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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)
(Maureen is held the hood where she is tortured over night and then raped, only to be tied up over night again in pain.)
Six Months Later
“Band of Bitches”
The 67 Chevelle SS 396 pulled up to the old Italian Bakery. Vito looked out, at two of his favorite customers getting out of the car. What could you not like? Two really cute girls and really good people, his niece Theresa and her friend Coleen. “He got their regular cups of “Cap” ready while they would pick out some Italian pastry specialties.
“Vito, Coleen got a problem, bout Her cousin, Megan.
“Yes Terrible, Terrible.”
“The police seem to be going nowhere. She is going to start looking into the case, find out what is happening.”
“She is looking for a heads-up, to get started.”
“Colleen, your uncle Mike is still on the job?
“Yea but I hate to get him involved, unless I have to.”
“Ok, talk to Joey M., Theresa, you know over on 10th at the body shop.
“Word out it was black gangbanger, but they are not too interested in finding him.”
“NOT INTERESTED?”
“Yea you know, do want to stir up the pot.”
“Go talk to Joey M.”
“Tell Mr Marcase it is Vito’s nice, Therese and a friend.”
“AH, Theresa, you shouldn’t be a stranger, haven’t seen you since you graduate.
“Hello Mr. Marcase, this is my friend Coleen.”.”
“Ah, Coleen a fine lass to brighten up an old man’s day, please call me Joey.” “Vito called, how can I help Coleen.”
Mr. Marcase looked at the two girls. Back in the day they would never have been friends, a Mick and a Dago. But now, things are different. They have common enemies.
“Joey, my cousin Megan was murdered. There seems to be no progress.”
“I have asked around but have not gotten any answers.”
“I want some answers.”
“Coleen, I am sorry for your loss. I know about her. She was a great girl”
“Joey wrote down some names.” “Here are some people you should be interested in.”
“The cop, the word is he has movies.” “They just hang out, watch the movies and little else.”
“MOVIES??”
“Yea this black banger recorded lots of it, his face is hidden.”
“He may also have Maureen.”
“OH NO, I thought she ran away or committed suicide.
“No, that is just a cover up.”
“The next name, DA, he is just trying to keep things down, no one wants to hear about black on white crimes.”
“You mean like the Knoxville girl?
“Exactly.”
“They don’t know who the guy is but the gangsta rapper who owns the Heavenly White Bodies lounge might know.” It is a club specializing in white girls for the black under culture. They sell their drugs and then get hopped up on drugs and fucking white girls.”
“Be careful, it is very dangerous down there.”
“Good Luck Coleen.”
“Thank You Mr. Marcase.”
MO da HOE
Maureen, Mo as Antoine called her, was a fine Knocked-Up White MILF. Pregnant from Anoine’s breeding she had turned out to be a great asset. Antoine had begun to pimp her out as soon as she became pregnant. Night after long night of hard bondage torture had worked well. She obeyed his orders without question fearful if she did not she could spend another terrible night. . Maureen had a nice full belly and her tits had begun to swell. As she went longer in her term, Antoine became careful, for her health. He gave her days off but if the price was right he would still turn her out. Like Antoine said. “Sum exercise is good even if you be a knocked up white Hoe.”
Antoine came home with some Fried chicken.
Sitting down in his lounge chair, he signaled for Maureen to come over. She knelt in front of him and took off her top. She flopped her tits on his lap, his cock already stiffening.
Maureen took a bottle of baby oil and lubed up her breasts and Antoine’s cock. She began to tittie fuck him, his cock buried in her preggo tits.
“Dem tittie of yo’s getting finer every day.
He grabbed her nipples, squeezing and twisting them. They had already began to ooze. “Can’t wait to milkin dem.”
Mo moaned as her nips were now so sensitive. “Let me do it.” Mo let go of her breasts and Antoine took them in his big hands . H slapped them watching them ripple and then twisted and pinched the nipples trying to get some fluids out of them.
He kept jacking his cock with her tit meat. He was fucking her tits so hard they were getting raw.
Finally he let his cum shoot with a good load. “OK,Mo, wipe it up and swallow it.”
“Yea dat’s it, suck it all down.” “Cum sucking slut. Haaaaa.” Antoine put on a ball game and had Mo bring him a beer. “OK, now yu can suck my cock while I watch da game.
Antoine liked for Mo to suck on his cock while he watched BB, keep him hard for a long time.
Mo knew what he liked and sucked slowly, taking his balls in her hands.
“Mo, git da door, sounds like my frends are here.”
Mo got up but gave Antoine a worried look. “What friends?”
“Don’t be worrying yo bitch ass bout dat. Git da dorr.”
Mo. Opened the door to find three black guys.
“Yo, u must be da bitch we gonna do.”
“Really poppin mamma.”
“Who are you? ”
“Mo: “ dese a few of da homie’s.” “We gonna do you gangbang, der boss be on da way.”
“Say momma, yu really hot.” Jamal started to kiss Mo and started to fondle her breasts.
Damon slid his hand and down her sweat pants. “Reellly gonna like fuckin yu.
Yea chimed in the third. “Heard yu a real whie lut pece
“Antoine, do I have to?” I am a little too far gone for that now.” “Can’t I just rest.”
“Mo, Im litte short a cash, so git yo ass movin and fuckin.”
“I don’t think I should be doing any more of that.”
“What da fuk Yu takin bout Bitch, Yu a Hoe and dats what da Hoes do.” Antoine grabbed Mo by the hair.
“YU my cow, my cash cow.”
“Time fo yu to learn back you lessons. Git yu tied up fo da nite”
“No wait, Antoine, I didn’t mean it. “Wait, Wait, Please.”
Jamal pulled down her her sweat pants.
“Smaaack.” Mo took a good whack to her ass. Jamal then pulled her tight to him and kissed her.
“Lik da feel of dat full belly gainst me.” He was tight against her belly.
“Stop you are hurting me.”
“Dats da idea, white Bitch.”
“Smaaack. Smaaack.” “Like da feel of dat fat white ass of yo’s.”
Damon grabbed Mo from behind. She could feel his hard on rubbing up against her ass.
Reaching around he grabbed her breasts. Jamal kissed Mo and grabbed her breasts also.
Now four large rough black hands were on Mo’s breasts. She was trapped between two black studs.
“OHHHH, please stop, I can’t take it. AAAAA, stop it. Stop squeezing my nipples. No more. Please.”
“I’ll suck you, I’ll do anything, just leave my breasts alone.”
Damon grabbed her nipples from behind twisting and pinching them between his thumb and fore finger. Jamal had her breasts in his hands pinching, twisting and turning.
Mo was pinned between the two big strong black dudes. She could feel their hard ons. He breasts wee mauled by both them.
“HMMM, nice titties, nice preggo fuck meat bitch.”
“Never had no knocked-up white bitch fore. “
“Yu feel gooood, gonna be a good fukin gangbang tonite.”
“Damon, my man, feel dat belli.”
“Damon took his hands from Mo’s nipples and started to rub over Mo, pregnant belly.
The door opened and three more men walked in. One was obviously the boss. He had a fancy hat and gold chains.
“Boss we warmin up da white hoe fo yu.” “She pretty hot poppin momma.”
The BOSS grabbed Mo by the hair and looked her in the eye.
“Me nd my boyz onna get to know yu.” “Yu gonna get to know my cock.”
“No please, too many guys, I can’t take it. Please no.”
“What yu talkin bout Tramp. I hurd you like da black cock.”
“Yu gonna get a treat today.”
The BOSS and his two guards, sat down on the old sofa.
Damon pushed Mo to the ground. “Git on yo hands an knees.”
“Walk around like the Bitch dog you are,”
“Turn to da boss, so hese can see dat belly and dose Tits Hanging.”
“Ok crawl towd da boss man.” “Ok, now shake back and foth, so he can seese that bitch meat shakin.”
Mo was made to crawl around like a dog. After wiggling her tits and ass on her knees they had her stand up.
“Turn around and bend over, spread those ass cheeks.”
Damon got behind her and pushed his finger between her pussy lips.
“Nice fat cunt yu got. Gonna get a good workout tonite”
“Ok back on Yo knees, tell da BOSS you want to suck his cock.”
On her knees. “OH no please, I feel ill. Just let me rest.”
Antoine jumped in front of her. Seeing him.
“No No. Mr. BOSS, I want to suck your cock.”
“OK bitch bring it on.”
Four Hours Later
Maureen lay in her dog cage on her dog bed with a simple blanket. It was the dog cage Antoine kept her in. He was gone and she was left alone in the dark. She was shaking, trembling from her ordeal. The gangbang had been terrible in her knocked up condition. She had been fucked without mercy. Fucked hard in the ass, mouth and pussy. They had rubbed their cock against her belly till they jacked off. Her hair, her belly, her face were coated with cum. Cum still oozed from her pussy and her ass.
She had watched the BOSS pay Antoine . Maureen shivered thinking of that pig, that brute, the BOSS. He had brutally fucked her ass. Pounded her for what seemed forever. He would not stop, fucking, slapping her ass. They took turns. Then they joined in one last gangbang. Maureen shuddered to think of it.
They were so big, so strong, so brutal. She was still shaking when Antoine returned. He unlocked her cage and sat down on his recliner to watch a game and drink some beer. He had a pizza and sat eating.
“Get over here Bitch, suck my cock. Mo didn’t dare hesitate. She crawled over on her knees and started to suck him slowly. Licking his balls, taking his dick deep into her mouth. She would have to service him through the whole game.
To Be Continued
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