Prior :

The Do-gooder MILF


Quickly my hand went between her legs. She pulled away but I kept at her.
I signaled the son. Time for them to get in on the action.
I stepped back to watch. They were all around her. Three distich of hands
all over. Stroking, petting, grabbing, pinching.

The humanitarian bitch was crying, begging pleading.
One was to the battlefront of her, the early to the rachis. They were rubbing up against her

DRY HUMPING the bitch. They never said a word.
I was so hard I had my cock out stroking it. I walked back up to her and pulled up
her tee shirt. I kissed her through the small opening in her hood.
Tommy, my youngest was behind her, his genitals up against her ass.
I kept rubbing my cock up against her belly. I was kissing her hard, my lingua in her mouth.
Tommy was up against her, his hands reaching around grabbing her breasts.

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24 Hours Earlier

Joan's day had started out well. Busy, but every day was busy. She made breakfast for the boys.
Her hubby was off to work early. Then she headed off to church service, she tried to go as often as she could
Then she was off to the home base Improvement memory where she helped in the stock room part time.
Luckily the son were old enough to hire forethought of most of their own needs.

Joan rushed home, made dinner for the boys to warm up and then she headed off to the
shelter. This was her church's night to prepare a especial meal for the homeless. It was a busy nighttime and she got out late. Joan walked out to her car after almost everyone had left.
What a farsighted day. Where is that key ?
She never had a opportunity, she was hooded, tied and bound in the trunk.


What happened ? What is going on ?
Joan turned and worm but there was fiddling she could do.
Who were they ? What are they going to do ? What is going to happen to me ?

Dragged into the basement she was untied, and the lens hood was removed
but she was forced into a large dog coop. Her attackers wore masks.
She got food and piss and bowl for personal needs.
Please let me go ? What are you doing ? Who are you ?
The cage door was locked and she was left in the dark.


The men would come to check on her, kick in her H2O and variety her bowls.
There was no sense of time. She was left in complete darkness.
The Lapp doubtfulness and terrible thoughts went through her mind.
Why did they take her ? What did they desire ? She was not that attractive.
I have little money. All I try to do is help oneself people.

Why would they do this to me ?

Finally they took her out of the cage. She was frightened, now what ?
Yet she was happy to get out of the cage.
Her arms were tied and the cloth toughie put back over her.
There was only the small scuttle for her mouth.

She screamed the same questions but there were no answers.

NOOOOO. Let me down. Oh please. Who is that ? What are they doing.
Her limb were stretched over her head.
My arms ache. My legs hurt.
Why don't they say anything. What are they going to do to me.
Tied up spread-eagled she was helpless.
OH NO NO.
Joan feared what they were going to do. Now she was surely as the hands groped her.
OH no there are many of them. Their hands are all over me.
She pulled away. Smacked to the headway she tried not to struggle. It was hopeless.
She felt a peter rubbing against her belly.
This can't be happening. postponement, stop. I am scheduled to be helping the homeless tonite.

pea I have to help tonite. She begged again.
Finally, a gruff disguised voice.
nookie the homeless. God helps those who help themselves.
Fucking Do-gooder Bullshit.
We are helping ourselves.
This is just the start.

OHOH. Joan felt the cum on her belly.
This loony. I know what they are going to do.
Why ME. I am not hot. Why did they ask me.
Joan tried to ask again for them t let her go but
a hired hand covered in cum was in her mouth.
Everything was closing in, there were two bodies up against her.
The deal covered in cum was in her mouth.

The hood and the mitt in her mouth made it hard to breathe.
manpower were all over her. The paw was in and out of her mouth.
She tried not to clamber, just concentrate on breathing.

Then is stopped. Just like that. She couldn't see anything.
What were they doing. What next.
Look, I have some money, I'll give you everything.
I haven't seen you. You can let me go.

I help people. I have things to do. People depend on me.
SMAAAACK.
Joan took a crack to the brain.
Again disguised voice.
feeling we don't give a hoot who you help.
Old screwing, homelss, nitwitt's - we don't fucking care.
Stupid bitch.

OHHHHH NOOOOOO
She felt the inhuman alloy, the sharp blade. It traced along her impertinence and then down on her chest
It was obvious, it meant to fright her. The shrill vane pressed against her tegument
Joan shuddered. She was to scared to even peach.
She didn't dare motion, then she felt it cutting off her blouse.
OHHHH No. closure Please.
She didn't want to beg but couldn't stop.

The bra was cut off. The blade traced lines against her breast. It pushed laborious
against the skin but did not cut. Joan shivered.
A hand grabbed her sweat pant and she felt the knife cut them off.

Joan cried as the knife trace against her panties on her pussycat lips.
Whimpering, sobbing she felt her panties bead away.
The knife blade pushed way her kitty-cat lips. It dragged across her thighs and ass.

Joan was almost relieved as hands took the knifes place.
script grabbed her now naked private parts. She could see laughs,
Sneers. She shuddered as she was touched in her private parts.

Smack, she felt a hard slap to her ass. The another to her tits. Then to her crotch which
Was wide exposed, spread eagled. The smacks kept coming. She could not see where they were coming from. Finally they stopped. Them a smack to the head. Shaken she turned her school principal vainly
Trying to find where the future slap would come from. She head the laughter.

Her branch were untied. Now what. They left her there a little while.
Then hands grabbed her ankle joint and her ramification were lifted up
They were spread wide and lifted up and tied next to her wrists with ropes to the top bar.


Joan was bent like a pretzl, trussed up. She was extensive open.
In total scare Joan screamed, begged threatened.
You pigs, stop, you will pay for this. What is unseasonable with you.
You can't do this. She could see the brightly lights even through the hood.

The hood was pulled off but all she could see were bright ignitor. She wanted to look
but couldn't. She had been in the dark for so long her eyes were blinded.
The lilliputian she could see the men wore masks. She could see some looked young.

She knew what would occur. When would it start ? Her weapons system and legs ached.
Her back hurt. She knew what was coming. How did this happen.

To Be continued .