This is my first try on a fib. Please pace it accordingly.
word of advice : It is violent at times.


striver Isla

"She is all yours !"fall guy told the man with the greasy blond hair and spyglass that were way too large for his thin face. A $ 100 bill left the long bony fingers of his right deal. It fluttered on its way to the ground when the girl's father reached out with his right helping hand and grabbed it, pulling it to him as he immediately placed it into his binding air pocket. His dark brown eyes were narrowed down on his 18-year-old daughter. She was marvelous, slender, and her body was flawless, except for the chunky ass that filled out her tight sexy yoga pants. Her long red hair flowed down her back and flapped gently in the snap. Isla stood next to her father, on the sidewalk, with her face twisted up in horror as he sold her to a man he knew very minuscule about for the low price of $ 100 dollars.

Isla knew that he was mad at her that day, but she did not recognize for how prospicient he'd been so pissed at her. Her don had caught her in bed with his undecomposed friend the finish sentence, and since he'd already dealt with him, running him out of town on a rail, with $ 500 and a threat to befuddle him in poky if he ever saw his face again.

The mentation of his best friend's cum sprawled across Isla 's face enraged Gospel According to Mark almost to the point of lowering the price of my daughter's body down to $ 50. She was a cheap jade and it was clip for her to go up to that reputation. The sun shone brightly above up the day that he'd made the decision to answer the ad looking for a"farm worker ”. apparition flung across the street and slightly over grade 's driveway as he stood there looking at this man who was about to take his daughter off his hands. 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 consistency, and stop at her crotch.

"shuffle her turning around, so I can get a amend look at her from behind,"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 work on its way down her left nerve. Slowly, and humiliated, she turned around. Her big, aphrodisiac ass stuck out like a sore quarter round, with her lustrous white yoga bloomers 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 belittled and perky in his hands. Then he reached for her ass. He couldn't believe how firm it was for how big it was.

"Bend over !"he ordered Isla. Isla sobbed as she slowly bent at the waist, causing her ass to stick out even further. The man slid his hand inside her gasp and moved his hand between her ass boldness and to her revulsion, began to rub her shave slit, gently. Without warning, he slipped one digit inside it, causing the girl to sob loudly. He slid his handwriting out of her trouser and allowed her to stomach 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 cuff from the back of his jeans and handed them to Mark. He took the handcuffs from him, and grabbed her get out arm and placed it behind her back. She started struggling and pushing gull away, but he was far too powerful for her, and he finally got the steel watchstrap around her left wrist, and he violently pulled her mightily arm behind her back, and within seconds, she was in the handcuffs. Isla 's begetter squeezed the bracelets until they were firmly around her wrists, causing them to wound to the pointedness where she complained.

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

"I'm so lamentable pappa !"she sobbed uncontrollably,"Please don't do this !"

"Get this girl out of my visual modality !"The man grabbed the book binding of sucker 's daughter's red blouse at the base of the neck, and forced her to take the air forward, handcuffed, to the ugly lime unripe Ford bodyguard. It looked as though it had been crudely painted with a paint brush in order to disguise the original coloring of the car. The man opened the rear door of the car, and much like a constabulary officer, escorted the young lady into the back seat, and closed the door. He then turned to Mark, bowed, manipulated his foresightful mustache with his right field hand, thanked him, and crawled into the figurehead place. He started the car and repulse down the street. Mark breathed a sigh of relief. Isla was off his hands. It was not only his topper protagonist who treated his daughter like a cheap trivial trollop, it was Mark himself, by actually selling her for $ 100, asking for no details as to what was going to pass off next.

The lowly menage on the end of Town was falling apart. Shingles were loose from the roof and about to fall to the magniloquent grass in the front and backrest of the whiteness cattle ranch style home. The cement from the walkway heading up to the dilapidated front door and porch was cracked and looked like it was the original cement from the original mental synthesis of the house 50 years ago. Isla squinted her eyes to see where she was, looking square ahead at a small, old garage with a door that appeared in serious disrepair. She looked to her left, trying to obstruct the pain from her manacle wrists from her mind so she could direct in everything that was going on. Her father had recently sold her to a unknown for $ 100 and did not even bother to ask what this man in presence of her was going to do with her.

The man crawled out of the front hind end of the car after turning the key and shutting the car off. He turned and looked at Isla through the dirty windowpane of the ugly unslaked lime green Ford bodyguard and smiled meekly at her as he unlocked and opened the driver's side, back doorway and pulled her out of the car by the whisker and firstly, and then the articulatio humeri. He again grabbed her by her shirt at the base of her cervix and dragged her to the battlefront door, giving her no choice in the centering of where she was going. She could hear the creaking of the porch underneath her pes as she began to tremble. He opened the front man screen door, and subsequent entree door and pushed Isla inside, smacking her on the ass as he did so. Isla looked around and to her horror, the dilapidated, unkempt livelihood room was only furnished by a ugly blue mattress in the eye of the way. The man pushed her farther into the room and called out a name that was not conversant to her, who immediately looked to her right and saw a fair sex called Kimberly standing in the doorway, leading into the kitchen.

"Kimmie !"she growled,"Why do you keep 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 round typeface, deep green eyes, covered with big unit of ammunition spectacles that perfectly conformed to her font. Her yearn sullen John Brown hairsbreadth resembled the same color and heaviness of Isla 's. She had a body that looked as though it could easily necessitate a throbbing 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 pair of tight red denim shorts. It swayed perfectly back and Forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few instant later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a sophisticated camera in one hand, and a expectant aluminum tripod in the other.

Isla watched Kimmie intently as she set the camera up on the reverse side of meat of the room from the now dark room access leading into the kitchen. She placed it on the tripod and turned the camera on, tested it, to make sure that it was still working properly, and then headed down a humble corridor, and flipped on a visible radiation in a minor bedroom. Isla could hear faint rummaging around, and suddenly Kimmie emerged into the living elbow room with various token in her hands. In her in good order hand was a roach, a jagged edge knife, and a small blowlamp that actually looked like a large greens cigarette ignitor. In the early hired hand, was a roll of duct tape measure, and a pair of very dirty, worn, used white panties.

"Paid $ 100 for this one,"the man said,"pappa was so glad to get rid of her."

"So,"Kimmie said, as she slowly walked up to Isla, and put two of her farseeing, big fingerbreadth between Isla 's pegleg and grabbing her yoga pants covered pussy,"Daddy thought so little of you, he thought that your spirit was only Worth a measly 100 long horse !"Isla did not answer, except to wail a little,"Well, I think you're really pretty, and I can't postponement to see what you are capable of !"

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

"Did I tell you that you could verbalize ?"Kimmie growled angrily,"You are prosperous you are still in cuff !"Kimmie walked around behind her and took a feeling at her ass. It was very large, 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 fast than it looked.

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

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

"Daddy called her Isla !"he replied.

"Well, we're going to call in her torus !"Kimmie replied indifferently,"It makes her vocalize more like a slovenly woman. She's a lot cuter than the last one !"Isla swallowed a clod in her throat as she realized that she was not the first Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady that Kimmie and the man had bought.

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

"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 handcuffs, the man forced Isla over to the mattress and forced her to her genu. He then pushed her side into the mattress, causing her to almost suffer her remainder but she eventually rested her aspect on the moldy blue mattress.

"O.K. Tori,"Kimmie said as she bent down, and got nerve to nerve with Isla,"There are two agency this can go down. You can either do what you are told, and exist as long as possible, or you can struggle, and die right away !"

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

"Pull her pant down,"Kimmie ordered the man as she stood up, walked over to the camera, and pushed platter. She focused in on Isla. She could the terrified, twist aspect on her facial expression as she zoomed in with the tv camera. The man grabbed the waist of Isla 's bloomers and pulled them down, revealing the perfectly polish flesh of her ass. He was right ! She was not wearing any scanty. He pulled them around her human knee, off her groundwork, and put away 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 rack. Finally she stopped when the tv camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.

"What are you waiting for ?"Kimmie asked with incensed surprisal in her spokesperson,"twist your pants down and start fucking that sweet, pretty purulent !"Isla couldn't see it, but the auditory sensation of a zip sent a shiver up her spine. The man's rock intemperate stopcock swung forward out of his underclothing. It was about 9 column inch long and 2 inches in width and he was very proud of it. He bent down onto his knees and spread Isla 's wooden leg, causing her glistening pink pussy to spread wide open as though it were waiting for the man's cock. Without warning, he shoved his cock violently into her pussy and he began to pump faster and faster, slamming into her so operose, that she would reel forward.

So very much pressure was put on her handcuffed wrists that she could find them going asleep. She wanted to holler, but noise was not capable of coming out of her sassing. gibe after slam into her hip joint began to cause pain that she had never known before, and she finally forgot about her wrists. Suddenly he stopped, and the next feeling she felt was one she had felt in the past times. A hot sticky, fluid suddenly slammed into the walls of her pussy. With a brace of poking, the man had cum deep inside her. The only thing Isla could do, was whimper, in fear, and pain.

"Okay,"Kimmie said,"Take the handlock off and let her sit down on the mattress. I'll be proper back !"The man walked over to his pants, that he'd set on the story next to the photographic camera, reached into a pocket and pulled out a small, metallic key. He then approached Isla, and finally removed the handlock. Immediately, Isla rubbed her wrists and sat up on the mattress, trying desperately to get circulation back into her wrists as Kimmie returned from the spine of the household. She turned and looked at Kimmie and saw a man standing succeeding to her that she didn't know.

He was magniloquent, thin out, with all-encompassing berm, long light brownness hair, and blunt au naturel. His hammer had to be at to the lowest degree 11 inches long and 2.5 inch in girth and he looked at Jennifer seductively with his deep, dark scary yellow optic. Kimmie took her lieu again behind the camera, turned it to face the second man's cock and then followed him as he approached the ugly risque mattress that Isla, absolutely frozen in veneration, sat with her hands finally free.

"okeh, you know what to do,"Kimmie replied. The man grabbed the girl by the book binding of the drumhead with one hand, and his former large hand on her frontal bone. Remembering Kimmie's earlier menace, she opened her rima oris and allowed the man to shove his cock in her mouth and immediately shoved it into the dorsum of her pharynx, causing her to choke and gag. chance event after stroke struck the back of her pharynx. Her gag physiological reaction almost caused her to throw up on his cock, but he pulled out just far enough to let her breathe a little bit. In and out she he went. Faster and faster he went until he felt that familiar twitch in his ballock that said he'd reached the point of no return key. He pulled out of the slut 's mouth causing her to try and entrance her breath as she suddenly felt lashings and Jack of slimy cum sweep into her face with a force that caused to actually plash on her forehead, cheeks and lips, 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 foul smile on her face.
"SAY HI TO THE CAMERA AND William Tell daddy WHAT A BIG SLUT YOU ARE !"Kimmie ordered from behind the tv camera. Slowly and frightened, Isla raised her left hand and waved at the camera.

"Hi Daddy,"she said crying,"I'm such a big slattern !"

"Why the the pits are you crying ?"Kimmie asked her angrily,"You aren't going to convince pa that way ! I'm going to possess to edit that out, now do it again, but this meter, you're going to do say it again with a big smile on your cum filled fount you dirty cum dumpster !"Isla mustered up as a lot courageousness as she could to crack a half a grin, and then a full smile, and in add shock to her she said,
"HI Daddy !"she said, faking cheer,"I'm a big slovenly woman ! I just got a encumbrance of cum in my sweet-smelling snatch, and then I took a immense load all over my face !"

"Now tell pop that you're about to get fucked by a woman !"Isla looked at her, with her font screwed up in confusion and veneration. She shook her top dog back and forth. Kimmie reached to the back of her knickers and brandished the tongue that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The wanton behind her glinted off the blade, jagged edged blade. She held it out in front of her threateningly,"grin and say you're about to be fucked by a char !"she growled at the panic-stricken 18-year-old Isla.

"I'm about to be fucked by a woman !"she said, trying to sound like she wasn't scared. Suddenly, emerging from the kitchen, was about the surly womanhood Isla had ever seen. She was several pounds heavier than the very beautiful Kimmie. The woman's mammilla sagged half way down her bureau, and her hair looked as though it hadn't been taken guardianship of in a long time. It was a dishevel weave of dirty blond hair's-breadth. The woman's nose looked as though it had been broken several times and she her face had a long scar across the left-hand face of her cheek, starting from her ear, down to her chin. Around the area of her private parts was a tumid dildo, attached to her body by tight shoulder strap that went all the way around her large shank. The cleaning lady, clearly in the view of the tv camera, knelt down in front of Isla and ordered her to get down onto her stomach. With the glint of steel still cryptical in her brain, Isla complied, sobbing softly. The woman crawled on top of her legs, and proceeded to take out Isla's beautiful ass face apart, revealing her tight asshole. Violently, so the television camera could see inside, the cleaning woman pulled her cocksucker wide open air and shoved a digit inside it, causing Isla to lurch forward in excruciating pain. She dug out a tubing of lube from under the mattress and rubbed on Isla 's virgin rosebud. Then without warning, the large strap-on dildo made its way inside her mother fucker, causing Isla to howl in pain in the ass as Kimmie watched behind the camera.

Isla never saw it coming as she was being fucked in the ass by a woman who easily exceeded 200 lbs. with a strap-on. The smell of max, and hand sanitizer filled her nose as she felt the air pressure on her neck as the woman squeezed. Her air were not completely cut off, but it was starting to experience the Lapplander way it felt when she was brutally fount fucked by a man with a ten-inch shaft. She gasped for breath as she tried to scream in pain sensation as her asshole was being stretched by a huge dildo. Isla felt all the adult female's weight on her back as the pain in her cocksucker increased as the woman squeezed her cervix even harder.

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

"Tori, you fiddling slut,"Kimmie said,"Do you really think you are in any posture to make requirement ?"The woman finally released her grip on Isla's cervix and pulled the strap-on dildo out of Isla 's now gaping ass. Kimmie couldn't resist moving the camera into place so that she could register the now well enounce hole. The fat cleaning woman held the dickhead receptive so that Kimmie could zoom in on the cave that had recently been made by the fresh fucking. Isla finally regained her ability to breathe when the two men descended upon her, rolled her over onto her back and began to jack off voraciously until they busted rafts upon her face.

Now it was time for the final phase of the television as the men picked her up off the mattress and brought her back on her animal foot. The two men, resembling professional grappler, grabbed her by either arm and dragged her like a rag doll across the way and to a cheating wall.

"Can it quit now ?"she asked crying, and trembling. Kimmie looked at her through the genus Lens of the camera, with a raging red, evil look in her eye at this question.

"Not quite yet !"Kimmie growled,"My acquaintance are not done with you yet. Get up against the bulwark, remove your shirt, and circulate your leg !"Isla complied. She limped over to the rampart across from kiddy recession from the first appearance threshold, removed her shirt, and pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her ramification as Kimmie again zoomed in on her ass. The man that had brought her to the dilapidated house came up behind her holding a turgid rolling pin in his bridge player. 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 paries so that Isla could see it and she looked on in horror as she realized what he was going to do with it as he lowered it just below her ass impudence, and without warning, raised it until the handle entered her. He shoved it farther up her ass and began to pump back and forth, causing spartan botheration every sentence he hit her colon. After a few mo, he pulled it out, spun Isla over, bent-grass her over, and shoved the other handle of the rolling pin into her pussy. Now Isla could no longer bear up after the man pulled the rolling pin from her pussy. She could not believe she was getting turned on by this horiffic rape.

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

She came so heavily she could not stand up straight. It did not matter, because it earned her a viscious slap on her face.

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

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

Kimmie said, `` Let the working girl aim a breaking now. '' Isla looked up at her, hardly daring to believe she was getting freed.

'' Oh no slut, you are now ours. Your ass and snatch will be pounded for the respite of your life and you will function us till the end of your sprightliness. And if you do n't .... '' She showed her the knife. `` To be continued, whore, to be continued. ``


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