~Subject: The Basketball Team #2 nc r s etc
~From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)

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                      THE BASKETBALL TEAM #2
                       by PARKER / PALADIN

   Larry stood up on the entrance steps of the bus with a reluctant
Synthia cowering at his side. She would have slid down and tried to
get away if it had not been for his hold of her hair. As it was,
she was twisting and squirming in his strong grip, trying to cover
her slit and nipples with her hands, hoping to save what was left
of her modesty.

   It was a futile hope. The frustrated earfucker came up, grabbed
her right hand and uncovered her slit. He roughly stuck a bony,
black finger in her and then shouted angrily: "What is this shit?
This whore is juicing to beat the band. I thunk that you'll stuck
up white bitches had ice in here but this'un is ready to fuck us
all." He turned to his friends. "Just a whore watering for some of
our'n big black licorice sticks."

   Tears rolled down Synthia's face, tracing paths through the
thick globs of come, as the crowd burst into laughter. She wanted
to shout at them that it wasn't her juices; that the boy's finger
had encountered the still warm cum left by the recent rapes.

   But she was too scared.

   Larry shot off the .45 again, to quiet the crowd of black
teenagers and maintain his authority. When they finally went quiet,
he hollered: "Shut up, motherfucker. You didn't even know what hole
to use when you had the chance." The kids laughed. "You probably
don't even know what to do with a fine piece of cunt like this un
if we was to give it to you for a week. You'd probably just be
pleading on those bony knees of you'rn to get a little suck on one
of these here tits. Now get out the way and let me get this show on
the road. We got business here, fucker."

   Embarrassed, the earfucker withdrew a slimy black finger from
Synthia's hole and, recognizing his place, shut his mouth. <He
would not beg to suck her tits.... Well maybe he'd.... Naw!! He get
this bitch alone soon and them....>

   Larry grinned at the crowd. "Now, we have a lying, stealing,
conniving bitch here. She done bribed and fucked her way here and
she done promised the officials that she'd give um a piece of
this..." He slid his hand along the front of her cuntpad. "... for
favorable decisions. So her team'd win the fuckin' cup. Didn't you
cunt?"

   Synthia squirmed helplessly. "Please don't hurt me!" she begged.
"I was just trying to...."

   "You see, I found out 'bout it, an I feels if this cunt is going
to be used again us I want's to sees it at work. It owes us. Does
I have any brothers that will volunteer to see if it is the real
power behind this team of pasty pussies we's got here!!" Larry
shouted.

   Larry shoved her forward and she fell to her knees. A cheer went
up and the volunteers quickly assembled to sample the novel white
cunt. Some of the brothers decided that their were other holes were
in need of the attentions of some fine black hoses and tried them.
(The earfucker, as he was the smallest brother 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 his balls
weren't black they'd be blue now.>

   "Now brothers and sisters," Larry went on having successfully
disposed of Synthia for the near future, "we come to the pasty
cunts that 'play ball' for this bitch." He surveyed the cowering,
near naked girls in front of him. "'Course," he sighed, shaking his
head in mock sadness, "it's not all prime meat. Give me this little
bitch here," he said, indicating Regina.

   He lifted her slight weight till she was visible to all and
continued on: "You'll sure that this is a cunt?? I don't want to
find no hidden dick in this here supposed to be slit you'll
overlooked."

   Regina was mortified. She had been stripped, examined and pawed
over for an eternity and still this niggar was calling her a boy.
At 17, she was ashamed of her flat chest and boyish figure, and
suffered lots of teasing from other kids at school. But she tried
to ignore it, working hard at school and on the team. She planned
to go to law school when she graduated. And, if she ever got free
of these black hands, she would file such a law suit....

   "AHHHHHHAHHHHHAHHHHH!" Regina screamed as her scalp seemed to
catch fire in a thousand little places. She forgot her modesty and
grabbed for the black paw that 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 finally gave up hopes of
fighting the bastard and hung there like a trophy for this black
man.

   With a huge grin, Larry lifted the crying girl even higher into
the air. "Yes sir. It still looks like a cock holder to me... Any
of you'll brothers tried a dick in this?" he asked, sinking his
thumb in the hole he was discussing.

   "Noooo...." This brought renewed struggles from Regina as
Larry's thick, greasy finger pushed up against her cherry. The
slender girl tried to push his hand away, but he was too strong.
She hung there, helpless and naked in the man's hands, as he pushed
and then broke her cherry. "Nooo..."

   "Lookie here!!" Larry exclaimed, waving his bloody finger in the
air, "Bitch must of got teeth in there. See she bit me!!! You'll
didn't do a good job of zamining the bitch. Give me that old base
ball bat you got there. I going to knock the teeth out of this hole
for all you'se." He grabbed the bat and stuck the narrow end up
against her clit at the mouth of her cunt. Regina squealed in fear
and started struggling anew, desperate to escape the thick, wooden
member. Larry grinned at her struggling. He placed the end of the
bat against her cunt and slowly lowered her onto it.

   "AAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAA" Reginna screamed, twisting and thrashing as
her wooden lover gave her her first fuck. She sunk down and then,
finally, passed out. Larry pulled her up and the bat stayed in its
snug new home. The crowd laughed. Regina was now open for all time.
She would be able to take on the biggest of them with ease now and
ever more....

   Larry let her fall to the ground where she lay, unconscious, the
bat still sticking out of her wide open cunt. "Now them teeth wont
bother you'll little black snakes none," Larry laughed.

   Finished with the slender brunette, he cast his gaze over the
crying teenagers. "Her!" He pointed at Sandra, a tall girl with
large breasts and thick, red hair. "Get me the big titted red head.
This one going to look nice on the court with a set of bells on her
tits."

   Sandra fought as black hands pulled her towards the impromptu
dias, but she was quickly forced to the waiting clutches of the
powerful black man. She let out a cry as his hugh paw closed over
her hair and, as had happened moments earlier with Regina, lifted
her above the heads of the milling masses. She sought to cover her
treasures but Larry slapped her right tit with his free hand.

   "AHHHH AHHH......" Sandra screamed and, seeking to cover her
jiggling tits, shifted her hands upwards. Larry reached down,
grabbed her pubic hair and lifted. The results were loud and
immediate. She resumed screaming, with a higher pitch and her hands
left her tits.

   "Now this here un look like a basketball carrier. These two we
could cut off and play with at any ole lot in the ghetto. Might
take a bit of a knack to bounce up with these sticky out nipples.
I might try's that later, maybe after we get done today." Using
both arms, Larry flung the twisting, wailing Sandra into the crowd.

   "OK. Listen up you'll black bastards. We going to take these
pasty pussies into the old gym here and have um limber up for the
game today. Now bring um along... let's get inside to help our
opponents. Sportsmen to... pussy... so to speak. HAHAHAHAAH"

   The crowd surged forward and dragged the reluctant, naked team
members to their fate. Regina, still unconscious, was pulled into
the building by her hair, still trailing the baseball bat between
her legs. The guy who had been fucking Synthia reluctantly pulled
out. He pulled her to her feet and shoved the gasping coach into
the building. The brunette stumbled along after her team, a thick
trail of cum dribbling down her legs.

   The building seemed to be some kind of abandoned school. They
were led down a short hallway and into a larger room. It was a gym,
complete with basketball hoops, but the wood floor was old and
cracked. Inside the gym, they were herded to their bench. On the
bench were a collection of hugh dildos nailed down to the seat.

   "Now this is your bench and cause you is already dressed for it
take your seats." Larry ordered.

   It was too much for Terry. The tall, willowy blonde let out a
scream and tried to run away. She was quickly caught and so became
the first one to take to a dildo. Kicking and screaming, she was
forced to straddle the massive phallus.

   "Now you get it in your hole or we won"t be so choosie. We might
pick the wrong un. Or make a new un altogether," Larry said looking
in Terry's wide, blue eyes. She was sure he meant it and so she
obeyed, lowering her precious cunt onto the waiting dildo. She
wasn't a virgin or anything, but being forced to impale herself
onto a dildo in front of a bunch of... and it was so large! After
six agonizing inches, she tried to stop, but a collection of
helping hands on her shoulders forced her reluctant cunt to the
fullest stuffing she had ever experienced. By the time her naked
ass touched the bench, her eyes became glassy and she knew what a
goose felt when stuffed.

   "I bet she be ready for my big ol snake after that," the
earfucker interjected...

   "Boy I done told you to get out the way, and put that little
slimy thing back where it belong. or I going to cut it off and put
it in YOUR ear," Larry exclaimed. Larry went around and slapped
Terry's small, firm tits back and forth a few times till he tired
of the bounce. The girl didn't fight; she just closed her eyes and
leaned forward slightly, trying to ease the pain.

   Satisfied, Larry looked up at the other girls. "Bring um all
down here and seat um up here to hear my pep talk to them."

   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 the bat removed in favour of
the new intruder. Eventually, they were assembled on the bench
before the rival coach. The hands of the black teens assured that
they were firmly in place at the bottom of the seats.

   "Now," he started, "we's gonna start your trainin to get ready
for the game tonight. To limber you all up, we thinks you'll like
a little run, oh... say about 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 you to this little tackle dummy with Bubba and
Dimona to hold it down."

   Bubba and Dimona walked forward. They must have each weighed at
least 300 lbs.

   "Now to aid you in this little run I'm going to shoot you each
up with a little crank. This stuff let you pull this little tackle
dummy to the moon and back." He gestured at a couple of the black
teenagers. "'Course we got to assure that the judges don't know you
been shooting up so we do it in the pussy lips. Guys hold um down."

   Terry was first and she hardly knew what was coming. The sting
to her left cunt lip was slight compared to the painful stuffing of
her cunt so she just stared blankly as the methamphetamine went
into the secret lip.

   Regina was next in the line. Dazed, she didn't struggle at all.
All she knew was that the dildo was easier on her innards than the
bat. So she just sat there and marvelled at her increasing energy.

   Larry did a couple more of the girls and then straightened up.
"Thomas, get your black ass over here and shoot up these pussy lips
for me. You got the experience here 'bouts. You three bangers take
the fixed uns to the sleds and yoke un at the field and hold um
till I get there. YOU'LL HEAR ME!! I gots to start this lying pussy
of a coach to her interview 'for the time run out. Now you'll get
your black asses in gear."

   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 a number of black dicks. The earfucker
hovered around on the edge of the group, looking for an opening.

   "Get out the way motherfuckers! Me and the coach got some
futures to discuss. You'll get up to the floor and see to the
sleighs. I want no slipups with then hiped up pussies. One of them
gets away you'll going to have to chase then to the moon and back.
They's all got to be at the game this afternoon. Now get's to it."

   The kids scattered. Grinning, Larry grabbed Synthia by her arm
and dragged her down the hall and into the former principals
office.