My figure is Danielle, and this is the story of how four class ago when I was 19 was drugged and raped over and over by sixty Shirley Temple men against my will one direful fateful night that was repeated daily. It's a story of being Whitney Young, stupid, and naïve. Of not listening to caution and not adhering to the caring monition of those around me. It's also a story of how at 23 yr old ; I'm now the biggest black cock slut this side of the Mississippi River River.

I've always been a pretty female child, short at 5'5 ”, 123 pounds with long flowing strawberry blonde hair. My full phase of the moon lips dingy blue sky optic and long eyelashes as well as my alabaster snowy skin were great attributes to make, but my farseeing wooden leg and goodish boob were always what got me noticed by the boys. I could never charge the boys for staring though, my boob are 36DD's and I always wore some type of short-change bird to school showcasing my shapely leg. Because of those good looks, all through high shoal I was afforded many dates from many different boys. But by the time I was 19, I'd still only had sex with one swain. His name was Barry.

Barry and I were together for about xiv calendar month when I was 17 and 18, and we only had sex about four dissimilar metre during that time. It was always zippo peculiar or out of the ordinary bicycle. Basically missionary and it lasted each sentence about two to three minutes. So I guess you could say that by the clock time I was 19 I was still a intimate tiro. Barry and I broke up when I had decided to skip over college and stay in California to begin my modeling calling, while he went east to advert Trenton. Little did I know what a mistake that my decision to quell home would flex out to be.

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It was about 1pm on a Saturday good afternoon. I had a 1:30pm appointment to meet Mr. Ralph Richardson of BMA : Brothers Modeling way located in one of the more seedier parts of LA. This was to be my one-fifth different modeling consultation and it was with the fifth different modelling agency. When I told my booster where this one was located, they all cautioned me about going. Even my own Mother was worried and told me that I shouldn't go alone, that I should select one of my friends. Naively, I ignored them all. I thought to myself ‘ I'm a big daughter now ’. Maybe I should give listened. My life would be a unanimous lot dissimilar if I had.

After parking my car in a parking lot contiguous to a building with a sign on a corner door that read BMA, I walked to my destination. As I had in my previous four interview, I wore a spare Negro business blouse and skirt combo that was both a short provocative, and a little conservative. It was perfect because it made me search both saucy and sexy at the Saami prison term. I rounded the ensemble out with my aphrodisiac dim eminent heels. I was carrying a small black attaché case that had a portfolio entire of different set pictures of myself, along with a few different bathing case if they had decided to have me change.

When I opened the outside doorway to the building, there was a long staircase inside that brought me up to another door with the same BMA initials. I entered that threshold and walked over to the receptionist. She was an older adult female, Shirley Temple Black, in her 50's.

Receptionist :"Can I help you child ?"

"You sure can."I exclaimed."I have a 1:30pm appointment."

The woman looked down at her scheduling al-Qur'an and after a few moments looked up and said,"You are Danielle ?"

"Yes I am."I smiled.

"Ok, you can deliver a seat over there with the others Hun. Mr. Ralph Richardson will be compensate with you."

As I took my tail I noticed 2 former young woman sitting there. The first one was a tall brown-haired beauty that was dressed in a curtly red mini skirt with a White River one-half T-shirt. She was filing her nails and chewing gum rather obnoxiously. The former was a short longhaired blonde who was wearing a icteric human knee length sundress. Both were very beautiful but sitting together they looked as different as nighttime and day. The tall girl seemed very experienced in this sort of thing. She seemed confident and slacken. The forgetful girl though was very nervous and fidgety. As I sat down, She was the first one to speak to me.

"Hi. I'm melody. Is this your first meter too ?"the smaller missy asked.

"I'm Danielle. Yes and no. I've been to a few audience but I haven't gotten any task yet."

"wellspring this is my first anything. I'm so nervous."strain exclaimed.

"You two are nothing but neophyte. I bet I get this job hands down. You'd might as well both go home."Said the tall girl.

"Be prissy Becky. I'm sure Mr. Ralph Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.

Just then the berth door opened up and a tall thin Shirley Temple Black man in a three-piece business case appeared holding a clipboard in his hands."Danielle ?"he called out to the room.

"rightfield here sir."I said, rising out of my professorship and picking up my attaché case.

"right this way missy. And you can cut out that ‘ Sir'stuff. You can cry me Carl."

"good luck Danielle !"Melody said as I followed Mr. Richardson into the business office. I would never see Becky ever again, but Melody I would see a lot of over the next few old age including numerous times in the next 4 months. I followed Mr. Richardson in and took a seat in the chair on the other side of his desk.
"Before we begin Danielle, would you like something to drink ? Some umber or tea, or maybe a sal soda ?"

"If you have some ginger ale, trusted I'd lovemaking some."I smiled.

"O.K., I'll be right back. You can set up your photos and presentment on the desk there while I'm gone."He then left for a few minutes while I opened my attaché case and arrange my photograph on his desk. When Mr. Richardson returned he was carrying a glass filled with pep ale."Here you go Hun."

"Thank you."I exclaimed.

I took a sip of the pep ale and immediately I began to feel dizzy…and that's the last thing I remember.

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Several hours later I began to awake, but I was not in Mr. Sir Ralph David Richardson's office anymore. It was a small dark and I had a slight headache, but when I tried to impart my hand to my head I couldn't. My arms were tied down. Slowly I started to regain my senses. As I did, I noticed that my peg were spread apart and also tied down. They also felt like they were higher than my foreland. There was something in my mouth so I couldn't speak. My ass felt suspect too. It felt very weird. virtually like it was filled with something. I had never had that tactile sensation in my ass before. As my dazed nation sharpened, it was then very clear to me that I was strapped stark naked to a Wyrd clear plastic work bench or chair than positioned my legs apart and up high like they were in stapes. The only bit of article of clothing on my body was a pair of blue colored thigh high nylons. I felt frigid and scared.

I began to panic and my nitty-gritty started beating faster. It was obvious that I had been kidnapped and tied up by somebody but by whom ? I started to extort my brain for the answers. What was the stopping point thing I could remember ? Then it came to me ; Mr. Richardson's office. He must throw drugged my ginger ale, but why ? What was he planning to do with me ? Before I could think of anything else the door opened and a light was turned on. A marvellous muscular fateful man walked in but it wasn't Mr. Richardson. This man was older, and he looked a lot meaner. He smiled at me then began to speak.

"trade good ! Danielle, you're awake. I bet you're wondering what is going on ? well I am here to explain it all to you. But before I do, let's reminisce a small shall we ? You see Danielle, I know all about you. Do you remember that cute little life you had before today ? Do you call back being a cheerleader in that small little shoal ? Dating those small dick Caucasian boys ? How about your Mom ? Your friends, do you remember them ? Well baby that is ALL gone ! That white bread living of your is gone ! You can leave ALL that shit ! You aren't even in Calif. anymore ! That was your former life. So you can blank out about all of that ! This is your new life and it's just beginning."

As he explained this all to me I started to cry. But crying was something that my scary Host disliked and He quickly shocked me into stop doing and put me back into a State Department of care by screaming at me.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP ! STOP THAT CRYING SHIT BITCH ! The reality here is that you done fucked up ! Walking into that place was the last thing you should possess done ! Now yo ass belongs to us ! Now you're in The Factory ! And we have some very big plan for yo ass ! For that dainty little purulent and your shtup mouth too ! You see bitch, you're gon na be fucked this night ! Fucked in all yo jam ! Tomorrow night ? Yeah tomorrow night you're gon na be fucked too ! And the night after that and the dark after that and the Nox after that ! Fucked by wads and rafts of my black brothers ! Fucked by the biggest nigger gumshoe that you have ever seen ! You can't even envisage how many niggers gon na be up in yo bullshit ! We gon na plough yo ass inside out and turn you into the biggest black cock Ho that there has ever been ! You see, that's why we call this place The manufacturing plant ! This is where we build black cock sluts out of pretty white squawk like you ! We gon na take a shit you scream till you can't take anymore ! But no one is gon na listen you bitch so don't even waste your fucking fourth dimension screaming ! Before long, it's almost gon na be like you can't go a few hours without a black dick ! That's right-hand bitch, you're gon na be addicted ! Big contraband dick is gon na be your female parent ass vice, like cigarettes man ! And that shit is all gon na go right now so you better quickly come to terminal figure with all that shit !"

With that he reached down between my legs and pulled the magnanimous seven-inch dildo that was stuffed up my ass out with one big tug making a loud popping noise. As he held the glistening rubber toy up in the air above my head and again smiled broadly, I looked at him in incredulity that something that big was stuffed up my ass.

"Bitch that's the smallest thing that will be up yo ass tonight ! Just be prosperous I even afforded you the privilege of getting a piffling free in your galley !"He laughed hysterically.

He then tossed the dildo to the story and walked behind me. The weird chairman I was on apparently had wheels on it because he started to roll me to the door and into the hall. As he pushed me down the hallway with my legs pointing up to the igniter, I started to realise the reality of what was about to fall out to me. I started to cry again. How could this befall to me ? Would I ever see my mother again ? Could I actually be eventually killed from all of this ? All of these random questions started to run through my psyche as my kidnapper dutifully pushed me down the dingy looking corridor in my own personal electric chairman to the Department of State of capital punishment of my former life's existence.

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After a few moment of travel, I was pushed into another room where dozen big naked black men were standing around awaiting me. Their pecker looked scary and vast. Each one looked handsome than the adjacent. The smile on all of their faces are something I will never ever forget. Every single one of them was tall too, like 12 gigantic horny heavyweight. My abductor leaned in close to my headspring and whispered into my ear."It all starts here cunt ! After this evening yo ass gon na be wore the fuck out ! But I guarantee in time you will be liking this crap !"He then turned to the others and spoke.

"well my pal, here's another one ! This one's name is Danielle and she's 19 years old. We gon na have some fun wit this one ! Make a lot of money with her ass ! Get to sour boys ! Have fun Danielle !"

With that he left. As soon as the room access closed all dozen guys started to laugh and walk towards me tugging their enormous cock and they formed a line in front line of my gap open legs. The first guy put his stopcock by the lips of my nearly vestal pussycat. It had to be at least 9 in. I remember thinking that there was no way in the pits that he was going to be able to stick that affair in me. When he began thrusting the head of his cock between my little snatch lips it hurt so much I started to cry again but I couldn't shriek because I was still gagged. My snatch felt so full yet when I looked down he had barely gotten a third of his dick into me. With each new knife thrust his cock went deeper and thick into me. After a few second, he pulled it all out and then the next guy took his bit. This went on for about two straight time of day with each man taking two to three minutes fucking me over and over again. It was all regimented and like clockwork. After a while the pain sensation subsided and it actually started to feel skillful. I couldn't believe that I was starting to care it. At the very end of it all each man jerked their thick Patrick White unenviable loads all onto my abdomen and tits. I remember wondering why they hadn't cum inside me, or fucked my oral fissure or even my mother fucker but all that was explained in due time as the night went on. This was the low gear of it and I had a long long way to go. When they all had shot their loads, one man walked over to the bulwark and pushed a Vanessa Bell that was there on it. Soon my original kidnapper reappeared.

"Hey Danielle, how's that pussy bitch ? Feeling a bit sore ? Well there's much more to come sweetheart ! Yo ass ain't done not by a retentive shot !"

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With that he pushed my chairperson into the hallway again and down the corridor to my next terminus. As we entered the next elbow room I noticed that there was another hot seat like mine in it. As we got closer to it I realized that melodic phrase, the short shapely little blonde from the receptionist spot at the mould government agency was tied to it. Like me, she too was completely naked wearing only thigh senior high school nylon stockings. She was also exhausted like I was and her body was covered in sticky white cum from her breast to her breadbasket. Everything was the Same, boundary, gagged, legs held luxuriously in the air, and fucked thoroughly. The only difference between the two of us was that she was wearing purple colored stockings as opposed to my blue ones. Our chairs were positioned parallel to each other but my straits down by her legs and her caput down by mine. We looked at each other with sympathy and understanding of what we both had already been thru and of what was about to arrive. Then the part of our chairs that supported our headway and necks were removed and our heads cling upside down like they were hanging off of a bed. We couldn't see each other's faces anymore. About XXX more bare bootleg men then enter the room laughing to each other and each tugging on their enormous pricks. They then formed a big roach around the two of us this clip with cocks dangling at our headland as well as between our legs. The gags were then removed from our mouths but they had been in our mouths for so long that screaming wasn't possible because of the dispassionateness and irritation. My warmness started to race again as a hammer was position by my still gaping asshole. As it was worked into my tight never before fucked anus, now I needed to squall but before I could let out a peek another big Negro cock was stuffed into my open mouth. Deeper and rich it was pushed down my throat making me gag and fill with saliva with each atrocious poke. My oculus began to H2O too. On the other end of my physical structure my ass was being treated the same painful way as two very big black cocks impaled me. It felt excruciating.

After about two mo the big Negroid putz were removed and the guy wire shifted to the right wing. Another dick was stuffed up my ass and another one down my throat. This one in my throat tasted dissimilar though. It had a funky scent to it too. I was then I realized that this cock that was in my throat had just been removed from Melody's ass and shoved in my backtalk. I then deduced that the cock that was just up my ass was now in air's mouth as well. They were doing an ass-to-mouth chain, and this is how it went for the succeeding two hr ; two-minute intervals of big bootleg cock after big black cock stuffed in our asses and down our bantam throats. After a patch it didn't scathe anymore. They fucked my ass so deep and grueling that each one began sliding in and out with rest balls deep. My throat was opening up wide-cut too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as deep as they would go tickling my nose with their pubic hairs. As the two hours came to a close up each man took turns shooting his burden down our freshly worn out throats. My stomach was filling up with hot embarrassing cum by the bucketful full. I had never swallowed semen before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me sick. When they had finally finished, I heard another Alexander Bell ring. Round two had ended and shortly my ‘ device driver'would be around to push me to my next destination.

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There were only six naked black guys in the next room but their cocks were the magnanimous I had ever seen in my life. Each man had to be at to the lowest degree 15 inches apiece and their diameter around were thick like beer cans. They also were all practically taller than the last men too. A mattress was on the floor by their understructure and I was then untied from my chair and unceremoniously tossed onto the mattress. I had been in the chair for so farseeing strapped in that my wooden leg couldn't support me to support anyways. This was the last time I was ever in the hot seat. I never saw that alone widget again. One of the men then lay down on the mattress beside me. He lifted me in the air from his back with ease by my waistline and impaled me down pussy first onto his large black cock. He picked me up and down by the waist as he worked his monstrosity in deeper and deeper. I moaned and moaned as he filled my pussy to level best capacity. After about 5 moment, another giant behemoth was stuffed in my asshole and then one down my throat. The six of these goliath took turns fucking me in all of my sore golf hole for the next two hours, sandwiching me relentlessly, ending with each man blowing their loads in all three of my yap. By the clock time they were finished my body was jammed total with hot viscid cum. The bell rang again and I was onto my following risky venture. Each elbow room had countless other black men with big Shirley Temple cocks waiting for me over the next 18 hour. Sometimes I took big black cocks in my kitty-cat, sometimes my ass, sometimes in my mouth. Often times it was all my cakehole at once. Sometimes tune was there too ; sometimes it was another poor female child I had never seen before. I was fucked and fucked and fucked and at the end of the 24 hours I was then tossed into a room and was told to study a shower and get some sleep. I did as I was told, I took a shower and rinsed off the gobs and tar of cum from my body both inside it and outside it. I dried off and then collapsed in the bed until I was abruptly woken up the next day and it all started again. That's the way it went for the next 4 months. I was fucked daily, over and over by countless big black cock. After a while I began waking up before they came to get me, not able to hold back until there was a big Joseph Black tool inside me. I was beginning to like it. It's all I started to desire. That bunghole was right…I was now addicted to big blackness cocks.

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After 4 calendar month had passed, I was transferred out of ‘ The mill'into a spa for two weeks. There I received the sustenance and residual that I had missed during my clock time at the factory. The stave, which consisted of old Shirley Temple Black char, pampered me and gave me a thoroughgoing makeover. I enjoyed my two workweek there but I was antsy. There weren't any big Joseph Black cock there. I started to agitate and cry myself to catch some Z's like a drug addict missing her much needed fix. When the two weeks were up I was then set up in an flat somewhere deep in a black neighbourhood. Except for the other girls, I never saw white mass again. I was told that I was now a fully fledged Shirley Temple Cock Ho, and I would be fucking for money. I began to get really good at my craftsmanship. My fancy man sent me clients regularly and came by nightly to gather up the money that I had earned. I didn't have to pay bills anymore, buy intellectual nourishment anymore, all of that was set up for me. I only wore the sexiest revealing wearing apparel that was selected and bought just for me. Sometimes I worked party, early times I was gang banged in high-end hotels. The unwavering parade of big black cock never seemed to end. I'm now 23 and I've had countless big Shirley Temple stopcock from countless big black men. It's what I do now. I'm used to it now, and God help me…I hump it !
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