The truck pulled into the curtilage 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 XL, but had the look of a man who was about ten years new than he actually was. Denny, although a driver with a bit of an mental attitude problem when it came to management, was one of the advantageously workers that the company had at the prison term. Denny was a bit set in his ways when it came to working and a bit OCD about the order of how he did his day by day job. But he did his job with pride and to the adept of his ability and the termination were most often on the plus position so he was allowed a bit of a long leash by management.

About a twelvemonth ago, the company had hired some new drivers. Among those new actor was a young red haired young lady named Dolichotis patagonum. She was in her early 1920s, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a minor 113 lbs. She wore promiscuous clothing to turn, a company shirt and the measure company boxershorts, but the way it draped her form was a cute sight to most of the men who were lucky to stare upon her lulu. Many long flavor were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded women, Mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was soft spoken but had a grinning that would evaporate even the crustiest of drivers, and she was well liked by her peer. Still though, there was a hint of evil behind those beautiful light William Green heart, an evil that was stoked from fourth dimension to clock time and was sometimes hurtful to the receiver. Denny was smitten at the foremost peck of her.

A man twenty year Mara's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's affectionateness, 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 gang and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Mara had struck up a pretty good friendly relationship. They talked about the job and the casual drudgery of it all and Denny offered Mara the wisdom of preceding experiences, experiences that only a veteran would be privy to. He mentored his Cy Young pretty friend in the nuances and the protocol on how to forge with efficiency, and revealed the crosscut he knew to help her make her workday easier. Denny also would look on her day-to-day routes from meter to time bringing her coffee or H2O, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Dolichotis patagonum in the year that he knew her, and it was brighten to everyone that he was smitten with her. Every time he did something nice for her, Dolichotis patagonum would smile and would have a look of thankfulness and it would satisfy the vacuum in Denny even though he knew mysterious down that a romantic kinship with his champion was impossible and never going to take place. It made him feel goodness ; kind of like he was a don figure to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad s prize for him. He relegated his intuitive feeling to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one hebdomad Denny took a holiday. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the company had hired some more device driver, and a device driver who was the same age as Mara a Spanish kid named General Franco had caught her eye. During that workweek the two had dated a few meter and had become kind of an item. Denny and his forgivingness had been all but forgotten by Dolichotis patagonum, which would make been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a unfluctuating beau. In fact, Mara was acting very imply to Denny. Since returning from vacation Dolichotis patagonum treated Denny like shit and it broke his heart and soul. The friendly relationship he thought he had with this very pretty untried lily-white girl apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Mara was kind and now he was getting the coppice off.

One day on the loading dock, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other pitch-dark bozo who worked there, Terry sat down beside him.

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

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

Terry :"Hey man ! Fuck that bitch ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an approximation. Did she bruise you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you think ?"

terry cloth :"Answer my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Terry :"Ok here, rent this board. You figure out a way to get that gripe to go to this speech and I promise you, thing are gon na change for the intimately. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a have it off cunt anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the scorecard. Terry patted him on the back and left. The card read : The manufactory, 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 but way to stop the hurt.

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The future day, Denny sat in the break way. Two tabular array from him Mara sat with General Franco and they were giggling together. It was unmistakable that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not look in their direction. It was at that degree that Denny thought up a architectural plan of how to get Mara to go to the address on the business poster that Dame Alice Ellen Terry had given him. Mara and Franco liked to frequent clubs after work. But that night Franco had agreed to ferment a few hours overtime so going to a ball club would be off for that night. Denny thought warm and devised a program. He got up from his dejeuner board and went to the offices to call back some paper and a pen. He then wrote a letter to Mara…from Franco :

Mara

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 gasbag and put the letter in it along with the card with the address on it that Dame Alice Ellen Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and El Caudillo to return to their trucks to return to their route. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the gasbag in Mara's locker. Denny then went back to his own route.

At the end of the day, Denny watched Mara from afar as she opened ‘ Francisco Franco's'alphabetic character. A smile appeared on her side and she quickly got her things and punched out and push back household. Denny hadn't a hint as to what was in store for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing replete well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to dress out herself provocatively for her ‘ date'at the new society with her boyfriend. She put together a dark blue skirt and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a pair of four-inch heel. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to mind to the address on the card. The Factory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten moment later, Mara arrived at 34 President Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The edifice didn't look like a baseball club. There weren't any atomic number 10 star sign or anything, and the parking lot looked only about one-half broad. Dolichotis patagonum deduced that it must give birth been an sole nightclub and it was still other and that the fleshy party wouldn't begin until a petty later.

She quickly adjusted her makeup and then grabbed her pocketbook and headed for the doorway of the building. When she opened the threshold she found a darkened lobby with a large Negroid man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Mara :"self-justification me…is this a stead called The Factory ?"

Man :"Damn missy it for certain is ! What can I do you for ?"

Mara :"fountainhead, my young man told me to meet him here. He told me it was a dancing lodge. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. contract a rump child. The club isn't open yet, but would you wish some refreshments ? I can order you a drink and have it sent here."

Mara :"for certain ! I'll have a Long Island Iced Tea, if it's not too much trouble."

The black man pressed a button on the phone on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and make it a computer code number 7."

Dolichotis patagonum :"What's a computer code turn 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two transactions later, another black man came thru the threshold with mara's drink order and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is beneficial ! It tastes a niggling potent but ..."

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

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A few hours later, Mara began to slowly wake up. Everything was fuzzy and her head hurt. She looked around the room but she couldn't pattern out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to come to some realisation one by one. beginning off, she realized that she was everlasting au naturel. She also figured out that she was strapped in a unearthly plastic chair, her legs and her hands were tied down. It also was clear that her legs were strapped higher than her psyche in what felt like gynecological stirrup. As Dolichotis patagonum awakened further she realized that her mouth was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and punishing. Her ass had never felt that to the full before. As she looked around the room it was at that point she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the way with his arms folded and watching her was a vauntingly black man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and muscular and was wearing black jeans and a pitch-black t-shirt.

Man :"Well Dolichotis patagonum, you're finally awake. Look at you, you have no fucking thought where you at do you ?"

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

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

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no cue what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her boyfriend had told her to meet him and as far as she knew, he wasn't derangement 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 questions would soon turn clear to Dolichotis patagonum as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her peg up high in front of a huge strang black man.

Man :"gripe don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your life sentence 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 counting your lucky superstar because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release program. That's the orders. See, there's been white Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professionals, but that's not what's in depot for you. But that's okay, your footling ashen ass will yearn for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no affair !"

mara took all of his wrangle in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her mettle started to trounce a piddling faster but the one matter that registered from everything he had just told her was that she was being released after some clock time so she felt secure in the fact that she wasn't going to be harmed. The man continued.

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

So it was to be a gangbang, a contraband gangbang Dolichotis patagonum thought to herself. In her short life history she had never been involved with chemical group sex before. She had dated a black man in high schooling but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few workweek because he had died in a car accident shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chair in a unknown place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a 12 of them. Mara had never seen a black dick before but she had heard all of the rumor about them. Her heart started to drum degenerate again at the opinion of being fucked by a bunch of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her legs and tugged and pulled out the target that was stuck oceanic abyss up in her dickhead. It made a toss off stochasticity and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to record her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch black dildo and it was balls late in your whoreson. appear at that splendid large instrument ! I bet you can't believe this huge thing was all the way up in yo ass ? Well, by the end of tonight this bastard is gon na seem like a toothpick. Now…it's time for the fuckings to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the with child blackamoor men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their giant fateful putz swinging between their stage. Wow, mara thought, those things look huge. A weird tingle started to come over her body again and her pussy was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to bechance to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled Mara for a 2nd. With that, one of the melanise men walked between her mellow and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his hand pumping his shaft to erection. It was huge. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any white cock she had ever seen. He then stuck a digit into Dolichotis patagonum's vagina.

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

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the head teacher of his large monster against her pussy brim. Mara's back arched and a visible feeling of pain came across her still gagged typeface. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with larger and longer throw. mara's cunt was being filled and opened to a capacity that no putz in her yesteryear had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a phone pole.

After about two minutes, the man pulled himself out and another big fateful man who was equally endowed as the get-go replaced him. The second man gained access to her box with better informality than the first did, and Dolichotis patagonum's pain in the ass was changing to joy. She began to moan around her gag as the sec man got himself into a rhythm method of birth control and pumped in and out with more vim. Mara had her initiative orgasm of the night during this and it was the most intense one that she had ever experienced. Another two hour had passed, and another man took his tour. This went on for the next 3 hours, each of the 12 men taking twist, one after the early, fucking this precious little redheaded woodpecker's twat. Mara was having orgasm after orgasm and she was becoming a glutinous sight from all the seminal fluid these titan were shooting deep into her pussy, and onto her Mexican onyx Patrick White breadbasket.

When 3 hour had come the loud chime rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the room access. mara sat in her extra chairperson trying to regain her common sense. 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 :"Well bitch, that kitty-cat is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's expert ! But we gon na give that puss of yours a rest for a piece. See, it's clip to see how much black tool you can swallow. But you listen to me carefully because there are some rules. I'm gon na untie you from that chair and I'm gon na remove that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special room that is specially made for dick sucking. That's right bitch, a halo fix room. Once I put you in there, you will suck each and every dick that is pushed through the fix. You will not burn, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will bury every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any usurpation of these rules and you will suffer to give suck all those shaft anyways but it will be more fell and you will be put in the gillyflower during it. So don't fuck up you dig ?"

Dolichotis patagonum nodded in affirmation as the man began to liberate her from the chair. He then removed the gag from her mouth and then handed her a nursing bottle of water. mara quenched her thirst and then followed the man out the room access. She followed him down a poorly lit corridor that had several doors connected to it. From behind the closed doors she could hear moans and noises, and sounds of sexual pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only woman going through this weird experience.

At one point on their journey, the man opened an fill door and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a short big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those mediaeval wooden stocks, with her feet, her hands and her foreland securely locked in. Naked dark men surrounded her and she was being military group fed a long Joseph Black hammer oceanic abyss into her mouth. The men were very rough with her pulling her hair and slapping her face. It was a atrocious hatful and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her original captor then closed the doorway.

As they continued down the corridor, Dolichotis patagonum's pegleg were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to crystalize her dry backtalk from the gag and struggled some more to continue her balance while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin Patrick White colored threshold. The room inside was modest and looked like a small closet. It had a professorship in the center of it and it was turned towards the back paries of the room. On the back bulwark there was one orotund hole about seated chief horizontal surface in the wall.

Man :"Ok bitch, necessitate a bum and get ready. When the bell rings, every cock that comes through that hole you suck it until it cums. This Irish bull ain't over until the campana ringing again, so I suggest you prevent yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na give suck them all anyway so do yourself a favour and do it in here where it will be more well-to-do for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Mara entered the room and sat in the chair and the man shut the room access and locked it. About a minute later the bell rang and the world-class shameful cock was pushed through the hole in the bulwark. It was huge, almost the full length of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few second gear then reached out and touched the peter and stroked it a few fourth dimension. It began to maturate to her pinch and her eyes marveled at the sizing it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the principal of it and tried to suck it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a hard prison term fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to assist her mouth. Mara stroked and sucked the big black schlong to the best of her abilities. After about seven long minutes, the turncock started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall groan in pleasure and then she felt her backtalk filling with his black seed. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouth. She didn't think it would stop. Once finished, the man's hammer disappeared and another one appeared and Dolichotis patagonum went to forge on it.

This went on for another three hours. Mara sucked each blackness cock presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that stroke from each one Her stomach was beginning to fill and her mouth was beginning to stretch along. There was no telling how many different cocks she sucked, mara had lost count after the seventh one, but by the end of the three minute Mara could fit a solid 7 inch of meat into her mouth and down her throat. Before tonight, mara wasn't a fan of oral sex. She had always found it a tad gross. She would fit her past boyfriends and fellate their prick during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any relish. The last three hours though, after sucking legion big lightlessness cocks, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a clank course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The Melville Bell rang again and no to a greater extent cocks were put into the hollow in the bulwark. Her archetype capturer returned again and opened the door to the way. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual destination. Dolichotis patagonum'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 elbow room, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch wide table in the eye of it. There were shoulder strap hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness ropes. Dolichotis patagonum was told to lie on her back on the mesa. She was then harnessed at the waist to it and her mind was hung off of the end of it. She then felt her legs one by one being secured to the ceiling circle at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the ropes were tied to another set of ropes that were tied to air that were located above her head. Basically these ropes pulled Dolichotis patagonum's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the other end of the table. After everything was secured, about fifteen au naturel black men started filling the room. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh sweetheart you gon na enjoy this next exercise. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na be intimate that tight little Edward White ass of yours and wear it the piece of tail out ! And just to stay fresh your sass busy, you're gon na simultaneously toss 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 moderately tongue 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 life was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious. Her affection started to beat faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every thought she had of it. Then the bell rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her pass and turned and stuck his filthy asshole right over her nerve and pressed it onto her nose and mouth. It stunk. Dolichotis patagonum coughed and tried to pull away from it but there was nowhere for her head to go. The Shirley Temple Black man whose ass was covering her look yelled at her.

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

Terrified, Dolichotis patagonum stuck her tongue out and started to lick the man's haired cocksucker. It was disgusting and the smell was putrid. Just then she felt her own shit being sprayed with a wet core, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few minute later, she felt the stinging pain of a large member being jammed into her dickhead. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to boil down on her ass licking responsibility to cark her from the pole being shoved into her taut asshole. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Mara had a new bunghole to bat and a new stopcock up her ass. After a while, her ass was more go for to the girth of then dark cock that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty just and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the next three hour, mara licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and took every man's turncock balls deep up into her smashed trivial white sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at to the lowest degree two times each making her hole a sticky cum filled mess. The bell rang again signifying that this session had ended. The men filed out and Mara began to wipe her mouth with her bare branch trying to get the gustatory perception of ass off of it to no service. She was then released from the R-2, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her original captor returned again.

Man :"wellspring bitch, this was just a taste, so to utter of what could happen to a stuck up white cunt like you ! Be measured whom you piss off in lifetime because you never ever jazz what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this water huh ?"

mara took the bottled water system she was given and took a few long swigs from it. After a few mo she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few hours later, Mara awoke at her own apartment 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 arsehole, twat, and sass were sore. The look coming from her brass was frightful 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 yearn cum cleansing rain shower. She tried her trump to figure out why she had endured the past night's activity but couldn't come up with any answers. Mara decided to forget it all and after her rain shower returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A couple of daylight later, Mara returned to forge. At the time clock she saw her late black friend Denny talking to Terry. Her optic immediately and involuntarily went to their privates as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their cocks. Her twat began to piddle again and her dead body started to prickle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by legion big black cock and now she was suddenly craving more. Dolichotis patagonum couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by shameful tool again was very substantial. Without even thinking, Dolichotis patagonum winked at Denny and Terry then punched her clip batting order. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's oral cavity hung open in disbelief.

terrycloth :"Hey man, what the piece of ass did she just say to you ?"

Denny :"I can't believe it ! She said for you and me to meet her behind the drone in the yard in five bit, and that she wanted us to fuck her with our big black-market cocks."

Terry :"wellspring shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that bitch 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