Lisa slumped, hitch, sweating exhausted.

Lisa's head swirled in an unconscious state.

( Warming up for a meet Lisa looked across the trail domain. With the sun in her eye she squinted to
see a man walking toward her. Tall, solid strides she could make 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 dependable. She didn't want him to go back, not back
to that fearful place. )

Man dat sume crazy shit. Laughed Lamont.
Did u hear her screaming.
Yea that was cranked up, now fo sum good fucking.
Yea lets fuck dat little cunt. Bang her hard.

OH diddly man, look at dat. Is she numb ?
Cyrus looked a Lisa motionless on the floor.
No, she breathin, must be passed out.
digital audiotape alright, we can have it away her anyway.
U be sick man, I not fuckin no unconscious bitch.
Man, fuck em whild they still warm.

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

HAAAAAAAAAAAA White Castle and a whiteness Bitch.

Cyrus, take dis 8 track over to Lou, he wants if fo his beater. Get a 20 fo it.
Man what you screwin labialize fo that piffling tinker's damn fo, Lamont.

The young brothers 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 automobile and shit they come
to me to go dem.
DAT good business concern, 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 sunup blueing hour. As long as she could remember this was time with her Dad.
They would run before sun up, fog, rain snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would moderate
with the execute songs, cleaned up for his Whitney Moore Young Jr. daughter. Now often she would do the jumper cable and he
would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one result, Fighting commencement, but they both knew that could not be,
maybe someday for former female child )

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

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


sang-froid ! ! son of a bitch thought Lamont. Fucking shifty 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 snow, they would run. When she was young Dad would lead
with the running songs, cleaned up for his young daughter. Now often she would do the lead and he
would follow and the lyrics were not so ladylike. When her Dad asked he what she wanted to be,
there was only one answer but they both knew that could not be, maybe some day for other girlfriend )

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

Dammmm, thought Lamont, nothing to ruin a adept meal like having to look at that asshole.
They sat at the tabular array, got a few beers and Jose grabbed a few yellow-bellied terrapin from Lamont's bag.

fuck free loader MF thought Lamont. He can wolf these sliders.
Fucking dozen slider would be nothing for this fuck.

Hey man this is my dinner. OKKK Lamont, Justtt going to have 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, break her a little relaxation then… ...

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

Jose sat future to Lisa and sat her up following to him.
She sat limp, still out.
Verrryyy seeet, Hmmmm nice.
Jose ran his script over Lisa tits.
He fondled her tit, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.

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

("You'r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running stand in front
with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black cars pulled up. The driver of the mediate car got out and opened the punt door. Lisa's dad walked over. Mr. D'Angelo, it is a pleasance to see you. They shook hands.
Marc, I wanted to tell you how gallant everyone is of you. Thank you Sir.
This must be Lisa. You look so much like your grandmother. Thank You, Sir.

Lisa, I worked with you grandfather at the grocery, him and your gran would be so proud.
After some diminished talking, Lisa's Dad and Tony walked to the car. Marc if there is anything you or your family need, you let me know. Lisa is wonderful I hear upright thing about her, she is like you mother, a beautiful angel. Lisa was stunned that Mr. D. even knew who she was. )

Jose spread her legs and rubbed between her mound. He had his
centre fingerbreadth rubbing her pussy. He rubbed and distorted her.
His hands ran up and down Lisa's legs, he pushed a finger inside her and then another
probing and prodding indoors her.

Then he was finger fucking her with two fingers.

Jose, u one cast fuck Man, she is fucking out cold Man.
Jose only smiled. OHH, she is so sweet, so young.
His digit kept pushing inside her.

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

My brother, heee came up and had to bequeath to form in the fields and left
her with meee. Sheee was so sweet.


What a prick thought Lamont but there was no stopping him now. Fucking Cyrus the Younger had to
bring him.
Jose lifted Lisa and layed her on Lamont's weight bench. He took a carpus and
tied it with Mexican valium to the free weight stand bar and then the other manus to the former side.
Jose smile as he looked at the helpless unconscious teenager on the bench.

He grabbed a leg and tied the articulatio talocruralis to the free weight bar up on the standpoint, pulling it up and spacious and
then tied up the former. Lisa was bent like a pretzl, back two-dimensional and legs up over her head.
Lisa's legs were tied wide of the mark, ass up in the air, purulent encompassing open, inviting a fuck.

Jose dropped his pants and straddled the workout bench. He ran his rough hands up and down the
Whitney Young thigh.

Lamont thesseee girl esee a
SLEEPING BEAUTY.

I AM GOING TO shag dormancy 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 dick slid abstruse inside her. He leaned into her, fucking her as thick as he could.
Her dead body stretched against the weight unit of his terrible rape.

Still not awake, Jose leaned even further forward and spit in her face.
He slapped her cunt face, one way and then the other. Lisa moaned and awoke screaming.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
Terrified she woke from her unconscious mind state.

She was tied to the exercise bench looking up at this big, rugged, have in mind looking fat screw, his cock inside her.
His bearded typeface, gold tooth, beard and nark clothes were a scene out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her with his pecker. Her arms and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hired man around.
He held her compressed and hurl deeply inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


To Be Continued