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Missing Mom series

Prior : Missing Mom –Hard Labor

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

They abused her with a unrelenting fostering academic session. Ricky and Kendra take the gripe to a salamander Party to get money to pay the peak. Abused at the salamander party, the next first light Doc Rosen advises rest even as he abuses her himself. Ricky and Kendra ] Pimp her out, flush with money they get a rescue of movie equipment. The pitch men and then relatives juncture for a brutal ring bang. Four calendar month later Kendra and Ricky have been tricking Jolene out for money. Seth brings two dim guy 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 intent at a Black nightspot. With lying-in just starting she is ass fucked to get labor while a mob room watches.

Jolene is in a club encounter elbow room surrounded by gang phallus, small time hoodlum and locals looking for a good time. Smoke fills the way. 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 political platform is pushed into lieu the men in the room get-go clapping, laughing. An clever but simple contraption it hangs from the ceiling by line. There is a long 2 x 4 with two legs splitting into a"Y ”. Across the base of the wye are three 2 x 4's where the beef's ass will be supported.

What is on the cross member's catches creates a rage of fervour. The club BOSS points to the 6 nails protruding 3 inch from each of hybrid 2 x 4's."This is to go on the Bitches White Ass in place."“ Nina from Carolina Nails for each Cheek"Laughing and cheering good luck out.

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

Jolene comes to, screaming.

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

"Ah, the whore is back with us. This is you deliverance table."

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

Jolene spots the nails."waiting, no, you can't do that. Stop"Jolene tries to twist and deform but the men

have a firm bobby pin. They lift her up and the men in the in-between let her ass drop on the nails.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'Jolene lets out an sensual case scream.

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

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

There is an extra 2 x4 at her shoulders and another strap ties her down her upper trunk at the shoulder.

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

"Oh My God, take me off this. I can't take it. delight Please"Jolene cried. The 2 x 4's provided little musical accompaniment but lots of pain. The pick up 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 hammer rained peeing on her aspect. Soon other men joined in covering her in piddle. A thug started to buck off shooting cum on her brass. Desperate, Jolene licked up what she could."Cum hungry Bitch. Give her some more."Men on both English shot their loads on her face. A finger's breadth reached out to open her lips and a cum load blastoff into her mouth.

"Drink up Cum Slut."“ Cum loose woman"“ Cum Whore."“ ovalbumin Trash."

Men reached out running their work force over her pulp. Her baste meat was pinched, twisted, slapped. Jolene screamed. She begged for assist, to be taken off the terrible platform.

The Club knob laughed."STEP BACK"“ cover. quiet"

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

Jolene trembled in concern. She could only babble begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting.

The BOSS brought the bash down over Jolene's thigh's.

The auditory sensation of the rap hitting her thigh again echoed through the room. Her already bruised leg became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘ Again. Again. Again."The call and screams from Jolene became fainter. The nails storage area her ass in place became more and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.

Jolene passed out as the belt cracked over her tortured boob. Cold water supply poured over her psyche revived her.

Everyone in the room was standing, yelling, screaming. The foreman stopped the bash lashing. Laughing at her screech he slapped her face. Slapped her tits. Men from the way began crowding around her head. Cigar smoke blew in her face. A hand slapped her bald head.

"get-up-and-go PUSH PUSH thrust"Everyone was yelling scream. The BOSS grabbed her mouth and screamed in her bitch face."thrust PUSH HARDER."

1 hour Later :

Jolene's labor continued. Her face, breast, belly thighs were all covered with cum as everyone in the room had a probability to cum on the cunt in Labor. Her groans continue if somewhat subdued. The crowd stood back, lull, subject to keep an eye on her struggle, her face contorted, her back arching, trying to incur some comfort. Cum coating her body glistened. Men laughed quietly at every moan and groan. They waited patiently for the screaming finish as the doctor signaled the saving was near.

As another hour passed the audience became restless."Push gripe"“ let go"“ Push, button, get-up-and-go"

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

Doc checked out her twat."Give her a petty more of the whack. That should get her going."

Darian stepped forward and even as Marcus found a new daub to plant his cigar, Darian removed his belt, a astray leather studded whack with a large buckle. He doubled it up and raised over his head. Jolene cried out,"Nooooooooooooooo ”. A look of affright filled her face. Darian grinning raising the belt further back, bringing it down on Jolene's left leg with the clasp end. Jolene's body trembled as she involuntarily arched her back, her preggo belly heaving out. Her belly laugh was hoarse. The leg muscles quivered. pocket-sized firearm of skin stuck to the bang scantling. slight dots of blood appeared along the leg.

Another thug joined Marcus, he pulled her caput up by the niggling tomentum left on her shaved heading so she could see the cigar against her breast. She flinched when the cigar touched her tit but screamed when he blew on it turning it red. Darian dragged his swath down Jolene's left leg. Again he raised his arm bringing the belt whistling down.

The crowd 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 facial expression at her bitch."It's working, she is going to pop."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Jolene screamed in the final throes of delivery. He body wrenched trying to stretch out against her bonds. The men were screaming. Jolene was soaked in sweat. Jolene's screams and the taunts and jeers of the me filled the room.

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The speech over, Jolene was still strapped to the"Y"made of 2 x 4's. The room was quiet and dark. Barely witting she moaned in pain sensation."Why did they leave her alike this."“ What would bechance next."She had been left alone to suffer.

Suddenly the door opened and lights came on. Jolene turned her head, vision blurred she could give out the shape of two men and two women. Barely able to mouth she begged them to assist her.

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

The men were dressed in pack colouring material and their gripe wore blue jeans and leather vests, their breasts almost fully exposed. The express joy and joked as they circled around Jolene."This Stanford White Bitch is really fucked up."“ Look at those weal and burns."Charise laughed."Surprised the white slut is still alive."

"What are they going to do with her."

"I heard bring her to the junkyard and nail her to a pallet. cast it on a pile and burn it up."

"Put this man of mother fucker out of her misery."Laughed Darnell.

"But We can let some fun first."

Charise pinched Jolene's nipples. short 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 behind looping it

around pulling as besotted as she could leaving the tip of her knocker bulging out red.

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

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

Myalia, the early ring squawk, had her own melodic theme. Her hand was already half way in Jolene's stretched bitch.

Jamal grabbed the rightfulness chest squeezing it at the foundation while milking her tit with the other.

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

Milk squirted from her savaged mamilla. Cum splattered over her face.

Myalia's fist was now full inserted into the helpless kick cunt.

aspect Fucked, milked, pussy fucked Jolene passed into a hysteria. As her response dropped her tormenters became more brutal. Finally Jolene's dead body shut down. She slipped into unconsciousness. Slapping her face and twisting her pap did nothing. The four teaser relaxed laughing about the beat up piece of meat.

Finally Jolene started to animate. Having fun decent for now her persecutor talked over what they should do next. They decided they would hook her off for themselves, their own little white fuck toy.

They hoped she would make up alive it to the old factory where they would keep her. Jolene was cut off the 2 x 4's.

Laying on the ground they could see the ugly wound in her ass. Jolene moaned as Jamal rubbed his script over her roue ass. Jamal was so hot seeing her punctured ass he wanted to ass fuck her right there but the others convinced him to wait/

Her ankle and articulatio radiocarpea were bound with roach and a 2 x 4 was slipped through the Mexican valium. They lifted her up like a piece of meat to stock her off. She hung head down, helpless, her battered soundbox hanging down. Charise lifted up her head, spittle in her grimace and laughed."Going with us for some fun."

Jolene faced the fearful dark future.

The End .