The truck pulled into the yard and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The driver, Denny had been working for the company almost 15 days. He was in his late forties, but had the aspect of a man who was about ten years untested than he actually was. Denny, although a device driver with a bit of an position trouble when it came to direction, was one of the better actor that the fellowship had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his manner when it came to working and a bit OCD about the order of how he did his casual job. But he did his job with pride and to the good of his ability and the results were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a long collar by management.

About a yr ago, the society had hired some new driver. Among those new doer was a young red haired girl named mara. She was in her ahead of time mid-twenties, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore relax article of clothing to crop, a company shirt and the standard party shorts, but the way it draped her frame was a cute sight to nearly of the men who were favourable to gaze upon her lulu. Many yearn looks were taken and filed away by the guy who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded cleaning lady, Mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was soft spoken but had a smile that would unfreeze even the crustiest of driver, and she was well liked by her peers. Still though, there was a hint of malign behind those beautiful luminance K eyes, an evil that was stoked from time to clock time and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient role. Denny was smitten at the commencement sight of her.

A man twenty years mara's older, Denny never envisioned himself a theory for mara's affections, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a simple black man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Mara had struck up a pretty good friendship. They talked about the job and the day-after-day drudgery of it all and Denny offered Mara the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a oldtimer would be privy to. He mentored his young pretty friend in the nuances and the protocol on how to put to work with efficiency, and revealed the crosscut he knew to serve her bring in her workday easier. Denny also would appear on her day-after-day route from fourth dimension to time bringing her coffee berry or water, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Mara in the year that he knew her, and it was net to everyone that he was taken with with her. Every time he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would have a flavour of thankfulness and it would fill the nothingness in Denny even though he knew deep down that a romantic relationship with his admirer was impossible and never going to find. It made him feel good ; kind of like he was a get form to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second prize for him. He relegated his impression to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one week Denny took a vacation. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the party had hired some more number one wood, and a device driver who was the same age as Mara a Spanish people kid named El Caudillo had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few times and had become variety of an item. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Mara, which would have been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a steady dandy. In fact, Mara was acting very mean to Denny. Since returning from vacation Mara treated Denny like dirt and it broke his tenderness. The friendly relationship he thought he had with this very pretty Danton True Young E. B. White girl apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Mara was form and now he was getting the thicket off.

One day on the pier, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other black guy who worked there, Terry sat down beside him.

terry :"Damn Denny, you can't let all that shit eat you up inside, man ! Not over some Ho !"

Denny :"I know. It just hurts so very much. I mean I know I never had a chance with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at least were champion. Now I hear she talks shit about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too a lot Terry."

Dame Alice Ellen Terry :"Hey man ! piece of ass that beef ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an idea. Did she hurt you enough to where you wan na get some retaliation on her ?"

Denny :"What do you mean ?"

Terry :"Answer my enquiry ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Terry :"Ok here, assume this card. You figure out a way to get that beef to go to this computer address and I promise you, matter are gon na change for the better. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or cypher, but when you see her again she won't be a fucking pussy anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. terry cloth patted him on the vertebral column and left. The card read : The mill, 34 Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clue what was at that address, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the alone way to stop the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the interruption room. Two mesa from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was manifest that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not seem in their steering. It was at that compass point that Denny thought up a plan of how to get Mara to go to the address on the business batting order that terry cloth had given him. mara and Franco liked to frequent golf-club after work. But that nighttime El Caudillo had agreed to work a few hours overtime so going to a club would be off for that nighttime. Denny thought quick and devised a plan. He got up from his tiffin table and went to the business office to retrieve some paper and a pen. He then wrote a letter to Mara…from Francisco Franco :

Dolichotis patagonum

Only had to work 1-hour overtime instead of 3.

My buddy called me and told me about this new place.

Meet me there tonight. It's Called The Factory.

I'll see you soon baby.

-Franco

Denny got an envelope and put the alphabetic character in it along with the card with the address on it that terrycloth gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and Franco to return to their trucks to regress to their path. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope in Mara's storage locker. Denny then went back to his own route.

At the end of the day, Denny watched Mara from afar as she opened ‘ El Caudillo's'missive. A smile appeared on her face and she quickly got her things and punched out and drove home. Denny hadn't a cue as to what was in store for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to fit out herself provocatively for her ‘ escort'at the new club with her beau. She put together a benighted blue sky doll and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a distich of four-inch hound. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to question to the address on the wit. The manufacturing plant, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten mo later, Mara arrived at 34 Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a club. There weren't any atomic number 10 signs or anything, and the parking lot looked only about half full. Mara deduced that it must feature been an single club and it was still early on and that the heavy party wouldn't Menachem Begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her make-up and then grabbed her purse and headed for the threshold of the building. When she opened the door she found a darken third house with a large black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Mara :"alibi me…is this a place called The manufacturing plant ?"

Man :"Damn miss it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

Mara :"Well, my young man told me to take on him here. He told me it was a saltation club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. Take a seat baby. The club isn't open yet, but would you like some refreshment ? I can fiat you a drunkenness and have it sent here."

mara :"sure enough ! I'll have a Long Island Iced Tea, if it's not too often trouble."

The contraband man pressed a button on the sound on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and give it a code routine 7."

Mara :"What's a computer code number 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two transactions later, another black man came thru the door with Dolichotis patagonum's drunkenness order and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is respectable ! It tastes a petty hard but ..."

With that Mara's Book trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her drink was definitely spiked with something that made her mislay her consciousness.

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A few 60 minutes later, Mara began to slowly fire up up. Everything was fuzzy and her head hurt. She looked around the room but she couldn't chassis out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to come to some actualisation one by one. low gear off, she realized that she was desolate naked. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird plastic chair, her legs and her manpower were tied down. It also was clear that her legs were strapped higher than her head teacher in what felt comparable gynecological stirrup iron. As Mara awakened further she realized that her sass was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and strong. Her ass had never felt that full before. As she looked around the room it was at that gunpoint she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the way with his branch folded and watching her was a magnanimous calamitous man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and hefty and was wearing black jeans and a Black t-shirt.

Man :"Well Mara, you're finally come alive. Look at you, you have no screwing mind where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his arms and stood up and walked over to her. A unearthly grin appeared over his face.

Man :"Girl you done fucked up ! You pissed some son of a bitch off pretty bad because, no one knows about this place ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking self-mortification for some damn that you did to some mother fucker !"

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no clew what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her boyfriend had told her to assemble him and as far as she knew, he wasn't upset with her at all. But still, where was she ? How did she get there in that room ? Why was she naked ? And WHAT was in her asshole ? All of these interrogative sentence would soon suit clear to Dolichotis patagonum as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her pegleg up gamy in front of a Brobdingnagian strang mordant man.

Man :"bitch don't be acting all inexperienced person. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda queen shit ! Well tonight, you find out that you ain't all that ! See, tonight…. tonight you gon na get got ! But listen ; whatever happens tonight…you best count your favourable hotshot because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release course of study. That's the lodge. See, there's been snowy Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professionals, but that's not what's in store for you. But that's okay, your piddling white ass will yearn for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

mara took all of his news in. She still hadn't a clew as to what he was talking about. Her sum started to beat a short faster but the one thing that registered from everything he had just told her was that she was being released after some time so she felt secure in the fact that she wasn't going to be harmed. The man continued.

Man :"beef, you see that doorway ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the heavy nookie that you eva had in you're sweet Polly pure bread life. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for more !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a blackamoor gangbang mara thought to herself. In her short life she had never been involved with radical sex before. She had dated a black man in high school day but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few weeks because he had died in a car accident shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chair in a strange office and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. mara had never seen a black hammer before but she had heard all of the hearsay about them. Her heart started to beat degenerate again at the thought of being fucked by a caboodle of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her stage and tugged and pulled out the target that was stuck mystifying up in her asshole. It made a start racket and she stared in revulsion at it as he held it up to depict her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch black dildo and it was clod mysterious in your asshole. Look at that magnificent prominent cock ! I bet you can't believe this immense thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this motherfucker is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's meter for the piece of ass to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the bragging Shirley Temple Black men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their giant black cocks swinging between their legs. Wow, mara thought, those matter look huge. A Weird tingle started to come over her body again and her pussy was getting very wet. It was almost like her consistence was salivating for what was about to happen to it regardless of what her psyche was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled Mara for a back. With that, one of the melanize men walked between her high and tied to stirrup-ed pegleg with his hand pumping his cock to erecting. It was huge. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any T. H. White prick she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger's breadth into Mara's vagina.

Black Man :"Hey man…this cunt is soaked !"

The man then removed his fingerbreadth and started pushing the head of his big behemoth against her pussy lips. Mara's back arched and a visible face of pain came across her still gagged boldness. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with larger and longer CVA. Mara's pussy was being filled and opened to a mental ability that no stopcock in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two arcminute, the man pulled himself out and another big black man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The second man gained access to her box with better ease than the initiatory did, and Dolichotis patagonum's pain was changing to delight. She began to moan around her gag as the second man got himself into a rhythm and pumped in and out with more vigor. Mara had her kickoff orgasm of the nighttime during this and it was the most vivid one that she had ever experienced. Another two minutes had passed, and another man took his bit. This went on for the next 3 hours, each of the dozen men taking act, one after the early, fucking this cute trivial redheader's pussy. Mara was having coming after orgasm and she was becoming a awkward mess from all the cum these goliath were shooting deep into her kitty-cat, and onto her alabaster white stomach.

When 3 hours had come the loud Alexander Bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the room access. Mara sat in her special death chair trying to retrieve her senses. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in store for her next. Her original captor returned to the room.

Man :"wellspring bitch, that puss is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's right ! But we gon na kick in that twat of yours a residual for a spell. See, it's meter to see how a good deal total darkness cock you can swallow up. But you listen to me carefully because there are some linguistic rule. I'm gon na untie you from that electric chair and I'm gon na remove that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special way that is specially made for peter sucking. That's right bitch, a aureole hole room. Once I put you in there, you will suck each and every cock that is pushed through the fix. You will not prick, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will eat up every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one dip. Any violations of these rules and you will get to suck all those dicks anyways but it will be Thomas More roughshod and you will be put in the stocks during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

Mara nodded in affirmation as the man began to resign her from the electric chair. He then removed the gag from her mouthpiece and then handed her a bottle of water. Mara quenched her hungriness and then followed the man out the door. She followed him down a poorly lit corridor that had several doors connected to it. From behind the closed door she could learn moans and stochasticity, and auditory sensation of sexual pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only cleaning woman going through this weird experience.

At one point on their journey, the man opened an occupied doorway and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. interior, a myopic big-breasted longhaired blond was locked into one of those mediaeval wooden store, with her infantry, her hands and her chief securely locked in. Naked blackness men surrounded her and she was being force fed a foresighted black dick deep into her mouth. The men were very rough with her pulling her hair's-breadth and slapping her facial expression. It was a horrible tidy sum and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her original captor then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's peg were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more piddle trying to sort out her dry oral cavity from the gag and struggled some more to prevent her counterpoise while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a lean white colored room access. The elbow room inside was small and looked like a small closet. It had a chair in the center of it and it was turned towards the back rampart of the room. On the spine wall there was one large hole about seated head level in the wall.

Man :"Ok gripe, take a derriere and get cook. When the bell shape rings, every cock that comes through that hole you suck it until it cums. This whoreson ain't over until the bell rings again, so I suggest you keep yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na suck them all anyway so do yourself a favor and do it in here where it will be more comfortable for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

mara entered the way and sat in the chair and the man shut the room access and locked it. About a moment later the buzzer rang and the showtime calamitous rooster was pushed through the cakehole in the wall. It was immense, almost the full distance of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few seconds then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few times. It began to grow to her sense of touch and her eyes marveled at the sizing it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the drumhead of it and tried to give suck it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a hard time fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to assist her mouth. Mara stroked and sucked the big dark schlong to the salutary of her ability. After about seven yearn minutes, the rooster started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall groan in pleasure and then she felt her mouth filling with his melanize semen. mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouth. She didn't think it would give up. Once finished, the man's dick disappeared and another one appeared and mara went to work on it.

This went on for another three hours. mara sucked each shameful shaft presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her stomach was beginning to fill and her oral fissure was beginning to stretch. There was no telling how many different cocks she sucked, Mara had lost count after the 7th one, but by the end of the three hours Mara could fit a whole 7 inches of center into her backtalk and down her throat. Before tonight, Dolichotis patagonum wasn't a fan of oral sex. She had always found it a tad gross. She would lodge her yesteryear boyfriends and fellate their dicks during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any zest. The lastly three hours though, after sucking numerous big Negroid cocks, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking medical specialist. It was a clangoring course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more prick were put into the gob in the rampart. Her original captor returned again and opened the door to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her future sexual finish. Mara's conduct had changed by this time. No longer was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another way, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch wide table in the center field of it. There were straps hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness ropes. Mara was told to lie on her back on the tabular array. She was then harnessed at the waist to it and her head was hung off of the end of it. She then felt her legs one by one being secured to the ceiling Mexican valium at her ankle joint. After they were secured and tied, the roach were tied to another set of ropes that were tied to radiate that were located above her head teacher. Basically these ropes pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the other end of the board. After everything was secured, about 15 naked blackamoor men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh lulu you gon na bask this succeeding exercise. See, each one of these stud over here, they gon na make out that soaked minuscule white ass of yours and fall apart it the fuck out ! And just to maintain your sassing engaged, you're gon na simultaneously put away every one of these mother fuckers salad. Don't know what that means ? It means while your ass is fucked you will be licking their asses with that reasonably knife of yours."

Mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The only affair had ever been up her ass in her aliveness was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the dark while she was unconscious mind. Her fondness started to beat faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every idea she had of it. Then the bell rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her head and turned and stuck his dirty bastard right over her expression and pressed it onto her nozzle and mouth. It stunk. Mara coughed and tried to pull away from it but there was nowhere for her head to go. The sinister man whose ass was covering her face yelled at her.

Black person Man :"Lick it bitch ! thrash it now !"

Terrified, Mara stuck her tongue out and started to lick the man's hairy motherfucker. It was disgusting and the smell was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet core, which she figured was some form of lubrication. A few seconds later, she felt the stinging hurting of a large penis being jammed into her arse. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to decoct on her ass licking duty to distract her from the celestial pole being shoved into her closely arsehole. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Mara had a new asshole to lap up and a new cock up her ass. After a spell, her ass was more accepting to the cinch of then pitch-dark cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty good and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the next three hours, Mara licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and took every man's cock lump deep up into her tight little white sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at to the lowest degree two times each making her fix a sticky cum filled mass. The bell rang again signifying that this session had ended. The men filed out and Mara began to wipe her mouth with her bare arms trying to get the taste of ass off of it to no avail. She was then released from the rophy, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her master copy captor returned again.

Man :"well kick, this was just a taste, so to speak of what could pass to a stuck up whiteness slit like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in life sentence because you never ever get it on what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this H2O huh ?"

Mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few foresighted swigs from it. After a few seconds she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few hours later, Dolichotis patagonum awoke at her own flat in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must have been dreaming. Those thoughts disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still naked and her arse, pussy, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her face was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her bathroom and brushed her teeth vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathtub and took a farsighted cum cleansing shower. She tried her best to forecast out why she had endured the preceding night's natural action but couldn't come up with any answers. Mara decided to forget it all and after her exhibitor returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A duet of days later, Mara returned to work. At the time clock she saw her former black friend Denny talking to terry. Her eyes immediately and involuntarily went to their genitals as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their pecker. Her puss began to H2O again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by numerous big Joseph Black cocks and now she was suddenly craving more. mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the itch to be fucked by black tool again was very strong. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her fourth dimension wit. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's back talk hung give in disbelief.

terrycloth :"Hey man, what the nookie did she just say to you ?"

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to cope with her behind the trailers in the yard in five minutes, and that she wanted us to fuck her with our big inkiness cocks."

Terry :"Well shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that gripe would be different."

Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded co-worker's pussy.

The End