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From Private School Girl Megan and Antoine
(Private school Megan had returned from school to her nice suburban home. She was surprised by Antoine who had made a day trip from the hood to look for a house to burglarize. She has been raped, tortured and disfigured by the sadistic intruder. Antoine has let down his guard allowing Megan to get a knife while he is not watching Antoine robs the house, finishes off poor Megan and torches the house, returning by train to the hood.)
(Megan’s Mom Maureen begins to get taunting messages from Antoine about her daughter’s rape, torture and death. Maureen became obsessed and agreed to meet Antoine. She was kidnapped herself in the hood where she is being bred while suffering torture now herself Maureen is held the hood where she is tortured over night and then raped, only to be tied up over night again in pain.)
(Maureen(Mo the Hoe) as Antoine calls her is is almost six months knocked up. Antoine had been taking it easy on her but had her gangbanged for extra money.)
(Mo learns she is to be featured at a bar raffle to get some funds for Antoine. Antoine’s drug partners abuse her and she is driven to the bar where she is abused. She is tied spread eagled on a stage for all to see. Meanwhile a raffle is being held.)
(Maureen is attacked by black hoe’s. The 10th prize raffle winners are selected to torture Mo with clamps, dildo fucked her and cruelly debase her. The pregnant white bitch suffers terribly with much more to come)
Maureen hung upside down barely conscious. Her tits and preggo belly hung painfully, distorted.
She was stretched hanging by her feet tied to a spreader bar, her arms tied to a wooden beam.
Tits and pussy were clamped and pinned.
The bar was packed with a wide range of men. Old black guys, winos, young gang bangers,
hoods of all types. Smoke from cigarettes, cigars and pot filled the air. The noise was deafening
as rap music blared from speakers and everyone tried to talk over the din.
Maureen was left to hang in a bar filled with men eager to see her suffer. Joints ached,
muscles cramped, every part of her senses felt pain. She tried to look around. She could feel
cum hitting her belly and dripping down as black cocks jacked off over her body. The guys
were laughing, joking, taunting.
She hung there desperate to find relief. Her legs spread wide were an invitation for men to
rub her pussy and finger fuck her. Rough cruel hands. Hands slapped her ass and legs.
How long could it go on? How much could she take until…….
OK Everyone –Next Prize winner
9th prize - Ass whip datBitch wit a studded leather belt. 10 lashes to warm up her fat slut ass for some serious fucking.
Winner is ticket 1203.
Fuck Ya, right here.
Cheers erupted as LaShawn jumped up on the stage.
He raised his fist to cheers.
Yea, whip dat Bitch. Bout time we quit playin with her. Whip her good.
LaShawn was handed the leather strap belt. About 12” long with a long round black handle. The
strap part was about 8” wide and lined with metal studs. He waved the mean looking
belt through the air.
Gonna whip me some Bitch meat. Dat bitch gonna feel some black heat. No mo playin round.
Maureen was lowered. He legs were undone from the spreader bar and her arms
untied from the beam. She lay there for a short time, barely able to move. She hoped she could just
lay there, it felt so good. She tried to beg but could only groan with the mouth restraint holding
her mouth wide open.
She was force to her knees as LaShawn taunted her with the leather paddle.
Yu gona suck my cock befo I beat yo ass.
He grabbed her by the hair and forced his thick black cock in her mouth. LaShawn face fucked
the pregnant white bitch taunting her while the crowd laughed. Maureen gasped for air as the
cock choked off her air.
Suck IT Bitch. SUCK IT GOO YU WORTHLESS BITCH. TAKE IT DEEP.
Face Fucked, Maureen still had all the devices attached to tits and pussy. The pegs came off her face
as the fucking continued. LaShawn pulled his dick from her mouth slapping her face with his cock. He held her hair ramming his dick into her mouth and then pulling it out.
Knocked up white fucking Whore. Take it all the way.
He jammed his rod down her throat laughing while she gagged.
He held his cock down he throat watching her choking for air and then
pulled out shooting his load over her face as the crowd cheered.
The leather straps holding Mo’s mouth piece were removed.. Maureen began
immediately babbling, begging, crying.
Please NO more. Please Please.
DATs it, Beg yu Bitch.
Stop this, I can’t take any more. This is insane. PLEASE.
Her wrists were attached to the metal cable and she was hoisted very slowly.
Screaming, Maureen begged for them to stop.
Please Let me down. No more.
Slowly they pulled her up as the crowd chanted and laughed.
WHIP HER WHIP HER WHIP HER WHIP HER
She was stretched until fully suspended only touching the ground with her toes.
Again her shoulders, arms and wrists burned.
LaShawn waved the metal studded leather paddle through the air so Maureen could see.
She twisted around in a completely futile effort to somehow, anyway escape.
The crowd started chanting ONE ONE ONE ONE calling for the first ass whipping.
LaShawn played to the crowd, waving the paddle through the air.
Maureen was screaming.
Stop Stop Stop
Suddenly without warning the paddle whistled through the air catching Maureen squarely across her
fat pregnant white ass. Maureen let out a fitfull scream as her body quivered.
Loud cheers and clapping filled the room.
Lauvaugn twisted Maureen around so all could see the red welt growing quickly with the nasty
marks from the metal studs showing signs of blood.
TWO TWO TWO TWO the crowd chanted.
LaShawn taunted Maureen.
Nine moe coming BITCH. He screamed at her.
The crowd was yelling, screaming.
WHAAAACK.
The leather strap connected again. Maureen’s ass cheeks rippled like an earthquake.
Her body recoiled with another scream. The strap had marked yet another part across her ass.
Without warning LaShawn stuck again and again in two rapid moments catching Maureen off guard.
STOP STOP NO MORE – PLEASE STOP PLEASE
More of her ass showed the red welts of the strap. LaShawn took a close look rubbing his hand
across her red ass cheeks.
A nold guy came out of the crowd.
Herez a bowl of da hot sauce, and I added mo pepper to it.
He took the bowl and started spreading the mix over Maureen’s red ass cheeks.
It took a moment to take effect but Maureen started to wrench and scream.
Her ass was coated with the stinging muck. Her ass burned more than ever.
LaShawn struck again. Number five only
The strap drove the hot sauce, salt and pepper mix into her ass.
Maureen’s head hung now, only slow whimpers, crying moaning.
LaShawn grabbed her by the hair and slapped her across the face.
Fucking Bitch. I just warmin up dat ass for some black ass fuckin comin yoo way.
Da brothas gonna fuck yu good nuff, dat fo sho.
Stop This. Please no more. I can’t take it. Please
WHAAACK
Six hits and was Maureen was already a quivering, crying sniveling bitch.
Her head hung down as she seemed to pass out.
One of the black Hoe’s came from the kitchen with a bucket. Sneaking up behind Maureen she
dumped the bucket of ice water over her head.
Maureen shook, revived by the shock of the ice water. The Hoe left the bucket on Maureen’s head and
banged on it with her hand.
Wake da fuck up yo white hoe.
Marureen hung by her arms on stage in front of the crowd. Her tits were still bulging from the
straps and were still clamped and pinned. Now her head was covered with the metal bucket.
She screamed but her voice was muffled by the bucket.
The crowd was laughing and screaming. LaShawn took the strap and swung as hard as he could
Hitting the bucket on Maureen’s head. The jolt and sound shook her head. She could not see it coming.
Her ears rang from the metal bucket.
The noise in the bar was deafening, Maureen could not see what was going to happen.
She could hear the chant: SEVEN SEVEN SEVEN.
The strap caught her across the back of her thighs. Maureen jerked twisting her legs.
She couldn’t see, there was shouting.
EIGHT EIGHT EIGHT
Nothing happened.
What was happening? What would happen next. She almost hoped for another belting,
better than whatever else. She waited, what could be next?
The bucket was pulled from her head. LaShawn was only inches from her.
Ready fo sum Mo. Wortless Whit Hoe.
EIGHT EIGHT EIGHT
Please NO NON NO no more.
The chanting became louder.
Maureen shook and quivered from number eight but hardly recovered when
nine and ten struck. She screamed a bloody scream, the crowd drew quiet for a second
and then erupted into cheers.
Maureen’s head hung down.
The Bar was shaking too. Feet were stomping, everyone was yelling. screaming.
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
LaShawn raised the leather paddle for the crowd to see.
It was blood covered with pieces of skin hanging from the studs. He put the paddle in front
of Maureen’s face. She could see her skin and blood on the paddle. Pieces of skin hung,
clinging to the metals studs.
LaShawn licked some of the blood and swallowed some skin, laughing.
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE
To Be Continued
8th Prize – mouth abuse.
To Be Continued
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