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THE TEAM FROM THE SUBURBSTHE TEAM FROM THE RICH SUBURBSChapter 1Synthia Piper was almost at the top. She had worked her ass off all year,scheming and planning for this moment. She had arranged to get her team intoa league that included a lot of poor, inner city schools. She had seen to itthat her k**s received the best training that money could buy. She had bribedmany of the officials of the big tournament, even a number of the othercoaches had succumbed to her bribes, and on one distasteful occasion, herbody. Now she was in a position to give the parents of Virgin Miller Collegewhat they wanted, and what they had paid for. The Silver Cup.So she had been forced to do a nooner with that fat overweight jock on thetournament committee. He had been so sweaty and that flab, well that wasbehind her now. Now she could concentrate on the sweet young girls. Lots ofsweet young bodies to intimidate and seduce. Why it made her smooth pussywater just thinking of the future. The Silver Cup for their trophy case wouldgive her the keys to the future. Champions of the high school girls'basketball league, division three would be just the start.Each parent had coughed up the bucks to get their spoiled bitches to thepinnacle of their conference. Now, with a little luck, a little intimidationand a whole shit pot load of money, she would overcome the opposition and getthe Silver Cup for her school, and for her own future.It had worked so far, and now there was only one team left to play for thecup. OK, the opposition was a tough group of ghetto k**s, but the officialswould give her every break. A hefty bribe had seen to that. Not that it wasnecessary, half of the girls at the inner city school probably spent moretime in jail than on the court and, if possible, her friends would see thatsome of them were taken right off the court for d**gs.Everything was in place. She would tonight dine on champaign and strawberriesand that sweet Sandra. Big tits, red hair, that girl had the tastiest cunt.And, with the trophy, would come the recognition and the respect she thatdeserved. Synthia had been an athlete in college, with scholarships and abright future, but one fucking incident, one little episode of cheating hadseen her career in ruins. She would show them. Once she got a reputation fortraining winning teams, she could take her pick of jobs, and those ass holesat BCN could go fuck themselves.She could imagine their faces. Now it was the big day. She had roused thelittle bitches out of bed and had them standing in front of the well keptschool grounds with their bags, waiting for the chartered bus to take them tothe title game. It was a long trip, and she wanted to get there early, justto make sure the fix was in. Everything was going her way,The usual bus arrived with a sigh and the door opened. A hugh black manemerged and smiled at her.*quot;You're the team for the tournament?*quot; he inquired. His eyes roved over thenubile young white flesh of the waiting athletes. If anything his color, adeep black, seemed to go to purple. The girls, who had been talking andlaughing moments before, fell silent, staring.*quot;Y, Yes!! Where is Steve, our usual driver??*quot; she asked.*quot;Oh he's got a sick wife, and I volunteered to take his place as I's gotfolks in town that I ain't seen in a while. I'm a good driver and I'll getyou's there with smiles on your faces. Yes sir. I aims to please you folks.Now let's get those cases in the cargo box and get's started afore thetraffic builds up.*quot;With that he proceeded to take her bag and open the door to the under side ofthe bus. There was a big duffle bag already in the compartment. Did it move??No it must be something else.Synthia saw the hugh big black man move efficiently through the crowd ofshrinking, silent white girls and separated them from their bags. Soon all ofthe baggage was stowed in the belly and the cargo door closed. Without abackward glance he lumbered through the milling group of girls and steppedonto the bus. The springs groaned from his bulk, and the bus seemed to shift.A couple of the girls giggled as he shifted his enormous bulk into thedriver's seat.*quot;All aboard for the tournament,*quot; he shouted at the tittering girls, *quot;Hurry upfo' the good seats.*quot; Synthia hesitated for a moment, but then shrugged her shoulders and raisedher clipboard. She called out the girls' names, checking them off as theywalked past her onto the buss.*quot;Terry.*quot;A tall, willowy blonde girl with large green eyes nodded her head and got onthe bus.*quot;Shanda.*quot;*quot;Kathryn.*quot;*quot;I don't want to go, if he's driving.*quot;Synthia looked up. The speaker, a tall, brunette looked over at the black manwith a sneer of distaste on her haughty face. The teacher leaned in andwhispered, *quot;I understand, but we have to get to the game. Just hold yournose.*quot; The girl giggled and then nodded. She got onto the bus, pinching hernostrils between her fingers.The driver looked away but his teeth gleamed at the fully expanded blouse ofthe girl. *quot;Yes sir that is going to be some sweet meat there!*quot; he thought.*quot;Regina, Sandra, Elizabeth,*quot;Finally, the whole team was on the bus, all ten girls. Synthia swung onto thefront seat and put her clipboard away. There was a tittering and somedisputes over who sat with whom but finally they were all in and seated.Synthia said, *quot;OK, all here.*quot; She looked at the bus driver and wrinkled hernose. Oh well, *quot;What's your name?*quot;*quot;Just call me Larry. I hope we get to know each other better as the trip goeson.*quot;Larry had the whitest teeth she had ever seen. His eyes seemed to look rightthrough her and she shuddered under their gaze, turning away as he closed thedoor and released the brake. The bus seemed to sigh and then the enginerumbled to life. The girls laughed and clapped as their transportation turneddown the road and picked up speed, carrying them towards their adventure.They sensed that this would be a high point in their lives. They were goingto make school history. Little did they know how right they were.Larry drove like a madman. He had them on the highway and into the city withease. As a couple of hours passed, most of the girls soon got bored withtravel. Kathryn loudly muttered something to Sandra about *quot;Monkey driving atthe wheel.*quot; Synthia almost turned to tell her to keep it down, but thenshrugged, what did it matter if they hurt the bus driver's feeling? After all,they called them porch monkeys in the ghetto, so he would be use to it.Most of the girls didn't notice when the bus took an early exit. Synthiathought that something was wrong when they drove through the half burnt-outghetto, but when she stood up to complain, Larry stepped on the gas and shetumbled back into her seat. A couple of the girls screamed, but most were tooscared with the violent motions to make any noise. They just sat, paralysed,as the speeding bus bounced and jiggled over potholes and half-paved road.Finally, Larry turned a corner and applied the brakes in an alley behind alarge brick building.The engine died. He heaved himself out of his seat, turned around and said,*quot;Now we have a little rest stop here!!*quot; A large .45 appeared in his hand, hegrabbed Synthia's arm, pulled her out of her seat and spun her around to facethe now screaming girls.*quot;Shut the fuck up!*quot;The panicked girls ignored his order. He raised the pistol in the air andfired. The explosion of the .45 in the confined space of the bus deafened thegirls, and finally stopped the screaming. Satisfied with the silence, Larryturned to open the door.Seeing her chance, Kathryn sought to flee through the emergency door at theback of the bus. As she dropped to the pavement, however, the slender brunettewas greeted by a large group of black k**s, mostly teenagers. Some had sticks,some knives, some even had guns. Letting out a shriek, she tried to climb backinto the bus, but was pulled down into the crowd. Sandra, a redhead withlarge breasts, watched in horror from the inside of the bus as her teammate was quickly lost from sight behind a crowd of black teenagers.Some other k**s had jemmied open the cargo doors and were taking out the bagsand going over the contents of the now subdued white girls. A large dufflebag was split open and a bound, gagged and naked Steve, the real bus driver,was uncovered.Inside the bus, Larry hadn't been wasting his time. After seeing that theescaping girl was well taken care off, he had been stripping the basketballcoach. Synthia had struggled at first, but the feel of the .45 at herforehead encouraged cooperation. While he worked, Larry looked up at thefrightened teenage girls and spoke, *quot;Now I thinks you'll needs to rest for awhile. What says you'll strip's down for yo comfort and shit?? Else wise thegirls will take pleasure in treating you'll to a new set of rags made fromthose fashionable duds you has on.*quot;The girls didn't move. Larry had Synthia down to her bra and panties when hefinally threw her out to the waiting crowd. Taking a couple of steps down theaisle, he reached down and grabbed a screaming girl, Regina Jones, from herseat and roughly tore her blouse and then her bra from her slight frame.Regina, a tomboy all her life, was a slender girl, with thin hips and nobreasts to speak of.Larry sneered at her. *quot;Looks like we got a boy hiding here. Tear off thepanties and if I sees there's a dick hiding down there...*quot; Larry laughed ashe tossed her to the waiting crowd. The brown haired girl screamed andstruggled as black hands tore off her panties and began to explore herlightly haired slit to assure themselves that their wasn't a dick in there.She was nearly catatonic with fear from their feeling of her slit and thecrowd of boys and girls there, laughing and looking her over. She was soscared she could not even scream. It took a particularly vicious pinch to herleft nipple to bring a vocal response.*quot;AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA*quot; she screamed and tried to cover the now aching nipple.It was a futile effort, with the many black hands exploring her now publicnudity.Seeing what was happening to their teammates, the thoroughly frightened girlsnow hurried to obey Larry's orders, they saw what awaited them off the bus somaybe they would be safer to do as ordered and stay in the bus. They began toundress, and covering themselves up as best they could with their hands. Theydropped their smart clothes under the seats to save them for future use. Thecrowd, who seemed to be taking every thing in their baggage, swallowing uptheir other fashionable clothes.After they finished undressing, Larry herded the semi-clothed girls off ofthe bus. As they stepped onto the pavement, each girl was grabbed by either ablack girl or boy and the precious underwear was torn off. The sound ofripping and cries of outrage filled the air.Satisfied that his charges were in hand, Larry sought out Synthia. He quicklyfound her in the middle of a knot of black males were she was busily servicingthe whole group from her hands and knees. She was sucking, fucking and jackingoff a couple of the studs. One was even trying to fit his little black snakein her ear without much success.*quot;Get out'a the way niger!*quot; Larry exclaimed as he pulled the earfucker out ofthe way. Angrily, he pushed the men away. The dicks gave up their places intheir reluctant holes and Larry dragged the dazed basketball coach over tothe bus steps. Her face glistened with come as he jerked her around andturned to the crowd. She thought back fondly to the nooner with the official,If only she had gone over there and given him the blow job he wanted today.Oh God, If only she had,He shouted, *quot;y'all simmer down and bring the white bitches over here. NOW!!!I want's to set the record straight here with them and dis here slimycheating whore.*quot;A groan arose, but the knots of black bodies untangled themselves from thewhite flesh at their centers and disgorged a motley collection of shiveringwhite females.========================================== ==============Chapter 2Larry stood up on the entrance steps of the bus with a reluctant Synthiacowering at his side. She would have slid down and tried to get away, if ithadn't been for his hold in her hair. As it was, she was twisting andsquirming in his strong grip, trying to cover her slit and nipples with herhands, hoping to save what was left of her modesty.It was a futile hope. The frustrated earfucker came up, grabbed her righthand and uncovered her slit. He roughly stuck a bony, black finger in her andthen shouted angrily, *quot;What is this shit? This whore is juicing to beat theband. I thought that all of you stuck up white bitches had ice in here butthis'un is ready to fuck us all.*quot; He turned to his friends. *quot;Just a whorewatering for some of our big black licorice sticks.*quot;Tears rolled down Synthia's face, tracing paths through the thick globs ofcum, as the crowd burst into laughter. She wanted to shout at them that itwasn't her juices, that the boy's finger had encountered the still warm cumleft by her recent ****s. But she was too scared.Larry shot off the .45 again, to quiet the crowd of black teenagers andmaintain his authority. When they finally went quiet, he hollered, *quot;Shut up,motherfuckers. You didn't even know what hole to use when you had the chance.*quot;The k**s laughed. *quot;You probably don't even know what to do with a fine pieceof cunt like this un, if we was to give it to you for a week. You'd probablyjust be pleading on those bony knees of you'rn to get a little suck on one ofthese here tits. Now get out the way and let me get this show on the road. Wegot business here, fucker.*quot;Embarrassed, the earfucker withdrew a slimy black finger from Synthia's holeand, recognizing his place, shut his mouth. He wouldn't beg to suck her tits,Well maybe he would. Naw!! He get this bitch alone soon and then.Larry grinned at the crowd. *quot;Now, we have a lying, stealing, conniving bitchhere. She done bribed and fucked her way here and she done promised theofficials that she'd give im a piece of this,*quot; He slid his hand along thefront of her cuntpad. *quot;for favorable decisions. So her team'd win the fuckin'cup. Didn't you cunt?*quot; Synthia squirmed helplessly. *quot;Please don't hurt me!*quot;she begged. *quot;I was just trying to...*quot;*quot;You see, I found out 'bout it, and I feels that if this cunt is going to beused again us, I want's to sees it at work. It owes us. Does I have anybrothers that will volunteer to see if it is the real power behind this teamof pasty pussies we's got here!!*quot; Larry shouted.Larry shoved her forward and she fell to her knees. A cheer went up and thevolunteers quickly assembled to sample the novel white cunt. Some of thebrothers decided that there were other holes in need of the attentions ofsome fine black hoses and tried them. The earfucker, as he was the smallestbrother there, got left out and found only her ear and hair available again.Maybe later he thought. He had to get he some of this white bitch. If'n hisballs weren't black they'd be blue now.*quot;Now brothers and sisters,*quot; Larry went on having successfully disposed ofSynthia for the near future, *quot;we come to the pasty cunts that 'play ball' forthis bitch.*quot; He surveyed the cowering, near naked girls in front of him.*quot;Course,*quot; he sighed, shaking his head in mock sadness, *quot;it's not all primemeat. Give me this little bitch here.*quot; he said, indicating Regina.He lifted her slight weight until she was visible to all and continued on,*quot;You sure that this is a cunt?? I don't want to find no hidden dick in thishere supposed to be slit y'all over looked.*quot;Regina was mortified. She had been stripped, examined and pawed over for aneternity and still this niger was calling her a boy. At 17, she was ashamedof her flat chest and boyish figure, and suffered lots of teasing from otherk**s at school. But she tried to ignore it, working hard at school and on theteam. She planned to go to law school when she graduated, and, if she evergot free of these black hands, she would file such a law suit,.*quot;AHHHHHHAHHHHHAHHHHH!*quot; Regina screamed as her scalp seemed to catch fire in athousand little places. She forgot her modesty and grabbed for the black pawthat had lifted her effortlessly. She fought the fingers the gripped her hair,but they seemed to be made of steel. Finally, her strength waned. She finallygave up hopes of fighting the bastard and hung there like a trophy for thisblack man.With a huge grin, Larry lifted the crying girl even higher into the air. *quot;Yessir. It still looks like a cock holder to me, Any of you's brothers tried adick in this?*quot; he asked, sinking his thumb in the hole he was discussing.*quot;Noooo!*quot; This brought renewed struggles from Regina as Larry's thick, greasyfinger pushed up against her cherry. The slender girl tried to push his handaway, but he was too strong. She hung there, helpless and naked in the man'shands, as he pushed and then broke her cherry. *quot;Nooo!*quot;*quot;Lookie here!!*quot; Larry exclaimed, waving his bloody finger in the air, *quot;Bitchmust of got teeth in there. See she bit me!!! y'all didn't do a good job ofzamining the bitch. Give me that old base ball bat you got there. I going toknock the teeth out of this hole for all you'se.*quot; He grabbed the bat andstuck the narrow end up against her clit at the mouth of her cunt. Reginasquealed in fear and started struggling anew, desperate to escape the thick,wooden member. Larry grinned at her struggling. He placed the end of the batagainst her cunt and slowly lowered her onto it.*quot;AAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAA*quot; Reginna screamed, twisting and thrashing as her woodenlover gave her, her first fuck. She sunk down and then, finally, passed out.Larry pulled her up and the bat stayed in it's snug new home. The crowdlaughed. Regina was now open for all time. She would be able to take on thebiggest of them with ease now and forever more.Larry let her fall to the ground where she lay, u*********s, the bat stillsticking out of her wide open cunt. *quot;Now them teeth won't bother y'all littleblack snakes none.*quot; Larry laughed.Finished with the slender brunette, he cast his gaze over the cryingteenagers. *quot;Her!*quot; He pointed at Sandra, a tall girl with large breasts andthick, red hair. *quot;Get me the big titted red head. This one going to look niceon the court with a set of bells on her tits.*quot;Sandra fought as black hands pulled her towards the impromptu dias, but shewas quickly forced to the waiting clutches of the powerful black man. She letout a cry as his hugh paw closed over her hair and, as had happened momentsearlier with Regina, lifted her above the heads of the milling masses. Shesought to cover her treasures but Larry slapped her right tit with his freehand.*quot;AHHHH AHHH!*quot; Sandra screamed and, seeking to cover her jiggling tits,shifted her hands upwards. Larry reached down, grabbed her pubic hair andlifted. The results were loud and immediate. She resumed screaming, with ahigher pitch and her hands left her tits.*quot;Now this here un look like a basketball carrier. These two we could cut offand play with at any ole lot in the ghetto. Might take a bit of a knack tobounce up with these sticky out nipples. I might try's that later, maybeafter we get done today.*quot; Using both arms, Larry flung the twisting,wailing Sandra into the crowd.*quot;OK. Listen up y'all black bastards. We going to take these pasty pussiesinto the old gym here and have um limber up for the game today. Now bring umalong, let's get 'em inside to help our opponents. Sportsmen to pussy, so tospeak. HAHAHAHAAH*quot;The crowd surged forward and dragged the reluctant, naked team members totheir fate. Regina, still u*********s, was pulled into the building by herhair, still trailing the baseball bat between her legs. The guy who had beenfucking Synthia reluctantly pulled out. He pulled her to her feet and shovedthe gasping coach into the building. The brunette stumbled along after herteam, a thick trail of cum dribbling down her legs.The building seemed to be some kind of abandoned school. They were led down ashort hallway and into a larger room. It was a gym, complete with basketballhoops, but the wood floor was old and cracked. Inside the gym, they wereherded to their bench. On the bench were a collection of hugh dildos naileddown to the seat.*quot;Now this is your bench and cause you is already dressed for it take yourseats.*quot; Larry ordered.It was too much for Terry. The tall, willowy blonde let out a scream andtried to run away. She was quickly caught and so became the first one to taketo a dildo. Kicking and screaming, she was forced to straddle the massivephallus.*quot;Now you get it in your hole or we won't be so choosie. We might pick thewrong un. Or make a new un altogether,*quot; Larry said looking in Terry's wide,blue eyes. She was sure he meant it and so she obeyed, lowering her preciouscunt onto the waiting dildo. She wasn't a virgin, but being forced to impaleherself onto a dildo in front of a bunch of strangers, especially nigers, andit was so large too! After six agonizing inches, she tried to stop, but acollection of helping hands on her shoulders forced her reluctant cunt ontothe fullest stuffing she had ever experienced. By the time her naked asstouched the bench, her eyes became glassy and she now knew what a goose feltlike when stuffed.*quot;I bet she be ready for my big ol snake after that.*quot; the earfuckerinterjected.*quot;Boy I done told you to get out the way, and put that little slimy thing backwhere it belongs, or I going to cut it off and put it in YOUR ear!*quot; Larryexclaimed. Larry went around and slapped Terry's small, firm tits back andforth a few times until he tired of the bounce. The girl didn't fight, shejust closed her eyes and leaned forward slightly, trying to ease the pain.Satisfied, Larry looked up at the other girls. *quot;Bring um all down here andseat um up here, to hear my pep talk to them.*quot;The girls fought and cried and twisted and screamed and begged and writhed,but, finally, they were all seated on their respective dildos. Even Regina,who had turned out to be the only virgin on the team, was woken and had thebat removed in favour of the new intruder. Eventually, they were assembled onthe bench before the rival coach. The hands of the black teens assured thatthey were firmly in place at the bottom of the seats.*quot;Now,*quot; he started, *quot;we's gonna start your trainin to get ya ready for thegame tonight. To limber y'all up, we thinks y'all like a little run, oh, sayabout 6 miles, through the streets with the crowd of boys as your protection.'Course to assure that you don't get lost, we'll lock ya to this littletackle dummy with Bubba and Dimona to hold it down.*quot;Bubba and Dimona walked forward. They must have each weighed at least 300 lbs.*quot;Now to aid you in this little run I'm going to shoot you each up with alittle crank. This stuff let you pull this little tackle dummy to the moonand back.*quot; He gestured at a couple of the black teenagers. *quot;'Course we got toassure that the judges don't know you been shooting up so we do it in thepussy lips. Guys hold um down.*quot;Terry was first and she hardly knew what was coming. The sting to her leftcunt lip was slight, compared to the painful stuffing of her cunt, so shejust stared blankly as the methamphetamine went into the secret spot.Regina was next in the line. Dazed, she didn't struggle at all. All she knewwas that the dildo was easier on her innards than the bat. So she just satthere and marvelled at her increasing energy. Larry did a couple more of thegirls and then straightened up. *quot;Thomas, get your black ass over here andshoot up these pussy lips for me. You got the experience here 'bouts. Youthree bangers take the fixed un's to the sleds and yoke um at the field andhold um until I get there. y'all HEAR ME!! I gots to start this lying pussyof a coach to her interview 'for the time run out. Now y'all get your blackasses in gear.*quot;Satisfied that his troops were following orders, he looked around for Synthia.He found her on the fringe of the crowd, on her hands and knees servicing anumber of black dicks. The earfucker hovered around on the edge of the group,looking for an opening.*quot;Get out the way motherfuckers! Me and the coach got some futures to discuss.Y'all get up to the floor and see to the sleighs. I want no slipups with themhyped up pussies. One of them gets away y'all going to have to chase them tothe moon and back. They's all got to be at the game this afternoon. Now get'sto it.*quot;The k**s s**ttered. Grinning, Larry grabbed Synthia by her arm and draggedher down the hall and into the former principal's office.=========================================== =============Chapter 3Lucy was pissed.Who the hell did that Larry think he was? Sure he be the big shit coach of arespected school team but she had a business to run. She had sat here on herassets and waited. And waited. And waited,Shit, she could've fucked two johns by now, 'n made a pile of money to feedher habit. Angry, she heaved her hugh bulk to her feet and started to waddletowards the door. Let the rest of these fools wait for the great sports niger.She had business to tend to. If he thought,The door slammed open and a naked white women with long, brown hair flew into the room, cum dripping from her slit and glistening all over her face andhair. Larry was right behind her. He grabbed Synthia's neck and held her upfor inspection like a roasting chicken for the perusal of the assembledmultitude.*quot;Brothers and sister,*quot; he announced theatrically, *quot;I called y'all here toshow you this fine piece of meat who might just be up for grabs in the next couple of hours.*quot;Stunned, Lucy looked around. Frank, a local bookie, and Tiny, his body guardstared. Frank spoke up first. *quot;What for you bring me here?*quot; he asked angrily.*quot;I a bookie. I ain't no pimp. I got bets to take on the game and the oddssays you going to lose sucker. The white bitch from the burbs done got thefix in afore you. Come on Tiny, Lets go!*quot;Lucy grinned. She *was* a pimp. She strolled over and grabbed Synthia's lefttit and weighed it in her black hand.*quot;Wait a minute Frank!*quot; Larry pleaded, ignoring Lucy. *quot;I ain't wasting yourtime. This here is the bitch you say got the game sowed up. I got her and herteam here for some extra training and I thinks we can convince her that shegoing to show us some consideration with the officials.*quot;Frank stopped at the door and turned his sharp eyes on the cringing whitewoman as she tried to twist away from Lucy. *quot;You ain't shitting me? Thisbitch with all that cum. She the coach? She been taking on the boys downstairs?? Still, what that mean to me? I a business man,*quot;Larry talked fast. *quot;Here's the plan. We know's that's whitie been betting ontheir little pussies to win. You knows odds. But I says we can use them odds,only without really changin' them. Y'know what I mean. We'll skin um there atthe game, and this bitch going to help us do it to. We let Tiny hereentertain the lady, while you, me and Lucy goes out side and works out theskinnie.*quot;Frank looked doubtful for a moment, but then nodded. Tiny, all 250 lbs ofbone crushing muscle of him, strode over to Synthia and pushed Lucy out theway. Frank laughed. No need to tell that boy when free pussy was being passedaround. 'N white pussy at that. His charcoal flesh rippled as he grabbedSynthia from Larry's grip, took her in a bear hug and proceeded to kiss thenow screaming woman.*quot;NO NO!!! PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT DON'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH THISa****l! I'LL CALL OFF THE JUDGES AND REFEREES. I'LLLL AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA,..*quot;Synthia screamed in terror as the three blacks walked out of the room,leaving her to Tiny.*quot;Boy don't know his own strength Frank. Tell him not to break anything, yet.*quot;Larry implored Frank.Frank went back to the door, opened it, and ordered, *quot;Tiny you play nice withthat white bitch, for now! She might be useful later to my business.*quot; Thescreams subsided and a gurgling sound followed. Frank slammed the door.*quot;OK. Now what this gots to do with me?*quot; asked Lucy impatiently.Larry spoke up. *quot;Well like you just see'd, she bout ready to do anything toplease, so here's how I got it worked out. First we get her attention, LikeTiny in there be doing. Then y'all shows her the fascinating world of pussy'n ass licking for the camera, or somethin' like that, and then we takes her,suitably harnessed, to the game. Frank get the bets down, then we wins andy'all collects.*quot;Frank nodded, seeing the possibilities, but Lucy asked, *quot;What for I does thiswith that pasty cunt in there. I got business to do and this keeping me fromit. I got a dog fuck due right now for that asshole Marty.*quot; Larry broke outlaughing. *quot;Perfect. y'all come over here and we get it all on video. We'lluse the dog to make her do whats we wants. Proper white bitch like that unthere videoed with a puppy, an' she be ours forever and then some. Then afterthe game you gets the pussy in there.*quot;Lucy was unimpressed. *quot;What I want with an old shrivvled up pussy like thatin there. I need young meat for my customers.*quot;All right you old whore, how bout the pick of the pussies down stairs?*quot;Larry offered.*quot;I gots to see em first. They maybe not meets with the tastes of my cliental.Where they at?*quot; Lucy asked.*quot;OK. I'll take you to the drags and you get the pick of the litter. How'sthat?*quot; Lucy nodded and gestured for him to lead the way. Larry turned to thebookie. *quot;Frank you and Tiny wanna stay and keep the coach company?*quot;Frank shrugged and then nodded. *quot;But don't be too long. I gots things to doif we gonna make a buck on the game tonight. I'll take a fuck, or two butmake it quick.*quot;Larry walked away, followed by Lucy. Frank smiled as they left. He going toass fuck this white bitch. Ain't got no white bitch ever to take his blacksnake. And this wern't no whore. This 'un didn't have no say. He'd get Tinyhold her down and...Frank opened the door and observed his body guard holding the white bitch bythe throat forcing his licorice stick into her unwilling throat. Frankgrinned. *quot;Yes sir, I going to have me a time with this bitch!*quot;**The team members moaned and writhed in terror, trapped by the leather glovessuper glued to the handles of two large blocking tackles. Each had beenforced to slip her hands into the glove and then the lace-wires were tied sotight that they could not get lose without help. Now they stood, tremblingwith fear and helpless energy, hands up against the sled while the blackteens explored their formally secret places.Larry and Lucy came down the stairs. The stairs groaned under their combinedweight. *quot;This here is the string.*quot; Larry explained as he led the female pimpacross the yard. *quot;All hopped up and ready for their jaunt through the street.They going to drum up business for the game, as if that be karaman escort needed.*quot;The two blacks stopped a few yards away from the blocking tackle while Lucylooked the white girls over with an expert eye. *quot;You sure got some pastywhite pussies here boy.*quot; She walked forward and began examining the girls upclose. The girls squirmed away, not knowing what this black woman was goingon about. Running her hand over Regina's flat chest, she said *quot;This one looks...*quot;*quot;I know!*quot; Larry grimaced. *quot;I thought it was a boy too.*quot; He grinned andgestured at the cringing girl's pussy. *quot;And it had teeth in the pussy not adick.*quot; he joked. *quot;I bashed um out with a bat, though.*quot;A nervous Regina looked at these crazy black devils. *quot;I'm a girl youbastards!!!*quot; She wanted to yell at them, but in her hurting condition shejust wanted this to be over. Her cunt hurt and she was so nervous.*quot;Well,*quot; Lucy continued sinking her black finger into Regina's unwilling hole,*quot;Done a good job too. Little rough around the edges, but I bet she make afine lezzie bitch with the right encouragement. Maybe,*quot;*quot;Maybe we talk 'bout that later.*quot; Larry interrupted. Lucy looked at him for amoment and then nodded in understanding. These girls did not yet know theirfate.If possible, Regina felt worse. Everyone called her a boy. Teasing her andnow this! Her pussy hurt so bad she could not slump down and the tears werestreaming down her face. Maybe this was a nightmare and she would wake upsoon.Smiling, Lucy moved on to Marcie, a tall girl with long, black hair and deepblue eyes. Lucy seized one of the girl's boobs and gave it an appraisingsqueeze. The girl cried out in protest, but Lucy ignored her, moving on toSandra, the redhead with the massive tits. Lucy smiled. *quot;This one I couldsell to the Jamaicans. They go crazy over the big soft tits. These be downaround her knees in a while, even at her age, but they stay up for the sale.*quot;Sandra twisted at the pain as the large black woman prodded and poked herleft tit. The red head let out a scream, when the woman pinched her nipple.She too was nervous and fidgety. Just get this over with. When are they goingto let her go home?? Daddy will get these bad people.*quot;Ahhh,.*quot; The black woman had twisted the nipple and was pulling on it.*quot;Sensitive too,*quot; she grinned, speaking her thoughts out loud. *quot;Wonder whatshe do if'n I just bite it off?*quot; She lowered her mouth to the nipple inquestion.Larry put a restraining hand on her shoulder. He pulled her away from the'sled' and whispered in her ear. *quot;Now Lucy, I give you pick of the litter,but don't go damaging the merchandise. Just pick out a couple and then we gotsome filming to do and they got dragging to tend to.*quot;Lucy looked at him. *quot;A couple? How 'bout six?*quot;*quot;Three.*quot;*quot;Five.*quot;*quot;Four. But there's a game to play first, you old whore. Y'all best me inthese deals.*quot;Lucy nodded her agreement. Four prime pieces of white, teenage pussy wasworth a lot of money. She and Larry shook hands, and she went back toexploring the girls.Kathryn, a tall brunette stared at her with hatred as she ran her hands overthe girl's tight body. Shanda, a petite girl with white blonde hair burstinto tears when she was inspected.Terry cringed when it was her turn, and her hole was filled with the blackwoman's finger. The nails scratched the inner lining, which was already sorefrom the dildo she had been forced on to. Terry sought to pull back and Lucyhooked her nail in so Terry skewered herself.*quot;AWWWAWWWAAAAWWW*quot; Terry cried.*quot;This un got the cunt for it.*quot; Lucy decided. *quot;I want her, and the other one.The titted un, the redhead. The rest I'd need more time to valuate.*quot;Lucy turned to Larry, releasing the blonde girl's pussy. *quot;C'mon,*quot; she said,having made up her mind, *quot;I got a camera crew waiting.*quot;*quot;I'll be along.*quot; Larry told her, watching as she began laboriously climbingthe stairs. *quot;I gotta finish out here first.*quot;Lucy got about half way up the steps before taking a short break. She cleanedoff her hands and then pulled a cell phone out of her bag. *quot;Yo Marty!! Look Iknow's I's late, but Is got's a deal for you. Larry got a string of pastypussys here at the old Lincoln High School and ...*quot; She fell silent for amoment, listening. *quot;Let me finish fool! You be real sorry you do that. I comeover there and cut off them pasty balls a your'n. Now listen up. I got a dealhere, Yea, I got a better bitch than Wanda to do the dirty with the dog. Howyou like a nice white bitch, No, I ain't shitting you! Not young, but not badlookin', athletic. Well you gets yo pasty ass and your shits over here ormaybe I calls Sam. You bastards all look alike to me, honey. Oh yea, bringthe money, of course fool, bring the dog, Oh yea have the camera man load hiscamera now. He might could get some interesting footage on a streaking groupof girls for the ghetto news. What that? Of cource fool, load the stillcameras too. This could be a scoop.*quot;With that, Lucy slapped the cell phone shut and struggled up the remainingstairs. This was turning out to be some all right day. She hated the stairsbut the business she could do and she didn't have to share any of the moneywith that bitch Wanda. And four pieces of prime, white meat!**Larry looked over the girls and inspected the way in which they were joinedto the sled. Didn't want to lose none of the pussies now, did he?Satisfied that the gloves were secure, he stood back and began to speak, *quot;Now,I knows you don't like this much, but 'no pain no gain'.*quot; Many of theassembled crowd of black teenagers laughed, they'd been in his gym classesand heard that statement more than once. *quot;But just to show you I'm a niceguy,*quot; Larry continued after the sniggering died down, *quot;I'm goin' to helpprotect your precious modesty. I's going to tape y'all's sex over with y'all'sschool colors.*quot; He lifted up a bag. *quot;Got some nice wide red duct tape. Thatway yo pussies be covered from the pryin' eyes of the homies, we done toldthe whole neighborhood that this is a publicity stunt for the game, 'PussyPublicity'! 'course, they expect our team, so y'all's going to be a big hit.I just knows it.*quot;He pulled the tape from the bag and approached the quivering girls, stillspeaking, *quot;Now, any one o y'all wants to stop and sight see in this hereneighborhood, good luck. I bet the rival gangs be fucking and fighting overy'all's asses fo a long time.*quot; Lary forced a long piece of the two inch widetape onto Regina's crotch. *quot;See, the law now says that it is discriminationfor men to go topless less we let women do the same. y'all be doing the law aservice. Yes sir, it sure be a shame to cover this pussy with this tape, butwell, law is the law,*quot;It took a while, but finally all of the girls had the duct tape securelytapped over their pussies. Larry straightened up. *quot;Now here comes yourriders.*quot; Bubba and Dimona come lumbering up to the tackle sleds and steppedon them. He fighting team members. *quot;See these is to encourage y'all to doyour best. This (Larry held up a home made cat of nine tails made from shortnylon rope, with metal bits in the ends) is to urge yo asses and backs. Andthis (he held up a long, home made whip) is to reach over and tickle the titsof any slacker, that these fine jockies feel is doing less that 110% of herduty. I knows yo coach is counting on youse to do at least that for the oldschool.*quot; He smirked and pointed to their tapped pussies. *quot;And here, y'all notonly be showin' off yo school colors, but y'all's school colors 'll beprotectin yo pussies.*quot;He took a step backwards and called out, *quot;Now let's get this show on theroad.*quot; He waited while the black teenagers moved away to create a clear path.*quot;Jockies,*quot; he yelled, *quot;start your pussies. First un round the course gets tostay on their backs and rest up for the game, but the slackers, they gets totongue fuck some cute ass holes for a home video for the school.*quot;The girls shrunk back from the laughter and jeers, but there was nowhere forthem to go. Where was their coach? Where was the cavalry to save them? Wherewas ...Without warning, Bubba swung the cat around, and thrashed the ass of one ofhis girls. There was an explosion of screaming and crying as Dimona did thesame, and the two sleds lurched into movement. A few more swats, and the sledswere moving along, to the jeers and calls of the crowd.Bubba's sled took the early lead, but, not to be outdone, Dimona went to theshort whip and her team finally began to pick up speed, still trailing afterBubba's sled. Dimona was furious at being behind and quickly went to the longwhip. With practised strokes, she managed to cut a nipple here and a cunt lipthere. Her fillies began to pick up speed and she began to close with theleader Bubba, but at the turn she lost the long whip so she had to go back tothe short whip on the asses and backs.Bubba still held the lead, as the carts went out of view around a corner.Cursing, Dimona worked the whip. She silently promised a lit cigarette ineach ass hole if they didn't win this race with Bubba. ****Lary watched as the two carts turned the corner and went out of sight, a longtrail of black k**s following behind. He grinned as he climbed the stairsback into the school. The run and the uppers were guaranteed to exhaust thelittle pasty pussies. Now to see to that lying, cheating, coach of theirs.He picked up speed, climbing the stairs two at a time. He better get hisblack ass in gear, unless he was to miss the dog show that Lucy done set up.The thought of the white coach, under a dog lightened his step. That Lucy,she was one perverted bitch, maybe that was why they got on so well. When hegot to the door of the former principals office, he heard an argument.He tried the door but it was locked. Angry, he put his shoulder to it andbusted it down.============================================= ===========Chapter 4The door gave way with a loud crack, ripping off it's hinges, and crashing tothe floor, as Larry slammed his bulk against it. Inside he found Lucydesperately waving a straight razor, trying to keep Tiny at bay. Frank waskneeling behind a sobbing Synthia, doing his level best to fuck his blacksnake into a very tight white ass hole.Keeping her eye on Tiny, Lucy yelled to the gym coach, *quot;Bastard gonna to ruinher. You know none of my girls let that fool put his snake in their ass holes.He too fuckin' big. And this dainty slim little old white pussy be totally outof shape 'fore I get's to prep it for Rover. He be ruining it for us'n.*quot;Angry, Larry strode over to the straining Frank and grabbed his shoulder.Tiny tried to go to his boss's aid, but Lucy's flashing razor held hisattention. Larry pulled, and Frank's snake withdrew, spitting a thick streamof cum as it left it's former host.Frank looked up from his position on his knees. *quot;What for you does that Larry?Me and this sweet bitch getting it on just fine. Just fine. Lucy there don'tknow what she be talking about. You said I should'entertain' the bitch.*quot;Frank looked over at where Synthia lay curled up on the floor, gasping andcrying while a thick wad of cum dribbled out of her strained asshole. He'dfinally found a bitch could take him in the ass! And what an ass, all roundand smooth and like a granny smith apple. Frank's smile radiated like midnightin the room. He was truly a satisfied man. That hole done had his attention,but there was business.Seeing his boss smiling, Tiny stopped his attempts to intervene. His boss hadhis cum and they were talking. He'd watch and wait.Larry growled, *quot;Now Frank, you knows that you is too big for that shit.Specially with a thin new white un like this. You ruin her, you bought herman!!*quot;Frank laughed. *quot;Oh shit! Man, I likes this un fine. I take her offen yourhands now.*quot;*quot;No!*quot; Lucy shouted, slipping her razor back into her bag. *quot;We gots a deal.She gots a video to make for Marty.*quot; If there was no bitch here when Martyarrived and Wanda done left her crib, Lucy had visions of herself with thatgreat dane in *her* black ass.She kept one hand in her bag, fingering her razor. No way, that was gonnahappen. No fuckin' way,Frank and Larry looked at each other for a moment. There was a moment oftension and Tiny looked like he was ready to jump. Then Frank shrugged andturned away. *quot;Look man we talk 'bout this later, mano e mano. You dig?*quot; Larry offered,hoping to quell the tension.Lucy sighed and took her hand off the razor. She walked over to Larry and thetwo of them closely inspected the shivering Synthia's brutalized holes. Totheir delight, there was no permanent damage, her ass hole was stretched openand leaking cum, but it appeared to be shrinking back to size just fine. Itwould never be as small, nor as tight, as before Frank's cock reamed it out,but it be good enough for a ghetto whore.And good enough for the great dane! Besides, what a dog know about tight pussy.Sure he be a fucking fool, but he probably do her anyway. Maybe they'd have toput in a little dog food, just to get 'im started, but he was a good dog.Experienced too! He'd done a job on Wanda last week. Mut be a sex maniac.Just like this fool Frank here. White pussy.Satisfied, Larry turned to Frank. He winked and mouthed the word 'later', andthen said, *quot;Frank get on out here! You've got stuff to do, and I'm going tolet this pussy go, when we win the game and I get my cut of the increasedbusiness that you give me.*quot;*quot;What?*quot; the bookie exclaimed, looking confused for a moment, beforeunderstanding dawned on his ugly face. *quot;Oh, yea! Right. Lot's to do.*quot;He leaned down and, with a hard pat on the ass that he'd just vacated, hesaid, *quot;I really wants to have this un, but I guess y'all be lettin' her goafter the game. If she behaves herself.*quot;Larry nodded. *quot;Yea, thass right. She's goin free if she does what she betold.*quot;Frank nodded back. They had a deal. In his mind, the bookie raised Larry'scut of the betting profit to 10% from the 5% he was going to give him after aday or two of haggling. Hmmm, maybe best make that 7 1/2%. Yea, by then witha dog in her an all. Well forget that, 5% was good enough after all. Smilingbroadly, the bookie left the room, followed closely by his body guard.*quot;You should let me cut his dick off,*quot; Lucy snarled as the bookie left theroom. *quot;Teach him put that damned fat old fucker in any old place. Why I bethe fuck a black snake 'cept he not sure where his cock ends and the snakebegin. Ass hole's ruined more than one a' my girls. He's jus' too fuckin' big.He got so much dick, that he lose business when that snake goes up. Takes allthe blood from his head. I cut it off for him ,he be a foot shorter,*quot;*quot;Lucy.*quot;Synthia was frozen in place on the ground while Larry tried to calm the blackwoman. The basketball coach shivered as another dollup of cum dribbled out ofher abused ass hole, the bookie had been so BIG! She shook her head, moaningin pain. This could not be really happening, it just couldn't. She got upthis morning, just like any other morning. She had bribed and fucked her wayhere, almost to the top, and now here she was, reduced to ass fucking a nigerand swallowing another niger's cock. What had become of her? She groaned asshe felt her innards shifting back to their normal positions. She was certainthat that fat fuck stick had shifted some internal organs. He was so BIG! Shedid not care what these fuckers said or did, her ass would never be the same.She'd never fuck a man back there again. She'd ...Her thoughts of self-pity were interrupted when a short, balding man saunteredinto the room like he owned the place. He puffed on a stinky cigar. He lookedaround and his gaze fixed on Lucy. The naked white woman on the ground did notphase him. He was in show business. The bizarre was normal to him.Lucy fell silent, as the newcomer started to speak in a loud, obnoxious voice,*quot;Lucy, baby, Swell tip you gave me. That drag thing with the naked bitches wasgreat. Fuckin' great. I got Walt with the hand held following the whole thing.I just hope that he don't get mugged in this neighborhood. That's anexpensive camera. Be great footage for an orgy pic I got in mind. Fuckin'great!*quot;He paused for a moment and then turned to Synthia. Grinning around his cigar,he framed the crouching brunette with his fingers and thumbs moving fromclose and wide angles. He continued speaking as he studied her, *quot;So this the little bitch wants tobe in pics with Rover. Not bad, kinda pasty looking, but not bad, littlelighting and we correct that. Not bad, makeup would be too expensive, but alittle lighting, and it'll be great. Fuckin' great.*quot;He dropped his hands and turned to Lucy. *quot;You want we do it right here?? Oh,*quot;He looked at Larry, as if seeing him for the first time. *quot;Lucy, who's thisbastard? He wanna be in the movie?*quot;Larry's face darkened. *quot;I'm the reason you's here, ass hole.*quot;Lucy stepped forward to get in between them, but Marty just laughed andturned away, totally oblivious to any threat. *quot;Ah, that's great, owe y'one,big one. Now that we got that out of the way.*quot; The balding man looked aroundthe room. *quot;Do we do the film here or in the auditorm?*quot; Lucy shrugged. *quot;Comeon,*quot; he checked his watch *quot;time is money, money is time. I only got thecameras rented until six. After that it costs double and when Walt gets backI wanna be all set up.*quot;Larry sniffed, his anger draining away at the thought of what was going to behappening to his captive. *quot;That be a good idea. We take her down to theauditorium and you have your people set up there.*quot; Still a bit miffed, hegestured at the producer's cigar. *quot;Hey, this place is a fire trap ass hole,put out that fucking' cigar.*quot;*quot;Yea.. Yea,*quot; Blowing a large smoke ring, Marty grabbed Synthia's arm and ledher out of the office and down the hall. She sobbed quietly, but didn't tryto break away. There was nowhere to go, what with Larry and Lucy followingclose behind, being naked, cum dripping from her ass hole, and a sore throat.What more could happen to her? In a few moments, they all entered the old gym,where, minutes before, the ten girls from the basketball team had beenimpaled on the dildo bench. The phalluses still stood there, some glisteningin the dim light.A small film crew, two men, a camera and some lights, was waiting. Accustomedto strange sights, they didn't blink when their boss, dragging a naked woman,walked across the gym shouting orders and directions.Dazed and confused, Synthia felt she had been transported to an alien world.First those black teens, then the bookie with his massive cock, and now agroup of people with all this equipment. What were they doing? What was goingon? Didn't they see she was naked and needed help. How could they?*quot;GRRRRR GRRRR.*quot;Synthia was startled and looked over towards the growling that was coming outof a darkened corner of the gym. A black k**, the earfucker, broke cover andstarted run across the gym floor chased by a, a massive great dane!Marty chuckled. *quot;Looks like we got company.*quot; He turned to Larry. *quot;One a'your's? Sorry bout that. Rover don't like spooks, but he ain't never eaten awhole one before.*quot; He turned to one of his crew. *quot;Tommy get out the dogbiscuits and bring him back before he gets sick. I don't usually feed himdark meat.*quot; The producer chomped on his cigar and laughed as Tommy wentchasing off down the hall after the dog and the black teen.Still laughing, Marty took the bewildered Synthia and dragged her into thecenter of the gym. *quot;Set up here and hurry up.*quot; he ordered the remaining crewmember. *quot;I want to catch this before we lose all the fuckin' light.*quot;He waited impatiently as the man quickly set up the lights. In a few minutes,everything was ready, Synthia cowered in the middle of a blinding pool oflight. *quot;OK, OK, where the fuck is...*quot; Marty paced back and forth, puffing hiscigar and dropping his ashes all over the place, as he waited for Tommy toget back with the dog. Finally, they came back into the gym, the great daneslavering and pulling on it's chain. The dog had a patch of cloth held proudlyin his mouth.*quot;Ahh, shit, you didn't let him eat that spook did ya?*quot; Marty glanced at Larry,grinning. *quot;It might make him sick and then we'd have to do this scene over.*quot;Before Tommy could answer, the earfucker lurched through the door into thegym. His hands were locked behind his ass, covering where the patch of clothhad once been, but was now Rover's proud possession and Marty laughed.*quot;Good, good. Fuckin' great!*quot; He turned to Larry. *quot;See? The spook is OK,nothing vital missing.*quot;Then it was back to business. *quot;Now, where is that fuckin' Walt. I bet he gotmugged or somethin'. This is some neighborhood you'se got here spook.*quot; Larrywinced and turned away. The coach was angry, but he was also beginning tounderstand that the man didn't mean or even really know what he was saying.It was just his way of talking.