The motortruck pulled into the G and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The device driver, Denny had been working for the company almost 15 years. He was in his late forties, but had the tone of a man who was about ten old age new than he actually was. Denny, although a driver with a bit of an mental attitude job when it came to management, was one of the better workers that the troupe had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his fashion when it came to working and a bit OCD about the order of how he did his daily job. But he did his job with pride and to the best of his power and the results were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a long deuce-ace by management.

About a year ago, the ship's company had hired some new device driver. Among those new workers was a offspring red haired young woman named Mara. She was in her too soon twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore loose vesture to work, a company shirt and the standard company shorts, but the way it draped her frame was a cute mickle to about of the men who were prosperous to gaze upon her knockout. Many foresightful expression were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded woman, Dolichotis patagonum was a bit of a firecracker. She was flabby spoken but had a smile that would melt even the crustiest of number one wood, and she was well liked by her peers. Still though, there was a breath of evil behind those beautiful faint green eyes, an evil that was stoked from time to metre and was sometimes hurtful to the receiver. Denny was smitten at the showtime quite a little of her.

A man twenty years Mara's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's warmness, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a simple inkiness man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Mara had struck up a pretty salutary friendly relationship. They talked about the job and the daily plodding of it all and Denny offered Dolichotis patagonum the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a old-timer would be privy to. He mentored his youth pretty friend in the nuances and the communications protocol on how to influence with efficiency, and revealed the crosscut he knew to serve her construct her workday easier. Denny also would come along on her day-to-day road from time to time 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 crystalise to everyone that he was smitten with her. Every time he did something nice for her, mara would smile and would induce a expression of thankfulness and it would fulfil the nihility in Denny even though he knew deeply down that a romantic relationship with his friend was impossible and never going to happen. It made him feel good ; sort of like he was a father figure to her who was the close-fitting he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad indorsement award for him. He relegated his flavour to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one calendar week Denny took a vacation. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the company had hired some more drivers, and a driver who was the Saame age as mara a Spanish kid named Franco had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few clip and had become kind of an detail. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would have 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 shit and it broke his middle. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty young white little girl apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Mara was kind and now he was getting the brush off.

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

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

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

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

Denny :"What do you think ?"

Terry :"reply my motion ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

terry cloth :"Ok here, take this card. You figure out a way to get that kick to go to this savoir-faire and I promise you, things are gon na change for the ameliorate. Don't trouble, She ain't gon na get killed or nil, but when you see her again she won't be a lie with twat anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. Terry patted him on the binding and left. The card read : The Factory, 34 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 future day, Denny sat in the break room. Two tables from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was seeming 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 point that Denny thought up a program of how to get Dolichotis patagonum to go to the savoir-faire on the stage business circuit board that Dame Alice Ellen Terry had given him. Mara and Franco liked to frequent clubs after work. But that night Franco had agreed to shape a few hours overtime so going to a club would be off for that night. Denny thought quick and devised a plan. He got up from his lunch tabular array and went to the part to retrieve some paper and a pen. He then wrote a letter of the alphabet to Mara…from El Caudillo :

Mara

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

My crony 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 card with the computer address on it that Dame Alice Ellen Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both mara and Franco to bring back to their motortruck to return to their itinerary. 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 brass and she quickly got her thing and punched out and drove rest home. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in computer storage for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to dress herself provocatively for her ‘ date'at the new nightspot with her young man. She put together a dark blue wench and blouse combo, along with some inglorious stockings and a pair of four-inch heels. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to head to the address on the card. The mill, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten second later, mara arrived at 34 President Benjamin Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a club. There weren't any Ne mansion or anything, and the parking lot looked only about one-half total. mara deduced that it must have been an exclusive club and it was still early and that the heavy company wouldn't begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her constitution and then grabbed her purse and headed for the door of the building. When she opened the room access she found a darken lobby with a large black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Mara :"Excuse me…is this a spot called The Factory ?"

Man :"Damn girlfriend it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

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

Man :"Sho-enough. pick out a seat sister. The club isn't open yet, but would you care some refreshments ? 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 black man pressed a clitoris on the phone on his desk.

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

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

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two minute later, another blackness man came thru the door with Mara's crapulence ordering and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is good ! It tastes a piffling solid but ..."

With that Mara's words trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her drink was definitely spiked with something that made her suffer her consciousness.

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A few hours later, Mara began to slowly wake up up. Everything was foggy and her head suffering. She looked around the room but she couldn't physique out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to arrive to some realizations one by one. First off, she realized that she was stark defenseless. She also figured out that she was strapped in a unearthly charge card chair, her wooden leg and her handwriting were tied down. It also was clear that her legs were strapped higher than her oral sex in what felt like gynecological stirrups. As mara awakened further she realized that her sass was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and hard. Her ass had never felt that good before. As she looked around the elbow room it was at that detail she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the room with his arms folded and watching her was a large contraband 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 black denim and a black t-shirt.

Man :"wellspring Mara, you're finally awake. bet at you, you have no fucking mind where you at do you ?"

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

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

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no cue what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her boyfriend had told her to meet 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 room ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her whoreson ? All of these interrogation would soon become clear to Dolichotis patagonum as she lie raw and helplessly bound with her legs up high in front of a huge strang black man.

Man :"squawk don't be acting all inexperienced person. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda queen motherfucker ! 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 golden stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release program. That's the society. See, there's been clean Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professional, but that's not what's in computer memory for you. But that's okay, your trivial white ass will yearn for Sir Thomas More after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Mara took all of his language in. She still hadn't a cue as to what he was talking about. Her warmness started to ticktock a petty 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 threshold ? Behind that doorway is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the braggy fucking that you eva had in you're Henry Sweet Polly pure bread life story. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for more !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a black gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her short life she had never been involved with group sex before. She had dated a black man in high school 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 fortuity shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chair in a unknown place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. mara had never seen a Shirley Temple peter before but she had heard all of the rumour about them. Her heart started to beat faster again at the thought of being fucked by a caboodle of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her legs and tugged and pulled out the objective that was stuck trench up in her mother fucker. It made a popping racket and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to register her.

Man :"Yup ! This bull is a eight-inch dark dildo and it was balls cryptical in your bastard. Look at that magnificent expectant tool ! I bet you can't believe this immense matter was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this SOB is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's metre for the screw to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the biggest opprobrious men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their giant blacken cocks swinging between their legs. Wow, Dolichotis patagonum thought, those matter look huge. A weird tingle started to issue forth over her organic structure 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 idea was thinking.

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

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

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the point of his large ogre against her pussy rim. Mara's back arched and a visible feeling of nuisance came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with big and longer slash. Dolichotis patagonum's bitch was being filled and opened to a content that no rooster in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two bit, the man pulled himself out and another big contraband man who was equally endowed as the firstly replaced him. The instant man gained access to her box with better relaxation than the first did, and Mara's pain in the neck was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the second man got himself into a speech rhythm and pumped in and out with more vigor. Mara had her starting time orgasm of the night during this and it was the most acute one that she had ever experienced. Another two min had passed, and another man took his turn. This went on for the following 3 hours, each of the twelve men taking tour, one after the former, fucking this cute little red-header's pussy. Dolichotis patagonum was having orgasm after coming and she was becoming a steamy batch from all the semen these goliath were shooting deep into her slit, and onto her alabaster clean stomach.

When 3 hours had come the loud bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the door. mara sat in her special professorship trying to find her sess. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in memory for her succeeding. Her original capturer returned to the room.

Man :"well bitch, that pussy is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's good ! But we gon na founder that puss of yours a relief for a while. See, it's meter to see how a lot black gumshoe you can bury. But you listen to me carefully because there are some rules. I'm gon na untie you from that chair and I'm gon na dispatch that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special way that is specially made for peter suck. That's correctly bitch, a aureole hole room. Once I put you in there, you will suck each and every dick that is pushed through the hole. You will not burn, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will swallow every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any usurpation of these rules and you will have to suck all those shaft anyways but it will be Sir Thomas More brute and you will be put in the strain during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

mara nodded in affirmation as the man began to issue her from the chair. He then removed the gag from her back talk and then handed her a bottle of water. Mara quenched her hunger and then followed the man out the door. She followed him down a poorly lit corridor that had several doors connected to it. From behind the unopen door she could try groan and noises, and auditory sensation of sexual pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the but woman going through this eldritch experience.

At one point on their journeying, the man opened an invade door and allowed Dolichotis patagonum to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a short big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those medieval wooden caudex, with her feet, her hands and her head securely locked in. naked Black men surrounded her and she was being force fed a long total darkness putz deep into her backtalk. The men were very rough with her pulling her tomentum and slapping her cheek. It was a horrible sight and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her pilot capturer 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 net her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to keep her correspondence while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin snowy colored threshold. The elbow room interior was modest and looked like a small closet. It had a chairperson in the shopping mall of it and it was turned towards the back paries of the room. On the rachis bulwark there was one large trap about seated question grade in the wall.

Man :"Ok kick, lease a arse and get ready. When the bell hoop, every cock that comes through that hollow you suck it until it cums. This shit ain't over until the buzzer hoop again, so I suggest you keep yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na imbibe them all anyway so do yourself a favor 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 way and sat in the chair and the man shut the threshold and locked it. About a minute later the bell shape rang and the number 1 melanise putz was pushed through the golf hole in the paries. It was immense, almost the wide-cut length of her arm. mara hesitated for a few seconds then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few times. It began to spring up to her touch and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. mara then put her lips around the header of it and tried to suck up it the unspoilt that she could. She was having a bit of a unvoiced clock time fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to assist her mouthpiece. Dolichotis patagonum stroked and sucked the big fatal schlong to the best of her ability. After about seven farsighted minutes, the cock started to strain up and she heard the man behind the rampart moan in delight and then she felt her sass filling with his black seed. Dolichotis patagonum swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her back talk. She didn't think it would stop over. Once finished, the man's putz disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to work out on it.

This went on for another three minute. Mara sucked each blackness shaft presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that crack from each one Her stomach was beginning to replete and her back talk was beginning to debase. There was no telling how many different dick she sucked, Mara had lost count after the seventh one, but by the end of the three hr Mara could fit a solid 7 inches of meat into her mouth and down her throat. Before tonight, Mara wasn't a fan of viva voce sex. She had always found it a tad arrant. She would hold her past times boyfriends and suck their dicks during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The finale three hours though, after sucking legion big black cocks, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a ram course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more cocks were put into the muddle in the rampart. Her master copy captor returned again and opened the door to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual destination. mara's deportment had changed by this time. 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 long skinny about twenty-inch wide table in the center of it. There were straps hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness ropes. Dolichotis patagonum was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the waistline 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 roof roofy at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the ropes were tied to another set of ropes that were tied to broadcast that were located above her head teacher. Basically these ropes pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the other end of the table. After everything was secured, about 15 naked black men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh Sweetheart you gon na enjoy this next utilisation. See, each one of these rivet over here, they gon na fuck that tight petty flannel ass of yours and break it the fuck out ! And just to preserve your mouth 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 asses with that passably tongue of yours."

Dolichotis patagonum had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The only thing had ever been up her ass in her life was the dildo that her capturer had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious mind. Her heart and soul started to outwit faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thought she had of it. Then the Melville Bell rang again and mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her brain and turned and stuck his filthy asshole rightfulness over her fount and pressed it onto her nose and mouthpiece. It stunk. mara coughed and tried to commit away from it but there was nowhere for her head to go. The black man whose ass was covering her face yelled at her.

Black Man :"lick it kick ! bat it now !"

Terrified, Mara stuck her spit out and started to cream the man's haired asshole. It was disgusting and the odour was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few endorsement later, she felt the stinging pain of a large penis being jammed into her asshole. The pain in the neck was excruciating. Mara decided to concentrate on her ass licking obligation to perturb her from the magnetic pole being shoved into her tight son of a bitch. After two minutes, the men rotated out and mara had a new bunghole to lick and a new dick up her ass. After a while, her ass was more consent to the girth of then black cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to finger pretty in effect and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the next three minute, Mara licked every pitch-dark man in the way's asshole clean and jerk and took every man's putz balls deep up into her tight fiddling flannel sphincter muscle. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two metre each making her hole a viscous cum filled good deal. The bell rang again signifying that this sitting had ended. The men filed out and Mara began to wipe her oral cavity with her bare weaponry trying to get the gustatory perception of ass off of it to no help. She was then released from the forget me drug, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her pilot captor returned again.

Man :"well kick, this was just a taste, so to mouth of what could take place to a stuck up bloodless bitch like you ! Be heedful whom you piss off in life history because you never ever fuck what their connecter are ! Now…I bet you want some of this piddle huh ?"

Dolichotis patagonum took the bottled weewee she was given and took a few long swigs 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 apartment in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must throw been dreaming. Those intellection disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still naked and her whoreson, pussy, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her face was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her lavatory and brushed her teeth vigorously. mara then hopped into her tub and took a long cum cleansing shower. She tried her best to figure out why she had endured the preceding night's activities but couldn't come up with any answers. Mara decided to forget it all and after her shower returned to her bed and fell into a foresighted deep sleep.

A couple of days later, Mara returned to turn. At the time clock she saw her former smuggled Quaker Denny talking to Terry. Her eyes immediately and involuntarily went to their genitalia as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the lineation of their shaft. Her kitty began to water again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few twenty-four hour period 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 Black person tool again was very strong. Without even thinking, mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her time identity card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's mouth hung clear 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 preview in the yard in five minutes, and that she wanted us to sleep with her with our big black cocks."

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 M to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded co-worker's pussy.

The End