Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's mind swirled in an unconscious state.

( Warming up for a sports meeting Lisa looked across the racetrack theatre of operations. With the sun in her optic she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, strong strides she could make out the uniform.
She started running. It had to be. But it couldn't, not for another two weeks.
Held in her Dad's strong weapon she felt rubber. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that horrific place. )

Man dat sume sick shit. Laughed Lamont.
Did u find out her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets sleep together dat short puss. Bang her hard.

OH Shit man, look at dat. Is she utter ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the flooring.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
digital audiotape alright, we can do it her anyway.
U sick man, I not fuckin no unconscious bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

NO, not me. Besides, I am hungryyyyyyyyyy. Why don't u gogit some sliders at da castle
Shit, OK, how manyfo U.
Git me a dozen, gots to get my energy to fuck. HA HA
Got datRight. When She come to, we gon na do her right.

HAAAAAAAAAAAA White castling and a E. B. White Bitch.

Cyrus, take dis 8 track over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin round fo that footling crap fo, Lamont.

The Whitney Moore Young Jr. brothers are jackin them. You know every one got ta start somewhere.
I buy them up to help dem and then later when they movin on up to cars and shit they come
to me to go dem.
DAT good business, it the Amercian way.


Lamont put Lisa on the couch and put a blanket over her.
She moans slightly but is still unconscious.

( Lisa loved the morning Blue time of day. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, pelting snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the unravel songs, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the lyric poem were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one reply, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

15 hour later Lamont gets a vociferation from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat sliders and dropped off dat 8 caterpillar tread.
Gon na bring my Friend Jose with me.

Man u know I don't like dat guy, everytime he over here sumpthing walking away like
an airtool last time.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't trustfulness dat MF, got ta sustain observe an eye on him.


Cool ! ! diddlysquat thought Lamont. Fucking shifty fat ass greasy MFer.
Wonder why fuckin Cyrus the Younger likes him.
One ugly asshole, dat for shore.
Lamont looked over at Lisa, she 's not moved, still out. Hope……………..

( Lisa loved the cockcrow Blue Hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain Baron Snow of Leicester, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the running strain, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the steer and he
would adopt and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one reply but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other girlfriend )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could reek the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a wild looking MF. Red bandana, unkempt beard, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat fuck too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, null to ruin a good meal like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few slider from Lamont's bag.

shag detached loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf down these sliders.
Fucking dozen slider would be cypher for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner party. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to make fewww.

What you have over hereee. Jose spotted Lisa on the couch.
Our entertainment.
She is passed out and we are waiting for here to come to, chip in her a little residuum then… ...

So Swweeet. HMMMM.
OH shit thought Lamont. Now look at this. Fuck. Now he gon na freeload fucking our bitch.

Jose sat succeeding to Lisa and sat her up next to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his workforce over Lisa knocker.
He fondled her breast, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her only response were some involuntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in social movement
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black motorcar pulled up. The driver of the midriff car got out and opened the back door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a pleasure to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to distinguish you how lofty everyone is of you. thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much like your grandma. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the grocery store, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some small talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family demand, you let me sleep with. Lisa is marvellous I hear good thing about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful angel. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her wooden leg and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and twisted her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a finger inside her and then another
probing and prodding inside her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one cat fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet, so young.
His fingers kept pushing inside her.

Oh Lamont thissss pusssssy is so nice, reminds me of my niece.

My blood brother, heee came up and had to get out to work on in the fields and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a bastard thought Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's weightiness bench. He took a radiocarpal joint and
tied it with rope to the weight bandstand bar and then the other hand to the other side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious mind teen on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weight bar up on the rack, pulling it up and wide and
then tied up the other. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back savourless and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide, ass up in the air, pussy extensive out-of-doors, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the exercise bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
young second joint.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO piece of ass sleeping BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her thighs with his strong hands and slid his shaft along her pussy.
Ohhh, doe that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his prick slid abstruse inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as abstruse as he could.
Her body stretched against the weight unit of his horrific rape.

Still not awake, Jose leaned even further forward and spittle in her face.
He slapped her gripe expression, one way and then the other. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious state.

She was tied to the exercise judiciary looking up at this big, hooligan, hateful looking fat fuck, his prick inside her.
His bearded face, gold tooth, byssus and get at apparel were a setting out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his prick. Her arms and peg burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's second joint almost wrapping his work force around.
He held her tight and jab deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued