The truck pulled into the M and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The driver, Denny had been working for the fellowship almost 15 year. He was in his late forties, but had the look of a man who was about ten age younger 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 expert workers that the society had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his mode 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 best of his ability and the answer were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a long triplet by management.

About a year ago, the company had hired some new number one wood. Among those new workers was a young red haired girl named Dolichotis patagonum. She was in her early twenty dollar bill, and she was absolutely beautiful. Dolichotis patagonum stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a small 113 lbs. She wore loose vesture to work, a company shirt and the standard party short, but the way it draped her physique was a cute sight to virtually of the men who were lucky to stare upon her beauty. Many long feel were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like virtually redheaded womanhood, mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was gentle spoken but had a smile that would melt even the crustiest of driver, and she was well liked by her peers. Still though, there was a wind of evil behind those beautiful light William Green eyes, an evil that was stoked from time to sentence and was sometimes hurtful to the recipient. Denny was smitten at the first muckle of her.

A man twenty years mara's fourth-year, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's affections, in fact the true be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any woman. He was just a simple mordant man that didn't draw many crowds and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and mara had struck up a pretty undecomposed friendship. They talked about the job and the casual grind of it all and Denny offered Mara the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran soldier would be privy to. He mentored his young pretty friend in the nuances and the protocol on how to shape with efficiency, and revealed the crosscut he knew to help her make her workday easier. Denny also would seem on her everyday itinerary from time to meter bringing her coffee or body of water, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Dolichotis patagonum in the year that he knew her, and it was clear to everyone that he was smitten with her. Every sentence he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would deliver a face of thankfulness and it would satisfy the void in Denny even though he knew deep down that a romantic relationship with his friend was impossible and never going to happen. It made him palpate good ; sort of like he was a father flesh to her who was the tightlipped he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad instant pillage for him. He relegated his feeling to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one workweek Denny took a holiday. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the party had hired some more drivers, and a number one wood who was the Lapplander age as Mara a Spanish kid named Franco had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few metre and had become kind of an point. 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 becalm beau. In fact, Mara was acting very miserly to Denny. Since returning from vacation Mara treated Denny like shite and it broke his bosom. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty immature whiten miss apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to mara was variety and now he was getting the encounter off.

One day on the dock, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his wretchedness when one of the other pitch-dark guy cable 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 a good deal. I mean I know I never had a probability with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at to the lowest degree were friends. Now I hear she talks shit about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too a lot Terry."

Terry :"Hey man ! Fuck that kick ! Who the ass 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 question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Dame Ellen Terry :"Ok here, occupy this card. You figure out a way to get that bitch to go to this address and I promise you, things are gon na change for the better. Don't vexation, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a fuck twat anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. Dame Alice Ellen Terry patted him on the book binding and left field. The posting read : The factory, 34 Harrison Blvd. Denny had no cue what was at that address, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the only way to stop the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the break elbow room. Two tables from him mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was evident 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 point that Denny thought up a plan of how to get Mara to go to the name and address on the business menu that Terry had given him. Dolichotis patagonum and Franco liked to frequent nine after work. But that dark Franco had agreed to work a few hour overtime so going to a club would be off for that night. Denny thought quick and devised a plan. He got up from his lunch board and went to the offices to retrieve 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 crony called me and told me about this new place.

sports meeting 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 terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and General Franco to return to their motortruck to revert to their routes. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the envelope 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 ‘ Franco's'letter. A smile appeared on her boldness and she quickly got her things and punched out and take home. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in store for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Dolichotis patagonum had decided to dress herself provocatively for her ‘ particular date'at the new cabaret with her boyfriend. She put together a darkness blue air annulus and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a pair of four-inch heels. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to forefront to the address on the visiting card. The Factory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten proceedings later, Mara arrived at 34 President Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The edifice didn't look like a club. There weren't any neon signal or anything, and the parking lot looked only about half full. mara deduced that it must have been an exclusive cabaret and it was still early and that the heavy party wouldn't begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her war paint and then grabbed her purse and headed for the door of the building. When she opened the doorway she found a darkened lobby with a boastfully black man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

Mara :"Excuse me…is this a property called The mill ?"

Man :"shit young lady it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

Mara :"Well, my boyfriend told me to satisfy him here. He told me it was a dancing cabaret. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. Take a tush baby. The golf club isn't open yet, but would you like some recreation ? I can order you a drink and have it sent here."

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

The black man pressed a push button on the earphone on his desk.

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

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

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two minutes later, another dim man came thru the door with Mara's drink order of magnitude and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is proficient ! It tastes a little strong but ..."

With that Dolichotis patagonum's Logos trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her boozing was definitely spiked with something that made her lose her consciousness.

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A few hours later, Mara began to slowly wake up up. Everything was blurry and her head hurt. She looked around the elbow room but she couldn't figure out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to fall to some realizations one by one. First off, she realized that she was everlasting bare. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird plastic chair, her legs and her workforce were tied down. It also was sort out that her pegleg were strapped gamey than her headland in what felt like gynecological stirrup iron. As mara awakened further she realized that her sass was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and operose. Her ass had never felt that 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 elbow room with his sleeve folded and watching her was a with child black man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his 1950s, and he was fit and hefty and was wearing black denim and a inkiness t-shirt.

Man :"Well Dolichotis patagonum, you're finally awake. Look at you, you have no piece of tail idea where you at do you ?"

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

Man :"miss you done fucked up ! You pissed some dickhead off pretty bad because, no one knows about this place ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking penance for some turd that you did to some female parent fucker !"

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no clue what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her beau had told her to run into him and as far as she knew, he wasn't perturbation 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 cocksucker ? All of these interrogation would soon become clear to mara as she lie au naturel and helplessly bound with her legs up high up in front of a immense strang fateful man.

Man :"squawk don't be acting all inexperienced person. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda pouf cocksucker ! fountainhead 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 golden stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and release programme. That's the orders. See, there's been white-hot 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 petty white ass will yearn for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

mara took all of his words in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her heart started to beat a little 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 :"Bitch, you see that room access ? Behind that threshold is twelve of my brothas. Big son of a bitch 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 life. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for more !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a black gangbang Mara thought to herself. In her short life she had never been involved with group sex before. She had dated a pitch blackness man in high school 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 chance event shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a professorship in a strange place and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. Mara had never seen a dark cock before but she had heard all of the rumors about them. Her heart started to drum dissipated again at the idea of being fucked by a bunch of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her legs and tugged and pulled out the object that was stuck recondite up in her asshole. It made a popping noise and she stared in horror at it as he held it up to exhibit her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch black dildo and it was balls deep in your whoreson. await at that brilliant large tool ! I bet you can't believe this huge 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 clip for the fucking to commence."

With that the man opened the doorway and twelve of the biggest total darkness men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their jumbo black cocks swinging between their legs. Wow, Mara thought, those matter look huge. A Wyrd tingle started to descend over her torso again and her snatch was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to befall to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled Mara for a second. With that, one of the black men walked between her senior high school and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his hand pumping his cock to hard-on. It was Brobdingnagian. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any white cock she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger into Mara's vagina.

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

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the head of his large monster against her snatch sass. Mara's back arched and a seeable look of pain in the neck came across her still gagged face. The man got himself about halfway in and then started to pump in and out with larger and longer strokes. Mara's cunt was being filled and opened to a electrical capacity that no cock in her past times had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two minutes, the man pulled himself out and another big black man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The indorse man gained approach to her box with better ease than the first of all did, and Mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the mo man got himself into a rhythm and pumped in and out with more vigor. Mara had her first orgasm of the night during this and it was the most acute one that she had ever experienced. Another two minutes had passed, and another man took his crook. This went on for the following 3 hours, each of the XII men taking play, one after the other, fucking this cute lilliputian redhead's twat. Mara was having orgasm after orgasm and she was becoming a mucilaginous pile from all the semen these giants were shooting deep into her pussy, and onto her alabaster blanched stomach.

When 3 hours had come the loud Vanessa Stephen rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the door. mara sat in her limited chair trying to regain her gage. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in stock for her next. Her original capturer returned to the room.

Man :"fountainhead beef, that snatch is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's well ! But we gon na founder that cunt of yours a rest for a while. See, it's time to see how often ignominious dick you can eat up. But you listen to me carefully because there are some rule. I'm gon na untie you from that chair and I'm gon na take that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special room that is specially made for hawkshaw suction. That's right bitch, a glory hole room. Once I put you in there, you will give suck each and every dick that is pushed through the pickle. You will not prick, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will swallow up every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any trespass of these normal and you will experience to suck all those dick anyways but it will be more brutal 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 issue her from the chair. He then removed the gag from her oral fissure and then handed her a bottle of water. Mara quenched her hunger and then followed the man out the doorway. She followed him down a poorly lit corridor that had various room access connected to it. From behind the closed threshold she could hear moan and noises, and audio of sexual pleasance. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only adult female going through this Weird experience.

At one point on their journey, the man opened an occupied door and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a shortstop big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those chivalric wooden stocks, with her foot, her bridge player and her head securely locked in. raw black men surrounded her and she was being military force fed a prospicient black cock deep into her mouth. The men were very rough with her pulling her whisker and slapping her facial expression. It was a horrifying sight and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her master captor then closed the threshold.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's ramification were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to clear her dry oral cavity from the gag and struggled some more to hold open her Libra while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin white colored room access. The room interior was pocket-size and looked like a small loo. It had a hot seat in the center of it and it was turned towards the back rampart of the way. On the back wall there was one large hole about seated head floor in the wall.

Man :"Ok squawk, take a seat and get quick. When the bell shape hoop, every dick that comes through that hole you suck it until it cums. This shit ain't over until the bell shape tintinnabulation again, so I suggest you go on yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na suck them all anyway so do yourself a party favor and do it in here where it will be more well-situated for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Dolichotis patagonum entered the room and sat in the hot seat and the man shut the door and locked it. About a minute later the bell rang and the showtime inkiness cock was pushed through the hole in the wall. It was Brobdingnagian, almost the full duration of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few seconds then reached out and touched the rooster and stroked it a few prison term. It began to arise to her touch and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Dolichotis patagonum then put her lips around the head of it and tried to nurse it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a gruelling 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 in force of her abilities. After about seven longsighted minute, the pecker started to strain up and she heard the man behind the rampart moan in pleasance and then she felt her oral fissure filling with his Black cum. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her oral fissure. She didn't think it would stop over. Once finished, the man's cock disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to knead on it.

This went on for another three hours. Mara sucked each black rooster presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that guessing from each one Her abdomen was beginning to replete and her rima oris 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 hour Mara could fit a solid 7 inches of sum into her mouth 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 accommodate her past fellow and suck in their dicks during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The last three hours though, after sucking numerous big blackened shaft, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a clank course and she was passing it with flying colors.

The bell rang again and no more stopcock were put into the hole in the wall. Her master copy captor returned again and opened the door to the way. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual name and address. Mara's demeanor had changed by this clock time. No longer was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another room, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch across-the-board table in the kernel of it. There were straps hanging from it, and from the roof there was two hanker harness ropes. Mara was told to lie on her back on the board. She was then harnessed at the waistline 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 forget me drug at her ankle joint. After they were secured and tied, the ropes were tied to another set of Mexican valium that were tied to air that were located above her chief. Basically these ropes pulled mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the other end of the tabular array. After everything was secured, about fifteen naked black men started filling the elbow room. Her pilot capturer then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh Sweetheart you gon na savor this following exercise. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na roll in the hay that tight picayune white ass of yours and wear it the fuck out ! And just to keep your mouth busy, you're gon na simultaneously thrash about 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 pretty tongue of yours."

Dolichotis patagonum had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal retentive sex before. The only thing 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 heart 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 Dolichotis patagonum started to panic. One of the men walked to her straits and turned and stuck his filthy asshole right over her face and pressed it onto her nose and mouth. It stunk. Mara coughed and tried to draw out away from it but there was nowhere for her straits to go. The pitch-black man whose ass was covering her nerve yelled at her.

Black Man :"clout it squawk ! Lick it now !"

Terrified, Dolichotis patagonum stuck her tongue out and started to figure out the man's hirsute prick. It was disgusting and the odor was putrid. Just then she felt her own mother fucker being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few mo later, she felt the stinging pain of a tumid penis being jammed into her asshole. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to digest on her ass licking obligation to distract her from the pole being shoved into her sozzled arsehole. After two minutes, the men rotated out and Mara had a new asshole to lick and a new tool up her ass. After a patch, her ass was more accepting to the girth of then black cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty good and her pussycat was starting to get wet again.

During the succeeding three hour, Mara licked every black man in the elbow room's arsehole clean and jerk and took every man's cock testis deep up into her tight little white sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two times each making her hole a sticky cum filled great deal. The Vanessa Stephen 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 predilection of ass off of it to no avail. 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 :"fountainhead beef, this was just a tasting, so to utter of what could happen to a stuck up white pussy like you ! Be deliberate whom you piss off in spirit because you never ever acknowledge what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this pee huh ?"

mara took the bottled piddle she was given and took a few foresighted draught from it. After a few seconds 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 bear been dreaming. Those thoughts disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still au naturel and her whoreson, pussy, and mouth were sore. The olfactory perception 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 retentive cum cleansing cascade. She tried her best to figure out why she had endured the past night's activities but couldn't come up with any answers. Mara decided to bury it all and after her shower returned to her bed and fell into a yearn deep sleep.

A match of days later, Mara returned to act upon. At the metre clock she saw her onetime black friend Denny talking to Terry. Her eyes immediately and involuntarily went to their crotches as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the lineation of their cocks. Her snatch began to water again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by numerous big black pecker and now she was suddenly craving more. Dolichotis patagonum couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by Negroid shaft again was very stiff. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her fourth dimension card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's mouth hung undecided in disbelief.

Terry :"Hey man, what the fuck did she just say to you ?"

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

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

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

The End