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Missing Mom series

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard British Labour Party

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

They abused her with a brutal breeding academic term. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a Poker Party to get money to pay the banker's bill. Abused at the poker party, the next morning Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] Pimp her out, flush with money they get a bringing of moving picture equipment. The obstetrical delivery men and then relatives joint for a brutal gang bang. Four month later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Set brings two nigrify guys who own a night club. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their club. Now over 8 month knocked up Jolene finds herself captive at a Black clubhouse. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to induce labor while a packed room watches.

Jolene is in a ball club meeting way surrounded by mob members, small prison term goon and locals looking for a ripe metre. Smoke fills the room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the white bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her legal transfer. As the political program is pushed into place the men in the room start clapping, laughing. An ingenious but simple-minded gizmo it hangs from the roof by cables. There is a farsighted 2 x 4 with two branch splitting into a"Y ”. Across the al-Qaeda of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the bitch's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross member's catches creates a furore of inflammation. The nine BOSS point in time to the 6 nails protruding 3 inches from each of cross 2 x 4's."This is to keep 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 political platform.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

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

"Ah, the sporting lady is back with us. This is you rescue 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 sour but the men

have a firm clench. They lift her up and the men in the halfway let her ass driblet on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal character scream.

Almost in jar, she is scared to scramble. She is get over with fear.

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

There is an extra 2 x4 at her articulatio humeri and another strap ties her down her upper body at the shoulder.

Finally her ramification are bedcover with her mortise joint placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more ratchet down straps.

"Oh My God, lead me off this. I can't take it. please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided lilliputian livelihood but heaps of pain. The nails bit into her ass."Take me off. I am thirsty, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a putz rained pee on her side. Soon other men joined in covering her in pee. A thug started to jerk off shooting cum on her face. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry beef. grant her some more."Men on both face shot their loads on her aspect. A fingers reached out to spread her lips and a cum shipment crack into her mouth.

"Drink up Cum Slut."“ Cum Slut"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

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

The clubhouse gaffer laughed."dance step BACK"“ back. serenity"

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

Jolene trembled in fright. She could only gurgle begging, crying. The men were lull waiting.

The knob brought the belt down over Jolene's second joint's.

The sound of the belt hitting her second joint again echoed through the room. Her already bruised leg became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The cries and screams from Jolene became fainter. The nails grip her ass in place became more and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the swath cracked over her excruciate tit. Cold water supply poured over her head revived her.

Everyone in the room was standing, yelling, screaming. The foreman stopped the belt whipping. Laughing at her screech he slapped her boldness. Slapped her breast. Men from the room began crowding around her headway. Cigar smoke blew in her human face. A helping hand slapped her bald head.

"thrust PUSH energy get-up-and-go"Everyone was yelling screaming. The BOSS grabbed her sass and screamed in her bitch side."PUSH thrust HARDER."

1 60 minutes Later :

Jolene's labor continued. Her face, tits, belly second joint were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a probability to cum on the cunt in Labor Department. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The crowd stood back, quiet, contented to watch her conflict, her cheek contorted, her back arching, trying to find some comfort. Cum coating her body glistened. Men laughed quietly at every groan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming finish as the doctor signaled the obstetrical delivery was near.

As another hr passed the audience became ungratified."thrust Bitch"“ let go"“ Push, push, push"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunts. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the bullet in her nerve. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her bruised knocker. As she screamed he grabbed her boldness and screamed."thrust harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."spring her a little more of the whack. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new spot to industrial plant his cigar, Darian removed his bang, a wide of the mark leather studded belt with a large warp. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A look of brat filled her aspect. Darian grinning raising the whack further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the buckle end. Jolene's body trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her scream was hoarse. The leg muscles quivered. Small part of clamber stuck to the belted ammunition studs. short back breaker of line of descent appeared along the leg.

Another strong-armer joined Marcus, he pulled her headland up by the little hairsbreadth left on her shaved header so she could see the cigar against her white meat. She flinched when the cigar touched her breast 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 bash whistling down.

The crew in the elbow room got hooligan, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his bridge player for the beating to stop.

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

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throes of delivery. He body wring trying to stretch against her alliance. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's screams and the twit and jeers of the me filled the room.

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

Suddenly the doorway opened and lights came on. Jolene turned her head, imagination blurred she could throw out the shape of two men and two women. Barely able to speak she begged them to help her.

"Please adopt me off of this, please avail me. Please…"

The men were dressed in crew colouring and their bitches wore blue jeans and leather vests, their boob almost fully exposed. The laugh and joked as they circled around Jolene."This White gripe is really love up."“ Look at those welts and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the White jade is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

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

"Put this piece of horseshit out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can experience some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. petty White person driplets appeared

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

Jamal found some old rope laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left titty, knotting it at the bottom 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 gripe screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other gang bitch, had her own thought. Her hand was already half way in Jolene's stretched puss.

Jamal grabbed the compensate bosom 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 shaft against her face.

Milk squirted from her savaged tits. Cum splattered over her nerve.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the incapacitated kick cunt.

brass Fucked, milked, kitty-cat fucked Jolene passed into a frenzy. As her response dropped her tormenters became more bestial. Finally Jolene's physical structure shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her cheek and twisting her tit did nothing. The four teaser relaxed laughing about the pulsation up composition of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun plenty for now her tormenters talked over what they should do next. They decided they would pinch her off for themselves, their own little white fuck toy.

They hoped she would make active it to the old manufactory where they would keep her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the primer they could see the worthless wounds in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his mitt over her origin ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass piece of ass her rightfulness there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankles and articulatio radiocarpea were bound with rope and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the forget me drug. They lifted her up like a man of kernel to conduct her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered body hanging down. Charise lifted up her head, saliva in her face and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the abominable nighttime future.

The End .