I was on the beach again, now I was tied spread eagle on the beach on my back, totally defenseless and a native was between my legs and brutally fucking me. I looked around and saw a lot of indigen standing around, to the highest degree of them with their hired man wrapped around erect cocks and slowly stroking. I felt the native dog pound into me really hard and then grunt. He moved away and another scrambled between my leg and sank into my sore pussy. I noticed the master movement to the side and swing his huge spear. It struck me across the abdomen and I groaned.

The aboriginal now fucking me looked down and punch me hard in the face. I whimpered as I felt my nose and lips start to tumesce. I noticed apparent motion to my result and another native punched me in the right eye. I tried to move around my foreland away and saw the chief swing his spear again. It hit me across the belly again. I coughed and tried to talk.

"Please, no more."I whimpered as the chief raised his lance again.

I saw the tribal chief kneel down and grab my whisker. He pulled my nous up and then I felt my body flying up and then I realized I was landing on my bedroom floor. I looked up and Tony was standing over me. I saw his blue jean and his boots.

"Get the fuck up."He said and turned to take the air away.

Across town the man rolled into his den, his wheelchair making no noise across the fluent rug. He moved to his desk and picked up the phone. His finger's breadth touched the buttons and he waited.

"Baby, I need you here."The man spoke softly into the phone.

"pappa, what's wrong."A young girl's vocalization came through the earpiece.

"He has gone too far, we have to talk."He said sadly.

"I will be there in 15 minutes."The sweet vocalisation responded.

"Thank you sweetie. Bring your full cousin and I am so sorry."He answered.

"Daddy, what's legal injury ?"The mellifluous part, now tinged with concern.

"I will explicate baby, just get here."The man whispered and hung up the phone.

I got up off my bedroom floor slowly, my pitiful body ached horribly now. I walked gingerly into the hall. I did not see Tony and I limped to the top of the stair. He was in the life way, sitting on the sofa eating a Warren Burger. He was watching the TV and I heard some sort of sports secret plan coming out of the TV. I walked slowly down the stair and eventually reached the bottom. He did not look at me. I walked over to him and stood to the position to try and not blockade the TV. He took another big bite and I saw a cliff of mustard drop onto the cast cushion.

As scented wattle stood watching Tony ignore her the strawman door of the man's family opened, and two girls walked in. One blonde and one brunet, both pretty and both with a facial expression of business organization on their unseasoned faces. They walked across the huge living-room and opened a beautiful oak threshold. They saw the man behind his desk and he looked sad. The blonde scampered across the floor quickly and hugged him hard. He put his work force around her and felt the strength and power. He smiled through his sadness.

"wellspring hussy, I see you have not followed my instructions. You look like shit."Tony said as he looked up.

"I am drear Tony, I am so sore. I fell asleep."I whimpered.

Tony shook his head and took another bite of his hamburger. I felt my venter rumbling and realized I was hungry. I could not remember the last time I ate.

"You want some food for thought, cunt ?"Tony said.

"Yes, please."I said in a easy voice.

"Yes, what ?"Tony said and looked at me.

"Yes, Master."I said and lowered my head.

"There is a burger and french fries in the bag on the table. You can sustain them as soon as you bring me a beer."He said.

I turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The blonde girl pulled away and looked down at the man.

"dad, what is going on ?"She said.

The man lowered his head and turned his chair to move to the former incline of his desk. He opened his laptop and hit a few Florida key. Two panels in the near rampart started to slowly disunite, revealing a huge screen.

"It is better if I show you."The man said.

The blonde and brunet moved closer to the man. He hit a few more keys and a photograph appeared on the wall. It showed the inside of a bar and there was a immense man looking down at a small blonde girl.

"Is that Cassie ?"The brunette said.

"Yes, Mandy, this was from this dawn. I just downloaded the provender. I should receive checked earlier."The man answered.

"Wait, I just saw them last night, everything seemed tranquillize. What happened ?"The blonde asked.

The picture started moving and the man threw a poke that caught the young miss in the heart of her face. She crumbled to the ground, blood pouring out of her nuzzle and mouth.

"shag, that son of a bitch !"Mandy screamed.

"What time was this ?"The blonde asked.

"It was around 9:00 this morning."The man answered.

The blond little girl looked at the bulwark clock.

"Fuck, it is after 12, where is she now ?"The blonde asked.

"I am not sure, we lost track after they left the bar. He put her in the trunk."The man said.

The blonde shook her question and walked to the unfold door.

"Frankie, I need you."She screamed out the open door.

I walked back from the kitchen and handed Tony his beer.

"out-of-doors it bitch."He said.

I popped the top and handed it to him.

"Lose the robe, you are to stay naked unless I give you permission."Tony said and took the beer.

I dropped the robe and turned to walk to the kitchen. I heard Tony chuckle behind me. I sat down and opened the bag. My stomach rumbled again.

The large Italian man hurried to the living room. She was standing in the candid doorway and he thought she looked miffed. He walked to her.

"Thank you, Frankie. I need you to detect the girl. Mandy will afford you all the information she has, my father may also be able to help. Find her and bring her here."She said, her part strong and unfaltering in the command of the magnanimous man.

"Yes, Miss Beatrice."Vito answered.

Beatrice turned and walked back into the room, followed by the large man.

"dad, do we bonk anything about her ?"Beatrice asked.

"We know Tony assaulted her at her home first."He answered.

"Do we know that name and address ?"Beatrice asked.

"We can find it."The man answered and turned back to his laptop.

"Frankie, there will be information on the printer."The man said to the magnanimous Italian man.

"Yes sir."Frankie answered and left the room.

"gripe, get over here."Tony screamed.

I put down my half-eaten hamburger and got up slowly. I walked over, and Tony was standing side by side to the couch. He grabbed my whisker and pushed me over the arm of the couch. My sore second joint hit the couch and I whimpered. I heard his zipper and I closed my eyes.

I felt Tony break and I knew he was looking down at the sweet cunt in social movement of him. I figured even after all the abuse and all the sex my 16-year-old body still looked practiced. I heard him chuckle. He buried his pecker and stopped. He was most likely thought process of how many cocks had been in this untested kitty over the last few calendar week. He chuckled again and started to fuck me brutally.

I felt Tony drive into my sore twat. I groaned and then I felt him seize my hips. He started to forge me, and my thighs bruise each time he drove me into the couch. I closed my eyes again and tried to straighten out my psyche from the pain in the neck. He fucked me hard for at to the lowest degree three minutes and then filled me again. He pulled out and fuddle me onto the floor.

"Daddy, how long has this been going on ?"Beatrice asked.

"He got to her about three or four weeks ago."He answered.

"B, there is something else you should see."Mandy said softly.

Beatrice turned and looked at her cousin. She could feel her angriness rising, she took a deep intimation to push it back for use later.

"Uncle Joe, we have to show her the bachelor party."Mandy said.

The man turned back to his laptop. The screenland changed to the gravid way of Tony's theatre. Mandy and sweet wattle were standing in the heart of the elbow room and Tony was talking to a large grouping of men.

"When did this materialize ?"Beatrice asked.

"Last weekend."Mandy answered.

"Why didn't you call me sooner ?"Beatrice said, her voice rising.

"I made that decision baby. I wasn't sure you were ready. Mandy eventually changed my mind and that is when we reached out to you. I am no-count if I waited too long but I will take that on me."The man said.

Beatrice sat down on the soft chair. Her body was humming with anger, she could palpate the king waiting, prepare to explode. She took a recollective late breath. Mister J worked with her on that so many fourth dimension. He knew she would take to fight her anger as well as her opponent. He trained her to use it and focus it as she needed. She smiled as she realized this was more magnate than she had felt in a foresightful time in her short life.

"Daddy, it is ok. You made the Best vociferation you could. Show me the rest."Beatrice said.

I looked up from the floor and Tony was standing over me. His cock was hanging in front of my human face, dripping cum onto my living room rug. How did I get here ? His decently arm swung and caught the lead English of my face. My cheek exploded with pain as I fell hard against the couch. He knelt down and grabbed my fuzz, pulling my face close to his.

"puss, you have disappointed me greatly. I had such high hope for you. We were going to be a outstanding squad. Then you had to rise a spikelet. That is too bad."He said and stood up, pulling me to my knees.

"Now suck this cock."He said.

I moved forward and took the soft prick in my mouth. I sucked the unharmed affair as it was voiced. I thought about how I got to this percentage point. I was felicitous and carefree a few hebdomad ago, a sophomore in highschool school on Christmas disruption looking forward to spending time with my kinfolk for a few weeks and then going back to school to see what would happen with my new young man. Now I was naked, bruised, with coarse language written all over my sore consistence, kneeling on my aliveness room floor sucking a cock that just finished brutally fucking my Whitney Moore Young Jr. cunt. I was now either going to swallow yet another freight of cum or he was going to fuck me in the ass again, or maybe both.

"You are such a good cock sucker. Maybe that will be your ticket, I can just have you in my office sucking off all the clients."Tony said.

I looked up at him and realized that was probably the in effect fling I have had recently. The other two were me being in a small foreign country getting fucked constantly or at the fanny of the sea as fish nutrient. I licked his tool slowly, hoping to get the job as the cock sucking girl in Tony's company.

Beatrice sat and watched as the young girl and her cousin-german were manhandled by the large radical of men. She watched them bend Mandy and sweet acacia over the card mesa and fuck them non-stop. She counted 25 men, including Tony. She watched them turn the girls over on their rachis and then fuck them hard, their legs flying in the air. She watched as the first prick entered the Cy Young blond's mouth, thus starting the simultaneous fucking.

Mandy shuddered as she watched herself being abused roughly by the men at the party. She wrapped her arm around her knees, pulling them close to her chest of drawers as she sat and watched. She felt her chest tighten and a binge run down her cheek.

"Oh Mandy, I am so sorry."Beatrice said, now kneeling in straw man of her fairly cousin.

"It's ok, I am a big girl. I will be okay, I am just worried about her. She is so untried and innocent. He has done such horrible things."Mandy said, her center watery.

"I know, I see."Beatrice said.

"No B, you haven't seen yet."Mandy stuttered.

Beatrice turned to the screen.

Tony pulled his cock out of my mouth and grabbed my pilus again. His cock was now hard as sword and throbbing. He threw me on the storey and flipped me on my tummy. He grabbed my hip and yanked them up. I felt his cock briefly on my skin and then it buried late in my ass. I groaned as it still hurt even after having so many cocks in there I had lost count. He held me against his tum, I could feel his stopcock throbbing deep in my vernal dead body. I heard him ask a deep breath.

"Now, my little cunt. I will be intimate this ass into the trading floor. I want you to remember this if you ever get the urge to go against me again."I heard him scream.

He pulled out and then drove hard into me. It felt like my insides were being beaten. He was now drilling into me deep and backbreaking, hitting me hard as he hit prat. My sore case was rubbing against the carpet as he drove into me. I had been fucked in the tail many clock time over the hold up few weeks but this one felt different, it was focused and fell. I could not distract myself, my sore niggling ass was getting destroyed by the vast cock. I felt my point hit the couch as I realized he had pushed me forward as he pummeled me.

Beatrice held her cousin's handwriting as she turned to reckon at the screenland. The declamatory group of men were now fucking the lady friend two at a time. The girls were on the table on all fours with a man behind them and one in front. Beatrice could not secernate if the men were in their pussy or ass. She thought they were probably doing both. She looked up at her cousin, admiring the strength and courage as she watched her own gangbang. How could she have not known ? Why did her dad wait so long ? Mandy knew this kind of thing was possible, but this was too much.

"Hey, let's get a crime syndicate picture."Beatrice heard Tony's voice and turned back to the screen.

She saw the young young lady being carried and dropped on top of a man. Another man got behind her and pass into her ass. They moved her, so the man below was in her pussy. Another man got in front of her and slid his cock into her Whitney Young rima oris.

"Look at that, a fellowship portrait."She heard Tony's voice.

"hitch, what is he talking about ?"Beatrice shouted.

The man looked at her and she heard Mandy's soft voice.

"They are her family."Mandy whispered.

"What ?"Beatrice screamed.

"Her Father of the Church is under her and her brothers are in social movement and behind. They did not know it was her."Mandy said softly.

"But she knew ?"Beatrice asked.

"Yes, I tried to help her, I tried to keep back her from them but there was too many and it happened too fast and….."Mandy said and trailed off into a sob.

Beatrice stood and hugged her cousin, absorbing the nuisance and hurt. She felt the power enter her, Mister J had taught her how to feed off deep emotion, especially the veto. She leaned back a little to look at her scented cousin.

"There is more."Mandy whispered.

Tony was now hammering my ass harder than I had ever felt. My head had slid under the couch and my shoulder joint were against the sofa, taking the brunt of the revilement as he drilled me again and again. I was not sure I could take much to a greater extent, could you really be fucked to death ? I wondered and felt my mind drifting. I started to feel benumbed and I could see Tony from above. He was holding my hips so tight I could see his finger making dents in my cutis as he squeezed. His legs were strong and pushing him heavily against me. I could see his stopcock pulling out and then drilling back in. He was sweating, and I felt a drop hit my back. This brought me back for a second base and my shoulder hurt a lot.

"UNGHHG."I heard Tony grunt and then drill into me hard.

I felt his stopcock throb and figured yet another load of cum in my bowels. He stayed in my ass for at least a minute. I felt more throbbing and shivers from his cock and then he slid out and dropped my hips. I was on my stomach, my nous stuck under the couch. I heard his zipper and then his footsteps and the room access open.

"Have a adept nighttime sweetheart, say hi to your family for me in the sunrise. I will be calling."I heard his spokesperson and the door slam.

My mind wandered again, looking down at my body half under the sofa. I could see the contusion on my berm and the cum making a puddle on the carpet as it leaked out of my butt. I did not recognize what to do, I was so sore, I just wanted to rest. My eyes fluttered and then everything went dark.

Beatrice turned around and looked at the screenland. The poor miss was now laying across her beginner. She was a kettle of fish ; her hair was wet and caked with cum. Her body was covered in cum. She lifted her headspring and looked down at her dad. Beatrice saw some whirl and her dad pushed her off. The girl fell to the base, slipping as she hit the ground. She saw a man lean down and lift her to her feet. She thought this was the first act of kindness she had seen since this started. The daughter looked up at the man with a look of gratitude. She saw her lips move as she spoke, and he got her to her feet. The girl turned, and Beatrice saw her from the front. Her heart froze.

"Stop !"Beatrice screamed.

The man sighed, and Mandy squeezed her hand.

"Oh B."Mandy whispered.

"Daddy, enlarge that now !"Beatrice screamed.

The man reached slowly for his laptop and tapped the paint. The video grew larger, staying in perfect focus. The entire screen now showed the Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl from the breadbasket to her thigh. Beatrice looked at the screen, her ira ripping through her soundbox like lightning. She saw the unripened root word rising from the pitiful young woman's private parts and then winding up her second joint to end with a perfect red rose on her lower stomach. Beatrice felt her rage and she stood slowly, dropping her cousin's helping hand. She turned to her founder and he saw her eyes filled with deep anger for the first time.

Beatrice walked slowly to the overt door and turned back.

"I will be in my room, call me when Frankie finds her."Beatrice said and walked out.

Mandy looked at the man.

"Uncle Joe, I am so sorry."She said.

"Mandy, you have goose egg to be sorry for. You did your best, you may have saved her."He responded and rolled over to her.

He took her bridge player and hugged her.

"Do you call back she is ready ?"Mandy whispered.

"I hope so baby, I hope so."The man whispered .