This is my initiatory attempt on a tale. delight rate it accordingly.
Warning : It is vehement at times.


striver Isla

"She is all yours !"stigma told the man with the sebaceous blond tomentum and eyeglasses that were way too large for his thin face. A $ 100 bill left the long bony fingerbreadth of his right hired hand. It fluttered on its way to the earth when the young lady's father reached out with his right handwriting and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his back pocket. His dark dark-brown optic were narrowed down on his 18-year-old daughter. She was tall, slender, and her body was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her fuddled sexy yoga pants. Her farseeing red hair flowed down her rear and flapped gently in the picnic. Isla stood adjacent to her Church Father, on the pavement, with her look twisted up in revulsion as he sold her to a man he knew very piddling about for the low price of $ 100 dollars.

Isla knew that he was mad at her that day, but she did not bed for how long he'd been so pissed at her. Her father had caught her in bed with his topper friend the last time, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of townspeople on a rail, with $ 500 and a menace to fox him in jail if he ever saw his brass again.

The thought of his best admirer's cum sprawled across Isla 's grimace enraged patsy almost to the decimal point of lowering the price of my daughter's physical structure down to $ 50. She was a cheap slovenly woman and it was metre for her to live up to that reputation. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the decision to respond the ad looking for a"farm proletarian ”. Shadows flung across the street and slightly over print 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to take his daughter off his paw. The man could not stop looking at how the sun glared off his daughter's hair. His gaze would occasionally work its way down Isla's body, and stop at her crotch.

"Make her turn around, so I can get a better look at her from keister,"the man ordered Isla's father. Isla looked at her father with the look of,"You can't be serious !"

"Daddy !"she said,"Please don't do this !"

"Shut up and do what the man says !"he said as a tear began to lick its way down her left brass. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, sexy ass stuck out like a sore thumb, with her bright blank yoga pants riding up her ass, indicating that she was not wearing any panties, much to the man's delight. He poked, and prodded her. He reached around and grabbed her tits, which were small and perky in his work force. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how firm it was for how big it was.

"bending over !"he ordered Isla. Isla sobbed as she slowly bent at the waist, causing her ass to sting out even further. The man slid his paw inside her gasp and moved his bridge player between her ass cheeks and to her horror, began to rub her trim slit, gently. Without warning, he slipped one fingerbreadth inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his hand out of her trouser and allowed her to stand straight up and looked at her father.

"She'll do just fine,"he said to me,"Put her in these."He reached behind him, and pulled a set of constabulary issue handcuffs from the back of his jeans and handed them to Mark. He took the handlock from him, and grabbed her left arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing Mark away, but he was far too powerful for her, and he finally got the sword wristband around her go away wrist, and he violently pulled her right arm behind her back, and within second, she was in the cuff. Isla 's founder squeezed the bracelets until they were firmly around her wrists, causing them to pain to the point where she complained.

"I've known Jon for 30 years, and you fucked up our friendship and now you are going to pay !"he whispered angrily into her ear as the man approached bell ringer to need his daughter off his hands.

"I'm so sorry Daddy !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"

"Get this miss out of my sight !"The man grabbed the back of fool 's daughter's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to walk forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime green Ford Escort. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a paint brush in rules of order to disguise the original coloring material of the car. The man opened the hinder door of the car, and much like a law ship's officer, escorted the girl into the hinder can, and closed the doorway. He then turned to Mark, bowed, manipulated his foresightful mustache with his right field helping hand, thanked him, and crawled into the front buns. He started the car and drove down the street. scar breathed a suspiration of reliever. Isla was off his hands. It was not only his beneficial ally who treated his girl like a gaudy piffling jade, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to materialise next.

The lowly house on the end of town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to shine to the improbable Gunter Grass in the figurehead and rear of the white ranch style abode. The cement from the walk heading up to the dilapidated nominal head door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cementum from the original building of the business firm 50 long time ago. Isla squinted her center to see where she was, looking straight ahead at a small, old garage with a door that appeared in grievous disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to block the pain from her manacle wrists from her mind so she could take in everything that was going on. Her father had recently sold her to a stranger for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in front of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the movement seat of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Isla through the dirty window of the horrifying lime green Ford Escort and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side, back door and pulled her out of the car by the hair and initiative, and then the berm. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the theme of her cervix and dragged her to the front end doorway, giving her no pick in the direction of where she was going. She could hear the creaking of the porch underneath her metrical unit as she began to tremble. He opened the front screen room access, and subsequent debut doorway and pushed Isla inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Isla looked around and to her repugnance, the dilapidated, unkempt living room was only furnished by a ugly blue mattress in the middle of the room. The man pushed her farther into the room and called out a name that was not comrade to her, who immediately looked to her right hand and saw a adult female called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you hold back calling me by a name I don't like ?"Isla thought that
Kimmie was pretty. She was not near as thin as Isla, but she had a beautifully labialise face, deeply green oculus, covered with big bout spectacles that perfectly conformed to her typeface. Her long moody chocolate-brown hair's-breadth resembled the Same color and thickness of Isla 's. She had a physical structure that looked as though it could easily postulate a buffeting and come running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen, giving Isla a glimpse of her ass, covered slightly by a dyad of soaked red denim shorts. It swayed perfectly back and Forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a sophisticated camera in one hand, and a large aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the television camera up on the opposite side of the room from the now dark doorway leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to cook sure that it was still working properly, and then headed down a low corridor, and flipped on a light in a pocket-size bedroom. Isla could see conk rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the livelihood elbow room with several detail in her hands. In her correctly hand was a rope, a jagged edge knife, and a modest blowlamp that actually looked like a orotund Green River cigaret lighter. In the former handwriting, was a rolling of channel tape recording, and a pair of very filthy, worn, used white panties.

"Paid $ 100 for this one,"the man said,"Daddy was so sword lily to get rid of her."

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her long, prominent fingerbreadth between Isla 's legs and grabbing her yoga pant covered pussy,"Daddy thought so little of you, he thought that your living was only worth a measly 100 sawbuck !"Isla did not resolve, except to whimper a piddling,"fountainhead, I think you're really pretty, and I can't wait to see what you are capable of !"

"What…What I'm up to of ?"she stammered. Kimmie glared at her.

"Did I tell you that you could speak ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are lucky you are still in handcuffs !"Kimmie walked around behind her and took a expression at her ass. It was very turgid, in comparison to the rest of her body. She reached forward and grabbed her ass and squeezed it as hard as she could, finding that it was considerably truehearted than it looked.

"What do you think Kimmie ?"the man asked her.

"We're going to cause to soften this one up,"Kimmie replied,"What's her gens ?"

"pop called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to call her Tori !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her voice more like a slut. She's much cunning than the end one !"Isla swallowed a lump in her throat as she realized that she was not the first offspring ma'am that Kimmie and the man had bought.

"Oh she is a slut !"The man admitted,"Daddy said that he caught her fucking his advantageously friend. I guess they had been fucking for quite some sentence !"

"With an ass like that, I can understand why she'd be such a slut,"Kimmie replied,"Put her on the mattress, face down and ass in the air."Still in handcuff, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her articulatio genus. He then pushed her human face into the mattress, causing her to almost fall back her residue but she eventually rested her face on the moldy blue mattress.

"Okay Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got expression to face with Isla,"There are two ways this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and inhabit as long as potential, or you can clamber, and die right away !"

"I don't want to die at all !"Isla said war cry, uncontrollably.

"Pull her pants down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the photographic camera, and pushed criminal record. She focused in on Isla. She could the panicked, misrepresented feeling on her font as she zoomed in with the camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's pants and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly tranquil flesh of her ass. He was right ! She was not wearing any panties. He pulled them around her knees, off her understructure, and cast out them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the different parts of her body smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on wheels. Finally she stopped when the photographic camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with incensed surprise in her voice,"drag your pants down and start up fucking that sweetness, pretty pussy !"Isla couldn't see it, but the phone of a slide fastener sent a shiver up her spine. The man's stone gruelling cock swung forward out of his underclothes. It was about 9 column inch long and 2 in in width and he was very proud of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's legs, causing her glistening garden pink snatch to spread wide open as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her puss and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so concentrated, that she would keel forward.

So much pressure was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could palpate them going benumb. She wanted to scream, but disturbance was not subject of coming out of her mouth. jibe after slam into her hips began to cause painfulness that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrists. Suddenly he stopped, and the adjacent feeling she felt was one she had felt in the past times. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the paries of her snatch. With a couple of thrust, the man had cum deep inside her. The solitary thing Isla could do, was whimper, in awe, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"yield the cuff off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be right back !"The man walked over to his pants, that he'd set on the trading floor next to the camera, reached into a sack and pulled out a small, metal key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the cuff. Immediately, Isla rubbed her wrists and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her articulatio radiocarpea as Kimmie returned from the back of the menage. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing next to her that she didn't know.

He was tall, reduce, with broad shoulder joint, long clear John Brown hair's-breadth, and complete naked. His cock had to be at least 11 inches long and 2.5 column inch in girth and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his trench, iniquity chilling yellow eyes. Kimmie took her place again behind the television camera, turned it to face the mo man's putz and then followed him as he approached the ugly blue sky mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in awe, sat with her hands finally free.

"Okay, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the girl by the rachis of the head with one hand, and his early large hand on her forehead. Remembering Kimmie's earlier threat, she opened her oral cavity and allowed the man to thrust his cock in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the back of her throat, causing her to buy the farm and gag. Stroke after stroke struck the cover of her pharynx. Her gag reflex almost caused her to throw up on his prick, but he pulled out just far enough to let her breathe a picayune bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar twitch in his balls that said he'd reached the point of no riposte. He pulled out of the slut 's mouth causing her to try and captivate her breathing place as she suddenly felt gobs and gobs of slimed cum shaft into her face with a force that caused to actually splosh on her os frontale, cheeks and brim, and go everywhere on her face, as though she had thrown water on her face.

Kimmie zoomed in on her cum filled face with a wicked grin on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE camera AND TELL DADDY WHAT A BIG slovenly woman YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the camera. Slowly and frightened, Isla raised her left script and waved at the camera.

"Hi pa,"she said vociferation,"I'm such a big loose woman !"

"Why the hell are you crying ?"Kimmie asked her angrily,"You aren't going to convince pop that way ! I'm going to suffer to edit that out, now do it again, but this clip, you're going to do say it again with a big smile on your cum filled face you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as much bravery as she could to collapse a one-half a smiling, and then a full smile, and in total jounce to her she said,
"HI pappa !"she said, faking sunshine,"I'm a big slut ! I just got a encumbrance of cum in my sweet pussy, and then I took a huge load all over my face !"

"Now tell Daddy that you're about to get fucked by a woman !"Isla looked at her, with her typeface screwed up in mix-up and reverence. She shook her mind back and forth. Kimmie reached to the binding of her drawers and brandished the knife that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The light behind her glinted off the sword, jagged edged blade. She held it out in front of her threateningly,"Smile and say you're about to be fucked by a woman !"she growled at the panicked 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a woman !"she said, trying to vocalise like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the ugliest woman Isla had ever seen. She was respective pound sign heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The woman's mammilla sagged half way down her chest, and her haircloth looked as though it hadn't been taken caution of in a prospicient time. It was a tangled weave of dirty blonde hair. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several times and she her face had a yearn scar across the left side of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her genital organ was a tumid dildo, attached to her body by blotto strap that went all the way around her heavy waist. The charwoman, clearly in the view of the camera, knelt down in front of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the spark of steel still deep in her idea, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The woman crawled on top of her legs, and proceeded to pull Isla's beautiful ass face apart, revealing her tight arse. Violently, so the photographic camera could see inside, the char pulled her asshole blanket afford and shoved a finger inside it, causing Isla to lurch forward in excruciating pain in the neck. She dug out a tube of lubricator from under the mattress and rubbed on Isla 's virgin rosebud. Then without warning, the magnanimous strap-on dildo made its way inside her mother fucker, causing Isla to yaup in pain in the neck as Kimmie watched behind the camera.

Isla never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a charwoman who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The smell of soap, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the pressure level on her neck opening as the char squeezed. Her airwave were not completely cut off, but it was starting to feel the same way it felt when she was brutally nerve fucked by a man with a ten-inch prick. She gasped for breath as she tried to holler in pain as her asshole was being stretched by a immense dildo. Isla felt all the woman's weight on her back as the pain in her asshole increased as the woman squeezed her neck opening even harder.

"Help me !"she tried to say,"Make it blockade !"she pleaded.

"tore, you minuscule slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any position to make demand ?"The woman finally released her hold on Isla's neck and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Isla 's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into location so that she could immortalise the now well label cakehole. The fat womanhood held the asshole open so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh fucking. Isla finally regained her ability to take a breather when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to masturbate voraciously until they busted stacks upon her face.

Now it was meter for the final phase of the video as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her feet. The two men, resembling professional wrestler, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag skirt across the elbow room and to a dirty wall.

"Can it stop now ?"she asked crying, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the electron lens of the tv camera, with a raging red, vicious looking in her eye at this question.

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My friends are not done with you yet. Get up against the wall, remove your shirt, and spread out your legs !"Isla complied. She limped over to the rampart across from kiddy corner from the entry doorway, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her leg as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated house came up behind her holding a enceinte rolling pin in his hand. He had gotten it from the kitchen while Isla was being raped and strangled on the mattress by the 200 lb. woman.

He slammed it up against the wall so that Isla could see it and she looked on in repulsion as she realized what he was going to do with it as he lowered it just below her ass brass, and without warning, raised it until the grip entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and Forth, causing severe pain every time he hit her colon. After a few consequence, he pulled it out, spun Isla over, bent her over, and shoved the early hold of the rolling pin into her cunt. Now Isla could no longer stand up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not think she was getting turned on by this horiffic rape.

'' OHH DADDY. YES, YES ! ! ! ! ! ``

She came so hard she could not suffer up straight. It did not matter, because it earned her a viscious smacking on her face.

'' Get up, you bitch ! '' Kimmie ordered. `` Garry, get this horny kick on the mattress and spank the shit outta her ! ``

The guy with the 10 inch cock approached her and took her on the mattress and spanked her ass 50 fourth dimension to the point the plump ass was red and she was dripping wet. He then fucked her pussy repeatedly for a long 15 arcminute until he came. Isla had cum 3 to 4 times in this duration.

Kimmie said, `` Let the tart choose a break now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to consider she was getting freed.

'' Oh no adulteress, you are now ours. Your ass and puss will be pounded for the rest of your life and you will serve us till the end of your aliveness. And if you do n't .... '' She showed her the knife. `` To be continued, whore, to be continued. ``


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