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Kidnapped Debutante Chapter 8: Morning Workout
For several minutes the gray-haired woman watched the dejected teed struggle to keep the foul contents of her stomach down. When it became evident that the teen was seceding the gray-haired woman bellowed, “Start them hands a pumping and keep them pumping, Twat!”
Wendy started whimpering from the pain she was causing herself as she slowly move her fists up and down.
Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack!
“AAAARRRRGGGGEEEEAAAAGGGGEEE!” Wendy howled as the electrical wire once again danced across her welted back.
“FASTER, TWAT!”
Wendy yelped in agony as she fucked herself in her cunt and shitter as raptly as she could with her own hands. As painful as it was Wendy was sure the gray-haired woman could and would inflict even more pain upon her young body and still force her to fist fuck herself. So Wendy pumped her hands up and down as fast as she could.
“That's it Twat, you just keep your personal dildos a pumping it them disgusting fuck holes. That way my son will have two prepreped fuck holes ready and waiting. Now get that scrawny ass outside.”
Wendy continued to fist fuck herself as she shuffled out of the walk-in freezer on her tenderized feet. The tin buck with her bodily waste swung back and forth from her tightly clamped mouth. Every now and then the sloshing liquid splashed out of the pail on to Wendy's tear streaked, pain skewed face. The dejected teen amble painfully from the walk-in freezer through the kitchen out into the dining area and through the dinner's entryway. Wendy hobbled across the dinner's porch and down its steps.
After walking about twenty feet from the dinner the gray-haired woman bellowed “HALT!”
Wendy instantly came to a stop. Though she continued to fist fuck herself and hold the tin pail in her tightly clinch mouth.
“Put the pail down, Twat!”
While still pumping her fist inside her Wendy bent over at the waist and lower the tin pail containing her bodily waste to the dusty dirt road. Just as she released the pail from her mouth Wendy's deep red coloration drained from her humiliated young body to be replace by a ash gray as she hear the child like squeal of the gorilla-man.
“FUCKEE, FUCKEE! Mommy, “FUCKEE, FUCKEE!”
The terror stricken teen snapped her young body upright, popped her hands from her holes, and took off running screaming, “NOOOOOOO...”
“Go ahead Gor, honey go play your new pee-pee game with Twat.” Cooed the gray-haired woman.
“WHOOPEE! FUCKEE, FUCKEE!” Bellowed the ecstatic Gor as he took off after his fleeing playmate. As twice before it took very little time for the gorilla-man to catch up with the hollowing, fleeing teenager.
For almost two hours the normally silent air around the rundown dinner was shattered by the agonizing, pain filled, ear shattering, bangee like howls from the sixteen-year-old teenager as she was rapped over and over by the deformed, monstrous cock of the gorilla-man.
When Gor, was finished playing the new pee-pee game with his new playmate he hoisted the barely conscious teen up by her long, jism soaked hair and flung her over his broad shoulder. He carried the limp teen back to his mother.
“Did Gor have fun?”
“Yes mommy, Gor had lots of fun with his new playmate.”
“Well then Gor, honey drop Twat and go to work. You stay at work until mommy comes for you. Understand”
“Gor understand mommy. Gor will stay at work till mommy comes and get him. He will work very hard for mommy”
“That's right Gor. Mommy is so proud with her good little boy. Now go to work.”
Wendy landed with a heavy thud upon the dirt road behind her rapist after he released his grip on her long, slimy hair. The jism encrusted, well fucked teen lied in the dust like a discarded rag doll. Jism oozed out of her pussy and ass in globs and bubbled out of her mouth in a frothy, foaming stream. Her ravaged, jism encrusted body was twitching uncontrollable. Through jism clogged eyes Wendy watched her rapist prance merrily away to whatever task his mother had for him to perform.
Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack!
“AAAARRRRGGGGEEEEAAAAGGGGEEE!” Wendy howled as the electrical wire savagely bit into her soft jism covered flesh once again.
“Twat, I told you this is not some glitzy five-star hotel that spoiled pampered tarts can loaf around all day! Get up!” Growled the gray-haired woman.
P…p…pleee…pleaseeee…nnno…mmmore..” Wendy gurgled as her ravaged body jerked about in the dirt.
Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack! Whoosh! Smack!
“AAAARRRRGGGGEEEEAAAAGGGGEEE!”
“I SAID GET UP!”
Using every bit of energy that she could muster Wendy dragged her ravaged, cum incased body out of the dirt. First to her hands and knees then struggling mightily up to her blistered feet. Wendy stood wobbling before the gray-haired woman.
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