Lisa slumped, limp, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's judgement swirled in an unconscious mind state.

( Warming up for a sports meeting Lisa looked across the track field. With the sun in her eyes she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, substantial strides she could hold 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 arms she felt rubber. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that terrible place. )

Man dat sume crazy dickhead. Laughed Lamont.
Did u see her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets get it on dat little twat. Bang her hard.

OH Shit man, look at dat. Is she dead ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
Dats alright, we can get laid her anyway.
U sick man, I not fuckin no unconscious mind bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

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

HAAAAAAAAAAAA Andrew D. White Castle and a Caucasian Bitch.

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

The Edward Young buddy 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 move dem.
DAT good clientele, 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 think this was clock time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rainwater snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would contribute
with the move songs, cleaned up for his untried daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would espouse and the words were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer, Fighting First, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for other girls )

15 minutes later Lamont gets a call from Cyrus.
Lamont, got dat yellow-bellied terrapin and dropped off dat 8 track.
Gon na land my acquaintance Jose with me.

Man u know I don't like dat guy, everytime he over here sumpthing walks away like
an airtool terminal time.
Lamont, u don't know dat, He's cool.
I don't combine dat MF, got ta keep restrain an eye on him.


cool ! ! Shit thought Lamont. Fucking shifting fat ass greasy MFer.
wonder why fuckin Cyrus likes him.
One ugly asshole, dat for shore.
Lamont looked over at Lisa, she 's not moved, still out. Hope……………..

( Lisa loved the morning Blue Hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain snowfall, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the running Sung dynasty, cleaned up for his Whitney Young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would espouse and the words were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one resolution but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for early little girl )

Cyrus and Jose came in shortly.
Lamont could smell the sliders as they walked in.
Jose was a raging looking MF. Red Bandanna, unkempt beard, gold and missing teeth.
He was a fat nookie too, old dirty clothes.

Dammmm, thought Lamont, nothing to destroy a good repast like having to face at that asshole.
They sat at the table, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few skidder from Lamont's bag.

screw disembarrass docker MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
nookie dozen Pseudemys scripta would be aught for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to induce 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 issue forth to, give her a niggling rest period then… ...

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

Jose sat following to Lisa and sat her up next to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his hands over Lisa teat.
He fondled her boob, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.

Lisa was still out, her sole response were some unvoluntary groans.

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in front
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black railcar pulled up. The driver of the middle car got out and opened the game door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a delight to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to tell you how majestic 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, him and your grandmother would be so proud.
After some diminished talk, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your syndicate pauperism, you let me eff. Lisa is rattling I hear thoroughly things about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful Angel Falls. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her legs and rubbed between her mound. He had his
middle finger rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and rick 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 nauseated fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so gratifying, so Loretta Young.
His fingers kept pushing inside her.

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

My sidekick, heee came up and had to leave to work 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 weight unit bench. He took a wrist and
tied it with rope to the weightiness outdoor stage bar and then the other hired man to the early side.
Jose smiling as he looked at the helpless unconscious teen on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the ankle to the weightiness bar up on the tie-up, pulling it up and widely and
then tied up the other. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back categorical and legs up over her head.
Lisa's pegleg were tied wide, ass up in the air, pussy wide clear, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pant and straddled the workout bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
immature thigh.

Lamont thesseee girlfriend esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO FUCK SLEEPING BEAUTY.

He leaned forward grasping her second joint with his strong hands and slid his cock along her pussy.
Ohhh, doess that feeellll good. Yes, Yeeees.
Jose moaned as his hammer slid deep inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as mysterious as he could.
Her physical structure stretched against the weight of his severe rape.

Still not wake, Jose leaned even further forward and saliva in her face.
He slapped her bitch nerve, one way and then the early. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious state.

She was tied to the employment work bench looking up at this big, punk, mean looking fat nooky, his dick inside her.
His bearded facial expression, gold tooth, beard and have words clothes were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his dick. Her weapon and pegleg burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in thoroughgoing terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thigh almost wrapping his workforce around.
He held her tight and thrusting late inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stay AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued