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Previous : The little girl Scout-1 ; The girlfriend Scout-2 daddy ; The Girl Scout -3 The Tool Man ;
The young woman Scout - 4 Tag Teamed ; The young woman spotter -5 Die Bitch Die ; fille watch 6 -Cum Faced
The young lady Scout-7 HOGTied ; The fille Scout -8 acquiring to Know You ;
The little girl Scout -9 Sleeping Beauty


Lisa was tied to the exercise Bench looking up at this big, tough, hateful looking fat fuck, his stopcock inside her. His bearded case, Au tooth, beard and chew out clothes were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her cunt with his dick. Her blazonry and branch burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in let loose terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her tight and thrust deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as trench as he could. Scream squawk. Scream.
He grabbed the teen's firm tits with his mitt. He was leaning so far forward he could
Looking her right wing in the eye as he pinched and twisted her nipples.
Sweaty, dirty, ugly he was fucking her as hard as he could.
As Lisa screamed Jose laughed in her human face. He spit her facial expression and watched as the drool rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate sliders, drank beer and watched the untested while being brutally fucked.
He's mean value MF dats fo shore.
Ya got ta like him tho.
Yea, but after I ass fuck her I would likd to slice her up, u know, gracious and slow.
Sir Robert Peel dat nice white tegument off her bitch meat. HA HA
One small slice at a time.
Dats if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to death. jest Lamont.

Man I got ta take a pissing. Lamont got up and aimed his prick at Lisa's head sending a watercourse
of yellowness on her face. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to accept, he knew to deal the
niggling blanched squawk. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

Cyrus pissed in a half empty bottle of beer.
Gots sumptin fo yu t potable. He teased Lisa.
He tried to hold Lisa's psyche and force her to drink but she twisted her head violently
trying to hold away.

Fucking bitch. Lamont took his belt and looped through the buckle around her neck and pulled tight.
HA HA appear she is turning red. Lamont released the belt, gasping for air Lisa had her mouth wide
open.

Cyrus pushed the bottle cryptic into her sass and started to pelt the foul mixture down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nose tight.
Drink it, Ha Ha.Drink it you fiddling Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The little daughter scout piece of fuck marrow, tied to the workout Bench was taking a big cock piece of tail and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to choke and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus the Younger pulled the feeding bottle out and put his bridge player over her mouth.
Desperate Lisa twisted her mouth trying to get free. Jose was going crazy fucking her harder.

screwing Yes. AHHHHHH. Jose came in her puss. The cum dripped out the sweet young slit and down her leg.
Jose slapped her tight offspring ass. Nice fuck, sweetie. He slapped her ass grueling watching the fuck center
jiggle. Then he twisted her pussy but Lisa couldn't scream. She was fighting for air at the same time.
Still choking, Cyrus the Younger took his hand off her backtalk. Cyrus the Younger poured the beer over her grimace. Lisa gasping for air sucked in more beer. Jose watched and laughed. He slapped her cum coated pussy.
She could barely breath, choking gasping. Lisa spit out loads of beer/piss.
Red in the facial expression she threw up, choked and gagged on her own vomit.

On her back the plenty coated her face.
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. face at da pig, puking faced fucking slut.
The three men laughed at the T. H. White teen, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the weight unit bench.
Lamont wiped the mess around her face.
He looked at the once pouty albumen teen face, red, coated with vomitus, tears streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her face intemperate. Andrew Dickson White bitch, git what comin to u.

Bang. Lisa flopped to the background, her weaponry and wooden leg untied. The men watched the girl conflict
on the dry land.
Lamont grabbed her by the hair's-breadth and brutally put her back on the bench face down.
Lisa lay on the judiciary with her arms and legs hanging down over the side. The trivial bitch was so crush up she could barely incite but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, delirious Lisa lay on the terrace hoping for any letup in the unrelenting abuse.
She could experience dying coming on. Her unhurt dead body ached almost beyond verbal description. Many division were raw exposed flesh from being roped. Her face was swollen from slapping. Her pussy was red and swollen from the crude fucking. Shoulders, knees, wrists, every joint ached.

She was gruesome from drinking urine. Her mind slipped in and out of knowingness.
There was no way out. No hope. These creature would not stop until she was dead.

Lamont, Cyrus and Jose stood around the beat up Girl pathfinder laying on the bench.
sentence to do dat ass. Ha, promise she lasts fo dat.
Bruised, battered red, cum splattered, vomit caked the little Lisa didn't look like
she had much time left.

Lamont sat on the bench in front of her and pulled her head up.

Lisa's face was beaten up. One eye was almost swollen shut. She had bruises all over her look
He lips were, red bleeding and swollen.
Looking her in the eye. Gon na bed dat litte lily-white ass of yours.

I'm gon na
WORK IT. WORK IT GOOD.

No No More Lisa begged in a infirm spokesperson. Have mercy on me. Please.
U beg U fiddling bitch, aint gon na do u no good.
Lamont slapped her well face with his dick.
See dats what gon na be fuckin yo ass.
I know its tight, fuckin tighter da better.

Cyrus the Younger, rope da gripe up.

Cyrus pushed her forward and tied her ankles to the
outside of the free weight board. They pulled her up and tied her at the knees to the board.
Her wooden leg were spread to the width of the table. Lamont tied a rope around her neck and then tied her
neck to the free weight bar. Her backbone was angled up and her head up.

Lisa's arm flayed away but lost. Cyrus took an arm and twisted it in and then out.
She screamed as worm harder and further. Then he took her other arm and bend
it in and then out. As she screamed her pudden-head bitch point off Cyrus tied her branch together at the
elbows. Finally he tied her wrists.

Lamont looked the bound slight trollop over.

Lookin Good.

Lamont looked Lisa in the eye again.
Git dat ASS ready fo some HARD inkiness rooster FUCKING.
Ifs I donts sleep together u to death, we gon na slice u up.

Lisa was so messed up she could only babble. Everywhere on her body was pain.
She couldn't think focus.

Tied kneeling on the exercising weight point of view, read/write head tied to the bar the white teen looked like
a perfect piece of fuck meat for her captors.

SMAAAAACK. Cyrus let go with a wild whang smacking to the tight assed little bitch.
Gon na get it nice a red fo U.
A nice new red welt appeared.
YURE my man. Yelled Lamont.
SMAAAACK. Lisa jumped as the belt bit in hard.
Lamont laughed in her face.
Give her sum mo Cyrus.
SMAAAAAACK. Lisa let out a scream.
Lamont walked over behind her. He put some oil on his clay cock.
Bitch gon na geit all dem 14 inched sho nough.

A few More sapidity had Lisa screaming.
Dat aint nuthin, wiat til U git my cock.

Gon na function IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the exercise bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his cock, just right.
Hard, clay, Lamont held his phallus in his one bridge player, her ass face in another and started to run the forefront into Lisa's asshole.
He pushed twisted and turned trying to get it started.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. He pushed getting in maybe an inch.
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Lisa screamed.
The fearfulness and pain overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued