutes without a Negroid pecker ! That's right bitch, you're gon na be addicted ! Big opprobrious dick is gon na be your female parent nookie vice, like cigaret man ! And that shit is all gon na start right now so you better quickly come to terminal figure with all that shit !"

With that he reached down between my leg and pulled the tumid seven-inch dildo that was stuffed up my ass out with one big tug making a loud popping randomness. As he held the glistening rubber toy up in the air above my nous and again smiled broadly, I looked at him in skepticism that something that big was stuffed up my ass.

"cunt that's the smallest thing that will be up yo ass tonight ! Just be lucky I even afforded you the perquisite of getting a small loose in your caboose !"He laughed hysterically.

He then tossed the dildo to the storey and walked behind me. The weird chair I was on apparently had wheels on it because he started to roll me to the door and into the hall. As he pushed me down the hall with my branch pointing up to the sparkle, I started to realise the realism of what was about to happen to me. I started to cry again. How could this happen to me ? Would I ever see my mother again ? Could I actually be eventually killed from all of this ? All of these random doubtfulness started to run through my drumhead as my kidnapper dutifully pushed me down the dingy looking corridor in my own personal electric hot seat to the state of carrying out of my old aliveness's existence.

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After a few minutes of travel, I was pushed into another room where twelve big naked opprobrious men were standing around awaiting me. Their shaft looked scary and huge. Each one looked bad than the next. The smiling on all of their faces are something I will never ever forget. Every bingle one of them was tall too, like twelve gigantic horny giants. My kidnapper leaned in close to my head teacher and whispered into my ear."It all starts here bitch ! After this night yo ass gon na be wore the fuck out ! But I guarantee in time you will be liking this shit !"He then turned to the others and spoke.

"Well my brothers, here's another one ! This one's public figure is Danielle and she's 19 years old. We gon na bear some fun wit this one ! hold a lot of money with her ass ! Get to work boys ! Have fun Danielle !"

With that he left. As soon as the door closed all dozen Guy started to laugh and walk towards me tugging their tremendous cocks and they formed a line in forepart of my facing pages open up legs. The for the first time guy put his cock by the lips of my nearly vestal pussy. It had to be at least 9 inches. I remember thinking that there was no way in Hades that he was going to be able to stick that thing in me. When he began thrusting the capitulum of his cock between my niggling slit lips it hurt so lots I started to cry again but I couldn't thigh-slapper because I was still gagged. My kitty-cat felt so to the full yet when I looked down he had barely gotten a third gear of his cock into me. With each new thrust his pecker went cryptic and deeper into me. After a few minute of arc, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his twist. This went on for about two directly hours with each man taking two to three minutes fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the pain subsided and it actually started to palpate in force. I couldn't believe that I was starting to like it. At the rattling end of it all each man jerked their thickheaded Stanford White sticky loads all onto my stomach and mamilla. 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 fourth dimension as the night went on. This was the outset of it and I had a recollective long way to go. When they all had shot their gobs, one man walked over to the wall and pushed a buzzer that was there on it. Soon my original kidnapper reappeared.

"Hey Danielle, how's that pussy cunt ? Feeling a bit sore ? Well there's much more to come sweetheart ! Yo ass ain't done not by a long shot !"

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With that he pushed my chairwoman into the hallway again and down the corridor to my next destination. As we entered the side by side way I noticed that there was another chair like mine in it. As we got tightlipped to it I realized that Melody, the short shapely niggling blond from the receptionist office at the modeling agency was tied to it. Like me, she too was completely naked wearing only thigh high gear nylon stockings. She was also exhausted like I was and her trunk was covered in sticky white cum from her tits to her stomach. Everything was the same, leaping, gagged, leg held heights in the air, and fucked thoroughly. The just divergence between the two of us was that she was wearing purple colored stockings as opposed to my blue unity. Our chairs were positioned parallel to each other but my head down by her stage and her head down by mine. We looked at each other with sympathy and intellect of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to come. Then the parting of our chair that supported our brain and neck opening were removed and our forefront hung upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We couldn't see each other's faces anymore. About thirty more naked black men then enter the room laughing to each early and each tugging on their enormous pricks. They then formed a big circle around the two of us this sentence with cocks dangling at our read/write head as well as between our ramification. The joke were then removed from our mouths but they had been in our mouths for so long that screaming wasn't possible because of the dispassionateness and tenderness. My heart started to raceway again as a putz was position by my still gaping asshole. As it was worked into my closely never before fucked anus, now I needed to shout but before I could let out a cheep another big black stopcock was stuffed into my open mouth. Deeper and deeper it was pushed down my throat making me gag and take with spit with each awful poke. My eye began to water too. On the other end of my body my ass was being treated the Saami painful way as two very big black cocks impaled me. It felt excruciating.

After about two minutes the big inkiness cocks were removed and the guys shifted to the right wing. Another cock was stuffed up my ass and another one down my throat. This one in my pharynx 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 back talk. I then deduced that the cock that was just up my ass was now in Melody's mouth as well. They were doing an ass-to-mouth chain, and this is how it went for the following two 60 minutes ; two-minute intervals of big black pecker after big black hammer stuffed in our asses and down our lilliputian throats. After a spell it didn't hurt anymore. They fucked my ass so deep and operose that each one began sliding in and out with ease balls deep. My throat was opening up wide-cut too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as deep as they would go tickling my nozzle with their pubic fuzz. As the two hours came to a fill up each man took turns shooting his consignment down our freshly worn out pharynx. My abdomen was filling up with hot glutinous cum by the bucketful full. I had never swallowed semen before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me noisome. When they had finally finished, I heard another Bell ring. bout 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 raw bootleg cat in the future elbow room but their turncock were the vainglorious I had ever seen in my lifespan. Each man had to be at to the lowest degree 15 inch apiece and their diameters around were thick like beer posterior. They also were all much taller than the final stage men too. A mattress was on the floor by their metrical foot and I was then untied from my chair and unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. I had been in the chair for so longsighted strapped in that my legs couldn't keep me to stand anyways. This was the last time I was ever in the chairwoman. I never saw that unequaled appliance again. One of the men then lay down on the mattress beside me. He lifted me in the air from his rear with ease by my waistline and spike me down pussy first onto his vauntingly black shaft. He picked me up and down by the waistline as he worked his ogre in deeper and deeper. I moaned and moaned as he filled my pussy to maximum content. After about 5 minutes, another behemoth teras was stuffed in my asshole and then one down my pharynx. The six of these goliath took turns fucking me in all of my sore holes for the future two hours, sandwiching me relentlessly, ending with each man blowing their loads in all three of my holes. By the meter they were finished my body was jammed wide with hot sticky cum. The Vanessa Stephen rang again and I was onto my next escapade. Each room had countless other pitch blackness men with big black cocks waiting for me over the next 18 60 minutes. Sometimes I took big Black person peter in my snatch, sometimes my ass, sometimes in my mouth. Often times it was all my holes at once. Sometimes melodic line 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 60 minutes I was then tossed into a elbow room and was told to take a shower down and get some sleep. I did as I was told, I took a cascade and rinsed off the gobs and cakehole of cum from my body both inside it and outside it. I dried off and then collapsed in the bed until I was abruptly woken up the future 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 pecker. After a piece I began waking up before they came to get me, not able-bodied to wait until there was a big sinister cock inside me. I was beginning to care it. It's all I started to want. That asshole was right…I was now addicted to big disastrous cocks.

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After 4 months had passed, I was transferred out of ‘ The manufactory'into a spa for two workweek. There I received the nourishment and rest that I had missed during my metre at the factory. The staff, which consisted of old smuggled woman, pampered me and gave me a staring makeover. I enjoyed my two weeks there but I was antsy. There weren't any big blacken hammer there. I started to shake and cry myself to sleep like a drug addict missing her much needed fix. When the two weeks were up I was then set up in an apartment somewhere deep in a bleak neighborhood. Except for the other girlfriend, I never saw Edward Douglas White Jr. people again. I was told that I was now a full-fledged Black shaft Ho, and I would be fucking for money. I began to get really good at my slyness. My procurer sent me clients regularly and came by nightly to collect 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 aphrodisiac revealing clothes that was selected and bought just for me. Sometimes I worked parties, other times I was gang banged in high-end hotels. The brace parade of big black cock never seemed to end. I'm now 23 and I've had countless big black cock from numberless big black men. It's what I do now. I'm used to it now, and God help me…I love it !
–THE END