Lisa the poor little kidnapped girl spotter stood on the soil floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her arms behind her binding. Her young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. share of her Scout uniform tattered and stained still stick to her but she was naked from the waist down.
Prior-
The miss Scout -1
The Gril Scout -2 papa


The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her oral cavity or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her first ass.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first climax. Now she waited, helpless at the total mercy of her capturer. Her mind raced.
What would they do next ? What would hap ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not plate. What would they do with her. Would they have sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than than anything her shoulder ached. Every movement pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal region ached from the rough fuck. She suffered bruise and cuts, not serious but all painful. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by booze and pot and of course, the sight of the helpless
piece of snowy meat strung up before their eyes. There was a labor lust. A lust to fuck this lily-white girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of lust, hate, desire.

whirling through all the men were thoughts of what they would wish to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. Fuck a immature clean Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

Grady had been first and he was all smiling. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum good shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so upright.
He relived the consequence talkin how secure she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old burly pitch-black man his case showed the
the severe life of his many age. His grimace was pock marked and his hands 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 digit pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could experience his nails and his rough pelt. The she could feel two fingers and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

His fingers twisted round and round. Then he fucked her with his three fingerbreadth brutally penetrating
her. In and out his digit moved, stopping only to stroke her clit. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sugariness pussy, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his hand, smeared his digit on her font and then pose his finger's breadth in Lisa's mouth.
taste perception it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no alternative but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy juice from his hand.

Now Girl, I got something especial for you. I am Bubba and they call me the creature man because
I got all kind of tools. This hear is a great power basic gun. I got an adaptor on it an it has a clip
of staples they use for palette, special longs the telephone call them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you unbalanced. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple fibre into an nearby control panel. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be future. NO NO You are Crazy.

THUMP ! Lisa hit the ground when the cable holding her up in the air released.
egg laying on the flat coat she felt the clamant relief on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. Crying. Please no more.
She tried to fawn away. A pathetic useless attempt to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked bitch was at their mercy.

Where u going snatch ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba puff over a wooden saw horse.
No NO

Arms grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw horse cavalry. The held her ankles and tied them to the legs on one side. Her legs were spread along the slope of the legs of the horse.
Sweet. Fuck look at dat shit. set up fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her eyes, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her wrist joint were tied to the saw buck legs
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top instrument panel, her breasts spread on either side.
The crew watched in prevision as the tool man took up position behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the tool judiciary sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat instrument man some mean shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The power stapler Bubba had could shoot basic a good distance. Bubba took up a spot
about a foot from the little squawk Lisa's ass. He shot a staple fiber and missed on determination but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staples lodged in the bitch ass. lowly origin lead 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 slim auditory sensation and she jumped.

Looked at ass jump Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass nitty-gritty quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The staple fibre were lodged deeply.
good bite to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more staples slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to fritter 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 paw pulling her toward him as he thrust cryptic inside her.

DAT I MAN. cultivate IT WORK IT
piece of ass her hard man. shtup dat bloodless shite man.



To Be Continued