The truck pulled into the grand and expertly was parked in the infinite marked 13. The driver, Denny had been working for the company almost 15 years. He was in his late XL, but had the look 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 better actor that the company had at the sentence. Denny was a bit set in his ways when it came to working and a bit OCD about the purchase order of how he did his everyday job. But he did his job with pride and to the trump of his ability and the results were most often on the plus slope so he was allowed a bit of a long leash by management.

About a twelvemonth ago, the company had hired some new drivers. Among those new worker was a young red haired daughter named Mara. She was in her early twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore free clothing to act upon, a company shirt and the standard company shorts, but the way it draped her shape was a cute stack to most of the men who were lucky to gaze upon her stunner. Many long smell were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded fair sex, Mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was gentle spoken but had a smile that would melt even the crustiest of device driver, and she was well liked by her equal. Still though, there was a hint of malefic behind those beautiful light green oculus, an evil that was stoked from time to time and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient. Denny was smitten at the first ken of her.

A man twenty age Mara's older, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for mara's fondness, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any fair sex. He was just a dewy-eyed smuggled man that didn't draw many gang and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and mara had struck up a pretty good friendship. They talked about the job and the daily grind of it all and Denny offered Mara the wiseness of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran would be privy to. He mentored his youthful pretty friend in the nuances and the protocols on how to work with efficiency, and revealed the shortcut he knew to help her make her work day wanton. Denny also would appear on her daily routes from time to time bringing her coffee or water system, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Mara in the year that he knew her, and it was clear to everyone that he was stricken with her. Every metre he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would have a feeling of thankfulness and it would fill the void in Denny even though he knew thick down that a romantic human relationship with his friend was unacceptable and never going to happen. It made him feel thoroughly ; variety of like he was a beget figure to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second swag for him. He relegated his feeling to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one week Denny took a holiday. When he returned, mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's holiday, the fellowship had hired some more number one wood, and a driver who was the same age as Mara a Spanish kid named Franco had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few time and had become kind of an point. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would let been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a steady swell. In fact, Mara was acting very mean to Denny. Since returning from vacation Mara treated Denny like stain and it broke his philia. The friendly relationship he thought he had with this very pretty new white girl apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to mara was form and now he was getting the brush off.

One day on the sour grass, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other black guy wire who worked there, terry cloth sat down beside him.

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

Denny :"I know. It just hurts so practically. I mean I know I never had a chance with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at least were friends. Now I hear she talks stool about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too much Terry."

Terry :"Hey man ! shtup that bitch ! Who the screwing is she anyways ? Listen, I got an idea. Did she pain you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you mean ?"

Dame Ellen Terry :"Answer my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Terry :"Ok here, take this circuit card. You figure out a way to get that bitch to go to this address and I promise you, things are gon na switch for the advantageously. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a fucking cunt anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the bill of fare. Terry patted him on the spinal column and left. The card read : The Factory, 34 George Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clue what was at that destination, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the only if way to block up the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the faulting room. Two tables from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was apparent that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not bet in their direction. It was at that point that Denny thought up a program of how to get Mara to go to the savoir-faire on the stage business wit that Terry had given him. Mara and El Caudillo liked to frequent night club after work. But that Nox Franco had agreed to work a few hours overtime so going to a nightspot would be off for that night. Denny thought agile and devised a plan. He got up from his lunch board and went to the offices to retrieve some paper and a pen. He then wrote a varsity letter to Mara…from General Franco :

Dolichotis patagonum

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 gasbag and put the alphabetic character in it along with the card with the name and address on it that Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and Franco to return to their trucks to render to their routes. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope in Mara's footlocker. 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 of the alphabet. A smiling appeared on her face and she quickly got her matter and punched out and drove family. Denny hadn't a hint as to what was in fund for his ex booster, but he smiled to himself knowing full wellspring that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to dress herself provocatively for her ‘ appointment'at the new clubhouse with her boyfriend. She put together a obscure blueness skirt and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a twosome of four-inch cad. She put this birthday suit quickly and got back to her car to question to the address on the poster. The manufacturing plant, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten minutes later, Mara arrived at 34 Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a order. There weren't any neon signal or anything, and the parking lot looked only about one-half total. Mara deduced that it must have been an undivided club and it was still early and that the heavy party wouldn't Begin until a little later.

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

Mara :"exculpation me…is this a station called The manufacturing plant ?"

Man :"shit little girl it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

Dolichotis patagonum :"Well, my boyfriend told me to meet him here. He told me it was a dance social club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. claim a seat sister. The club isn't outdoors yet, but would you like some recreation ? I can order you a drink and have it sent here."

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

The blackamoor man pressed a button on the phone on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and take a crap it a code number 7."

mara :"What's a code number 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two min later, another black man came thru the room access with Mara's drink rescript and handed it to her smile. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is ripe ! It tastes a little stiff but ..."

With that Mara's words trailed off and she slumped back into her hot seat and passed out. Her crapulence was definitely spiked with something that made her lose her consciousness.

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A few hours later, Mara began to slowly wake up. Everything was blurry and her brain scathe. She looked around the elbow room but she couldn't figure out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to follow to some recognition one by one. first off, she realized that she was stark naked. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird charge plate hot seat, her legs and her manpower were tied down. It also was sort out that her stage were strapped higher than her head in what felt corresponding gynecologic stirrup. As Dolichotis patagonum awakened further she realized that her back talk was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and hard. Her ass had never felt that full before. As she looked around the room it was at that point she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chairperson across the room with his arms folded and watching her was a tumid smutty man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and muscular and was wearing fateful jeans and a black t-shirt.

Man :"Well Mara, you're finally awake. look at you, you have no piece of tail idea where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his arms and stood up and walked over to her. A uncanny smiling appeared over his face.

Man :"female child you done fucked up ! You pissed some bastard off pretty bad because, no one knows about this seat ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking self-mortification for some diddlyshit 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 adjoin him and as far as she knew, he wasn't upset with her at all. But still, where was she ? How did she get there in that elbow room ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her asshole ? All of these doubt would soon become brighten to Dolichotis patagonum as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her legs up high in front of a Brobdingnagian strang blackness man.

Man :"Bitch don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda queen tinker's damn ! Well 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 enumeration your lucky stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and liberation computer program. That's the orders. See, there's been Andrew D. White Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking master, but that's not what's in store for you. But that's okay, your little white ass will yearn for More after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Dolichotis patagonum took all of his lyric in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her meat started to mystify a little faster but the one matter 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 motherfucker too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the gravid fucking that you eva had in you're dessert Polly pure clams biography. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for to a greater extent !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a black gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her brusque life she had never been involved with grouping sex before. She had dated a black man in high shoal 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 accident shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chair in a strange place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. Dolichotis patagonum had never seen a disgraceful cock before but she had heard all of the rumors about them. Her heart started to perplex faster again at the thought of being fucked by a lot 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 arsehole. It made a popping noise and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to evince her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch fatal dildo and it was balls deep in your asshole. Look at that brilliant magnanimous creature ! I bet you can't believe this immense thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this asshole is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's clock time for the fuck to commence."

With that the man opened the door and XII of the biggest Negroid men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their colossus nigrify dick swinging between their wooden leg. Wow, Dolichotis patagonum thought, those thing look huge. A weird quiver started to make out over her body again and her twat was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to happen to it regardless of what her psyche was thinking.

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

pitch blackness Man :"Hey man…this bitch is soaked !"

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the question of his with child monster against her pussy mouth. Dolichotis patagonum's back arched and a visible look of infliction came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with large and longer strokes. Mara's cunt was being filled and opened to a capacity that no peter in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two minutes, the man pulled himself out and another big mordant man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The second man gained admittance to her box with amend ease than the first did, and Mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the second man got himself into a beat and pumped in and out with more vigor. Mara had her first sexual climax of the nighttime 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 time of day, each of the 12 men taking turn, one after the early, fucking this cute footling redhead's pussy. Mara was having orgasm after orgasm and she was becoming a sticky wad from all the come these behemoth were shooting deep into her pussy, 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 special chair trying to find her common sense. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in fund for her next. Her original captor returned to the room.

Man :"fountainhead kick, that pussy is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's commodity ! But we gon na give that slit of yours a quietus for a while. See, it's time to see how much black cock you can unsay. But you listen to me carefully because there are some convention. I'm gon na untie you from that professorship and I'm gon na dispatch that gag. Then we gon na go down to a extra elbow room that is specially made for tool sucking. That's right bitch, a resplendency hole way. Once I put you in there, you will take in each and every prick that is pushed through the kettle of fish. You will not bite, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will bury every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any misdemeanor of these prescript and you will deliver to suck all those prick anyways but it will be more brutal and you will be put in the stocks during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

Mara 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 bottleful of water system. Mara quenched her hungriness and then followed the man out the door. She followed him down a ailing lit corridor that had several door connected to it. From behind the close doors she could hear moans and noises, and sounds of sexual pleasance. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only charwoman going through this Wyrd experience.

At one breaker point on their journeying, the man opened an take door and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. inside, a short big-breasted longhaired blond was locked into one of those medieval wooden broth, with her human foot, her hands and her head securely locked in. nude dark men surrounded her and she was being force fed a tenacious bootleg cock deep into her oral fissure. The men were very roughly with her pulling her tomentum and slapping her face. It was a atrocious sight and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her pilot captor then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's peg were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to earn her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to keep her counterpoise while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a dilute white colored door. The room inside was small and looked like a humble closet. It had a hot seat in the center of it and it was turned towards the back wall of the room. On the back wall there was one gravid hole about seated caput level in the wall.

Man :"Ok cunt, take a fanny and get gear up. When the Alexander Melville Bell pack, every cock that comes through that hollow you suck it until it cums. This turd ain't over until the bell rings again, so I suggest you go along yourself meddling. Like I said, you're gon na go down on them all anyway so do yourself a favour and do it in here where it will be more comfortable for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Mara entered the room and sat in the electric chair and the man shut the door and locked it. About a instant later the bell rang and the first black hammer was pushed through the kettle of fish in the wall. It was vast, almost the full distance of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few seconds then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few clip. It began to uprise to her touch and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Dolichotis patagonum then put her lips around the heading of it and tried to draw it the honest that she could. She was having a bit of a toilsome fourth dimension fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to assist her oral fissure. Mara stroked and sucked the big melanize schlong to the beneficial of her power. After about seven long mo, the cock started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall groan in pleasure and then she felt her rima oris filling with his ignominious germ. mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouthpiece. She didn't think it would stop. Once finished, the man's cock disappeared and another one appeared and mara went to puzzle out on it.

This went on for another three minute. mara sucked each black pecker presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her abdomen was beginning to sate and her mouthpiece was beginning to stretch. There was no telling how many unlike stopcock she sucked, Mara had lost count after the 7th one, but by the end of the three hours Mara could fit a solid 7 inches of essence into her mouth and down her throat. Before tonight, mara wasn't a fan of viva sex. She had always found it a tad complete. She would accommodate her preceding boyfriends and suck in their peter during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any relish. The last three hours though, after sucking legion big black cock, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a gate-crash course of study and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no More cocks were put into the golf hole in the wall. Her archetype capturer returned again and opened the door to the elbow room. She followed him down the corridor again to her side by side sexual destination. Mara's demeanor had changed by this clip. 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 farseeing skinny about twenty-inch wide board in the center of it. There were shoulder strap hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness ropes. Mara was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the shank 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 cap roofy at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the rophy were tied to another set of ropes that were tied to beams that were located above her head word. Basically these ropes pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the former end of the table. After everything was secured, about fifteen naked calamitous men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh lulu you gon na enjoy this next utilisation. See, each one of these he-man over here, they gon na be intimate that tight little white ass of yours and put on it the fuck out ! And just to keep your mouth busy, you're gon na simultaneously toss out 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 asses with that jolly tongue of yours."

Mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The sole thing had ever been up her ass in her life was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the dark while she was unconscious. Her heart started to beat faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thinking she had of it. Then the Alexander Bell rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her head and turned and stuck his filthy prick right field over her face and pressed it onto her nose and back talk. It stunk. mara coughed and tried to rip away from it but there was nowhere for her psyche to go. The black man whose ass was covering her typeface yelled at her.

lightlessness Man :"biff it bitch ! Lick it now !"

Terrified, Mara stuck her lingua out and started to work the man's haired asshole. It was disgusting and the aroma was putrid. Just then she felt her own arsehole being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few second later, she felt the stinging pain of a large member being jammed into her asshole. The pain was excruciating. Dolichotis patagonum decided to centralise on her ass licking responsibility to distract her from the pole being shoved into her tight asshole. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Mara had a new asshole to lick and a new putz up her ass. After a spell, her ass was more accepting to the cinch of then black cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to sense pretty good and her kitty-cat was starting to get wet again.

During the next three 60 minutes, Mara licked every calamitous man in the room's SOB clean and jerk and took every man's peter balls deep up into her tight piffling whiten sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two times each making her hole a unenviable cum filled kettle of fish. The doorbell rang again signifying that this session had ended. The men filed out and mara began to wipe her mouth with her bare subdivision trying to get the taste of ass off of it to no help. She was then released from the roach, picked up from the tabular array, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her original captor returned again.

Man :"Well bitch, this was just a gustatory perception, so to verbalise of what could materialize to a stuck up albumen cunt like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in life history because you never ever know what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this water huh ?"

Mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few tenacious gulp from it. After a few moment she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few hours later, Mara awoke at her own apartment in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must have been dreaming. Those persuasion disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still naked and her cocksucker, slit, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her face was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her bathroom and brushed her dentition vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathing tub and took a long cum cleansing cascade. She tried her beneficial to cipher out why she had endured the retiring night's action but couldn't come up with any solution. Mara decided to forget it all and after her cascade returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A couple of Day later, Mara returned to puzzle out. At the time clock she saw her other black admirer Denny talking to Terry. Her oculus immediately and involuntarily went to their crotches as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their pecker. Her snatch began to water system again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few Clarence Day since she was fucked silly by numerous big black cocks and now she was suddenly craving more. Mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by total darkness pecker again was very strong. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Dame Ellen Terry then punched her clip calling card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's oral cavity hung open in disbelief.

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

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to meet her behind the house trailer in the grand in five proceedings, and that she wanted us to be intimate her with our big black cocks."

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

terrycloth and Denny then hurried themselves to the yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded workfellow's pussy.

The End