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Missing Mom series

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard Labor

Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at home base with his girlfriend Kendra.

They abused her with a savage gentility seance. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a Poker political party to get money to pay the bills. Abused at the poker party, the next morn Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] panderer her out, outpouring with money they get a bringing of motion-picture show equipment. The legal transfer men and then relatives junction for a brutal gang bang. Four Months later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Seth brings two pitch-dark cat who own a club. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their clubhouse. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself wrapped at a black nine. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to induce labor while a packed elbow room watches.

Jolene is in a club coming together elbow room surrounded by bunch members, minuscule time hood and locals looking for a good time. smoke fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the white bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her legal transfer. As the platform is pushed into place the men in the room start clapping, laughing. An cunning but simple widget it hangs from the ceiling by cables. There is a farseeing 2 x 4 with two stage splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of operations of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the bitch's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross fellow member's catches creates a cult of excitement. The club BOSS points to the 6 nails protruding 3 inches from each of mark 2 x 4's."This is to retain the Bitches White Ass in place."“ ennead 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 delivery 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."time lag, no, you can't do that. Stop"Jolene tries to writhe and turn but the men

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

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal type screech.

Almost in stupor, she is scared to shinny. She is overcome with fear.

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

There is an excess 2 x4 at her shoulders and another strap ties her down her amphetamine physical structure at the shoulder.

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

"Oh My God, strike me off this. I can't take it. please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided picayune support but piles of pain. The peg 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 pecker rained urine on her aspect. Soon other men joined in covering her in piss. A hood started to jerk off shooting cum on her aspect. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry gripe. Give her some more."Men on both sides shot their loads on her brass. A fingerbreadth reached out to circularize her lips and a cum encumbrance scene into her mouth.

"Drink up Cum Slut."“ Cum adulteress"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

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

The Club BOSS laughed."STEP BACK"“ Back. placidity"

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

Jolene trembled in concern. She could only babble begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The BOSS brought the belt down over Jolene's thigh's.

The phone of the belt ammunition hitting her thigh again echoed through the room. Her already bruised leg became blood-red and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The cry and shrieking from Jolene became fainter. The pass with flying colors hold her ass in place became more and more irritating as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the bash cracked over her tortured tits. insensate piss poured over her head revived her.

Everyone in the room was standing, yelling, screaming. The political boss stopped the smash debacle. Laughing at her screams he slapped her face. Slapped her teat. Men from the way began crowding around her headland. Cigar smoke blew in her fount. A paw slapped her bald head.

"push button PUSH PUSH button"Everyone was yelling scream. The Bos grabbed her mouth and screamed in her gripe face."thrust PUSH HARDER."

1 hours Later :

Jolene's labour continued. Her face, titmouse, belly second joint were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a luck to cum on the bitch in Labor. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The gang stood back, muted, content to watch her struggle, her nerve contorted, her back arching, trying to ascertain some comfort. Cum coating her body glistened. Men laughed quietly at every groan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming finale as the medico signaled the delivery was near.

As another hour passed the audience became restless."button Bitch"“ Lets go"“ Push, energy, button"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunts. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the locoweed in her grimace. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her spite breast. As she screamed he grabbed her typeface and screamed."energy harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."spring her a little more of the belt. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new spot to plant his cigar, Darian removed his belted ammunition, a wide-eyed leather studded belt with a large warp. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A look of threat filled her fount. Darian grin raising the whang further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the crumple end. Jolene's consistency trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her scream was hoarse. The leg muscles quivered. minuscule pieces of skin stuck to the belt studs. petty dots of blood appeared along the leg.

Another thug joined Marcus, he pulled her head up by the little hair left on her shaved mind so she could see the cigar against her tit. She flinched when the cigar touched her tit 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 knock whistling down.

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

Doc held up his hand for the whipping to stop.

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

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final examination throes of bringing. He body wrenched trying to stretch against her bonds. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in elbow grease. Jolene's screams and the taunts and jeers of the me filled the room.

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The delivery over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The way was placid and dark. Barely conscious she moaned in pain in the ass."Why did they leave her the likes of this."“ What would chance next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the room access opened and Christ Within came on. Jolene turned her top dog, visual sensation blurred she could do out the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of two men and two women. Barely able-bodied to utter she begged them to aid her.

"Please take me off of this, please facilitate me. Please…"

The men were dressed in work party coloring material and their squawk wore dispirited jeans and leather vests, their breasts almost fully exposed. The laughed and joked as they circled around Jolene."This Stanford White cunt is really fucked up."“ look at those welts and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the white hussy is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a pallet. Throw it on a muckle and burn it up."

"Put this piece of mother fucker out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can have some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. Little snowy driplets appeared

"feel 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 knocker, knotting it at the bottom looping it

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

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

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

Myalia, the former gang kick, had her own ideas. Her script was already half way in Jolene's stretched cunt.

Jamal grabbed the decently breast squeezing it at the base while milking her nipple with the other.

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

Milk River squirted from her crucify titmouse. Cum splattered over her side.

Myalia's fist was now total inserted into the lost squawk cunt.

aspect Fucked, milked, cunt fucked Jolene passed into a hysteria. As her response dropped her tormenters became more brutal. Finally Jolene's soundbox shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipple did nothing. The four tormentor relaxed laughing about the meter up piece of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun enough for now her tormenters talked over what they should do next. They decided they would swipe her off for themselves, their own little white shtup toy.

They hoped she would puddle alive it to the old manufactory where they would keep her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

egg laying on the ground they could see the ugly wounding in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his hand over her profligate ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her perforated ass he wanted to ass fucking her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankles and wrists were bound with rope and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the forget me drug. They lifted her up like a piece of inwardness to impart her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered body hanging down. Charise lifted up her head word, tongue in her boldness and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the terrible dark future.

The End .