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(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)
Events in Megan’s and Maureen’s hometown have taken a strange twist. Rumors and speculation are running wild. The police were treating Maureen’s disappearance as a possible suicide or runaway. They were not interested in more bad publicity for their town.
At the women’s club the buzz was all about Megan.
“Marge, can you pass the creamer.”
“Sure, what do you think about Megan?”
“I heard she went black.”
“Yea, pretty little doubt she was out whoring, down in the hood.”
‘I don’t thing she was whoring, just going to down there to get fucked by black thugs.”
“Yea, why would some guy come out here just to go to here place.”
“Because the little whore had been fucking him.”
“I hear those ghetto blacks can be huge.”
“Those cocks must have been splitting that bitch.”
“She was doing a bunch of then?”
“That’s what I heard, Yea fucking a crew” “Taking three or four at a time.”
“Greedy little white trash. HAHaHa.”
“That little slut, then she had it coming to her.”
“Yea she wanted so that’s what she got.”
“Well what happened to her mother, I could never stand the bitch.”
“She’s probably out some where, fucking black cock.”
“HaHaHaHa.”
“Jane, can you pass the coffee.”
Maureen knelt in the basement. He knees were in pain as she was kneeling on metal angle irons. She was tie to a pole so she had little freedom of movement. The basement was dark except for the TV showing videos of her daughter’s ordeals. Why did she ever decide to meet with Antoine. She was alone, scared, terrified. After an hour Antoine returned. She begged him to take her off her knees, let her out of the basement. She would do anything, anything, no trouble.
“Please, Antoine, don’t leave me here. I’ll obey you, please.” Antoine just smiled. He turned off the TV, shutoff the lights and left Maureen in the dark. “Oh NO, Please , no.” Maureen was in total distress. There was no escaping the constant pain, no rest. Then she heard the noises. Scurrying and squeaking. RATS.
She could see nothing but she could hear them.
There was a noise here, then there. “AHHHHGGGG” a rat ran over her foot. Then over her leg. She shook her leg and screamed to scare it off. She felt one ccawl up her leg. She shook and screamed. On it went through the night. Minutes seemed like hours. What time was it? When would someone come back?
She wanted someone, no mater what they would do, anthing would be better.
Antoine finally returned turning on the light.
“Please untie me, Please don’t leave me here. Please I’ll do anything”
Antoine was pleased. That is what he wanted to hear from his breeding Bitch. He was going to make sure she would do everything he wanted.
“The Rats, they were all over. They were on me.”
“Yo I gots jst the da thing fo dat”
Antoine returned with two traps.
“No there are to many, let me go, take me anywhere. Please.”
Antoine just smile. He took a trap, opened it wide and placed it on Maureen’s breast. It was opened pretty wide for her ample tit meat.
“What are your doing? OH no.!!!” Maureen felt the strong grip of the trap on her breast.
He took the other one and placed it over her other breast.
“Stop this, NO.” Maureen wanted to call him crazy but caught herself.
“Please have mercy on me.”
“Yu look nice wit dem on you Tits, bitch.” “Dey shuld make dem nice and sensitive, yu be mo horny den ever.” He pulled on the traps and played with them, laughing loudly.
“Yu have a nice time wit dem rats.”
“You are Crazy, this is crazy.”
“What di yu say, bitch, I’ll show yu crazy.”
“No No, I did’t mean it. I am so sorry.”
Antoine took some rope and attached a piece to each trap. He then took a heavy bar and tied the rope holding the bar to the traps. This pulled heavily on Maureen’s tits.
“Now yu be sorry, yu cunt, see who yu call crazy, Better lern to watch you tongue.”
Antoine turned of fthe lights and left Maureen again.
Her breasts ached from the traps and the weight. “How can I stand this, this is unbearable. He can’t do this.” “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Hours later Antoine returned. The traps had the desired effect. Maureen was bawling, seemingly out of her mind. Antoine untied her and removed the traps. Antoine moved over to the couches and Maureen crawled behind him. Her legs were too cramped to walk. “Yu get over here, time fo sum mo Breeding”.
Antoine lay down and he made Maureen get on top of him.
“Dats it, slide you cunt on my cock.” Maureen was kneeling, facing
Antoine.
As Maureen humped Antoine her swollen tits bounce above his face. He reached up and manhandled them.
“Igona tittie fuck you after done wit da breeding.”
Maureen was in pain, her tits ached, her legs, knees were swollen but she kept up fucking, terrified if she did not please him. On it went, until Antoine heaved in orgasm, inseminating the bitch once again.
Antoine wasted no time. He switched places with Maureen. She was now laying face up on the filthy old bed. He straddled her chest slapping her swollen breasts. “Gonna fuch dem titties now.”
“OH please, they hurt so much NOOOOOOOOOO.”
“OH Yea, dye feel good” Her tits were squeezed, slapped piched and finally he.
“AHHHHHHH.” Maureen screamed as he fucked her tits.
Suddenly she flet her hair grabbed and her head pulled ot eh side.
“We Back fo mo.” It was a pair of Antoine’s friends returning to join in. They pulled Maureen up so her her head was over the end of the bed. One of their cocks was in her mouth while the other slapped her face while Antoine kept up the severe tittie fucking.
“MY MAN, Antoine, How is dis white Hoe compd to her bitch daughter.”
“Dat piece was da finest. Nice red hair wid da cum in it. I like fuking dat freckeled white ass da best.”
“Da tittie sandwich was da best tastin”
“How was it wen yu did her, ya know, burnt her.’
“It was da best, yu culd hear her scream and den yu could see her body in da flames.”
“Good shit dat fo shu.”
Antoine grabbed Maureen by the hair. “Yu better take car my boys here o yuednup like dat littwl hoe kid o yose.”
Maureen nodded her head, mouth full of cock. She was desperate; she didn’t want to be burned.
She didn’t want to spend another night tied up in torture. She would do what ever they wanted.
“Keep dem yees open. Lokkee at us.”
Maureen looked up. There was Antoine looking down at her. She could see him fucking her breasts.
She could see his friends, their cocks in her face. They were smiling and laughing with a beer in their hands. “Have a beer Antoince. “Later man I got me hands full of dese her titties.”
As Maureen looked up they spilled some beer on face stinging her eyes.
“Keep dem eyess open ye hear me bitch.”
The smell of the beer mixed with the smell of their dirt cocks. Soon cum shot across he face first from one and then the other . Antoine screamed as he squeezed her tits tightly cum over her chest. His buddy’s rubbed their cocks over her cum soaked face.
“Fuking cum faced bitch. Yu had it cumin Baby.”
One of the guys grabbed her and they dragged her over by one of the support poles. The other got a 2 x 8 piece of wood and nailed it cross wise to the support bean. He then took a 2 x4 and nailed it a couple feet lower again cross to the pole. They then dragged Maureen over to the pole.
“NOOOOOOO” “what are you going to do.” “I did everything you wanted.” “Please I can’t take any more”
Each of Antoine’s pals tied a rope around her wrists threw the rope over the top cross beam and began to hoist her up. As she began to stretch out Maureen became frantic. Her arms were tied to the cross beam.
Her knees knelt on the lower cross beam and she was tied off there. She was kneeling painfully on the thin 2 x 4 with her arms tied above her. Everything ached, her shoulders her knees as they walked away leaving her.
The lights went out and again she was in the dark.
Time had no meaning to Maureen. Every minute was an hour. It was not day or night. She had no way of knowing how long she had been in this position or how long she would be there. The thoughts of Megan swarmed over her. She could hear the rats around her on the floor. Her body was in pain. She wished she would pass out. She would do anything if she could only be down from this torture.
To Be Contnued
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