Sandra

Sandra was tired and sore all over, there were no more tear to be cried, her part had gone from all the shriek, her throat saturated with semen. Her pussy stretched, leaking copious quantity of male sperm, shameful sperm and bleeding from all the fiddling rips in and around her labia. Her nipples were laborious, protracted and tender. Her wrist joint bruised and marked where she had been tied to a bed as were her ankles. There were love bites all over her slender graceful neck snaking like a wood trail down her dresser and all over her great chest which were much larger now swollen from the figure of times her body went orgasmic against her will and the ferocity of the fucking she had just suffered was likened to an putting to death by a pride of lions. Never before this dark had she felt anyone with the size of meat that were being used in her. At 5foot 4inches and weighing in at a buxom 8 stone this petite charwoman of English Italian heritage had just experienced one of her fully grown fantasies come to life but not in the way she would have wanted, but never the less, it happened without thought and it continued unmercifully. She had been physically pounded, abused and subjected to the most energetic screwing any woman could have dreamt of or ever experienced for half the evening now. These fauna were sexual jock horned to perfection in technique, stamina and will. The sex was intense this was beyond violation, beyond vengeance, beyond sadomasochism and beyond her impression.
She lay unable to get out convulsing, trembling and reliving every moment in high detail physical definition time after clock time. Her centre rolled back in her headway, her consistency arched off the bed and she moaned between the taste of cum and prick that invaded her mouth at least 10 times maybe more as she had lost count at the second explosive orgasm that racked her belittled frame. The first off started burning uncannily in her toes and spread like a sonic boom traversing up, down and all around her ravished body only stopping each time momentarily in her hurt stretched pussy which was filled with the low gear tumid black prick that dark. Maybe it was because all her toes where being nibbled and sucked and her thighs massaged by two of her attackers whilst Jason committed the first act. The outset prison term he rammed his pig out thick dick in her dry pussy to the hilt all she could do was exhale a origin curling scream at a vocal level that even the loud noisy city dealings outside the windowpane of the low income apartment city block could not deafen out but it went unrequited or cared about as this was normal in this neighbourhood which bragged of whores, drug trader, pimp, gun combat and every crook element possible besides a multitude of liquor storehouse on every corner.
All she could reckon was how it hurt and his shaft, it was the size of a tall beer can with a cricket formal stuck on top and he was driving it all the way with decent force to break the weakened bed making his with child fundament musket ball sized nut sac slap her small tight arse aggressively hard and relentlessly, with no mercy. Jason was one of four 6'4 ”, big beefy black men she had been trying to save as such, he and his crew had played along the total clock time but waited the perfect mo and opportunity to strike like a pack of Wolf and they wanted blanched, compressed, wise pussy and she was it…. as a topic of fact the entire gang wanted white arse and she had unfortunately thought her missionary skills were enough to convert even a saint. Her commission leader had warned her of arrogance and misjudgement especially being in this neighbourhood coming in from a prominent posting in Europe. It had only taken the crowd 5 weeks to lure Sandra into a treacherously air of confidence that she was making headway with them but in actuality all they had done was put their felonious activities on hold to concentrate on luring her to the good bit in the perfect tense circumstances and now she was paying dearly.
Jason told Michael, Dan and Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act how thoroughly this British pussy was and how lenient this fair sex's skin felt, how finely her scent must be, how well her fuddled short pussy suck and squeezed hungrily on his prick. The gang called themselves the 4 and 14 as all their tool were 14 in or so and this night Sandra would relive her worldly travels tied to a bed in a blue savorless somewhere in the heart of a poorness laid low neighbourhood in one of America's Major cities and with the hypothesis of a representative of each of the countries where she had been a missionary America, Europe, England and New Zealand was now representing the very element she was trying to help convert as they filled her clip and metre again promising to let her go if she was a well little angel.
At first she had walked with them to begin with to what she thought would be a coming together of occupy multitude wanting to learn her message. They all talked, joked and the atmosphere was jovial with no suggestion of the cataclysmic events about to take seat. On this hot good afternoon she was wearing a loose floral sun dress and modest heels sporting a husk sun hat and matching bag with just a bone necklace and simulated pearl watch. How odd she must deliver looked to anyone that was a passer-by walking down the filthy streets with these four large Shirley Temple men attired in bunch clothes and colouring material having light conversation, grinning and laughing. When they began to take the air past the entranceway to the block of flats where the deed would eventually bump Rico asked her if she minded if they stopped in and collected his other booster who he laughingly said needed some religion in his life. Sandra was nether region bent-grass on proving her missionary work faulty she had thought that the more she could reach out too the better it would look good on her yearly recapitulation putting another feather in her hat of successes.
She never saw the left draw coming that left her sprawled in a jalopy on the foyer floor. She was then picked up and hustled up the stairs to a flat on the 5th storey and unceremoniously stripped of all her clothes whilst her turgid pert breast were squeezed, kneaded and sucked on with the nipples being pulled and nibbled. Her tight lilliputian near plane pussy was violently two-fingered to secure the wetness that was involuntarily building would lubricate it plenty to be fucked hard from the showtime. At the same time she was being stretched out across the bed and tied tightly to its four place. A physical process that had been repeated time after time on many unsuspecting unseasoned inexperienced Black and Asiatic whores who dared to venture within the grasp of these creature naively thinking they would be paid for their services.
The floor boards squeaked and the bed itself rattled and groaned from all the abuse it had suffered during the ravishing of the all the young fair sex that had been foolish in their feeling.
Each one ravished Sandra within in of her lifespan, their shaft ramming their subject matter plate time and fourth dimension again as each one fucked her almost similar to the last, their dicks being extracted all the way to the very tip at and then forcibly rammed with malice back into her now stemma soaked delicate pink pleasure hole. Her sassing had suffered far less but only because of the teeth in her read/write head but never the LE she was made to gag and lost conscience due to the want of air, nuisance, orgasms and weight unit of her aggressor trunk during nearly all she suffered through. Small clumps of her pretty auburn tomentum lay scattered on the pillow near her drumhead where they had been torn out whilst being fucked or mouth have a go at it. Her make-up finished and mascara running down the side of her fount from the floods of tears. She had hoped some day to make sexual love with a big black man and for him to be somewhat grating with her but she had never dreamed of being forcibly taken by four big nigrify men at the Saami time and with such prehistoric ferocity.
Time had passed on and it was night now, the attack had waned off and she thought that she might be released. The men had left her tied up and went out but on their return she heard Sir Thomas More phonation than the four she recognised. Her sassing went extremely dry with veneration as the bedroom door opened and four new men came forth lead by Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act."These men are in indigence of saving and I told them you were the right soul to ensure redemption so take in sure they get their monies worth"laughed anti-racketeering law as he closed the door and leftfield. As he exited the building and fired up a joint he could hear loud screaming in the background amongst all the other racket in the air that hot July night. He looked up toward the flat Windows and could just make out a female form bent over with a manly digit behind her as the pair did some variety of back and Forth ritual dance and the vestige of another male figure approaching the female person from the front with some kind of large long celestial pole protruding from his waist which just as the screaming stopped it looked as if he thrust with his hips toward her head…. What did he care, he caught up with the repose of the gang and off they went with their 400.00 buck to buy beer, ganja and Viagra praying to line up more willing missionaries to make unnecessary the majuscule residential area .