The Girl Scout - 3 The Tool Man
Extreme, Interracial, TeenLisa the miserable little kidnapped young woman Scout stood on the pestiferous base in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arms behind her back. Her Loretta Young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. Parts of her sentry uniform tattered and stained still cling to her but she was naked from the waist down.
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The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her back talk or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her kickoff screw.
Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first climax. Now she waited, helpless at the amount mercy of her captors. Her mind raced.
What would they do next ? What would happen ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they have sex with her again ?
She felt so many pains but more than anything her articulatio humeri ached. Every trend pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal areas ached from the rough fuck. She suffered bruises and gash, not good but all afflictive. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?
The modality of the men was deepening, driven by hard drink and pot and of form, the visual modality of the lost
piece of white marrow strung up before their eyes. There was a drive luxuria. A lust to fuck this blank girl.
Inherent in all men, a compounding of lust, hate, desire.
Whirling through all the men were thought of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. fuck a young blanched Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.
Grady had been first and he was all smiles. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum ripe shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so goodness.
He relived the moment talkin how good she was, how good it felt.
Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old burly black man his face showed the
the operose aliveness of his many years. His face was pock marked and his work force rough and calloused from
years of hard work.
Lisa could feel his hands on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused finger's breadth probed her. His finger pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could feel his nails and his rough skin. The she could feel two fingerbreadth and then a third.
NONO Don't block
His fingers twisted circle and bout. Then he fucked her with his three finger's breadth brutally penetrating
her. In and out his fingers moved, stopping only to stroke her clitoris. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sugariness pussy, Dat fo sho.
Done, he walked around, took his hand, smeared his finger's breadth on her face and then beat his fingers in Lisa's mouth.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no option but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy juice from his hand.
Now fille, I got something particular for you. I am Bubba and they call me the tool man because
I got all kinds of cock. This hear is a power raw material gun. I got an adapter on it an it has a clipping
of staple fiber they use for pallet, spare longs the outcry them.
What are you going to do with that. Are you softheaded. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple into an nearby board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be next. NO NO You are Crazy.
THUMP ! Lisa hit the dry land when the cable television service holding her up in the air released.
laying on the terra firma she felt the clamant backup on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. shout. Please no more.
She tried to crawl away. A pathetic useless try to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked bitch was at their mercy.
Where u going cunt ?
SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba drag over a wooden saw horse.
No NO
coat of arms grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw horse. The held her articulatio talocruralis and tied them to the legs on one side. Her legs were spread along the side of the branch of the horse.
dessert. Fuck flavour at dat damn. Ready fo sum mo fucking honey.
Lisa closed her center, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrists were tied to the saw horse stage
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top plug-in, her breasts spread on either side.
The gang watched in anticipation as the tool man took up status behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the tool bench sobbing waiting.
Yu gon na git it now, dat tool man some intend shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.
The powerfulness stapler Bubba had could shoot staple fiber a practiced distance. Bubba took up a billet
about a foot from the small bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a staple fiber and missed on purpose but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.
BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staples lodged in the bitch ass. small rake trails and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. Staple dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man
Lisa ass meat twitched, muscle's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A slight audio and she jumped.
Looked at ass jump Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass meat quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The staple fiber were lodged deeply.
commodity bite to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.
He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more staple fibre slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to burgeon forth again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it staple dat ass, digital audiotape it.
Please no more. Lisa was trembling crying begging him to stop.
BAM BAMBAM rapid fire.
While she was still trembling Bubba was inside her. He grabbed her ass with
His big rough manpower pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.
DATS I MAN. put to work IT WORK IT
Fuck her arduous man. nooky dat white dump man.
To Be Continued