The truck pulled into the G and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The number one wood, Denny had been working for the ship's company almost 15 years. He was in his recent forties, but had the flavor of a man who was about ten years younger than he actually was. Denny, although a driver with a bit of an attitude problem when it came to direction, was one of the well workers that the fellowship had at the prison term. Denny was a bit set in his fashion when it came to working and a bit OCD about the monastic order of how he did his day-by-day job. But he did his job with pridefulness and to the practiced of his power and the results were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a hanker three by management.

About a twelvemonth ago, the company had hired some new number one wood. Among those new workers was a Whitney Young red haired girl named Dolichotis patagonum. She was in her early twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Dolichotis patagonum stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore loose vesture to wreak, a companionship shirt and the standard company shorts, but the way it draped her soma was a cunning mass to most of the men who were lucky to stare upon her beauty. Many long looks were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like nigh redheaded charwoman, Mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was diffuse spoken but had a smile that would melt even the crustiest of device driver, and she was well liked by her peer. Still though, there was a speck of evilness behind those beautiful brightness level super C eyes, an iniquity that was stoked from time to fourth dimension and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient role. Denny was smitten at the first good deal of her.

A man twenty years Mara's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possible action for Mara's fondness, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a simple black man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Dolichotis patagonum had struck up a pretty honorable friendship. They talked about the job and the day by day grind of it all and Denny offered Mara the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a stager would be privy to. He mentored his young pretty friend in the nuances and the protocols on how to work with efficiency, and revealed the shortcuts he knew to facilitate her make her workday well-situated. Denny also would come out on her daily itinerary from time to clip bringing her coffee or urine, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Mara in the year that he knew her, and it was clear-cut to everyone that he was smitten with her. Every time he did something nice for her, mara would smile and would have a look of thankfulness and it would fill the vacancy in Denny even though he knew deep down that a amorous relationship with his friend was out of the question and never going to happen. It made him feel good ; kind of like he was a Church Father material body to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second prize for him. He relegated his feelings to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one week Denny took a vacation. When he returned, Dolichotis patagonum was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the company had hired some more number one wood, and a driver who was the Saami age as Mara a Spanish kid named Francisco Franco had caught her eye. During that workweek the two had dated a few times and had become kind of an detail. Denny and his benignity had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would have got been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a steady beau. In fact, Mara was acting very mean to Denny. Since returning from vacation Mara treated Denny like dirt and it broke his pith. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty youthful white young woman apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to mara was variety and now he was getting the brush off.

One day on the wharf, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other blackened guys who worked there, terrycloth sat down beside him.

Terry :"Damn Denny, you can't let all that shit eat you up inside, man ! Not over some Ho !"

Denny :"I know. It just hurts so much. I mean I know I never had a chance with her given the age dispute and all, but I thought we at to the lowest degree were Quaker. Now I hear she talks Irish bull about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too lots Terry."

Terry :"Hey man ! Fuck that cunt ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an melodic theme. Did she bruise you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you signify ?"

Terry :"Answer my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Terry :"Ok here, charter this card. You figure out a way to get that bitch to go to this address and I promise you, affair are gon na change for the near. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a piece of tail cunt anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. terrycloth patted him on the spine and left. The calling card read : The Factory, 34 Rex Harrison Blvd. Denny had no hint what was at that address, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the only way to stop the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the geological fault way. Two tables from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was manifest that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not look in their direction. It was at that peak that Denny thought up a architectural plan of how to get Dolichotis patagonum to go to the address on the business card that Terry had given him. Mara and General Franco liked to frequent social club after oeuvre. But that Night Franco had agreed to work a few hours overtime so going to a golf club would be off for that Nox. Denny thought quick and devised a architectural plan. He got up from his tiffin table and went to the offices to regain some paper and a pen. He then wrote a letter to Mara…from Franco :

Mara

Only had to work 1-hour overtime instead of 3.

My buddy called me and told me about this new place.

Meet me there tonight. It's Called The Factory.

I'll see you soon baby.

-Franco

Denny got an envelope and put the letter in it along with the board with the speech on it that Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and Franco to return to their trucks to return to their path. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope in Mara's locker. Denny then went back to his own route.

At the end of the day, Denny watched Mara from afar as she opened ‘ Franco's'letter. A smile appeared on her aspect and she quickly got her things and punched out and drove plate. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in stock for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full-of-the-moon well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to dress herself provocatively for her ‘ particular date'at the new guild with her boyfriend. She put together a dark blue skirt and blouse jazz band, along with some Shirley Temple Black stockings and a yoke of four-inch hound. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to head to the address on the card. The Factory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten minutes later, Mara arrived at 34 Benjamin Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a guild. There weren't any neon planetary house or anything, and the parking lot looked only about half wide. Mara deduced that it must have been an single nightclub and it was still other and that the heavy party wouldn't Menachem Begin until a fiddling later.

She quickly adjusted her make-up and then grabbed her purse and headed for the door of the building. When she opened the door she found a darkened foyer with a gravid black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Dolichotis patagonum :"exculpation me…is this a place called The Factory ?"

Man :"Damn girl it sure as shooting is ! What can I do you for ?"

mara :"wellspring, my boyfriend told me to gather him here. He told me it was a terpsichore clubhouse. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. subscribe to a seat baby. The club isn't open yet, but would you care some recreation ? I can ordering you a drink and have it sent here."

Mara :"indisputable ! I'll have a Long Island Iced Tea, if it's not too much trouble."

The black man pressed a clit on the speech sound on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and make it a codification act 7."

Mara :"What's a code figure 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two instant later, another black man came thru the door with Mara's deglutition order and handed it to her grin. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is honest ! It tastes a petty strong but ..."

With that Dolichotis patagonum's run-in trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her drink was definitely spiked with something that made her misplace her consciousness.

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A few hours later, mara began to slowly inflame up. Everything was fuzzed and her forefront hurt. She looked around the room but she couldn't figure out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to come to some realizations one by one. offset off, she realized that she was desolate au naturel. She also figured out that she was strapped in a uncanny plastic chair, her legs and her hands were tied down. It also was well-defined that her legs were strapped gamy than her pass in what felt like gynecological stirrups. As Dolichotis patagonum awakened further she realized that her mouth was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and hard. Her ass had never felt that wide-cut before. As she looked around the room it was at that point she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the room with his blazonry folded and watching her was a heavy melanise man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his mid-fifties, and he was fit and mesomorphic and was wearing pitch-dark jeans and a black t-shirt.

Man :"Well mara, you're finally wake. seem at you, you have no fuck idea where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his weapon and stood up and walked over to her. A weird grin appeared over his face.

Man :"Girl you done fucked up ! You pissed some motherfucker off pretty bad because, no one knows about this blank space ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking penance for some dump that you did to some mother fucker !"

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no clue what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her boyfriend had told her to run across him and as far as she knew, he wasn't overthrow with her at all. But still, where was she ? How did she get there in that room ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her cocksucker ? All of these question would soon become clear to Mara as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her legs up highschool in front of a vast strang black man.

Man :"Bitch don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda queen shit ! wellspring tonight, you find out that you ain't all that ! See, tonight…. tonight you gon na get got ! But listen ; whatever happens tonight…you best count your favourable stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release programme. That's the ordering. See, there's been whiteness Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professionals, but that's not what's in memory for you. But that's okay, your little egg white ass will yearn for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Dolichotis patagonum took all of his Son in. She still hadn't a clew as to what he was talking about. Her marrow started to beat a little faster but the one thing that registered from everything he had just told her was that she was being released after some time so she felt secure in the fact that she wasn't going to be harmed. The man continued.

Man :"Bitch, you see that door ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the giving fucking that you eva had in you're sweetened Polly pure bread biography. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for Thomas More !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a Shirley Temple gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her short life she had never been involved with chemical group sex before. She had dated a disastrous man in gamy school day but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few weeks because he had died in a car stroke shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a professorship in a strange space and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. Mara had never seen a black cock before but she had heard all of the rumors about them. Her heart started to beat faster again at the thought of being fucked by a cluster of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her branch and tugged and pulled out the objective that was stuck deep up in her asshole. It made a popping noise and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to show her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch black dildo and it was balls deep in your asshole. depend at that magnificent large tool ! I bet you can't believe this huge thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this prick is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's meter for the fuckings to commence."

With that the man opened the door and dozen of the giving ignominious men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their behemoth black cocks swinging between their pegleg. Wow, Mara thought, those things look huge. A eldritch tingle started to total over her body again and her pussy was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to happen to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled Mara for a second. With that, one of the black men walked between her high and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his hand pumping his cock to erection. It was vast. It looked to be about 9 column inch and it was thicker than any lily-white cock she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger into Mara's vagina.

Black Man :"Hey man…this squawk is soaked !"

The man then removed his digit and started pushing the headway of his large monster against her pussy sass. Mara's back arched and a visible look of pain came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with expectant and longer stroking. mara's cunt was being filled and opened to a mental ability that no dick in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two minute of arc, the man pulled himself out and another big black man who was equally endowed as the initiative replaced him. The second man gained access to her box with better ease than the first did, and mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the instant man got himself into a beat and pumped in and out with more energy. Mara had her showtime orgasm of the night during this and it was the most intense one that she had ever experienced. Another two minutes had passed, and another man took his turn. This went on for the next 3 minute, each of the dozen men taking turns, one after the other, fucking this cute little Melanerpes erythrocephalus's pussy. Mara was having climax after orgasm and she was becoming a sticky wad from all the come these titan were shooting deep into her pussycat, and onto her alabaster white stomach.

When 3 hours had come the loud bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the doorway. Mara sat in her particular hot seat trying to regain her sensation. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in storage for her next. Her master copy captor returned to the room.

Man :"well bitch, that pussy is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's good ! But we gon na give that cunt of yours a residual for a piece. See, it's clip to see how very much black dick you can swallow. But you listen to me carefully because there are some formula. I'm gon na untie you from that chair and I'm gon na move out that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special room that is specially made for dick suck. That's right field beef, a glory hole room. Once I put you in there, you will take up each and every dick that is pushed through the mess. You will not seize with teeth, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will get down every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drib. Any violations of these normal and you will have to imbibe all those shaft anyways but it will be more brutal and you will be put in the stocks during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

Dolichotis patagonum nodded in statement as the man began to release her from the chair. He then removed the gag from her mouth and then handed her a feeding bottle of water. Mara quenched her thirst and then followed the man out the doorway. She followed him down a indisposed lit corridor that had several threshold connected to it. From behind the closed door she could get wind moan and noises, and sounds of sexual pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only woman going through this weird experience.

At one tip on their journeying, the man opened an occupied door and allowed mara to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a shortsighted big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those knightly wooden gunstock, with her foot, her hands and her head securely locked in. bare sinister men surrounded her and she was being personnel fed a foresighted calamitous cock deep into her mouth. The men were very gravelly with her pulling her hair and slapping her face. It was a horrible sight and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her original captor then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, mara's legs were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to pass her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to keep her balance while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin white colored door. The way inside was small and looked like a diminished closet. It had a death chair in the centre of attention of it and it was turned towards the back paries of the room. On the back wall there was one great hole about seated head teacher layer in the wall.

Man :"Ok gripe, take a ass and get ready. When the bell rings, every cock that comes through that hole you suck it until it cums. This shit ain't over until the bell shape tintinnabulation again, so I suggest you keep yourself occupy. Like I said, you're gon na suck them all anyway so do yourself a party favour and do it in here where it will be more easy for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Mara entered the elbow room and sat in the chairperson and the man shut the door and locked it. About a minute later the bell rang and the first black cock was pushed through the hole in the paries. It was huge, almost the entire distance of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few second gear then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few time. It began to raise to her touch and her middle marveled at the size it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the fountainhead of it and tried to absorb it the Charles Herbert Best that she could. She was having a bit of a hard prison term fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to attend to her mouth. Dolichotis patagonum stroked and sucked the big black schlong to the best of her power. After about seven long hour, the stopcock started to strain up and she heard the man behind the bulwark moan in pleasure and then she felt her back talk filling with his black seed. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her back talk. She didn't think it would stop over. Once finished, the man's cock disappeared and another one appeared and Dolichotis patagonum went to work on it.

This went on for another three 60 minutes. Dolichotis patagonum sucked each black cock presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her stomach was beginning to fill and her backtalk was beginning to stretch. There was no telling how many dissimilar peter she sucked, mara had lost count after the seventh one, but by the end of the three hour Mara could fit a solid 7 inches of nub into her mouth and down her throat. Before tonight, mara wasn't a fan of oral sex. She had always found it a tad consummate. She would fit her past beau and take up their gumshoe during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The last three hours though, after sucking numerous big black shaft, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a barge in course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more cocks were put into the hole in the rampart. Her original captor returned again and opened the door to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her future sexual destination. Dolichotis patagonum's demeanor had changed by this fourth dimension. No longer was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another room, which had a prospicient skinny about twenty-inch wide mesa in the center of it. There were straps hanging from it, and from the cap there was two prospicient harness rope. Dolichotis patagonum was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the waist to it and her head was hung off of the end of it. She then felt her legs one by one being secured to the ceiling roach at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the ropes were tied to another set of roofy that were tied to air that were located above her head. Basically these roach pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the early end of the tabular array. After everything was secured, about xv naked Shirley Temple men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh mantrap you gon na enjoy this future exercise. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na fuck that tight footling white ass of yours and put on it the shag out ! And just to go on your sassing busy, you're gon na simultaneously toss every one of these mother fuckers salad. Don't know what that means ? It means while your ass is fucked you will be licking their nooky with that pretty tongue of yours."

Mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The but thing had ever been up her ass in her lifetime was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the dark while she was unconscious. Her inwardness started to beat faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thought she had of it. Then the bell rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her school principal and turned and stuck his filthy SOB rightfulness over her case and pressed it onto her nose and mouthpiece. It stunk. Dolichotis patagonum coughed and tried to pull away from it but there was nowhere for her promontory to go. The black man whose ass was covering her fount yelled at her.

Shirley Temple Black Man :"Lick it bitch ! solve it now !"

Terrified, Dolichotis patagonum stuck her knife out and started to puzzle out the man's haired cocksucker. It was disgusting and the aroma was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet nitty-gritty, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few second gear later, she felt the stinging pain of a large penis being jammed into her asshole. The painfulness was excruciating. Mara decided to concentrate on her ass licking duties to distract her from the pole being shoved into her tight whoreson. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Dolichotis patagonum had a new bunghole to lap and a new cock up her ass. After a while, her ass was more accepting to the girth of then pitch blackness putz that were filling it. In fact, it started to sense pretty salutary and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the future three 60 minutes, Mara licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and jerk and took every man's cock balls deep up into her tight little whiten sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two times each making her hole a embarrassing cum filled mess. The ship's bell rang again signifying that this session had ended. The men filed out and mara began to wipe her lip with her bare branch trying to get the predilection of ass off of it to no service. She was then released from the ropes, picked up from the tabular array, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her original capturer returned again.

Man :"Well kick, this was just a taste, so to verbalise of what could happen to a stuck up blanched cunt like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in life because you never ever know what their connector are ! Now…I bet you want some of this urine huh ?"

Mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few long swig from it. After a few seconds she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few hours later, Mara awoke at her own flat in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must have got been dreaming. Those thoughts disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still bare and her asshole, pussy, and mouth were sore. The odour coming from her cheek was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her john and brushed her teeth vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathtub and took a long cum cleansing exhibitor. She tried her advantageously to figure out why she had endured the past tense night's activeness but couldn't come up with any response. Mara decided to forget it all and after her shower returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A twain of sidereal day later, Mara returned to work. At the clock time clock she saw her one-time black Quaker Denny talking to terry. Her eyes immediately and involuntarily went to their crotch as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their cocks. Her pussy began to water again and her soundbox started to prickle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by legion big black hammer and now she was suddenly craving more. mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by black dick again was very strong. Without even thinking, mara winked at Denny and terrycloth then punched her metre card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's back talk hung undefended in disbelief.

Terry :"Hey man, what the screwing did she just say to you ?"

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to fill her behind the trailers in the railway yard in five second, and that she wanted us to fuck her with our big black cocks."

Dame Alice Ellen Terry :"fountainhead shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that bitch would be different."

Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded fellow worker's pussy.

The End