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Missing Mom series

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard childbed

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

They abused her with a brutal bringing up session. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a Poker political party to get money to pay the broadside. Abused at the poker party, the next break of the day Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] pimp her out, scour with money they get a delivery of movie equipment. The pitch men and then relatives junction for a brutal gang blast. Four Months later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Set brings two black hombre who own a lodge. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their lodge. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself captive at a Black lodge. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to induce labor while a tamp elbow room watches.

Jolene is in a nightclub meeting room surrounded by pack members, small time lens hood and locals looking for a honorable time. pot fills the way. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the Caucasian bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The nightclub has designed a political platform for her delivery. As the platform is pushed into place the men in the room start clapping, laughing. An ingenious but wide-eyed contraption it hangs from the cap by line. There is a retentive 2 x 4 with two peg splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the bitch's ass will be supported.

What is on the hybridization member's catches creates a furor of fervor. The social club BOSS points to the 6 nails protruding 3 inch from each of mark 2 x 4's."This is to observe the squawk White Ass in place."“ nine Nails for each impudence"Laughing and cheering interruption out.

upheaval built as Six men lift the unconscious Jolene up to set her on the platform.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

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

"Ah, the bawd is back with us. This is you delivery table."

Jolene twists her heading 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 wrench but the men

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

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an fleshly type thigh-slapper.

Almost in shock, she is scared to shin. She is overcome 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 shoulders and another strap ties her down her upper body at the shoulder.

Finally her legs are spread with her ankle placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more ratchet straps.

"Oh My God, take me off this. I can't consider it. Please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided minuscule support but lots 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 cock rained peeing on her face. Soon early men joined in covering her in weewee. A thug started to jerk off shooting cum on her brass. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry Bitch. generate her some more."Men on both sides shot their loads on her face. A fingers reached out to spread her backtalk and a cum burden snap into her mouth.

"drinking up Cum Slut."“ Cum Slut"“ Cum Whore."“ White person Trash."

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

The night club knob laughed."measure BACK"“ backrest. Quiet"

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

Jolene trembled in fright. She could only babble begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The Bos brought the swath down over Jolene's second joint's.

The sound of the bash hitting her second joint again echoed through the way. Her already bruised ramification became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The cries and shriek from Jolene became fainter. The breeze through appreciation her ass in office became more and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the whang cracked over her torture titmouse. Cold water system poured over her read/write head revived her.

Everyone in the elbow room was standing, yelling, screaming. The BOSS stopped the smash walloping. Laughing at her wow he slapped her face. Slapped her mamilla. Men from the elbow room began crowding around her principal. Cigar smoke blew in her look. A hand slapped her bald head.

"get-up-and-go PUSH push get-up-and-go"Everyone was yelling screaming. The BOSS grabbed her mouth and screamed in her cunt face."push button get-up-and-go HARDER."

1 Hours Later :

Jolene's proletariat continued. Her face, tits, belly thighs were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a prospect to cum on the bitch in travail. Her moan continue if somewhat subdued. The crew stood back, quiet, contentedness to watch her struggle, her brass contorted, her back arching, trying to witness some solace. Cum coating her organic structure glistened. Men laughed quietly at every moan and groan. They waited patiently for the screaming finale as the doctor signaled the legal transfer was near.

As another hour passed the hearing became restless."push button beef"“ Lets go"“ button, push, pushing"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunts. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the smoke in her fount. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her wound breast. As she screamed he grabbed her aspect and screamed."Push harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."Give her a little to a greater extent of the smash. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new spot to industrial plant his cigar, Darian removed his swath, a widely leather studded swath with a vauntingly warp. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A look of terror filled her face. Darian smile raising the belted ammunition further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the crumple end. Jolene's consistence trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her belly laugh was hoarse. The leg muscularity quivered. Small objet d'art of tegument stuck to the knock stud. Little point of stock appeared along the leg.

Another hood joined Marcus, he pulled her head up by the piffling hair left on her shaved foreland so she could see the cigar against her breast. She flinched when the cigar touched her boob but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his knock down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the belt whistling down.

The crowd in the room got rowdy, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hired man for the drubbing to stop.

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

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throe of legal transfer. He body wrenched trying to stretch against her bond paper. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in elbow grease. Jolene's screams and the taunts and jeer of the me filled the room.

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The pitch over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was quiet and dark. 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 door opened and lightness came on. Jolene turned her principal, vision blurred she could induce out the shape of two men and two char. Barely capable to talk she begged them to help her.

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

The men were dressed in ring colors and their bitches wore blue-blooded denim and leather vests, their breasts almost fully exposed. The laughed and joked as they circled around Jolene."This Edward D. White Bitch is really make out up."“ Look at those welts and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the ovalbumin slut is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a palette. Throw it on a galvanic pile and burn it up."

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

"But We can have some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. Little white driplets appeared

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

Jamal found some old rope egg laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left tit, knotting it at the fanny looping it

around pulling as squiffy 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 kick screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other crowd bitch, had her own ideas. Her hand was already half way in Jolene's stretched cunt.

Jamal grabbed the right breast squeezing it at the base while milking her nipple with the other.

Jolene twisted against the rophy holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his dick against her face.

Milk squirted from her crucify tits. Cum splattered over her brass.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the helpless bitches cunt.

Face Fucked, milked, pussy fucked Jolene passed into a delirium. As her response dropped her tormentor became more brute. Finally Jolene's body shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipples did nothing. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the beat up piece of meat.

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

They hoped she would make water awake it to the old factory where they would go along her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the ground they could see the ugly wounds in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his hand over her blood ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankles and radiocarpal joint were bound with rophy and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the rope. They lifted her up like a piece of meat to carry her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered dead body hanging down. Charise lifted up her read/write head, spit in her face and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the terrible dark future.

The End .