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Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at home base with his girlfriend Kendra.

They abused her with a brutal facts of life academic term. Ricky and Kendra take the squawk to a poker game political party to get money to pay the beak. Abused at the fire hook political party, the future morning Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] pander her out, thrill with money they get a delivery of movie equipment. The legal transfer men and then relatives join for a brutal pack boot. Four Months later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Set brings two bootleg guy rope who own a night club. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their cabaret. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself jailed at a Black club. With proletariat just starting she is ass fucked to get working class while a tamp down room watches.

Jolene is in a lodge merging room surrounded by work party phallus, minor time hoods and local anaesthetic looking for a ripe fourth dimension. Smoke fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the whiten bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her delivery. As the platform is pushed into place the men in the room start clapping, laughing. An clever but round-eyed contraption it hangs from the ceiling by cables. There is a hanker 2 x 4 with two legs splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the cunt's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross extremity's arrest creates a furor of excitement. The club BOSS point in time to the 6 nails protruding 3 inch from each of cross 2 x 4's."This is to hold open the Bitches White Ass in place."“ Nine Nails for each cheek"Laughing and cheering break out.

Excitement built as Six men lift the unconscious Jolene up to set her on the program.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

"What are you doing."What is going on."

"Ah, the whore is back with us. This is you obstetrical delivery table."

Jolene twists her head to see what he is talking about."NO, you can't put me on that. NO"

Jolene spots the nails."Wait, no, you can't do that. Stop"Jolene tries to twist and turn but the men

have a firm grip. They lift her up and the men in the middle let her ass drop on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal type shrieking.

Almost in blow, she is scared to sputter. She is get over with fear.

A rachet strap is wrapped around below her belly holding her ass tight to the platform.

There is an extra 2 x4 at her shoulders and another strap ties her down her pep pill physical structure at the shoulder.

Finally her branch are spread with her articulatio talocruralis placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more ratchet straps.

"Oh My God, have me off this. I can't call for it. please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided trivial living but lots of pain. The nails bit into her ass."Take me off. I am hungry, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a tool rained urine on her face. Soon other men joined in covering her in piss. A thug started to jerk off shooting cum on her side. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum thirsty cunt. move over her some more."Men on both sides shot their loads on her human face. A finger's breadth reached out to disseminate her back talk and a cum loading shot into her mouth.

"crapulence up Cum Slut."“ Cum slut"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

Men reached out running their hands over her flesh. Her battered meat was pinched, twisted, slapped. Jolene screamed. She begged for help, to be taken off the terrible platform.

The Club BOSS laughed."measure BACK"“ Back. Quiet"

"Taking off his belt he doubled it over and dragged it slowly over her body."

Jolene trembled in fear. She could only babble beggary, crying. The men were tranquillity waiting.

The gaffer brought the smash down over Jolene's thigh's.

The sound of the belt hitting her thighs again echoed through the room. Her already bruised pegleg became cherry-red and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The cries and scream from Jolene became fainter. The nails detention her ass in place became more and more afflictive as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the belt cracked over her torture tits. moth-eaten water poured over her drumhead revived her.

Everyone in the elbow room was standing, yelling, screaming. The boss stopped the rap whipping. Laughing at her screaming he slapped her face. Slapped her tits. Men from the room began crowding around her head. Cigar smoke blew in her look. A hand slapped her bald head.

"push push button PUSH pushing"Everyone was yelling shrieking. The BOSS grabbed her mouthpiece and screamed in her bitch aspect."energy PUSH HARDER."

1 60 minutes Later :

Jolene's working class continued. Her aspect, tits, belly second joint were all covered with cum as everyone in the way had a chance to cum on the gripe in childbed. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The gang stood back, quiet, subject to keep an eye on her conflict, her face contorted, her back arching, trying to find some comfort. Cum coating her eubstance glistened. Men laughed quietly at every moan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming finis as the physician signaled the obstetrical delivery was near.

As another minute passed the interview became restless."Push gripe"“ Lets go"“ Push, pushing, push"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunt. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the smoke in her face. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her bruised breast. As she screamed he grabbed her expression and screamed."pushing harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."give her a picayune more of the rap. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new point to plant his cigar, Darian removed his belt, a wide leather studded belt with a large warp. He doubled it up and raised over his forefront. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A spirit of brat filled her aspect. Darian smile raising the belt further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the buckle end. Jolene's physical structure trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her thigh-slapper was hoarse. The leg heftiness quivered. Small pieces of skin stuck to the belt studhorse. Little dots of blood appeared along the leg.

Another thug joined Marcus, he pulled her head up by the little hair left on her shaved head word so she could see the cigar against her tit. She flinched when the cigar touched her tit but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his belt down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the belt ammunition whistling down.

The crowd in the room got yob, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hand for the beating to stop.

Doc took another flavour at her snatch."It's working, she is going to pop."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throes of obstetrical delivery. He body wrenched trying to stretch out against her shackle. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in effort. Jolene's screams and the taunts and jeers of the me filled the room.

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The livery over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was quiet and benighted. Barely conscious she moaned in pain sensation."Why did they leave her like this."“ What would happen next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and lights came on. Jolene turned her head, vision blurred she could make out the shape of two men and two char. Barely able-bodied to talk she begged them to assist her.

"Please ask me off of this, please facilitate me. Please…"

The men were dressed in gang colors and their bitches wore puritanic jeans and leather vests, their tit almost fully exposed. The laughed and joked as they circled around Jolene."This Caucasian kick is really bang up."“ Look at those welts and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the snowy slovenly woman is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a palette. Throw it on a pile and burn it up."

"Put this piece of music of cocksucker out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can own some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's teat. Little white driplets appeared

"feeling we got some milking to do. Get me some rope."

Jamal found some old forget me drug laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left breast, knotting it at the tush looping it

around pulling as tight as she could leaving the tip of her breast bulging out red.

Jolene who had appeared in semi-conscious stupor jerked up screaming.

Charise began milking Jolene's tit, laughing as the bitch screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other ring cunt, had her own melodic theme. Her manus was already half way in Jolene's stretched cunt.

Jamal grabbed the redress tit squeezing it at the base while milking her mammilla with the other.

Jolene twisted against the ropes holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his cock against her face.

Milk squirted from her crucify tits. Cum splattered over her face.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the helpless bitches cunt.

Face Fucked, milked, pussy fucked Jolene passed into a frenzy. As her response dropped her tormenters became more brutal. Finally Jolene's organic structure shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipple did nil. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the beat up piece of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun decent for now her tormentor talked over what they should do next. They decided they would sneak her off for themselves, their own little white ass toy.

They hoped she would induce alert it to the old mill where they would keep her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

egg laying on the ground they could see the despicable wounds in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his hand over her rip ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankle joint and wrist were bound with R-2 and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the circle. They lifted her up like a piece of center to channel her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered organic structure hanging down. Charise lifted up her head, spit in her face and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the unspeakable dark future.

The End .