Lisa the misfortunate piffling kidnapped Girl talent scout stood on the dirty trading floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her branch behind her backrest. Her new torso stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. persona of her talent scout uniform tattered and stained still adhere to her but she was naked from the waist down.
Prior-
The Girl Scout -1
The Gril Scout -2 Daddy


The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her back talk or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her commencement shtup.

Raped and fucked, tormented and abuse she had reached her first climax. Now she waited, helpless at the total mercifulness of her captors. Her head raced.
What would they do next ? What would bump ? Was she missed yet ? Her Mom was probably still not home. What would they do with her. Would they throw sex with her again ?

She felt so many pains but more than than anything her berm ached. Every move pulled painfully on her shoulder joint. Her personal areas ached from the rough fuck. She suffered bruise and undercut, not grievous but all painful. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by booze and pot and of class, the pot of the helpless
while of E. B. White meat strung up before their eyes. There was a tug lust. A lust to screw this white girl.
Inherent in all men, a compounding of lust, hate, desire.

gyration through all the men were thoughts of what they would care to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. screwing a young white Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

Grady had been first and he was all smiling. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum thoroughly shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, flavor so proficient.
He relived the minute talkin how expert she was, how good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be next. An old burly black man his facial expression showed the
the unvoiced life of his many years. His face was pock marked and his work force rough and calloused from
class of hard work.

Lisa could palpate his hands on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused finger's breadth probed her. His finger pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could experience his nails and his rocky skin. The she could palpate two fingers and then a third.

NONO Don't check

His fingers twisted round and round. Then he fucked her with his three digit brutally penetrating
her. In and out his fingers moved, stopping only to stroke her clit. He massaged her and the fucked.
Dat one sweet twat, Dat fo sho.

Done, he walked around, took his hand, smeared his fingers on her face and then flummox his fingers in Lisa's mouth.
Taste it, suck it clean.
Gagging but no choice but to obey Lisa sucked down the cum and pussy juice from his hand.

Now girlfriend, I got something extra for you. I am Bubba and they call me the cock man because
I got all kinds of putz. This hear is a top executive staple fibre gun. I got an adaptor on it an it has a clipping
of staples they use for pallet, extra longs the shout them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you crazy. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple into an nearby board. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be next. NO NO You are Crazy.

clunk ! Lisa hit the ground when the cable holding her up in the air released.
Laying on the ground she felt the instant stand-in on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. war cry. Please no more.
She tried to creep away. A pathetic useless attempt to escape.
She tried to get up but was pushed down.
The sorry fucked bitch was at their mercy.

Where u going snatch ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba puff over a wooden saw horse.
No NO

weapon grabbed her and pulled her up over the saw horse. The held her ankles and tied them to the branch on one side. Her legs were spread along the side of the legs of the horse.
Henry Sweet. Fuck feel at dat turd. Ready fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her eyes, it was so hopeless, so lost. Her wrists were tied to the saw gymnastic horse stage
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top board, her breasts spread on either side.
The gang watched in expectation as the tool man took up lieu behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the cock bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat tool man some mean shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The force stapler Bubba had could shoot raw material a dependable space. Bubba took up a maculation
about a foot from the little bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a staple and missed on function but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two raw material lodged in the gripe ass. small-scale rakehell trail and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple fiber dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass meat twitched, sinew's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A thin auditory sensation and she jumped.

Looked at ass start Bubba, hit her gain.
Her ass core quivered just from the sound.
BAM BAM Lisa screamed as Bubba fired again. The staple were lodged deeply.
goodness bite to dem MF's. Loook how they dig in.

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more raw material slammed into Lisa's ass.
She was crying screaming while the men only laughed and told Bubba to shoot again.
BAM BAM BAM
Yea dats it staple dat ass, Dats it.
Please no more. Lisa was trembling crying begging him to stop.
BAM BAMBAM rapid fire.
While she was still trembling Bubba was inside her. He grabbed her ass with
His big rough hands pulling her toward him as he thrust deep inside her.

DAT I MAN. exercise IT study IT
piece of ass her severe man. fucking dat white shit man.



To Be Continued