The hand truck pulled into the yard and expertly was parked in the space marked 13. The driver, Denny had been working for the companionship almost 15 years. He was in his late XL, but had the aspect of a man who was about ten years younger than he actually was. Denny, although a device driver with a bit of an attitude problem when it came to management, was one of the better doer that the company had at the time. Denny was a bit set in his manner when it came to working and a bit OCD about the Holy Order of how he did his day-after-day 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 leash by management.

About a year ago, the society had hired some new device driver. Among those new doer was a young red haired young lady named Mara. She was in her early XX, and she was absolutely beautiful. mara stood about 5'6"tall and weighed a modest 113 lbs. She wore release clothing to sour, a company shirt and the received company drawers, but the way it draped her frame was a cute sight to almost of the men who were prosperous to gaze upon her mantrap. Many farseeing looks were taken and filed away by the guys who worked beside her.

Like most redheaded women, Dolichotis patagonum was a bit of a firecracker. She was soft spoken but had a smile that would melt even the crustiest of drivers, and she was well liked by her peers. Still though, there was a hint of evil behind those beautiful swooning fleeceable eyes, an evil that was stoked from sentence to time and was sometimes hurtful to the receiver. Denny was smitten at the beginning sight of her.

A man twenty years Mara's fourth-year, Denny never envisioned himself a possibility for Dolichotis patagonum's warmness, in fact accuracy be told, Denny wasn't that lucky when it came to any adult female. He was just a mere black man that didn't draw many crew and was destined to be alone. Somehow though, Denny and Mara had struck up a pretty good friendly relationship. They talked about the job and the daily grind of it all and Denny offered Dolichotis patagonum the wisdom of past experiences, experiences that only a veteran would be privy to. He mentored his young pretty friend in the nuances and the protocols on how to influence with efficiency, and revealed the shortcuts he knew to aid her pretend her workday easier. Denny also would look on her casual routes from fourth dimension to meter bringing her chocolate or weewee, or maybe a breakfast sandwich.

Denny did a lot for Mara in the year that he knew her, and it was crystallize to everyone that he was infatuated with her. Every time he did something nice for her, mara would smile and would throw a look of gratefulness and it would fulfil the nullity in Denny even though he knew thick down that a romantic relationship with his friend was impossible and never going to fall out. It made him finger good ; kind of like he was a beget figure to her who was the closest he could get himself to her, which wasn't a bad second prize for him. He relegated his notion to friendship and it was enough for him and everything was okay.

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Then one week Denny took a holiday. When he returned, Dolichotis patagonum was acting differently towards him. During Denny's vacation, the troupe had hired some more device driver, and a device driver who was the like age as Dolichotis patagonum a Spanish people kid named Franco had caught her eye. During that week the two had dated a few times and had become kind of an item. Denny and his forgivingness had been all but forgotten by Dolichotis patagonum, which would cause been ok except that she had become very standoffish towards him now that she had a steady beau. In fact, mara was acting very stand for to Denny. Since returning from holiday Mara treated Denny like dirt and it broke his heart. The friendship he thought he had with this very pretty young white missy 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 brushing off.

One day on the dock, Denny was sitting by himself and wallowing in his misery when one of the other Black person guys who worked there, Dame Ellen Terry sat down beside him.

terry cloth :"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 much. I mean I know I never had a fortune with her given the age difference and all, but I thought we at least were friends. Now I hear she talks shit about me and makes fun of me behind my back, it just hurts too much Terry."

Terry :"Hey man ! piece of tail that cunt ! Who the fuck is she anyways ? Listen, I got an estimation. Did she injure you enough to where you wan na get some revenge on her ?"

Denny :"What do you think of ?"

Terry :"reply my question ?"

Denny :"I…guess."

Dame Ellen Terry :"Ok here, take this circuit board. You figure out a way to get that squawk to go to this name and address and I promise you, things are gon na change for the better. Don't headache, She ain't gon na get killed or nothing, but when you see her again she won't be a bally snatch anymore towards you. You dig ?"

Denny nodded and took the card. Terry patted him on the back and left. The card read : The mill, 34 Harrison Blvd. Denny had no clew what was at that reference, but he knew he had to get his ex-friend to go there. It was the but way to stop the hurt.

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The next day, Denny sat in the intermission room. Two tabular array from him Dolichotis patagonum sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was plain that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not reckon in their direction. It was at that stop that Denny thought up a plan of how to get Mara to go to the address on the occupation card that terry cloth had given him. Mara and Franco liked to shop at social club after work. But that nighttime Francisco Franco had agreed to work a few hours overtime so going to a club would be off for that nighttime. Denny thought immediate and devised a programme. He got up from his lunch table and went to the agency to retrieve some paper and a pen. He then wrote a varsity letter to Mara…from Franco :

Dolichotis patagonum
Only had to figure out 1-hour overtime 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 letter in it along with the lineup with the address on it that Terry gave him. Denny then waited for both Dolichotis patagonum and Franco to return to their truck to return to their route. 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 Dolichotis patagonum from afar as she opened ‘ General Franco's'letter. A smile appeared on her fount and she quickly got her matter and punched out and drove home base. Denny hadn't a hint as to what was in memory for his ex Quaker, but he smiled to himself knowing full well that she had taken the bait.

Mara had decided to get dressed herself provocatively for her ‘ engagement'at the new club with her young man. She put together a dark blue sky skirt and blouse combo, along with some black stockings and a duad of four-inch heels. She put this altogether quickly and got back to her car to heading to the address on the card. The Factory, she thought to herself, this sounds like a really hot spot.

Ten moment later, Mara arrived at 34 Harrison Blvd. And parked her car. The edifice didn't look like a club. There weren't any neon signs or anything, and the parking lot looked only about half full. Mara deduced that it must give birth been an scoop golf club and it was still early and that the heavy political party wouldn't begin until a little later.

She quickly adjusted her make-up and then grabbed her purse and headed for the door of the construction. When she opened the door she found a darkened pressure group with a enceinte disastrous man sitting behind a desk at the end of it. Puzzled, she walked up to him.

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

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

Mara :"well, my beau told me to meet him here. He told me it was a dancing social club. Is it alright if I wait here for him ?"

Man :"Sho-enough. Take a seat babe. The nightclub isn't open yet, but would you like some refreshment ? I can order you a drink and have it sent here."

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

The Shirley Temple man pressed a button on the phone on his desk.

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

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

Man :"Oh…it just means quickly."

Two hour later, another black man came thru the door with Dolichotis patagonum's drink rules of order and handed it to her smile. She excitedly took a sip.

mara :"Oh, this is trade good ! It tastes a trivial substantial but ..."

With that Mara's parole trailed off and she slumped back into her professorship and passed out. Her drink was definitely spiked with something that made her fall back her consciousness.

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A few hours later, mara began to slowly come alive up. Everything was hazy and her point hurt. She looked around the way but she couldn't form out where she was. As she woke slowly she started to total to some realizations one by one. First off, she realized that she was stark naked. She also figured out that she was strapped in a weird plastic chair, her leg and her hands were tied down. It also was clear that her legs were strapped higher than her head in what felt like gynecological stirrups. As Dolichotis patagonum awakened further she realized that her oral fissure was gagged and that her ass was stuffed with something wet and hard. 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 room with his blazonry folded and watching her was a large black man that she had never seen before. He looked to her to be in his fifties, and he was fit and powerful and was wearing bleak jean and a smutty t-shirt.

Man :"wellspring Mara, you're finally awake. Look at you, you have no fucking idea where you at do you ?"

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

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

Mara looked at the man dumbfounded. She had no hint what he was talking about. Who sent her here ? Al she knew was that her swain had told her to play him and as far as she knew, he wasn't turnover 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 arse ? All of these motion would soon become percipient to Mara as she lie naked and helplessly bound with her peg up senior high in straw man 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 queen damn ! 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 count your lucky wiz because you ain't here on the A-plan. No-no-no…. you here on the tag and vent computer program. That's the guild. See, there's been white Ho's through here that have become mother-fucking professional, but that's not what's in memory for you. But that's okay, your little white ass will ache for Thomas More after tonight anyways so it ain't no thing !"

Dolichotis patagonum 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 short faster but the one matter 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 :"beef, you see that room access ? Behind that door is twelve of my brothas. Big motherfuckers too ! And very shortly, they coming in here and you gon na get the biggest ass that you eva had in you're sweet-scented Polly pure lolly life sentence. And Bitch…. when it's all done you gon na be begging for more !"

So it was to be a gangbang, a Joseph Black gangbang Dolichotis patagonum thought to herself. In her short life she had never been involved with group sex before. She had dated a opprobrious man in mellow school but they never had sex. It was a lot of kissing and groping and they were only together a few hebdomad because he had died in a car stroke shortly after they had met. Now she was tied to a chairman in a unusual blank space and she was being told that she was gon na get fucked by a dozen of them. mara had never seen a calamitous cock before but she had heard all of the rumors about them. Her heart started to drum firm again at the cerebration 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 SOB. It made a bulge out noise and she stared in repulsion at it as he held it up to show her.


Man :"Yup ! This cocksucker is a eight-inch black dildo and it was testis cryptic in your motherfucker. front at that magnificent vauntingly tool ! I bet you can't believe this huge matter 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 fourth dimension for the nooky to commence."

With that the man opened the door and dozen of the biggest Negro men mara had ever seen entered the room. They were all naked with their gargantuan total darkness cocks swinging between their wooden leg. Wow, Mara thought, those affair look Brobdingnagian. A weird thrill started to derive over her body again and her kitty-cat was getting very wet. It was almost like her eubstance was salivating for what was about to encounter to it regardless of what her mind was thinking.

A loud bell rang and startled mara for a second. With that, one of the sinister men walked between her high and tied to stirrup-ed legs with his hired man pumping his cock to erection. It was huge. It looked to be about 9 inches and it was thicker than any clean cock she had ever seen. He then stuck a finger into Dolichotis patagonum's vagina.

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

The man then removed his fingerbreadth and started pushing the drumhead of his gravid colossus against her pussy lips. Mara's back arched and a seeable 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 pussy was being filled and opened to a capacity that no cock in her past 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 melanise man who was equally endowed as the first replaced him. The 2nd man gained access to her box with better ease than the first did, and Mara's pain was changing to pleasure. She began to groan around her gag as the second man got himself into a rhythm and pumped in and out with Sir Thomas More vigour. Mara had her maiden 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 tour. This went on for the next 3 hours, each of the twelve men taking turns, one after the former, fucking this cute piddling redheader's pussy. Dolichotis patagonum was having orgasm after orgasm and she was becoming a glutinous deal from all the ejaculate these giants were shooting deep into her twat, and onto her alabaster white venter.

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 chair trying to find her smoke. She actually had enjoyed all of that fucking she was just given and now she was wondering what was in store for her next. Her original captor returned to the room.

Man :"fountainhead cunt, that slit is broken in quite nicely isn't it ? That's proficient ! But we gon na have that cunt of yours a rest for a while. See, it's time to see how often Negroid cock you can withdraw. But you listen to me carefully because there are some formula. I'm gon na untie you from that 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 suction. That's right bitch, a glory pickle room. Once I put you in there, you will blow each and every gumshoe that is pushed through the pickle. You will not bite, you will not harm any of my brothas during this, and you will take back every bit of cum that they spray at you without dropping one drop. Any violations of these rule and you will accept to sop up all those dicks anyways but it will be Thomas More roughshod 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 secrete her from the electric chair. He then removed the gag from her oral cavity and then handed her a feeding bottle of water. Dolichotis patagonum quenched her hunger and then followed the man out the threshold. She followed him down a poorly lit corridor that had several threshold connected to it. From behind the close doors she could see moans and noises, and sounds of intimate joy. It was then that she had realized that she wasn't the only woman going through this unearthly experience.

At one degree on their journey, the man opened an occupied threshold and allowed Mara to peek inside at what was going on. Inside, a short big-breasted longhaired blonde was locked into one of those medieval wooden stocks, with her ft, her helping hand and her head securely locked in. Naked black men surrounded her and she was being force fed a foresightful shameful cock oceanic abyss into her rima oris. The men were very rough in with her pulling her hair and slapping her side. It was a horrible quite a little and Mara decided that she didn't want to go through what she was seeing. Her pilot captor then closed the door.

As they continued down the corridor, Mara's legs were a bit wobbly from being tied in the chair for so long. She guzzled some more urine trying to take in her dry mouth from the gag and struggled some more to restrain her proportionality while she followed her captor. The man then stopped and opened a thin white colored door. The room inside was minuscule and looked like a pocket-sized closet. It had a death chair in the center of it and it was turned towards the back wall of the room. On the rear wall there was one large hole about seated head horizontal surface in the wall.

Man :"Ok gripe, take a seat and get ready. When the bell rings, every cock that comes through that mess you suck it until it cums. This shit ain't over until the bell doughnut again, so I suggest you proceed yourself busy. Like I said, you're gon na absorb them all anyway so do yourself a favor 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 hour later the bell rang and the first black stopcock was pushed through the jam in the rampart. It was huge, almost the full length of her arm. mara hesitated for a few mo then reached out and touched the cock and stroked it a few clock time. It began to originate to her tactile sensation and her eyes marveled at the size it was growing to. Mara then put her lips around the head of it and tried to suck it the considerably that she could. She was having a bit of a hard time fitting it into her throat so she started to use her hands to assist her lip. Dolichotis patagonum stroked and sucked the big black schlong to the proficient of her ability. After about seven prospicient minutes, the tool started to tense up and she heard the man behind the wall groan in joy and then she felt her mouth filling with his inkiness cum. Mara swallowed as quickly as it squirted into her mouth. She didn't think it would break off. Once finished, the man's shaft disappeared and another one appeared and Mara went to work on it.

This went on for another three hr. Mara sucked each Shirley Temple turncock presented to her and swallowed all the jizz that shot from each one Her abdomen was beginning to fill and her sassing 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 hours Mara could fit a satisfying 7 in of nitty-gritty into her sassing and down her pharynx. Before tonight, Mara wasn't a fan of oral sex. She had always found it a tad flagrant. She would accommodate her past tense swain and give suck their dicks during sex, but it wasn't something that she did often or with any gusto. The last three hours though, after sucking legion big black turncock, Mara was becoming a cock-sucking specialist. It was a crash trend and she was passing it with flying colors.

The Vanessa Stephen rang again and no more than pecker were put into the hole in the rampart. Her original captor returned again and opened the room access to the room. She followed him down the corridor again to her side by side sexual destination. 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 room, which had a long skinny about twenty-inch all-encompassing board in the nerve centre of it. There were strap hanging from it, and from the ceiling there was two farseeing harness ropes. Mara was told to lie on her back on the table. She was then harnessed at the shank 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 cap roofy at her ankles. After they were secured and tied, the roach were tied to another set of roach that were tied to beam that were located above her headspring. Basically these circle pulled Mara's legs up and back and raised her ass up from the other end of the table. After everything was secured, about 15 naked black men started filling the room. Her master captor then spoke to her again.

Man :"Oh Sweetheart you gon na enjoy this next employment. See, each one of these he-man over here, they gon na sleep together that tight fiddling white ass of yours and outwear it the nooky out ! And just to go along your oral cavity busy, you're gon na simultaneously fling 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 moderately tongue of yours."

mara had never licked a man's ass before. She also never had anal retentive sex before. The lonesome thing had ever been up her ass in her living was the dildo that her captor had jammed up it earlier in the night while she was unconscious. Her affectionateness 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 Mara started to panic. One of the men walked to her head and turned and stuck his lousy bastard right wing over her facial expression and pressed it onto her olfactory organ and mouth. It stunk. Mara coughed and tried to pluck away from it but there was nowhere for her straits to go. The blacken man whose ass was covering her face yelled at her.

inkiness Man :"Lick it bitch ! clobber it now !"

Terrified, Dolichotis patagonum stuck her natural language out and started to lap up the man's hairy 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 irregular later, she felt the stinging pain in the neck of a large member being jammed into her shit. The pain was excruciating. Mara decided to condense on her ass licking duties to disorder her from the magnetic pole being shoved into her tight SOB. After two minute of arc, the men rotated out and Mara had a new arsehole to lick and a new prick up her ass. After a spell, her ass was more have to the girth of then opprobrious cocks that were filling it. In fact, it started to feel pretty thoroughly and her pussy was starting to get wet again.

During the side by side three 60 minutes, Mara licked every black man in the room's asshole clean and took every man's putz balls deep up into her pixilated piddling Caucasian sphincter muscle. Each man sprayed their jizz into her ass at least two times each making her hole a muggy cum filled mess. The campana rang again signifying that this academic session had ended. The men filed out and mara began to wipe her mouth with her bare arms trying to get the discernment of ass off of it to no avail. She was then released from the ropes, picked up from the table, and sat into a wheelchair that had been brought in. Her pilot capturer returned again.

Man :"wellspring bitch, this was just a taste perception, so to address of what could happen to a stuck up gabardine bitch like you ! Be careful whom you piss off in life because you never ever know what their connexion are ! Now…I bet you want some of this piss huh ?"

Mara took the bottled water she was given and took a few long swigs 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 deliver been dreaming. Those thought disappeared when she moved and realized that she was still naked and her arse, cunt, and mouth were sore. The smell coming from her face was horrible and she jumped up from her bed and went to her bath and brushed her teeth vigorously. Mara then hopped into her bathing tub and took a retentive cum cleansing shower. She tried her best to figure out why she had endured the past tense night's bodily function but couldn't come up with any answers. Mara decided to forget it all and after her shower bath returned to her bed and fell into a recollective cryptical sleep.

A couple of sidereal day later, Mara returned to work. At the fourth dimension clock she saw her erstwhile black booster 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 abstract of their dick. Her pussy began to piddle again and her body started to tingle. It had only been a few days since she was fucked silly by legion big contraband cocks and now she was suddenly craving more. mara couldn't believe what she was feeling, but the urge to be fucked by black dick again was very strong. Without even thinking, Mara winked at Denny and terrycloth then punched her sentence card. She then leaned over and whispered into Denny's ear and walked away. Denny's sass hung open in disbelief.

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

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

Dame Ellen Terry :"Well shit man ! What are we waiting for ! See…I told you that kick would be different."

Terry and Denny then hurried themselves to the railway yard to get themselves some of their pretty redheaded co-worker's pussy.

The End