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Chapter 13 – Thirteen is REALLY Unlucky !
She had been with Caleb for five months. Little did she know that he always got fresh supplies every six months. He also did not like to have old supplies lying around. So he had made plans to dispose of her. On a Sunday morning, he and his two brothers returned from church and Sunday School. It was the beginning of the end of this era for her.
They hosed her down to wash away all filth and sex remnants. Then they threw her naked, dripping body onto the floor of the cab of a pickup cab. Two of them were in the front seat and one of them was in the small back seat. The one on the passenger side had his feet squarely on her face and tits. She was naked. They were clothed.
She bumped and bounced on the floor of the cab, as they seemed to drive for hours. When they finally stopped and lifted her up, she found that they were in the middle of a train yard. The yard was filled with boxcars. It was almost completely dark as one of them carried her with his hand clamped over her mouth. Caleb threw her up into an empty boxcar, climbed in and took her to one end of the car.
He attached a leash to her collar and secured it to a nail he drove into the wall. He used duct tape to secure her hands behind her. This caused her large Scandinavian tits to jut out prominently. The brothers pulled her legs apart as far as they would go, drove nails into the floor of the car and secured her legs so that they were wide open. Her pussy lips were spread. They then thanked her for all of the pleasures she had given them and left with the steady gait of a farmer walking across his field.
As she assessed her situation she made a fatal mistake. She began screaming. Her screams only attracted the attention of a group of illegal, immigrant Mexicans. As they hopped into the car and looked at the end from where the screams were originating, their faces broke into broad smiles. She looked up and saw the faces of at least a dozen, swarthy, sweaty, swarming Latinos.
One said to the group in Spanish, "This is a great country!" She couldn't understand Spanish but she knew she had descended into a deep pile of horror!
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