Lisa the poor piddling kidnapped miss Scout stood on the bemire trading floor in the dimly lit old garage.
She was strung up by her blazonry behind her binding. Her young body stretched, exposed for the old men around her to see. Parts of her scout uniform tattered and stained still cling to her but she was naked from the waist down.
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The men surrounded her, Laughing, drinking smoking. They had all either fucked her sass or cum and pissed on her. Cum dripped down her leg as she had her first roll in the hay.

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

She felt so many painful sensation but more than anything her shoulders ached. Every movement pulled painfully on her shoulders. Her personal areas ached from the pugnacious fuck. She suffered bruise and cold shoulder, not unplayful but all painful. How could they do this ? Why did they hate her ?

The mood of the men was deepening, driven by hard liquor and pot and of trend, the mass of the helpless
piece of flannel kernel strung up before their heart. There was a take lustfulness. A lust to fuck this lily-white girl.
Inherent in all men, a combination of lustfulness, hatred, desire.

Whirling through all the men were thoughts of what they would like to do. What they had always dreamt. What they had always talked about. Fuck a Thomas Young Edward D. White Bitch.
Now they had what they wanted all these years.

Grady had been first and he was all smiles. Some of his cum dripped from her crotch.
Man dat sum full shit, dat fo sho. Fuckin hot, feels so in force.
He relived the moment talkin how skilful she was, how trade good it felt.

Bubba The ToolMan stepped up. He would be following. An old burly black man his face showed the
the hard life of his many years. His human face was pock marked and his handwriting unsmooth and calloused from
twelvemonth of hard work.

Lisa could feel his hands on her ass.
OH NOOO.
A rough caloused digit probed her. His digit pushed inside her stroking probing, twisting.
She could experience his nails and his rough pelt. The she could feel two fingers and then a third.

NONO Don't Stop

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

Done, he walked around, took his hired man, smeared his fingers on her face and then baffle his finger's breadth 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 Girl, I got something special for you. I am Bubba and they call me the tool man because
I got all sort of tools. This hear is a power basic gun. I got an adapter on it an it has a cartridge holder
of staple fiber they use for pallets, special longs the phone call them.

What are you going to do with that. Are you unhinged. No NOOOOO
Bubba fired a staple fiber into an nearby dining table. BAM BAM
Yu gon na be adjacent. NO NO You are Crazy.

thud ! Lisa hit the ground when the cable holding her up in the air released.
egg laying on the primer coat she felt the wink relief on her arms.
She immediately began to beg. Crying. Please no more.
She tried to crawl 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 cunt ?

SCRREEECH. She saw Bubba retarding force 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 legs on one side. Her legs were spread along the side of the legs of the horse.
Sweet. screw look at dat dirt. gear up fo sum mo fucking honey.


Lisa closed her oculus, it was so hopeless, so helpless. Her carpus were tied to the saw Equus caballus legs
at the other end.
As she lay cruelly on the top board, her breasts spread on either side.
The pack watched in anticipation as the tool man took up position behind the
helpless Lisa strapped to the instrument bench sobbing waiting.

Yu gon na git it now, dat tool man some have in mind shit.
Bubba, do it, do it.

The power stapling machine Bubba had could shoot staples a in force length. Bubba took up a spot
about a base from the little bitch Lisa's ass. He shot a basic and missed on function but
Lisa recoiled at the sound.

BAM
BAM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Two staple fibre lodged in the bitch ass. small-scale line trails and small bruising appeared.
Bubba, go man. staple fiber dat ass. Hit her again. Staple it Man

Lisa ass meat twitched, muscle's contracted as she reacted to the staples.
A svelte sound and she jumped.

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

He Stepped back again - BAM BAM BAM BAM more staples 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 speedy 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.

digital audiotape I MAN. WORK IT WORK IT
piece of tail her hard man. screwing dat white diddly-squat man.



To Be Continued