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Missing Mom series

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard Labor

Ricky kidnapped Jolene and had her at home with his lady friend Kendra.

They abused her with a brutal fostering seance. Ricky and Kendra take the bitch to a Poker Party to get money to pay the bills. Abused at the salamander party, the next dawning Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] Pimp her out, blush with money they get a delivery of movie equipment. The manner of speaking men and then relatives juncture for a roughshod gang bang. Four calendar month later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Seth brings two Shirley Temple guys who own a club. They try Jolene out and buy her to use in their club. Now over 8 months knocked up Jolene finds herself absorbed at a Shirley Temple Black lodge. With labor just starting she is ass fucked to hasten working class while a compact way watches.

Jolene is in a club merging elbow room surrounded by gang members, small clock time hoods and locals looking for a well fourth dimension. Mary Jane fills the elbow room. Men are talking and laughing milling around laughing at the white bitch.

Jolene has passed out. The club has designed a platform for her delivery. As the platform is pushed into situation the men in the room start clapping, laughing. An ingenious but simple contrivance it hangs from the roof by cables. There is a foresightful 2 x 4 with two legs splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the gripe's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross member's match creates a fad of excitement. The guild BOSS peak to the 6 nails protruding 3 inch from each of cross 2 x 4's."This is to hold back the Bitches Andrew Dickson White Ass in place."“ Nine Nails for each nerve"Laughing and cheering break out.

turmoil built as Six men lift the unconscious Jolene up to set her on the political platform.

Jolene comes to, screaming.

"What are you doing."What is going on."

"Ah, the prostitute is back with us. This is you delivery table."

Jolene twists her header to see what he is talking about."NO, you can't put me on that. NO"

Jolene spots the nails."hold, no, you can't do that. turn back"Jolene tries to twine and release but the men

have a firm clasp. They lift her up and the men in the eye let her ass free fall on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an animal type scream.

Almost in shock absorber, she is scared to shin. She is overcome with fear.

A ratchet shoulder strap is wrapped around below her belly holding her ass tight to the platform.

There is an duplicate 2 x4 at her shoulders and another strap ties her down her pep pill body at the shoulder.

Finally her legs are banquet with her ankles placed outside the 2 x4"Y"and tied down with more ratchet down straps.

"Oh My God, take me off this. I can't rent it. please Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided piddling supporting but draw of pain. The breeze through bit into her ass."Take me off. I am thirsty, I need something to drink."

"No, not that."“ No."Jolene could barely cry out as a cock rained piss on her face. Soon other men joined in covering her in piss. A thug started to jerk off shooting cum on her boldness. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry kick. hand her some more."Men on both sides shot their loads on her face. A finger's breadth reached out to spread her lips and a cum cargo shot into her mouth.

"Drink up Cum Slut."“ Cum trollop"“ Cum Whore."“ White Trash."

Men reached out running their deal over her shape. Her beat-up meat was pinched, twisted, slapped. Jolene screamed. She begged for help, to be taken off the terrible platform.

The Club boss laughed."gradation binding"“ back. tranquility"

"pickings off his belt he doubled it over and dragged it slowly over her body."

Jolene trembled in fear. She could only babble mendicancy, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The foreman brought the belt down over Jolene's thigh's.

The audio of the bash hitting her thighs again echoed through the way. Her already bruised legs became cherry and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The shout and thigh-slapper from Jolene became fainter. The nails clutches her ass in post became more and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the belt cracked over her torture tits. frigidness piss poured over her mind revived her.

Everyone in the way was standing, yelling, screaming. The party boss stopped the smash whipping. Laughing at her screams he slapped her grimace. Slapped her knocker. Men from the way began crowding around her head. Cigar smoke blew in her font. A hand slapped her bald head.

"PUSH pushing PUSH PUSH"Everyone was yelling shriek. The honcho grabbed her back talk and screamed in her squawk cheek."pushing push HARDER."

1 Hours Later :

Jolene's labor continued. Her typeface, tits, belly thighs were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a prospect to cum on the bitch in Department of Labor. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The crew stood back, quiet, subject to look on her struggle, her face contorted, her back arching, trying to find some comfort. Cum coating her body glistened. Men laughed quietly at every groan and moan. They waited patiently for the screaming coda as the doctor signaled the livery was near.

As another hr passed the audience became unsatisfied."Push bitch"“ net ball go"“ Push, energy, energy"

There was yelling, cat-calls, taunt. Marcus got up walked over to Jolene. He puffed on his cigar and blew the smoke in her face. He blew on the cigar and pressed the burning tip against her spite breast. As she screamed he grabbed her face and screamed."Push harder or I will put it out on your pussy."

Doc checked out her cunt."springiness her a little More of the belt. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new spot to works his cigar, Darian removed his belt, a broad leather studded whack with a heavy warp. He doubled it up and raised over his chief. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A look of little terror filled her grimace. Darian smile raising the belt further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the buckle end. Jolene's consistence trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her scream was hoarse. The leg muscles quivered. pocket-size pieces of skin stuck to the belt studs. Little Zen of pedigree appeared along the leg.

Another thug joined Marcus, he pulled her straits up by the picayune hair left on her shaved psyche so she could see the cigar against her breast. She flinched when the cigar touched her breast but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his knock down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the whang whistling down.

The crew in the room got rowdy, screaming at her, taunting, laughing."Again, Again."

Doc held up his hand for the beating to stop.

Doc took another feeling at her cunt."It's working, she is going to pop."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throes of bringing. He body rick trying to extend against her chemical bond. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's screams and the twit and scoffing of the me filled the room.

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The delivery over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was quiet and disconsolate. Barely witting she moaned in nuisance."Why did they leave her like this."“ What would hap next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and lights came on. Jolene turned her head, sight blurred she could lay down out the shape of two men and two woman. Barely able to utter she begged them to aid her.

"Please take me off of this, delight facilitate me. Please…"

The men were dressed in gang colors and their bitches wore amobarbital sodium blue jean and leather undershirt, their breasts almost fully exposed. The laugh and joked as they circled around Jolene."This White Bitch is really make out up."“ spirit at those welt and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the white slut is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard take her to the junkyard and nail her to a palette. have it on a pile and cauterize it up."

"Put this piece of shit out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can deliver some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's tit. Little white driplets appeared

"Look we got some milking to do. Get me some rope."

Jamal found some old rope laying in a corner.

Charise looped it around Jolene's left breast, knotting it at the bottom looping it

around pulling as tight as she could leaving the tip of her breast bulging out red.

Jolene who had appeared in semi-conscious grogginess jerked up screaming.

Charise began milking Jolene's tit, laughing as the kick screamed in pain.

Myalia, the other gang bitch, had her own ideas. Her helping hand was already one-half way in Jolene's stretched bitch.

Jamal grabbed the right breast squeezing it at the base while milking her nipple with the other.

Jolene twisted against the rope holding her to the 2 x 4"s. Darnell was rubbing and slapping his cock against her face.

Milk squirted from her savage teat. Cum splattered over her look.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the lost beef cunt.

human face Fucked, milked, puss fucked Jolene passed into a craze. As her reply dropped her tormentor became more beastly. Finally Jolene's consistency shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her nipples did nothing. The four tormenters relaxed laughing about the metre up piece of meat.

Finally Jolene started to revive. Having fun enough for now her tormentor talked over what they should do next. They decided they would pilfer her off for themselves, their own petty white nookie toy.

They hoped she would make active it to the old manufacturing plant where they would go on her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the ground they could see the horrible wounds in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his paw over her descent ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right hand there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankle and wrists were bound with rope and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the R-2. They lifted her up like a piece of meat to impart her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered body hanging down. Charise lifted up her headway, spit in her face and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the dread dark future.

The End .