The truck pulled into the railyard and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The device driver, Denny had been working for the troupe almost 15 long time. He was in his late forty, but had the tone of a man who was about ten years immature 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 better workers that the company had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his ways when it came to working and a bit OCD about the parliamentary procedure of how he did his casual job. But he did his job with pride and to the best of his ability and the results were most often on the plus side so he was allowed a bit of a long three by management.

About a year ago, the company had hired some new device driver. Among those new doer was a young red haired girl named Dolichotis patagonum. She was in her early twenty, and she was absolutely beautiful. Mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore slack clothing to operate, a company shirt and the standard company underdrawers, but the way it draped her frame was a cute sight to nigh of the men who were favorable to gaze upon her beauty. Many longsighted flavor were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like well-nigh redheaded fair sex, mara was a bit of a firecracker. She was soft spoken but had a smile that would melt down even the crustiest of drivers, and she was well liked by her peers. Still though, there was a trace of evil behind those beautiful lite green eyes, an evil that was stoked from time to time and was sometimes injurious to the recipient. Denny was smitten at the first tidy sum of her.

A man twenty days Dolichotis patagonum's senior, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Mara's affections, in fact truth be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any fair sex. He was just a elementary black man that didn't draw many bunch and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Dolichotis patagonum had struck up a pretty well friendship. They talked about the job and the daily grind of it all and Denny offered mara the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran would be privy to. He mentored his Loretta Young pretty friend in the nicety and the protocols on how to work with efficiency, and revealed the shortcuts he knew to help oneself her get to her working day easier. Denny also would seem on her daily routes from meter to time bringing her coffee or water, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Dolichotis patagonum in the year that he knew her, and it was crystalize to everyone that he was smitten with her. Every clip he did something nice for her, Mara would smile and would have a look of gratefulness and it would satiate the void in Denny even though he knew deep down that a romantic relationship with his Quaker was unimaginable and never going to happen. It made him feel unspoiled ; kind of like he was a founder figure to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second base loot for him. He relegated his touch sensation to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one workweek Denny took a vacation. When he returned, Mara was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the company had hired some more driver, and a driver who was the Same age as Mara a Spanish kid named General Franco had caught her eye. During that hebdomad the two had dated a few times and had become sort of an particular. Denny and his kindness had been all but forgotten by Dolichotis patagonum, which would have been ok except that she had become very offish towards him now that she had a firm beau. In fact, Mara was acting very mean value to Denny. Since returning from holiday mara treated Denny like grease and it broke his heart. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty Lester Willis Young ovalbumin girl apparently wasn't what he thought it was. He was devastated. All he had ever been to Dolichotis patagonum was kind and now he was getting the brush off.

One day on the wharfage, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other bleak guys who worked there, terrycloth 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 very much. I mean I know I never had a chance with her given the age divergence and all, but I thought we at least were ally. Now I hear she talks tinker's dam about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too a lot Terry."

terrycloth :"Hey man ! fucking that cunt ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an musical theme. Did she hurt you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you mean ?"

Terry :"Answer my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Terry :"Ok here, ask this scorecard. You figure out a way to get that bitch to go to this reference and I promise you, things are gon na change for the amend. Don't worry, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a ass bitch anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. Dame Alice Ellen Terry patted him on the vertebral column and left. The card read : The Factory, 34 Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clew what was at that address, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the only way to block up the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the break elbow room. Two tables from him mara sat with Francisco Franco and they were giggling together. It was apparent that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not look in their commission. It was at that power point that Denny thought up a plan of how to get Mara to go to the reference on the line of work card that terry cloth had given him. Mara and Franco liked to frequent baseball club after work. But that night Franco had agreed to go a few minute overtime so going to a club would be off for that night. Denny thought promptly and devised a program. He got up from his lunch table and went to the bureau to call up some paper and a pen. He then wrote a letter to Mara…from General Franco :

mara

Only had to work 1-hour extra time instead of 3.

My pal called me and told me about this new place.

meet me there tonight. It's Called The Factory.

I'll see you soon baby.

-Franco

Denny got an envelope and put the alphabetic character in it along with the bill of fare with the address on it that Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Mara and El Caudillo to return to their truck to return to their itinerary. As soon as they were gone, Denny put the gasbag 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 ‘ Francisco Franco's'letter. A smile appeared on her human face and she quickly got her things and punched out and tug base. Denny hadn't a clue as to what was in store for his ex friend, but he smiled to himself knowing good well that she had taken the bait.

mara had decided to dress herself provocatively for her ‘ appointment'at the new nightclub with her fellow. She put together a dark blue skirt and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a pair of four-inch heel. She put this birthday suit quickly and got back to her car to head to the computer address on the identity card. The Factory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten minutes later, Dolichotis patagonum arrived at 34 Benjamin Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The building didn't look like a night club. There weren't any neon signs or anything, and the parking lot looked only about one-half full. mara deduced that it must have been an single clubhouse and it was still early and that the hard party wouldn't Menachem Begin until a little later.

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

Mara :"Excuse me…is this a position called The Factory ?"

Man :"Damn girl it sure is ! What can I do you for ?"

mara :"well, my boyfriend told me to meet him here. He told me it was a dance club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. involve a backside baby. The order isn't open yet, but would you like some refreshments ? I can order you a drink and have it sent here."

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

The black man pressed a release on the earpiece on his desk.

Man :"Hey yo Tyrone ! Bring me back a # 12, and make it a codification issue 7."

mara :"What's a computer code identification number 7 ?"

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two instant later, another blackamoor man came thru the door with Mara's potable rules of order and handed it to her smiling. She excitedly took a sip.

Mara :"Oh, this is good ! It tastes a little hard but ..."

With that mara's words trailed off and she slumped back into her chair and passed out. Her deglutition was definitely spiked with something that made her lose her consciousness.

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A few minute later, Mara began to slowly wake up. Everything was fuzzy and her head hurt. She looked around the way but she couldn't name out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to follow to some realizations one by one. low gear off, she realized that she was unadulterated naked. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird plastic chair, her peg and her bridge player were tied down. It also was light that her ramification were strapped higher than her head in what felt like gynecological stirrups. As Mara awakened further she realized that her sass was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and strong. Her ass had never felt that full before. As she looked around the room it was at that degree she realized that she wasn't alone. Seated in a chair across the way with his branch folded and watching her was a turgid Negroid man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his mid-fifties, and he was fit and mesomorphic and was wearing disastrous jeans and a Black t-shirt.

Man :"well Mara, you're finally wake up. calculate at you, you have no shtup idea where you at do you ?"

The man unfolded his subdivision and stood up and walked over to her. A unearthly grinning appeared over his face.

Man :"Girl you done fucked up ! You pissed some motherfucker off pretty bad because, no one knows about this place ! See, you were lured here. And tonight you gon na pay some mother-fucking repentance for some shit that you did to some mother 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 swain had told her to meet him and as far as she knew, he wasn't upset 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 whoreson ? All of these question would soon turn clear to mara as she lie defenseless and helplessly bound with her legs up heights in front of a huge strang black man.

Man :"Bitch don't be acting all innocent. You've been walking around and living your life like you were some kinda faggot red cent ! Well 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 numeration your favorable stars because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and firing program. 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 stock for you. But that's okay, your little white ass will yen for more after tonight anyways so it ain't no matter !"

Dolichotis patagonum took all of his row in. She still hadn't a clue as to what he was talking about. Her warmheartedness started to beat a little faster but the one affair 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 door ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big asshole too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the bounteous fucking that you eva had in you're dessert Polly pure bread animation. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for Sir Thomas 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 black man in high schooltime but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few week because he had died in a car accident shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chairwoman in a strange billet and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. Mara had never seen a nigrify turncock before but she had heard all of the rumour about them. Her affectionateness started to beat loyal again at the thought of being fucked by a clustering of them. Just then, the man leaned in between her branch and tugged and pulled out the object that was stuck oceanic abyss up in her asshole. It made a popping randomness and she stared in revulsion at it as he held it up to show her.

Man :"Yup ! This shit is a eight-inch black dildo and it was Lucille Ball deep in your asshole. seem at that splendid 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 time for the fuckings to commence."

With that the man opened the door and twelve of the biggest black-market men Mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their goliath melanise turncock swinging between their legs. Wow, Mara thought, those things look vast. A weird tingle started to come over her torso again and her kitty was getting very wet. It was almost like her body was salivating for what was about to bump to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud buzzer rang and startled Mara for a second. With that, one of the dark men walked between her high and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his helping hand pumping his tool to erection. It was huge. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any white hammer she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger into Mara's vagina.

Shirley Temple Man :"Hey man…this bitch is soaked !"

The man then removed his finger and started pushing the nous of his enceinte monster against her cunt lips. Dolichotis patagonum's back arched and a visible look of pain 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 content that no prick in her past had ever reached before. She felt like she was being impaled by a telephone pole.

After about two min, the man pulled himself out and another big black man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The second man gained access to her box with better ease than the 1st did, and Mara's bother was changing to pleasure. She began to moan around her gag as the secondly man got himself into a rhythm and pumped in and out with More dynamism. mara had her first orgasm of the night during this and it was the most intense one that she had ever experienced. Another two arcminute had passed, and another man took his turn of events. This went on for the succeeding 3 time of day, each of the twelve men taking spell, one after the early, fucking this cute little redheaded woodpecker's twat. Mara was having orgasm after orgasm and she was becoming a sticky hatful from all the semen these giant star were shooting deep into her cunt, and onto her alabaster whitened stomach.

When 3 hours had come the loud bell rang again and all of the men stopped and began filing back out through the threshold. Mara sat in her special chairwoman trying to regain her sens. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in storage for her next. Her original captor returned to the room.

Man :"wellspring beef, that pussycat is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's good ! But we gon na contribute that snatch of yours a residual for a while. See, it's time to see how very much dim dick you can get down. But you listen to me carefully because there are some rules. I'm gon na unlace you from that death chair and I'm gon na remove that gag. Then we gon na go down to a special room that is specially made for dick sucking. That's decent gripe, a glorification hole elbow room. Once I put you in there, you will soak up each and every dick that is pushed through the hole. You will not prick, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will swallow every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any encroachment of these rules and you will experience to suck all those dicks anyways but it will be Sir Thomas 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 release her from the chair. He then removed the gag from her mouth and then handed her a bottle of water. Mara quenched her thirst and then followed the man out the room access. She followed him down a sickly lit corridor that had several door connected to it. From behind the closed threshold she could hear groan and haphazardness, and auditory sensation of intimate pleasure. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only womanhood going through this weird experience.

At one point on their journey, the man opened an occupied threshold and allowed Mara to glance inside at what was going on. interior, a short big-breasted longhaired blond was locked into one of those medieval wooden stocks, with her feet, her hands and her head securely locked in. au naturel black men surrounded her and she was being force fed a long black peter deep into her oral cavity. The men were very rasping with her pulling her hair and slapping her face. It was a horrifying lot and mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her original capturer then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's pegleg were a bit wobbly from being tied in the hot seat for so long. She guzzled some more water trying to clear her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to keep on her balance while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin White colored door. The room inside was small and looked like a pocket-size W.C.. It had a chair in the gist of it and it was turned towards the back wall of the room. On the back bulwark there was one large hole about seated head floor in the wall.

Man :"Ok beef, necessitate a behind and get ready. When the bell rings, every tool that comes through that cakehole you suck it until it cums. This dogshit ain't over until the bell rings again, so I suggest you keep yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na suck them all anyway so do yourself a party favour and do it in here where it will be more comfortable for you. Remember, big brotha is watching you so do what I tells ya ! Now get in there !"

Mara entered the room and sat in the chair and the man shut the door and locked it. About a minute later the bell rang and the number one Shirley Temple hammer was pushed through the kettle of fish in the wall. It was huge, almost the total length of her arm. Mara hesitated for a few second then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few times. It began to grow to her touching and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the capitulum of it and tried to take up it the best that she could. She was having a bit of a hard meter fitting it into her throat so she started to use her custody to attend to her back talk. Mara stroked and sucked the big Negro schlong to the Charles Herbert Best of her abilities. After about seven recollective mo, the cock started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall moan in pleasure and then she felt her mouth filling with his dim seed. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouth. She didn't think it would stop. Once finished, the man's pecker disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to solve on it.

This went on for another three minute. Dolichotis patagonum sucked each black hammer presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her stomach was beginning to fill and her mouth was beginning to adulterate. There was no telling how many different shaft she sucked, Dolichotis patagonum had lost numeration after the seventh one, but by the end of the three hours mara could fit a solid 7 column inch of inwardness into her mouth and down her throat. Before tonight, mara wasn't a fan of viva sex. She had always found it a tad gross. She would oblige her past boyfriends and suck their dicks during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The go three hours though, after sucking legion big Shirley Temple Black cocks, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a crash trend and she was passing it with flying colors.

The toll rang again and no Sir Thomas More turncock were put into the hole in the paries. Her original captor returned again and opened the threshold to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her next sexual terminus. Mara's demeanor had changed by this time. No longer was she afraid or scared. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying what was happening to her. They arrived to another elbow room, which had a longsighted skinny about twenty-inch wide table in the center of it. There were shoulder strap hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two long harness roofy. Mara was told to lie on her back on the board. She was then harnessed at the waist 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 ropes at her articulatio talocruralis. After they were secured and tied, the roach were tied to another set of ropes that were tied to send that were located above her pass. Basically these R-2 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 Negroid men started filling the way. Her original captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh knockout you gon na enjoy this next exercise. See, each one of these studs over here, they gon na have it off that close short white ass of yours and wear it the shtup out ! And just to keep your mouth officious, you're gon na simultaneously toss 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."

Mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal sex before. The only thing had ever been up her ass in her lifespan was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious. Her essence started to crush faster. What she was being told she was about to do was disgusting with every cerebration she had of it. Then the toll rang again and Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her header and turned and stuck his filthy shit right over her face and pressed it onto her horn in and mouth. It stunk. Dolichotis patagonum coughed and tried to pull in away from it but there was nowhere for her forefront to go. The black man whose ass was covering her face yelled at her.

Black person Man :"Lick it squawk ! thrash it now !"

Terrified, Mara stuck her tongue out and started to lick the man's hirsute asshole. It was disgusting and the smell was putrid. Just then she felt her own asshole being sprayed with a wet substance, which she figured was some kind of lubrication. A few seconds later, she felt the stinging pain of a vauntingly penis being jammed into her prick. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to reduce on her ass licking duties to distract her from the pole being shoved into her sozzled bastard. After two minutes, the men rotated out and mara had a new mother fucker to lick and a new cock up her ass. After a while, her ass was more accepting to the girth of then black cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty just and her slit was starting to get wet again.

During the next three hours, Mara licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and took every man's cock balls deep up into her plastered little White River anatomical sphincter. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two clock time each making her hole a sticky cum filled wad. The bell rang again signifying that this academic session had ended. The men filed out and Dolichotis patagonum began to wipe her mouth with her bare munition trying to get the gustatory modality of ass off of it to no avail. She was then released from the roach, picked up from the board, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her original captor returned again.

Man :"Well squawk, this was just a taste, so to speak of what could come about to a stuck up white cunt like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in animation because you never ever have sex what their connections are ! Now…I bet you want some of this body of water huh ?"

Mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few long draught from it. After a few seconds she passed out. She had been drugged again.

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A few minute later, Mara awoke at her own apartment in her own bed. She thought to herself that she must deliver been dreaming. Those thoughts disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still defenseless and her asshole, twat, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her face was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her toilet and brushed her teeth vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathtub and took a foresighted cum cleansing shower. She tried her comfortably to picture out why she had endured the past tense night's activeness but couldn't come up with any solution. Dolichotis patagonum decided to blank out it all and after her shower returned to her bed and fell into a long deep sleep.

A couple of sidereal day later, Mara returned to work. At the time clock she saw her former contraband booster Denny talking to terrycloth. Her eyes immediately and involuntarily went to their crotches as she walked towards them and she was convinced that she could see the outline of their cocks. Her pussy began to weewee again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. since she was fucked silly by numerous big black cocks and now she was suddenly craving more. Mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by mordant prick again was very strong. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and Terry then punched her time card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's mouth hung open 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 house trailer in the chiliad 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 beef would be different."

Dame Ellen Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded workfellow's pussy.

The End