Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoners of war who give in to their captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forced with her abductors-both must act with past experience to guide them. Both must make decisions in a vacuum, . without benefit of familiar people or situations to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In FAMILY RAPED AND RAVAGED, Ellen Wagner finds herself and her daughter in just such a situation. Held captive by escaped convicts, she not only meets her captors' sexual demands but, to her horror finds herself responding to them.
Ellen and her child are forced to indulge in acts that are not only forbidden by society, but also by their own moral code. Yet, in spite of their shame, they turn the experience into a positive one, uniting them as a family.
This is a shocking story, the story of one family's reactions under stress. Yet who are we to judge their response?
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Christ, you sleep too much," he said.
Ellen Wagner groaned. She was still half asleep. Phil was already out of bed, dressing for his trip. She mumbled an answer. She was aware the sheet was down at her hips, her body un-covered. She pulled at the sheet and covered herself. She didn't want him to start anything. He had a habit of wanting to fuck at the most un-likely times.
This morning, he was leaving to go on a business trip, but that wouldn't stop him. Cindy, their teenaged daughter, had slept at a friend's house last night, and Phil might decide to take advantage of the fact that they were alone.
She was right. He suddenly sat down on the bed and leaned over her. He was still in his underwear. He stretched out and cuddled behind her. She could feel his cock pressing against her ass as he kissed her neck.
"You're not sleeping," he said.
It was clear he wanted to fuck. He fondled her tits. He stroked her ass. She was naked under the sheet. She wanted him to go away.
"Please, Phil...."
"Come on, let's have a little."
"I'm not awake yet. It's too early."
"I won't see you for two weeks."
"You should have thought of that last night."
"Come on, Ellen. Last night you had that TV show you were watching. And the night before, it was something else. You don't like it at night and you don't like it in the morning. What the hell are you saving it for?"
He continued kissing her neck. He squeezed her tits under the sheet. Then his hand slid down over her belly and between her legs. She couldn't stop him. They'd had long years of marriage. and she'd never liked the fucking. Not ever.
The problem went all the way back. She'd had a religious upbringing. A childhood filled with Sunday school and Bible reading and sermons against smoking and drinking and lust. Her mother always spoke against sex. They told her the devil was hiding everywhere. And then she grew up and met Phil and they got married. Devil or no devil, she didn't like fucking. Sex was so messy. And sometimes it seemed sinful. Phil seemed to want to fuck all the time. Sometimes she blamed herself for their problems. But mostly she blamed Phil. He was a man-and men were like animals when it came to sex. Her mother had always said that, and she'd been right. It was sinful to take pleasure in sex.
She wanted more children, but Phil was against it. He insisted they stop with Cindy. And now she wouldn't have a second child, because she was already thirty-five. A good-looking thirty-five. Phil always told her how beautiful she was. And her friends told her, also. Ellen knew men found her sexy. Sometimes she liked teasing them. She liked the idea that she could turn a man on. She liked getting their cocks up. She'd always liked that about being a woman. She was something of a cock-tease. In high school, she had liked getting the boys turned on, but she'd never done anything with them. It was the wickedness inside her. She felt awful about it. She liked getting Phil aroused. It made her feel like she had some power over him.
But at the moment, she wished he would go away. She groaned in protest as he forced her legs apart. In a moment he had his fingers in her pussy. She could feel his hard-on, his stiff cock pressing against her ass. He had his cock out of his shorts, and he kept pushing it between her asscheeks. She could feel the heat of his prick-knob as he slid his cock back and forth in the crack of her ass.
Then the sheet fell off and she was completely naked. She chided herself for sleeping without anything. No wonder he was turned on. It was all her own fault. She hated it when he fucked her-and yet she liked turning him on. It was crazy. Now he was at her and he wouldn't stop until he got like this. He had a long trip ahead of him, but he didn't care. He cared about nothing how except fucking her.
Phil kept insisting and finally she had to give in.
She told him it would have to be a quick one. "You don't have time for anything else. You'll be late for your plane."
He laughed. "Let me worry about that."
He quickly pulled his shorts off. He stroked her ass, and she felt him pulling her asscheeks apart to look at her asscrack. She hated sex in daylight. It somehow made it so sinful to do it in the light.
He stroked her cunt from behind. He muttered something about her being dry. He reached over to get the bottle of baby oil off the night table. In a moment, she felt his oily fingers in her pussy. He lubricated her cunt hole. Then his cock was pushing at her cunt mouth.
His cock fucked inside her cunt hole. Phil groaned as he slammed his prick home. He held her hip as he screwed his cock around in her cunt.
"Yeah, that's good, honey." He liked fucking her from behind. He always said she had a great-looking ass. He liked fucking her when they were both on their sides and she had her back to him.
Now his hand squeezed her tits as he started fucking his cock in and out. She felt violated. He had a big cock and she hated having it in-vading her body. She couldn't help it. She supposed some women might like fucking. But not her. She always remembered her childhood, the church, the way everyone said sex was bad and pleasure a sin. Getting married didn't change anything.
She groaned now as Phil fucked her. She prayed he would finish soon. She hated the wetness down there. She hated the way he behaved like an animal when he fucked her. The rest of the time, he was easy to get along with. But when he fucked her, he was awful and she hated him. It was almost as if he suddenly became transformed into a complete stranger. He became a drooling victim of the devil. Or maybe he wasn't a victim at all. Maybe it was just what he wanted.
She was always afraid about Cindy. She didn't know what to do about Cindy and her boyfriends. Phil always encouraged Cindy to en-joy herself with her friends. Sometimes Ellen wondered how they ever got together in the first place. Maybe she and Phil didn't even belong together....
As he fucked Ellen, Phil was also thinking about their marriage. He always had a good time fucking her. After all the years, she still turned him on and he still enjoyed plowing in the old furrow. She had a great body, riper now than when she'd been a girl and even sexier. Solid tits and a gorgeous ass. Great legs and firm thighs. He loved fucking her like this. She had w such a tight cunt when he took her like this. He'd always had fantasies about fucking her ass, but he'd never done it. She wouldn't allow it. She was old-fashioned about sex.
He was afraid she would ruin Cindy. He hated the idea of Cindy growing up to be inhibited like her mother. A girl couldn't be happy like that. He hated Ellen's family. They were all religious nuts. They thought the answer to everything was in the Bible.
Fuck the Bible, Phil thought.
Ellen's tit felt so good in his hand. She had fat juicy nipples, the tips long and thick. Just the kind he liked. He liked heavy tits that hung a bit with their weight. Like Ellen's. She was still a great-looking woman. She always drew the eyes of people when they were out some-where. The people who looked at her probably thought she was hot-blooded. He was the only one who knew the truth. She wasn't hot-blooded at all, she was inhibited and repressed and all the rest of it that came with a religious brain-wash during childhood. The stupid fucking Sun-day school and her tight-ass parents. The preachers and Bibles and all the bullshit talk about the devil. If there was such a thing as the devil, then people like Ellen's mother and father worked for him.
He had no idea if Ellen had ever had an orgasm. Sometimes it seemed that something was happening when he fucked her, but he thought she faked it. He loved everything about her except her attitude toward sex.
In the meantime, Ellen was still praying Phil would hurry and finish with her. She tried not to move. She kept still and let him fuck her any way he wanted. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. Her juices were running. She hated it. She hoped he wouldn't make her roll over on her belly. Sometimes he wanted to fuck her like that. She would he flat on her belly and he would get it in from the back. Or he would have her kneeling like a dog. She hated that the most. It was so obscene. Like two animals. Sometimes he even played with her asshole and she had to push his hand away. That was the filthiest thing he did.
She could tell he was having a hot time now. She could hear him breathing hard as he churned his fucker in her cunt. Yes, he was having a ball doing it. Well, she wasn't. She hated it, as always. But he was going on a trip, and she told herself she had to fulfill her wifely duties. It was sinful the way he took so much pleasure in fucking. They were not having children anymore, and she didn't need the fucking.
Then she felt him speeding up. He was ramming her cunt now. She could hear him grunting. His hand squeezed her tit with more force. How she hated it. Like two beasts. That big prick of his fucking in and out of her pussy. The way he grunted each time he slammed against her. His hand was hurting her tit. The bed was shaking now. She was glad Cindy was out of the house. She hated it when Phil was so vigorous like this.
Then he made a raspy noise in his throat as he started coming.
She could feel him pumping his cum-load in there. He groaned as he pounded against her ass. His cock was like an animal burrowing in-side her body. God shouldn't have made it like this. It was too awful for a woman. She couldn't bear it. She could feel his jism gushing out. She hated the sticky slime that came out of his cock. One time, he came in her hand, and she had been thoroughly disgusted with it.
He was finished now. His hand opened to release her tit. He pulled back, pulled his cummy cock out of her cunt as he rolled over on his back with a groan.
She quickly left the bed and went to the bathroom. She closed and locked the door, and she sat down on the toilet to let his jism run out of her cunt.
How disgusting it was. She wiped her pussy. She wanted to get to sleep again. She was glad they'd agreed he'd have breakfast at the airport. Now he'd get out of the house and leave her alone.
When she went back to the bedroom, she found him already out of bed and dressing to leave. She climbed onto the bed and pulled the sheet over her. Phil looked at her and smirked. "Tired?" Ellen closed her eyes. "There's nothing wrong with that."
"If you liked fucking, you wouldn't be so tired."
"Let's not have a fight."
"You really don't like it, do you?"
"I like it as much as I can."
"Bullshit!"
"Phil, you'll be late for the plane."
"You're frigid, Ellen."
"I'm not anything. I'm just an ordinary woman."
"Yeah, sure."
"I can't help it the way I was brought up."
"You're like an icebox in bed."
"And you're like an animal."
"Oh, shit!"
They continued bickering with each other and gradually it became hotter. She wished he'd leave. She wanted to cry, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Thank God, Cindy was out of the house.
Then finally Phil was ready to leave. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Okay, let's forget it. Let's not fight about it." He leaned over and kissed her good-bye. She kissed him back. She did love him. They were just two ordinary people, and they needed each other. He patted her cheek and smiled at her. "Take care of yourself while I'm gone. And Cindy, too."
Then he walked out. She waited until she heard the front door close, and then she sighed and relaxed. All right, he's gone, she thought.
After a while, she left the bed and turned the television on. She was depressed about the argument. The news was on, but she was too distracted to listen.
She vaguely heard something about escaped convicts.
She paid no attention to it. She had her own problems. She yawned and rubbed her eyes as she walked into the bathroom.
She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes were bleary. She smiled at herself. Life wasn't that bad. She didn't have a hard life. Not like some women. She and Phil had a nice house, and it was far enough away from the city to almost be in the country. Far enough away to hear the crickets at night. She liked it this way. She liked the isolation.
Sometimes Cindy complained it was too dull, but there was something to be said for being all the way out here, away from the wickedness of the city.
She was happy that Phil made enough money to keep her at home. But now that Cindy was growing up, Ellen had been thinking about a job. She was in no rush. She squeezed some toothpaste out on the brush and brushed her teeth.
After that she went to the kitchen and had some orange juice. She poured out some of the coffee Phil had made, sipped it and put it down. She thought about Phil fucking her before. Of course he was right about her being cold. She just didn't like fucking. She wasn't turned on by sex. Men didn't turn her on at all. She didn't like looking at Phil's cock and balls when he was naked. Sometimes it was nice when he touched her. If he was very gentle, she sometimes liked to be touched. She liked it when he whispered in her ear. That was the way he'd courted her. It seemed so long ago, she could hardly remember it. All those evenings on her front porch, with her parents carefully watching them from inside. She liked romance. She liked it when he told her she was beautiful.
She finally left the kitchen. She went back to the bedroom and into the bathroom again. She climbed into the shower and turned the water on. In a moment she was drenched.
She felt better under the shower. Phil would be gone a few weeks and maybe she'd have time to do something in the garden. She might even go into the city to do some shopping. It wasn't a bad life. A woman had to learn how to cope.
She lathered her body with a bar of soap. She thought of Phil again as she ran the soap over her tits. He always liked her tits. She fondled her body as she soaped herself. She slipped a hand between her legs to do her pussy. She ran the bar of soap between her cuntlips. Her pussy was still tender from the fucking. When she had her cunt gash soaped up, she touched her clit with her fingers. She remembered how Phil had once told her she had a big clit and that he was surprised because women with big clits were usually turned on to sex. Well, he didn't know everything, did he?
She started rubbing her clit slowly. She was no stranger to masturbation. She'd always done it. She couldn't remember the first time, but it had to be when she was very young. No matter how much she disliked fucking, she always came when she masturbated. Her little secret. Of course, it was sinful. But she told herself it was only a little sin. A woman needed some way to relieve the tension.
Now she tried her middle finger inside her cunt hole. She screwed the finger around a bit. Part of it was to get clean, but it did feel good if she did it just right. She used another finger to touch her asshole. Every once in a while, Phil talked about fucking her ass. Of course, she wouldn't allow it. It was a filthy idea. And she was certain he would tear her apart if he tried ass-fucking her.
She kept rubbing her clit until she had a small orgasm. She never allowed herself anything more. Just a small climax to get some of the edge off her nerves.
She finally finished in the shower. She came out and dried herself off on the bathroom rug. She brushed her hair, then she put a robe on and went back to the kitchen.
The coffee in her cup was cold now, and she poured another cup out of the simmering pot.
She sat at the kitchen table drinking the coffee as she stared out the kitchen window to the garden.
She wondered what went on in other marriages. The nearest home was a good distance away. Two old people. She didn't have many friends. Not since they'd moved here from Denver. She didn't mind it. Cindy seemed happy. And Phil was doing very well in his job.
Of course, she had this restlessness inside her. She told herself it was natural, because she wanted more children and it hadn't happened.
Then suddenly she heard a noise somewhere in the house.
Or maybe it was outside the house. She wasn't concerned. She'd always felt safe out here.
Then she heard a noise again-and this time it was clear it was inside the house.
Another noise.
She suddenly had a knot of fear in her chest.
Then she gasped when a man suddenly appeared in the doorway to the kitchen.
He grinned at her. "Take it easy, baby. Just take it easy and don't try anything."
She sat there staring at him, paralyzed with fear.
For the first time now, she noticed he had a knife in his hand. He wore a blue jumpsuit.
Then she remembered the prison ten miles down the road. The convicts in the prison always wore blue jumpsuits.
CHAPTER TWO
He kept grinning at her. "My name's Cal, honey. What's yours?"
She was terrified. She couldn't imagine how he had come into the house without anyone hearing him. Then she remembered she'd been in the shower. She trembled as she looked at him.
"What do you want?" she asked nervously.
He chuckled. "Don't try anything foolish."
"If it's money you want, I don't keep much in the house. But I'll give you what I have, if you go."
"I don't need your money, lady."
"Then ... what?"
He grinned at her again. She had no doubt about the jumpsuit now. He was certainly a convict from the prison. Now she remembered the news broadcast about escaped convicts. This had to be one of them. That was what he was. The man standing in her kitchen was an escaped convict. She could hardly believe it. This was something that happened to other people. And the way he looked at her was the most frightening thing of all. He seemed totally unafraid of her, as if he could do anything he wanted and get away with it.
He saw the recognition in her eyes. "I guess they had it on television."
She nodded. "Yes."
"What did they say?"
She told him she didn't remember much. Something about escaped convicts from the prison. He grinned and said he was one of them.
"Stand up, honey."
She trembled. "What for?"
"Never mind what for-just stand up!"
She was too afraid to refuse. She stood up. He looked her up and down and smiled. He said he wanted her to show him her bedroom.
"We'll be more comfortable on a bed," he remarked.
On a bed? Her stomach turned over as she walked past him. He chuckled and patted her ass as he followed her. He started talking about his time in prison. He said he needed a piece. He said he'd been locked up a long time and he wanted a woman.
She was desperate. It was obvious he was going to rape her. She thought about Cindy. Her daughter ought to be home from her friend's house soon. She was afraid for Cindy. If only she could get him out of the house before Cindy arrived. Maybe if she gave him what he wanted, he would leave.
When they were finally in the master bedroom, he asked about her family. "Who else lives here?"
She told him. She lied and told him Phil would return soon. "He usually comes back in the morning about ten."
Cal laughed. "That's a lie, baby. I saw him drive away with luggage in his car." Then he looked her up and down. "You never told me your name."
"Ellen."
"Nice name. Who's the girl in that picture on the dresser?"
"That's my daughter. She's away at my mother's place and she won't be back for another week."
Cal smiled. "Then it's just the two of us, isn't it?"
She looked away. "I guess so."
He ordered her to get her robe off. He said he wanted to look at her. "I've been looking at magazines for four years. Show me something real, cutie."
Ellen was dismayed. There wasn't any way she could refuse him. He could easily kill her if he wanted to. Her only chance was to do what he wanted and pray that he wouldn't harm her, or harm Cindy. The idea of him touching Cindy was too much to think about.
She slipped the robe off and draped it over the back of a chair. Trembling, she stood there naked.
He snickered. "Oh, yeah!" He looked her over. He said he liked her tits. Then he ordered her to turn so he could see her ass.
She turned her back to him. She felt his hot eyes on her body. When at last he told her to face him again, she turned and saw that he had his cock dangling out of an opening in the front of his jumpsuit.
He took hold of his cock with one hand. In the other hand, he held his knife. He smiled at her. "Oscar here says hello."
She stared at his big ugly prick. She was mesmerized by it. She watched his fingers as he slowly stroked his cockshaft.
"Do you like cock, baby?"
Ellen quivered. "I ... I don't know."
He laughed. "Christ, lady, you've got a husband, haven't you? Doesn't he have a dick?"
She was in a helpless daze. When he told her to get down on her knees, she moved like a robot. He came forward. He ordered her to suck his cock as he pulled his foreskin back to show her his cockhead.
She was nauseated by the smell of his prick, repelled by his cock flesh. She thought of Cindy again. She thought of the knife he was holding. She had to do it.
He coaxed her. He pushed his cock against her lips, and after a moment she opened them. His warm prick slid inside her mouth. Warm and fat, forcing her jaws open with its bulk.
She did her best not to retch. She prayed she would faint, but of course it didn't happen. Cal chuckled as he held half the length of his cock inside her open mouth.
"Yeah, that's good, baby. You look good."
Then he made her take more cock. His cockmeat continued sliding over her tongue.
The smell of him was awful. He smelled like he hadn't bathed in a month. She hated what he was doing to her. She hardly ever sucked Phil. She hated it when Phil made her do it. Now she had this big prick forced inside her mouth.
He pulled at her head and told her to take more. In a moment, his prick-knob was pushing at her throat. She felt like gagging. She was afraid she would choke. But she was also afraid he'd be angry if she gagged, so she held her breath and took it.
Then at last he pulled back and she could breathe again. He started fucking her mouth slowly while he talked to her. He told her she had nice lips. He fucked his cock slowly in and out of her open mouth and stroked her head. He seemed almost affectionate. He told her how bad things had been in prison. He said he wanted her to be nice to him. He said if she was nice to him, nothing bad would happen to her.
After a while, he started fucking her mouth more forcefully. He muttered as he did it. She could tell he was getting close. She prayed he would pull his cock out of her mouth before he came. But he continued fucking his prick in her mouth until the end.
He grunted as he came. He held her head in place as he spurted his cum-load over her tongue.
She took his hot cum-load down her throat. This was the first time in her life she had ever done it, and she thought she would die. All that ugly slime sliding down her throat. Phil had never done that to her. If she sucked Phil's cock, it was always a prelude to fucking. He always came in her pussy.
Cal finally let her pull her face away. He used his fingers on his cock, and another big spurt of cum suddenly shot out and hit her face. He laughed when he saw it. He said now she could think of herself as being baptized again.
She groaned as she wiped her face with her hand. She got up and sank down again into a nearby chair. Cal chucked and started talking about cock-sucking. He asked her if she sucked her husband's cock.
"You don't seem too experienced," he said.
"Please ... I don't know what you want. You ought to go now, before they catch you."
He laughed and told her to suck his cock again. He said he wanted her to get his prick hard again. He said she had a pretty mouth.
When she made no move to obey him, he came to her and slapped her face. She started crying. He pulled at her head. He threatened her with his knife until she took his cock in her mouth again.
This time, she was sitting in a chair and the strain wasn't as great. His cock wasn't completely soft. He brought his balls out and jiggled them against her chin as she sucked his prick. He had big hairy balls, and the smell of them was overpowering. She quivered with disgust when he told her to lick his balls. But she did it. She let his cock fall out of her mouth and she moved her lips to his hairy ball-bag. She licked his balls until he grew tired of it.
He told her to suck his cock again. She continued sucking his cock until he had another hard-on.
He taunted her. He said she had the mouth of a cock-sucker. "Nice lips. Next time, you do me with lipstick. You'll put on a nice red lipstick for me, huh?"
Next time? She trembled as he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He rubbed his cock-knob over her face, the tip of his prick leaving wet streaks on her cheeks.
He told her to get on the bed. She did what he wanted, then she watched as he got out of the jumpsuit. He put the knife down as he did it.
"You try anything and I'll cut your face," he warned.
His underwear came off. He had a big hairy body. Lots of dark hair around his cock and balls and over his stomach and chest. He hefted his balls in his hand and smiled at her.
"Show me some pussy, baby. Open your legs."
She moved her thighs apart. She saw the lust in his eyes, and she prayed he would fuck her and leave before Cindy arrived home. She was in a panic that he would get hold of Cindy and rape her.
He came onto the bed now and knelt between her legs. His cock swayed like a club, a heavy prick with a fat knob, almost purplish in color. He told her to pull her knees back, and when she did what he wanted he mounted her. He worked his cock inside her cunt. He groaned as he fucked in.
"Tight, baby, tight. You're a gorgeous piece."
She was tight because she was dry. But he didn't seem to care about that. Or about hurting her. All he cared about was the way her cunt grabbed at his cock as he fucked in.
When he had his prick all the way inside her cunt channel, he lay down on top of her. He told her to get her legs around him. He started fucking her. His cock sawed in and out and he held her ass in his hands. He squeezed her asscheeks as he pounded her cunt.
She could smell his foul breath. She kept her eyes closed. She prayed he'd be quick. She could feel his big balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her.
Then suddenly he pulled his prick out. He knelt back on the mattress and told her to turn over and get on her knees.
She trembled with fear that he'd want to fuck her ass, but she had no choice. She rolled over and positioned herself on her knees with her ass facing him and her head down.
He chuckled as he stroked her asscheeks. "It's a nice butt. Come on, get those legs apart. You're acting like you don't even know how to fuck."
She did what he wanted. He tickled her cuntlips with his fingers. He spread her cunt wide open. Then she felt his cock again. She was thankful he was fucking her cunt and not her ass. He grunted as he drove his prick home. Leaning over her, he grabbed her tits in his hands and growled in her ear.
"I bet you're a hot fuck with your old man. Come on, let's see some of it. Shake your ass, baby!"
He started pounding her pussy. His belly slapped her asscheeks each time he fucked in.
He was kneeling back now, holding her hips with his hands as he fucked her. She felt his big cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Her pussy was wet. She could feel the lubrication in her cunt channel. She was mortified by it. God, how she hated him!
He continued pounding her pussy from the rear, until finally he shot off in her cunt. He grunted as he came. He rolled his hips around as he churned his cock in her pussy.
Then at last he pulled out and patted her ass.
"Nice tight cunt. I thought maybe you'd have a fucked-out pussy, but you're still good." He told her to turn around and take his cock in her mouth. He wanted her to clean his prick. "Suck it off, honey. I like a clean dick."
She sucked his limp cock until he pushed her away. Then he left the bed and looked at the photos of her and Phil and Cindy on the dresser. He questioned her about her husband and daughter. He said he would hurt her if she lied.
She had to tell him what Phil did for a living. Then he asked where Cindy was. "Don't give me any bullshit."
She trembled as she told him the truth. She said Cindy was at a friend's house. She was so afraid of him.
Cal smiled. "You lied before, huh? You got this cute teenage pussy in the house and you don't want me to get near it."
He had such evil in his eyes. She felt so degraded by him. He'd fucked her twice, and she'd sucked his cock before and after.
Now he made her leave the bed. He told her to come into the bathroom with him. He said he didn't trust her.
She had to stand there and watch him piss. She was completely digusted by it. He saw the look on her face and he laughed at her.
After he finished pissing, he told her to sit on the toilet. She sat down. He smiled at her and told her to piss. He pointed the knife at her and warned her. She was helpless. She did have to go. But to do it this way, with someone watching her, was so awful.
She started pissing when he moved the knife close to her face. He laughed at her. He told her not to be so bashful.
"Now flush the toilet and let's get down to the kitchen."
He made her walk in front of him. They were both still naked. When they were inside the kitchen, he unlocked the back door. Then he told her to make some breakfast for him. He said he wanted bacon and eggs and toast.
"And don't burn the fucking toast. I hate it when the toast is burned."
"Can I put something on?"
"Fuck that! I want you naked." He said he liked looking at her. He squeezed her tits and laughed as he slapped her ass. "You're nice to look at, honey."
She set about getting him breakfast. Once more, she was hoping that afterward he would leave. Maybe he'd forget about Cindy. She worked at the stove making his bacon and eggs while he sat at the kitchen table. He turned the television on. He talked to her about the soap opera on the screen.
"I used to watch the soaps in the can all the time," he said.
She was conscious of his eyes on her body as she moved around the kitchen. She prayed Cindy wouldn't come home. What could she do? She thought of running out the back door, but she was certain he would catch her first. She had to play along with him until she could think of something. There was still a chance that after he had breakfast he'd clear out. He'd already come twice, and she doubted he would want to fuck her again.
Then she felt his hand on her ass as she stood at the sink. He laughed as he tickled her cunt from behind.
"Hold still, honey."
But she squirmed when he touched her asshole. He said she had a great ass. He said he liked a woman with a good ass. Then he slapped her ass and told her to bend over the sink.
When she did it, he told her to spread her ass-cheeks with her hands. She hesitated a moment, then she did that, too. She felt him looking at her asshole. She felt so awful having him do that.
He touched her asshole with his finger. "You get enough here from your old man?"
"Please don't...."
"Answer the question."
"He doesn't ... I mean, I've never...."
Cal laughed. "Cherry ass? Jesus Christ, a cherry ass!"
He pressed against her now as he played with her ass. She felt his cock rubbing up and down her asscrack. She was desperately afraid now, afraid he'd fuck her ass.
But what he wanted was her cunt again. He spread her cunt hole with his fingers and pushed his cock inside her cunt channel. He started fucking her. He held her hips as his cock fucked in and out of her pussy. He told her to move her ass.
She was amazed that his cock was hard again. Then she remembered he'd been in prison. She was probably the first woman he'd had in years. She felt his big balls slapping against her cunt-lips each time he rammed her.
He talked to her about her cunt. He said he liked her body. The pace picked up and he was soon pounding her from behind. He grunted as he fucked her. She kept her head hanging over the sink, her legs wide apart as he fucked harder and harder.
His big hands squeezed her hips. And then finally he shot off in her cunt and she felt the wetness around her cunt hole.
She felt so helpless. He made her feel like a helpless animal. He kept his cock fucking in and out of her cunt even after his balls were drained.
Suddenly the back door opened, and another man came in-pushing Cindy in front of him.
The new man closed the door quickly.
Cindy's eyes were wide with shock.
The new man grinned at Cal. "Fucking up a storm, huh?" He put his arm around Cindy. "Look what I found outside."
He wore a blue jumpsuit just like Cal's. Another convict! Ellen's heart sank as she realized now there were two of them. And they had Cindy.
CHAPTER THREE
"Yeah, that's nice," he said. Ellen was on her back on the bed in her bed-room, doubled over and tied up, her wrists and ankles fastened to the bedposts with rope. She had her weight resting almost completely on her shoulders. Her legs were pulled all the way over her head. She was naked, her cunt and ass completely exposed by the position.
The second man was alone in the room with her. His name was Mickey. He stood by the bed and grinned down at her. He was the one who had tied her up. Now he stood there, enjoying the view.
Cal was downstairs with Cindy. Ellen was so afraid for the girl. The men were beasts. She and Cindy would be lucky to get out of this alive.
Mickey taunted Ellen. "Comfortable, sweetie? We don't want you to be uncomfort-able." He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked the undersides of her thighs. His hand moved down to her ass and he tickled her cunt. His fingers probed between her cuntlips. He rubbed her cunt and grinned when she moaned and squirmed. "How does it feel? What do you like, two fingers or three fingers? Hell, this is a two-finger pussy. I can't get three in there. Cal said you had a tight cunt, and he was right."
Ellen started sobbing. "I don't want you to hurt my daughter."
Mickey only grinned. He kept rubbing her cunt with his fingers. Just on the outside. He rubbed up and down between her cuntlips.
She was terrified of them, terrified of what would happen to Cindy. She felt so helpless as Mickey fondled her. He laughed as he pulled at her cunt hair. She felt his fingers pushing between her cuntlips again. Then his fingers were inside her cunt hole.
He fucked her pussy with his middle finger and forefinger. She squirmed when he touched her asshole with the other fingers of his hand.
Then his fingers came out of her cunt and he brought some of her cunt juice down to her asshole. He rubbed the juice over the outside of her asshole. This time one of his fingers slipped inside her ass.
Ellen groaned. He pushed his fingers inside her cunt again. Now he had fingers in her cunt and ass at the same time.
He started fucking his fingers in and out. He watched her face. She could see he was enjoying her misery. He finger-fucked her asshole and cunt and giggled at her misery.
"Tight little asshole," he said.
She closed her eyes and tried not to listen. Then he speeded up the finger-fucking. Another finger pushed inside her ass and now he had two in there. Two fingers in her cunt and two fingers in her ass. No one had ever violated her like this. Not even Phil had ever had a finger inside her ass. She felt like shitting. She was horrified at what he was doing to her body, horrified at the invasion of her most secret places. She could feel his thick fingers all the way inside her cunt and ass.
He was much worse than Cal. This one was a complete animal.
Finally his fingers came out. He wiped them on his jumpsuit and stood up. She watched him as he stripped. In a moment he was naked. He had a muscular body, a hard chest and belly and a long thick cock.
He climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of her raised ass. He smiled at her as he stroked her asscheeks and fingered her cunt again. Then he positioned his cockhead at her cunt hole and pushed.
His big cock slid inside her open cunt. He grunted as he fucked in. She felt his cock stuff and stretch her cunt-channel.
He started fucking her slowly. He screwed his ass around, his eyes on his cockshaft as it fucked in and out of her pussy. Each time he pushed forward, he ground his balls flush against her ass.
"Good pussy, baby! This is good cunt. You feeling it in there? Yeah, you're feeling it, all right. You like Mickey's cock, huh?"
He laughed at her as he pushed forward again.
Then he slowed down again. He pulled back slowly and fucked in again. He seemed to enjoy watching his cock fuck in and out of her cunt.
He was in no hurry. Once again he told her she had a tight pussy. He teased her about it. He asked her if she and her husband fucked a lot. He said he liked a woman her age. He said he liked them broken in. He said he liked watching her tits flop around as he fucked her. She reminded him of a girlfriend he once had. His girlfriend used to jerk him off with her tits and take his jism on her face. She liked doing that better than anything else. She said jism was good for her complexion.
"She had a ripe cunt, just like yours." He said Cal liked them younger. "What I like is a wet pussy." He told her how wet she was.
Yes, she could feel it. She could feel her cunt juices dripping down over her asshole as he fucked her.
Then he pulled his cock out of her cunt. He rubbed his prick-knob over her clit and giggled when she groaned. "Like it, huh?"
He fingered her asshole again. He spread her asshole apart with his fingers. Then he moved his cockhead to the ring of her asshole and pushed against it.
She was terrified. He pushed forward. She felt the pain and she cried out. He kept pushing for-ward and finally his cock-knob stretched her asshole and popped inside.
A grunt of satisfaction came out of his throat. He stopped with just his cockhead in her ass, his head lowered as he looked down at it.
"That's nice. I like to see an asshole stretched around my prick. You like it, baby? Come on, tell me you like it."
Ellen moaned. "Oh God, you'll kill me!"
Mickey laughed. "Doesn't your old man fuck your ass?"
"No one has ever done it."
He giggled. He was filled with glee at the idea that he was the first man to fuck her ass. He pushed forward again. His big hands grabbed her thighs as he fucked his cock inside her ass.
The pain was tremendous. She wanted to pass out, but she couldn't. He kept pushing his cock up her ass until finally it was all inside. She could feel his balls against her asscheeks.
He held still and teased her again. "Yeah, well now you've got it, huh? Your ass is wide open, baby. I bet you feel like shitting. You better not or you'll get it all over your nice bed. Come on, look at me! Don't be bashful. Now you know what it's like. How come you waited so long to get fucked in the ass?"
He told her how tight and hot her ass was. He forced her to look at him. He slapped her ass and pinched it. He called her a stupid cunt as he brutally pinched her clit.
Then he started fucking her ass slowly. He grunted as he looked down at it. She was doubled over so much she could see everything as well as he could. She found it hard to believe it was really happening to her. After all these years. Phil had always wanted his cock in her ass, and now it was a stranger who was doing it. She wanted God to strike him dead. Strike them both dead. She watched his cock slide in and out of her stretched asshole. The pain was unbearable. She couldn't understand why she wasn't bleeding. His face looked so cruel. He seemed so delighted by her misery.
Then he laughed and told her to look at his cock. She looked down at it-and she wanted to die. Oh God, I can't stand it, she thought. This wasn't anything a woman should have to go through. She saw her shit on his cock. His cock had brown streaks all over it. The sight of it was too much for her. She closed her eyes. He slapped her face and told her he wanted her to watch it when he fucked her. He forced her to look at it. She had to watch his shit-streaked cock fucking in and out of her gaping asshole.
He was fucking her faster now. He had his hands gripping her legs at her knees, his lips pulled back over his teeth as he hissed and grunted. Her asshole was wide open. She didn't feel any real pain anymore. Now she had only the mental anguish. The sight of her own shit on his cock revolted her. All her life she'd been a neat and clean woman. She'd been that way as a girl, and she was that way as a woman.
Nothing in her life had prepared her for this.
Then he suddenly pulled his cock out of her ass. He straightened up on his knees. He pumped his cock with his fist and in a moment his prick was spurting as he came. His jism came out in great globs to splatter her face and tits. He laughed as he did it. He said he liked fucking her. He said they were going to have a good time together. He shoved two fingers up her ass and churned them around.
"Like butter, baby. You're broken in, and it's going to get better and better."
* * *
Meanwhile, Cal had Cindy downstairs in the living room. He had her on his lap. Her tee-shirt and her bra were off and her girlish tits were bare. She had full young tits with juicy pink nipples.
The girl was still in a state of shock. She was frightened to death of Cal. He tried to soothe her. He palmed one of her tits and told her he wouldn't hurt her if she behaved herself.
"You just be a good girl, and everything will be fine."
He played with her nipples. He seemed fascinated by her young tits. She looked down at his hand, at his thick fingers as they squeezed her flesh. She'd had sex before. She'd been fucked by her boyfriend, but only during the past month. Less than a dozen times, in the back seat of his car. She'd never been with a man Cal's age. She watched the way his hand played with her tits. She thought about her mother upstairs. She wondered if the men would kill them. Maybe they would.
A shudder went through her as she thought about it. She knew these men were the escaped convicts they were talking about on the news. She was terribly afraid.
She was also confused-because his fondling was turning her on. She couldn't understand how she could be turned on and afraid at the same time. It didn't make any sense.
Now Cal teased her tits again. He told her he liked them. "They'll get bigger in a few years, but now they're okay." He said she was a beautiful girl. He said if she wanted him to be nice to her, she had to be nice to him. "You want to be nice, don't you, honey? Get off my lap now. Come on, honey, off."
He made her stand in front of him half naked as she was. Then he told her to peel her shorts off. She hesitated, but she realized she didn't dare disobey him. He saw the hesitation, and he warned her. She trembled with her fear of him and she did what he wanted. She un-buttoned her shorts and slowly pushed them down over her hips. Her tits jiggled as she moved, and she blushed when she realized it.
"All the way, honey."
The shorts came off. She was now wearing nothing but her white panties. He made her bend over a bit and shake her tits at him. He laughed when she did it. Then he told her to get the panties off.
"Old Cal wants a look at your snatch, doll."
He leaned forward and helped her get her panties off her feet. When she straightened up, she was completely naked. It was the first time that anyone, man or boy, had ever seen her like this.
Cal said nothing as he looked at her. He gazed hotly at her tits and pussy. She had blonde hair on her cunt mound. He told her to turn around, and he looked at her ass.
Now she could hear him muttering something to himself. He reached out and she felt him touch her ass with his fingers. His hand moved lightly over the curves of her ass.
"Christ, you're perfect," he said.
Then he told her to turn around again, and she did it. Now she could see the bulge of his cock in his jumpsuit. She remembered what he looked like when she'd seen him fucking her mother in the kitchen. She remembered his hairy body and his huge cock and balls.
He rose and slowly unzipped his jumpsuit. He climbed out of it, peeled it off his legs, and in a moment he was naked. She couldn't avoid staring at his naked body. There was so much of him. He made her boyfriend look like a baby. But of course she'd never seen Jerry completely naked like this. But even if she had, she knew Jerry would be a skinny kid compared to Cal.
Cal's cock looked as big as a baseball bat. His balls were so huge, and had so much dark hair around them. Yes, he did make Jerry look like a baby.
Cal grinned at her and told her to take hold of his cock. "I call him Oscar, honey. Say hello to Oscar."
She was mesmerized by it. His prick was hard, sticking straight out and weaving from side to side. She reached out and took hold of it. She could hardly close her fingers around his thick cockshaft.
He told her to get down on her knees. She knew what he wanted. She slowly dropped down to her knees in front of him.
He chuckled and patted her head. "We're going to get along fine, aren't we?" The tip of his cock was dripping. "In your mouth, baby. Oscar likes to be sucked."
He warned her when she hesitated. She quivered and opened her mouth. Cal grunted and pushed forward, stuffing his cockhead between her young lips.
It was the biggest cock she'd ever sucked. He made a sound of pleasure as he pushed his prick inside her mouth. He told her to hold her head still, and then a moment later he started fucking her face slowly.
He looked down at her. He said she looked beautiful. After a few more fuck-strokes in her mouth, he pulled out. He held his cock in his fist and rubbed his cockhead back and forth over her lips.
"Like it?" he asked.
She shivered as she looked up at him. "I ... I don't know."
He laughed. "Sure, you like it. Every girl likes sucking cock. A real girl, anyway."
He told her to get up and bend over on the sofa. He patted her ass as she did it. When she was bent over the way he wanted her, he came behind her and stroked her ass. Then he leaned over her and started kissing her back. His mouth worked over her soft skin. He kissed his way down her back to her asscheeks, and she shivered at the feel of his wet lips.
He bent behind her and kissed her ass. Then she quivered as she felt his mouth in her ass-crack. He spread her asscheeks apart with his hands and pushed his face inside her asscrack. She groaned as he lapped his tongue back and forth over her asshole. Then she felt more pressure and she realized he had his lips pressed against her asshole. She could feel him sucking her ass, really sucking. She felt his teeth nibbling at her asshole, and it made her wild. Then she felt his tongue pushing inside and she thought she'd faint with the pleasure of it. It was the first time anyone had ever done that to her. She couldn't help wiggling her hips. She pushed her ass back at his face. He was like an animal eating her ass. His tongue fucked in and out.
Then finally he pulled his face away and he stood up. He bent over her back again, his hands fondling her hanging tits. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear.
"Just let yourself go, honey."
Then she felt his cockhead pushing at her cunt hole. He fucked in. He grunted as his big prick stretched her pussy. He teased her because he realized now she wasn't a virgin. Holding her slender hips in his hands, he rammed his cock inside her cunt.
The way she was bent over with her legs spread, she could feel everything. She felt his balls slap against her clit. Still holding her hips, he started fucking her. He fucked hard and fast. He told her she was a better fuck than her mother. "You've got a hot little pussy, doll. Real nice."
Cindy closed her eyes. She hated him. She was afraid he'd kill her. She was afraid for her mother. She told herself she was too young to die. But most of all, she hated him because she was afraid she might learn to like it. His cock felt so huge. Each time he rammed in, she felt his big fucker pushing at her insides.
She wanted to touch his prick. She slid her hand down along her belly until her fingers made contact with his sliding cock. She ran her fingertips around the cock-stretched mouth of her cunt hole. She had her pussy juices on her fingers. His cock was drenched with her cunt juice. She groaned and made a grab at his swinging balls. She caught his balls and held them in her small hand. His hairy balls were so massive.
Then he cried out, pounding her cunt as he shot his cum-load. She could feel him going off inside her cunt channel. She felt his cock jerking inside her pussy.
She wondered how soon it would be before they would kill her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Cal looked down at Ellen and smiled. She was still tied up on the bed. Mickey was still down-stairs with Cindy. Cal wore one of Phil's robes, and it made Ellen miserable to see him in it. She still had Mickey's jism on her tits and face. Cal teased her about it.
"You're a fucking mess. Did you like Mickey?"
Ellen sobbed. "He's an animal!"
Cal chuckled. "You'd better be a good girl.
You've got to be nice to both of us." He said if she'd be good to them they wouldn't hurt Cindy. He teased Ellen about Cindy. He said Cindy was a cute little dish. He could see the fear in Ellen's eyes.
Ellen was terrified of what they might do to Cindy. She told Cal she would do anything they wanted-as long as they left the girl alone.
Cal was amused. "Anything?"
"I don't want you to hurt her."
He told Ellen he didn't trust her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and ran his hand over her ass. He teased her about Mickey fucking her asshole. Mickey had told him. He touched her cunt with his fingers. She started babbling about Cindy again. She begged him. She said she would do anything to save Cindy from harm.
Cal giggled. She knew nothing about what had already happened between him and Cindy. Now Mickey was with the girl and probably already fucking her. He pulled at Ellen's cunt-lips with his fingers.
"You like the girl, huh?"
"She's my daughter."
He watched Ellen's face as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. He snickered at the way she winced. He said he wanted her to like it when they did things to her. She groaned and said she would try. Anything to save Cindy from them.
Finally, he untied her. She whimpered as she unwound her arms and legs. He told her to roll over, and she did. Then he told her to kneel on the mattress with her head down.
She did it. He sat beside her and stroked her body. He bounced her tits around with his hand. He stroked her ass. He tickled her asscrack and laughed when she squirmed. He fingered her cunt from behind and then rubbed his fingers across her asshole. He asked her about Mickey. Did she like his cock in her ass? He played with her cunt and made her tell him how Mickey had fucked her ass. He seemed annoyed that Mickey had taken her ass first.
"He's an asshole freak. I should've fucked you in the ass when I had you to myself. He's a fucking crazy freak when it comes to asses."
Then she felt one of his fingers fucking inside her asshole. He told her to open her ass. He added another finger to the first. He turned his fingers around inside her shitter. His hand squeezed one of her tits while he finger-fucked her asshole.
She kept her head down and her eyes closed. There was nothing she could do about it. She had to do whatever he wanted. She wondered what Cindy was doing. Would Cal keep his word about Cindy? She prayed they'd be decent enough to let the girl alone. She didn't know if they would, but she had to chance it.
Cal rose now. He laughed as he patted Ellen's ass. He said he liked her body. "You're in good shape. Just stay like that. Keep your head down and your ass up in the air."
He slipped out of the robe he was wearing and he climbed onto the bed behind her. She quivered as she felt his fingers in her cunt. She felt him moving her cunt juice from her cunt to her asshole. She thought of begging him not to fuck her ass, but she knew it would be useless. Mickey had fucked her ass, and now Cal would do the same.
He told her she was smart to save Cindy. "You don't want to get the kid ruined, huh?" He told Ellen to show him how good a fuck she was. He said he liked a woman who knew how to use her asshole. "Mickey doesn't care what kind of an ass he fucks. Me, I like them educated."
Then she felt his prick-knob pushing against her asshole. She groaned as she felt the pain. Cal giggled and told her to open up. She pushed out as though she were shitting, to open her ass to him. His cockhead popped in and he made a sound of approval.
He slowly fucked more of his cock inside her ass. He teased her about it. He told her what her asshole looked like as his cock stretched it.
Finally he was all the way in, all of his cock fucked up her ass. His balls pushed against her cunt. He told her to play with his balls and she reached underneath and did it.
She wanted to make it good for him. She wanted him to come quickly, she had to protect Cindy.
He started fucking her ass. He gripped her asscheeks with his big hands. After a few fuck-strokes, he laughed and told her he had her shit on his cock. She played with his balls as his prick continued to fuck in and out of her ass. The pain was all gone now. Her ass was wide open to his cock and her misery was complete.
Finally he shot off in her ass. He cried out as he came. He pumped his jism up her shitter, pounding her ass, laughing as he slapped her ass. When he was done, he felt his cock in her cummy ass and wriggled around to tease her.
At last he pulled his prick out. He snickered and teased her about the shit he had on his cock.
"I ought to slap you around for not being clean. Fucking broads don't know how to take care of themselves."
He laughed and told her to turn around to look at his shitty cock. She did it. A wave of revulsion swept over her as she gazed at his shit-streaked cock. She lay there helplessly while he taunted her. His cock looked like a red sausage covered with brown streaks.
Then he told her to take his cock in her mouth. "You can clean it up."
She wanted to die. "Please...."
He laughed and reminded her about Cindy. "You do whatever I want, or else."
She crawled to him. She had to do it. She opened her mouth and he chuckled as he pushed his shit-streaked cock between her lips.
"Go on, baby, clean it up."
She started sucking his cock clean. He patted her head and chuckled as she took all of his limp cock in her mouth. She sucked his prick until it was clean. She licked all around the cock-knob and the cockshaft and down to his balls. The taste of her shit was finally gone. Now all she had was the taste of his cock. And the smell of him. He was such an animal. The thought of him touching Cindy was too awful to even consider.
When she wanted to pull away from him, Cal told her to stay put. He held her head down with both hands. He pulled his cock back until he had only his cockhead in her mouth.
He said he was doing her a favor by letting her be his slave.
"I'm going to piss in your mouth, honey. You take it or you get hurt, and the girl gets hurt, too."
He told her to keep swallowing until he was finished. Then he suddenly started.
The piss gushed out and Ellen's mind whirled with shock. She was unable to deal with it. Never in her life had she imagined anything like this would happen to her. She knelt there with her lips closed over his cocktip as he pissed in her mouth. She was afraid to pull away. She had to take it. She swallowed as fast as she could, grateful now to have only his cockhead in her mouth. She'd be unable to swallow if she had more.
He kept pissing. It seemed endless. He chuckled as he watched her drink his piss down.
"Nice, baby, that's nice. You and my dick are getting to be good friends. That's the way it should be, right?" He patted her head and said she was a good little slave.
She hated him. His piss burned her throat, and the degradation she suffered made her want to die. Then finally the steady stream stopped. Now he gave her spurts of piss as he finished, his fingers stroking her cheek as he laughed at her. He said he would piss in her mouth whenever he felt like it. He said he wanted her to know who was boss. He said he wanted her to have only one idea in her mind-and that was to keep him and his buddy happy.
"Just think about your little girl, baby. Just think about the girl."
* * *
Meanwhile, Mickey had taken Cindy to her room. He was on her bed. He had her sucking his balls. He stroked her head as she licked and nibbled at his ball-bag. He liked her because she was young. He liked them young. The mother was nice, but the girl was peaches and cream. Great little ass. Nothing beat the ass of a pretty teenaged girl. Smooth tight skin, and the asshole so perfect.
In prison, he had dreamed about asses like this one. What a little dreamboat she was. He loved watching that cute little nose pressed against his balls. He stroked her head again, ran his fingers through her fine blonde hair. Yeah, Cal could have the mother. In prison, Cal had chewed his ear off about the women he liked. Cal was a man for tits and pussy. Old Mickey liked a cute set of buns and a tight asshole. Hot and tight and squeezing down on a cock at the right moment. A girl had to know how to squeeze to be good at ass-fucking.
He teased Cindy. He told her to take his balls in her mouth. He spread his legs apart and made her lift his balls to get them inside her mouth. He made her shift her body so that he could fondle her ass while she sucked his balls.
Her ass was perfect. What a stroke of luck he and Cal had had. Two broads after all that time in the pen.
He took a swig out of the bottle of bourbon he'd brought to the room with him. He stuck his middle finger in Cindy's cunt hole and churned it around. She had a tight little pussy. That was the advantage of the young ones. A cunt like this one sucked on a cock without even trying.
He was already half drunk. Now he picked up the knife from the nightstand. He giggled as he touched the knife to one of her asscheeks.
She turned her head to look at the knife. She moaned softly. He could see her trembling. He teased her with the knife. He drew the point back and forth over the smooth flesh of her ass. He told her he wanted her mouth under his balls.
"Do some rimming, baby. Do you know what that is?"
She shook her head. "I'm not sure."
He laughed. "It means you do some licking around my asshole. Outside and inside."
A shudder went through her. She blushed as she met his gaze. Then he threatened her with the knife again, and she blanched.
He pulled his knees back to his chest to expose his ass. "Get down there and suck it, kid."
She moved her face to his crotch again. This time she licked under his ball-bag. She licked her way down to his hairy asshole. He taunted her as she did it. Then he grunted as he felt her tongue on his asshole. "Yeah, baby, that's it. Tickle the old glory-hole. First you get it good and wet, and then you suck it."
She rolled her tongue around the outside of his asshole. He could see it clearly, her wet lips, her pink tongue fluttering over his asshole. He played with her cunt as she did it. Then his finger moved to her asshole and he tickled it with his fingertip. He told her to get her tongue inside his ass now. He opened his ass to her tongue as it went in. He groaned as he felt it. There was nothing like it. It was the one thing that always set him off. He looked down at her blonde head. What a cute little piece she was. A real honey, the way she was sucking his ass.
She had a gorgeous little mouth.
Finally, he pushed her face away from his ass. He told her to suck his cock. He wagged his prick at her face and ordered her to get her lips over his cock-knob. She seemed relieved. She closed her mouth over his cockhead and started sucking his prick.
He watched her mouth and told her to suck deeper. She gradually took all of his cock in her mouth, all of it until her nose pushed against his cock bush. He chuckled as he watched. He liked seeing a broad with her mouth stuffed full of cock. Her lips were stretched wide around the base of his cockshaft. He could feel his prick-knob in her throat. Then a moment later he laughed as she gagged and pulled back.
"Fuck me with your mouth, honey," he demanded.
She knew what to do. He watched her lips as her mouth slid up and down on his cockshaft. Her luscious little mouth looked delicious around his prick. His prick and balls were all wet with her saliva. He wondered what she did with her boyfriends. Gal had told him she wasn't cherry before this.
He played with her cunt and ass as she sucked him. He continued drinking the bourbon out of the bottle. He thought about fucking her. His prick was coming up as she sucked it. She was good. She worked on him with diligence because she was afraid of him.
Cindy continued wondering about her mother as she sucked Mickey's cock. She wondered what Cal was doing to her mother. Mickey's cock stuffed her mouth. She told herself she'd rather suck his cock than suck his ass. She was afraid that if she didn't make it good for him, he would hurt her. She took hold of his big balls. His balls were so huge. His cock was hard now, hard like iron.
He finally pushed her away. He told her to kneel on the bed. After she did it, he pushed her head down and stroked her ass. He chuckled as he tickled her between her legs. He fingered her cunt and tickled her asshole.
Then he bent down and started licking her cunt from behind. She groaned as she felt his mouth. He chuckled against her cunt flesh. He was turned on by her cunt and ass. He sucked her cuntlips, stuck his tongue inside her cunt hole and sucked out a wad of cunt juice. She had a fresh young taste. This was prime table pussy, hot young cunt running like a waterfall with tasty cunt juice.
He played with her tits as he sucked her pussy. He fondled her asscheeks. Then he moved his mouth up to the ring of her asshole. She squirmed when she felt his tongue on her asshole, and he laughed against her ass. He -rimmed her asshole. He rolled his tongue around her shit hole while his hands squeezed her asscheeks. Then he pushed his tongue inside her ass, all the way, his mouth flush against her asshole. His tongue fluttered inside her hot shitter and she moaned. He started fucking her ass with his tongue. He was crazy about her ass.
Then at last he pulled his face away and he straightened up on his knees. He looked down at her pink wet asshole. Snickering at the sight of it, he brought his prick-knob to the tiny hole. He rubbed his cockhead back and forth over her pink asshole.
He pushed in. She groaned. He kept pushing. He watched his cock-knob squeeze inside her asshole. He stopped with just his cockhead inside her ass.
"Just hold still," he said.
"Please, it hurts...."
He laughed. "Your ass belongs to me, baby. I fucked your mother's ass just a while ago, but I like you better."
Then he pushed forward again. He gave her more cock in her ass. When she moved, he slapped her ass.
"You move again, and I'll stick the knife up your cunt."
He continued fucking his cock up her ass. Finally he had it all in. His balls pressed against her cuntlips. He wriggled a bit. He held her ass-cheeks with his hands and pulled back slowly. He watched his cock pull slowly out of her stretched asshole. He pulled out until just his prick-knob was inside. Then he pushed forward again. He fucked all the way in, then he pulled back once more.
He started fucking her ass with a steady pistoning movement of his cock.
She moaned constantly as he continued fucking her ass. He hissed at the pleasure of it. It was good. He couldn't hold back because it was so good. He finally made a croaking sound in his throat and let go.
He blasted a load of cum up her ass, the jism spurting out of his piss hole inside her ass guts. He called her a honey as he wriggled against her asscheeks.
CHAPTER FIVE
Late that evening, a young woman named Rita arrived at the house. Ellen and Cindy were in the living room, both wearing robes and frightened as they sat beside each other on the sofa. The two men were now dressed in Phil's clothes.
Rita obviously knew both men very well. Ellen listened to them talk. She deduced the men worked for someone named Vic and Rita was Vic's girlfriend. Rita had been sent to bring Cal and Mickey to Vic. Cal had evidently spoken to Vic on the telephone about Ellen and Cindy.
Now Ellen learned that she and Cindy were to go with the two men and Rita that very night. The orders had come from Vic. Rita seemed uninterested in Ellen's plight.
Once again, Ellen offered them money, but they just laughed at her. Rita kept looking at Cindy in a strange way, and Ellen was soon worried more than ever. She trembled whenever she thought about what she had done with the two men.
Cindy seemed subdued. They hadn't had any time alone together. Ellen wanted to question Cindy, but she hadn't had a chance.
Finally, Rita said it was time to go. The two men quickly tied up Ellen and Cindy. They used two of Phil's ties to knot gags around their mouths. After that, Ellen and Cindy were dragged out of the house and into the van that Rita had brought. They were put into the back of the van with the two men. Rita went to the front, climbed in and drove the van away.
They drove a long time. Ellen and Cindy huddled together on the floor of the van. Now Ellen's fear was intense. She couldn't believe what was happening to them. The whole thing was like a crazy nightmare. Her wrists hurt from the ropes. The gag hurt her mouth.
The two men were sitting there drinking beer and talking. They seemed uninterested in Ellen and Cindy now. They talked about how great it would be to be free again.
"No more cops on my ass," Mickey said. "I hate the fucking cops."
Finally, the van stopped. Cal and Mickey dragged Ellen and Cindy outside. They were in a garage somewhere. Their ankles were untied so they could walk. They were pushed through an open door and into what looked like a large house. They were taken to a room. The two men left Ellen and Cindy alone and locked the door behind them when they walked out. Ellen and Cindy sat beside each other on a sofa.
"Mother, I'm scared," Cindy said.
Ellen was about to ask Cindy what had happened between her and the men, when she heard people talking outside the room. She listened carefully and realized they were talking about her and Cindy. Then the door opened and a man came in.
He was a thin man with a suntan and gray hair. He was well dressed. He looked like some-one in authority. He smiled down at Ellen and Cindy. He said his name was Vic Benson.
Then he just looked at them. His face was expressionless. After a while, he chuckled softly. He seemed amused by them. He said he thought they'd be a bother, but that maybe he was wrong. He walked casually over to a phone and picked it up. He talked into the phone in a quiet voice. Ellen couldn't make it out. Then Vic put the phone down and returned to study them again. He started talking about Cal and Mickey. He said he understood the men had been rough with them. He laughed.
"Two gorillas just out of prison. They see two pretty girls and they can't resist. Well, not two girls. One girl is the mother of the other girl, right? That's real cute, isn't it? Anyway, you ladies don't seem the worse for it. Ellen and Cindy, isn't it? Welcome to my house." He chuckled after he said it, as if the idea of welcoming them was amusing.
Then someone knocked on the door and Rita came in with a large man.
Rita smiled at Vic. "Getting interested, huh?"
The large man had a bald head and piggish-looking eyes. Vic spoke to him and called him Otto. After a while, Vic told Otto to untie the two women.
Otto worked on Cindy first. He got the ropes and the gag untied. Then he bent over Ellen and did the same. Ellen shuddered as he touched her.
Vic told them to stand up.
Ellen immediately started talking. She begged him to let her and Cindy go. "I promise we won't say anything to anyone."
Vic smiled and told her to shut up. He looked at Otto. "Get the robes off."
Otto showed his yellow teeth in a wide grin. "Sure, Mr. Benson." He took hold of Cindy's robe and pulled it away from her. His eyes filled with lust when her naked young body was revealed.
Ellen was horrified. They had her daughter standing there naked, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it. Then Otto stripped off Ellen's robe, and she was just as naked as Cindy. Mother and daughter huddled together in fear of what was happening to them.
Vic ordered them to stand in the center of the room. "Stand straight, so we can look at you."
The initial shock passed. Ellen tried to maintain some dignity. She held Cindy's hand, but otherwise she stood straight, with her chin raised in defiance.
"I hope you go to prison for life for this," Ellen said.
Vic laughed. Then he sent Otto away. After the door closed, Vic walked around Ellen and Cindy to look them over. Rita sat in a chair, sipping a drink. When Ellen tried to take Cindy into her arms, Vic told them to remain separated. Finally, Vic started talking to Rita about them.
"What do you think? What the hell are we going to do with them? The circuit?"
Rita shrugged. "They're pretty enough."
"I bet we can get ten grand for the two of them."
"Maybe more, if they go as a team."
They agreed there was a market for the mother and daughter. They seemed totally unconcerned that Ellen and Cindy heard every word. Ellen was more frightened than ever. Vic Benson seemed awful. At first she'd thought he was more human than Cal and Mickey. But now she realized he was worse. Vic was the boss. If anything terrible happened to them, it would be Vic's fault.
Ellen wondered when the police would start looking for them. Phil might call the house, but then again, he might not. It might be days before anyone realized they'd been kidnapped. She felt so awful standing naked in front of them. And in front of Cindy. She and Cindy hardly ever saw each other totally naked. Ellen told herself the poor girl would never recover from this nightmare.
Rita kept looking at Cindy in such a strange way. Then Rita told Vic she wanted some time alone with the girl. "You don't mind, do you, Vic?"
Vic chuckled. "You can't wait, huh? Okay, go on. You can have her awhile. I'll try out the mother."
Vic took Ellen's arm and led her out of the room. He left Cindy alone with Rita.
Ellen thought of resisting, but she decided it would be useless. Instead, she pleaded with Vic to leave Cindy alone. "She's just a baby."
Vic was amused. "She's not such a baby. Anyway, if you behave yourself, I'll do what I can."
He forced her to walk down the long hall to a large room. When they were inside the room, he told her to stand still. He picked up a phone and spoke into it with his eyes on her. Then he put the phone down and he started questioning her about Cal and Mickey.
"Tell me everything," he said.
Ellen looked at him. She quivered at the way his eyes raked over her naked body. "I don't understand."
"Everything," he said with a soft laugh. "Tell me what they did to you."
She clammed up. She couldn't possibly talk about those horrible things. Vic was amused. He said she was too old to be bashful. He said she had a nice body for a woman with a teen-aged daughter. He came over to her. She trembled as he hefted her tits in his hands.
"I bet you know how to wrap these around a cock and make a guy feel good."
He laughed at the way she quivered as he touched her. He stroked her ass with one hand while he played with her nipples. He said he liked her ass. He said he liked a woman with a solid ass. He told her to bend over with her hands on her knees.
When she hesitated, he threatened her. She pleaded with him as she went to her knees. He calmly told her to shut up. There was no anger in his voice, merely a tone of complete authority. He said she'd be better off not talking. Then he asked her if she was healthy.
"I don't like women who aren't healthy." Finally, he allowed her to straighten up. He smiled at her as he pulled one of her nipples. "We'll see what you can do."
Then suddenly the door opened and Otto came in. His eyes were mocking as he gazed at Ellen. Vic spoke to him, told him something about a swing. Otto grinned and walked over to the wall. He started pushing some buttons in a panel.
Ellen heard a voice above her head. She looked up and saw something coming down from the ceiling. An apparatus of some sort. Frightened, she stepped out of the way. The contraption came all the way down and hung there in the center of the room.
Then Otto grabbed Ellen. He pushed her into the device. In a moment, she had restraints about her body, her arms and legs fixed in place. Otto returned to the panel of buttons and soon the device started moving. Ellen found herself suspended off the floor, her limbs forced into position with her knees pulled up to her chin. She hung there with her cunt and ass exposed.
Otto returned to her. He made some further adjustments as he secured the restraints. Then he went back to the buttons again to get things perfect.
All the time, Vic had been watching Ellen without emotion. He had his hands in his pockets. He seemed to be looking at Ellen as a new possession, rather than a human being. Now he sent Otto away. The big man left the room and the door closed.
Vic said nothing as he gazed at Ellen. He studied her exposed cunt and ass. Then he came over to her and touched her thighs. She swung slowly around on the suspension. She moaned softly. She was frightened out of her wits. She felt so helpless.
Vic touched her cunt. His fingers probed between her cuntlips. He smiled at her as he spread her cuntlips and peered at her cunt hole.
Ellen groaned. "Please let me go."
Vic snickered. "You just got here." Then he asked her if she had to piss. "Maybe you'd like to see your little girl in this thing."
"Please...."
"You need to piss?"
"Yes, you bastard, I do!" She thought he would free her from the device so she could go to the bathroom.
Instead, he told her to go ahead. "Don't worry about the rug. Go on, do it."
He stroked her cunt and ass, coaxing her to piss. She was crazy with fear and embarrassment. She started pissing. His hand was right there. Her piss gushed over his fingers. He seemed pleased. He rubbed his hand over her cunt as she continued pissing.
"That's good. That's very nice."
She was horrified. She felt one of his fingers touching her asshole. She kept her eyes closed as she sobbed.
Finally, the pissing was finished. The rug underneath her suspended body was soaked with piss. Vic didn't seem to care about it. He con-tinued playing with her cunt. He said she was an attractive woman. He said that was all that was saving her. Otherwise he'd have one of the boys finish her off. His fingers probed her pussy. He looked down at it. He spread her cuntlips apart with his left hand and touched her clit with his right hand. He stroked the shaft of her clit.
Ellen groaned. Vic chuckled. He was pleased. He tickled her cunt hole, pushed his finger inside her cunt and finger-fucked her cunt channel. Then he removed his hand. He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out as he moved forward.
In a moment, he had his cock in her cunt.
The way she was suspended, her cunt was just at the right height to meet his cock. He pushed in hard, rammed his cock inside her cunt channel. He started fucking her. He pushed and pulled her body, made her swing forward and back, her cunt sliding on his cock as she moved with the harness. It was effortless for him.
Now she understood what the apparatus was all about. The swing, he called it. All he did was hold still while her cunt moved on his prick. He held her ass as she moved.
He smiled at her. "Do you like cock?"
Ellen moaned. "You're a beast!"
Vic laughed. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt. He walked over to the wall and pushed some of the buttons. Ellen felt her body shift slightly as the device moved. Vic returned to her. He stroked her thighs as he looked down at her crotch. This time he pushed his cock inside her asshole.
She cried out as he fucked in. He muttered something and pushed forward, filling her shit-ter with his prick. She couldn't see what he had, but his cock felt enormous, maybe because of the way she was doubled up.
He shoved his thumb in her cunt while he fucked her ass. Her asshole slid back and forth on his cock as he pushed and pulled the swing. He thumbed her cunt hole and clit. He said she had a tight asshole. He asked about her husband. Did he fuck her ass? When she refused to answer, he threatened her.
"I'll get the girl in here. You can watch her in the swing."
"Please, I beg you...."
"Your husband ever fuck your ass?"
"No, never!"
"Tighten your ass on my cock."
"I can't!"
"Sure you can. Go on, do it!"
He pinched her thighs until she did what he wanted. She tightened her shitter on his prick. He laughed and said she had to be trained. He teased her because she had no idea how to use her ass.
He continued to push and pull her ass on his cock. After a while, the pain was gone. All she could feel now was the steady reaming of her ass by his stiff cock. Her ass felt wide open. This was the third man to fuck her ass in one day.
His fingers continued rubbing her cunt. He was an expert. He knew how to stroke her clit. She hated the idea of coming, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help feeling his fingers, feeling his cock in her ass. He soon had her close to orgasm. He was aware of it, and his fingers speeded up. Then it happened. A great shudder went through her. She moaned as she came. She closed her eyes and cried out.
Vic chuckled. He finished her off with his fingers, then wiped his hand across her face. He started fucking her ass more forcefully. In a few moments, he shot his cum-load in her ass, screwing his cock around as he emptied his balls.
He said he might keep her around awhile before he put her on the market. He pinched her ass and laughed softly at the way she trembled.
CHAPTER SIX
Rita had Cindy on a bed in a room not far from where Ellen was. Rita was still dressed. She hovered over the naked girl. She kissed Cindy gently. She stroked the teenager's tits.
"You turn me on, honey. Haven't you ever made it with another girl?"
Cindy shook her head. She trembled with fear. She quivered each time Rita's fingers touched her nipples.
Rita was amused at the girl's innocence. She started talking about lesbian sex. She said sex between girls could be great fun. She moved her hand down to Cindy's pussy. Cindy resisted at first, then she opened her legs to Rita's hand. Rita tickled the girl's cuntlips, pushing them apart with her fingers. She watched Cindy's face as she carefully stroked the girl's cunt gash. She smiled when she saw signs of excitement in Cindy's face.
"You like it, don't you? Sure, you do! Relax, honey. We're going to have a lovely time together."
She bent over to have a look at the teenager's open cunt. She pulled at Cindy's cunt flesh to get her clit out.
"You're a real treat," Rita said. "What a gorgeous pussy!"
She licked her fingers and touched them to the shaft of Cindy's clit. Cindy gasped and groaned. Rita chuckled. She loved turning a young girl on. She'd had a hunger for this one the first moment she'd seen her. A blonde little pussycat with a juicy pink cunt. They never knew what they had. All that gorgeous cream that came out when they turned on.
Rita liked cock, all right, but nothing could beat making it with a young pussy when it was available. Or an older pussy, for that matter.
She'd get to the mother soon enough. She liked them all.
Now Rita ran her finger around the rim of Cindy's cunt hole. Then she pushed the finger inside, slowly at first, then all the way in. She churned the finger around. She added another finger as she watched the teenager's face. The pleasure was there. The cute little blonde was feeling it, and Rita was pleased.
She pulled her fingers out of Cindy's cunt and licked them clean. She laughed at the way the girl blushed as she watched it.
"I like the taste of pussy, honey." She rose off the bed and stood up. Walking to a bureau, she opened the drawer and brought out a pair of handcuffs. She carried the handcuffs to the bed and smiled down at the girl. "Just some-thing to turn me on, sweet."
Cindy trembled. Rita smiled and told the girl to roll over on her belly. When Cindy did it, Rita slipped the handcuffs around the girl's wrists and locked them in place.
Now Cindy trembled. Rita smiled and told the girl to roll over on her belly. When Cindy did it, Rita slipped the handcuffs around the girl's wrists and locked them in place.
Now Cindy had her wrists manacled behind her back. She was helpless.
Rita slapped the girl's ass and told her to roll over on her back. Cindy did it. Rita stood there looking down at her and smiling. The brunette teased Cindy. Then she started stripping her clothes off. She was soon naked. She had a slender body, small tits and a hard little ass. A full bush of dark cunt hair covered her cunt mound. She ran her fingers through her cunt bush and chuckled. She said she wanted Cindy to suck her pussy. She said if Cindy didn't do a good job, she'd be sorry. She laughed and twisted one of the little blonde's nipples.
Then Rita climbed onto the bed and straddled Cindy. She shifted forward to get her crotch over Cindy's head. Chuckling with satisfaction, she sat down on the teenager's face.
"Here it is, honey," the woman said.
Rita wriggled to get her cunt in place. She ordered Cindy to start sucking. She kept her cuntlips spread open with her fingers. In a moment, the juice began pouring out of Rita's cunt to drench Cindy's face. Rita coaxed the girl on. She reached back to play with Cindy's pussy. Cindy licked and sucked. She was afraid not to. At first, she felt nothing but disgust. Then after a while she was just numb with shock. The smell and taste and wetness of Rita's cunt were overpowering.
Before long, Rita shifted her body around, all the way around so that now she faced Cindy's feet. She settled her ass down on the girl's face and then leaned over to get her own face close to Cindy's crotch. She ordered Cindy to suck her cunt again. Then she pulled the girl's thighs apart and opened her blonde-haired pussy to look at it.
Rita's mouth watered at the sight of Cindy's juicy little pussy. She started licking the girl's cunt. She sucked at the blonde's cunt juice. She mewled with excitement at the flavor and smell of it.
In the meantime, Cindy sucked Rita's hairy cuntlips. In this position, Cindy had her nose almost pushing against Rita's asshole. When Rita told her to get her tongue inside her cunt, Cindy did it. A gob of thick cunt juice flowed into her open mouth.
"Do my clit," Rita said.
Cindy started sucking on the brunette's big clit. Rita wriggled around and groaned with pleasure. Then a moment later Rita climaxed, pumping her cunt at Cindy's face as her orgasm went off.
After that, Rita sucked Cindy's clit until Cindy went wild. Rita was an expert. She knew exactly what to do with her lips and tongue to bring a girl off.
Cindy came quickly, groaning and heaving as the orgasm ripped through her young pussy.
Rita climbed off, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and chuckling. She walked over to a mirror and looked at herself.
"You're good, honey. If that's your first taste of cunt, you're a natural. You don't have to be shy about it. If a man can like pussy, why not a woman? You did like it a little, didn't you? And the nicest thing about making it with girl is that there's no end to it. You can get as much of it as you want. You can come and come and come. Did you like the way I sucked you?"
Cindy blushed. "Yes."
Rita laughed. "See, I told you."
Rita was amused at the girl's modesty. She returned to the bed and sat down on the edge beside Cindy. She squeezed the teenager's pretty face. She ran her fingers over Cindy's mouth. She told Cindy she found her mouth exciting. She said she wanted Cindy to do something special now, something she really liked. She said she wanted Cindy to become good at it. It would be something between them, their secret. Rita chuckled and patted the girl's face. She climbed onto the bed on her knees. She lowered her face to rest on her folded arms and raised her ass.
She told Cindy to get behind her.
Cindy did it. She still had the handcuffs on, and it was awkward to move, but she did what Rita wanted. She positioned herself behind the brunette's upraised ass.
Rita wiggled her hips. "Kiss it, honey. Make me feel good."
When Cindy hesitated, Rita threatened her. She said she'd call Otto in to take care of her. Cindy shuddered at the thought of Otto. She lowered her face to Rita's ass and began kissing the brunette's asscheeks. Rita purred with satisfaction as the girl's mouth moved over her ass. Then she ordered Cindy to lick her asscrack. In a daze, Cindy did it. She began lapping between Rita's asscheeks. She couldn't avoid Rita's asshole.
The brunette purred the first time Cindy's tongue touched it. "That's it, honey, right there. Keep your tongue busy right there."
Helpless, Cindy lapped her tongue back and forth over Rita's asshole. Her shoulders hurt because of the way she was bent over with her wrists manacled behind her back. She under-stood now that all Rita cared about was making her a slave. She told herself she had no choice. She had to do what Rita wanted or Rita would call Otto. Maybe they would even kill her if she disobeyed.
The teenager continued licking Rita's asshole. She'd already done it to Mickey. She told herself this wasn't as bad. It was awful, but not as bad. Rita's crotch had a feminine smell and her skin was so smooth. And when Rita groaned, Cindy discovered there was some satisfaction in turning the brunette on. She suddenly wanted Rita to come. Maybe if Rita got off, she'd go to sleep or something. Cindy lapped Rita's asshole with more abandon. She let some spit flow out of her mouth to cover the brunette's asshole. She pressed her lips against the dark little hole and nibbled at the ass ring with her teeth. Rita moaned in response. Cindy slipped her tongue inside the brunette's ass and began fucking her with it.
"Oh, yes!" Rita said with a groan. "That's the way, baby, that's the way."
She slid her hand down to her cunt and started frigging her pussy while the girl sucked her ass. The teenager was better than Rita had expected. Rita loved having her asshole sucked. The nice thing about the slaves was that she could always get it from them. Vic would sell this girl soon, but in the meantime Rita would have her asshole worked over anytime she felt like it.
Rita finally came.
She was pleased with Cindy. She said she would tell Vic Cindy was a good girl. She smiled at the little blonde as she left the bed.
Cindy watched Rita, hoping it was finished. But now Rita went to a drawer again. She brought out something and chuckled as she showed it to Cindy.
"This is for you, kid. I'm going to make you feel good."
Cindy trembled. What Rita held in her hands was a long thick cock. Except it wasn't a real cock, but something made of rubber. There were straps attached to it. Cindy watched as Rita strapped the thing on. Before long, Rita had the artificial cock sticking out of her pussy. Now Rita looked like she had a real prick. She smiled at Cindy and wagged the cock back and forth.
The brunette came to the bed. She told Cindy to get on her knees. Cindy turned and did what Rita wanted. Rita moved behind the girl and fondled her ass and cunt. She said Cindy had a gorgeous ass. She fingered the inside of Cindy's cunt and giggled when she found it wet.
"Well, you're ready for it, aren't you, honey?"
Then Rita rammed the rubber cock up Cindy's cunt and started fucking her.
* * *
Later that night, Ellen and Cindy huddled together in a bed in a locked room. They hugged each other in their misery. Ellen asked the girl what Rita had done to her. She gradually dragged everything out of Cindy. She learned about the sucking and the fucking with the dildo. Ellen groaned. Everything seemed so hopeless. She recalled her time with Vic. She'd had to do everything with him, and she'd had an awful time.
Ellen held Cindy in the darkness. They were both exhausted. They finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
* * *
The next day, in a room somewhere in the house, Vic and Rita sat relaxed on a sofa. Sunlight flooded the room through the large windows. They'd had lunch on the patio, and now they sat drinking and chatting. Rita wore a white tennis outfit. Vic wore jeans and a white sweater. Vic told an amusing story about a friend of his, and Rita giggled in response.
Then the door opened and Ellen and Cindy were led in by a maid. The servant was soon gone, and Ellen and Cindy stood there alone. Mother and daughter were each heavily made up. Their wrists were manacled behind their backs. They each wore a black lace garter belt, dark nylons and high heels. Their tits were bare. Both had black ball-gags in their mouths.
Vic was amused. "I like it, I like it!"
The bondage gear had been Rita's idea. The brunette called the mother and daughter for-ward and ordered them to spread their legs. When they did it, Rita showed Vic that both of them now had rings piercing their cuntlips.
"I had it done this morning," Rita said.
She pulled at the rings until Ellen and Cindy moaned through their ball-gags.
Vic chuckled. "I don't think they like it."
"They haven't healed yet. Let's call Otto in to fuck the mother."
Vic teased her. "You just like Otto's big prick."
"I like seeing him in action." Otto was called in.
As soon as the door was closed, Vic ordered the big man to get his cock out. "Show Ellen what you've got."
Otto grinned. He unzipped his fly and brought out his huge prick. Rita took the gag out of Ellen's mouth and told her to get down on her knees to suck Otto-unless she wanted Cindy to do it.
Ellen went down to save Cindy. She took Otto's big cock in her mouth while they all watched. Otto's cock slowly became hard. He began fucking his prick in and out of Ellen's mouth. He held her head with his huge hands.
Meanwhile, Rita had Cindy on the sofa with her. She fondled the teenager's tits as they watched Otto and Ellen. Rita teased Cindy about the way her mother sucked Otto's prick. She fondled the girl's luscious ass. She pushed a finger inside the girl's asshole and fucked it in and out.
Finally Otto had a full hard-on. Vic casually told him to fuck Ellen.
Otto nodded. He made Ellen bend over a chair. He pressed against her ass, then shoved his cock inside her cunt.
Rita made Cindy get off the sofa with her. She brought the girl over to them to get a closer look at the fucking. Cindy watched Otto's big cock fucking in and out of her mother's cunt.
Ellen groaned constantly as Otto fucked her. His cock was so huge. She was afraid he'd split her open before he finished.
Rita had her finger in Cindy's ass again. Vic had his cock out of his pants, and he was Stroking his prick with his fist as he watched Otto and Ellen. Rita made Cindy turn her ass toward Vic so that Vic could see the way Rita was fingering the girl's asshole.
Vic teased Rita. "Too bad you don't have a prick to go in there."
Rita laughed. She doesn't want a prick. She likes what she has."
Then Rita pulled the gag out of Cindy's mouth and pushed at the girl's shoulders to make her kneel in front of her. She slipped her shorts and panties off and tossed them away. She made Cindy suck her cunt while Otto continued fucking her mother.
Ellen was in despair. She could see Cindy's mouth pressed against Rita's hairy cunt. But at least Otto wasn't fucking the girl. She couldn't bear the thought of Otto fucking Cindy. She hoped he would finish soon. She told herself she and Cindy had to find a way to escape from these fiends.
Then Vic started teasing Otto. "You're a fucking ape. Go on, fuck her ass. Rita always likes to see that. Fuck the shit out of her asshole!"
Otto grinned as he pulled his cock out of Ellen's cunt. In a moment, he had his cockhead pushing at her asshole. Now Ellen was sure she was going to die. She screamed through her ball-gag as he pushed.
Vic laughed and told Otto to hold it a moment. "You'll kill her if you don't use some-thing."
Vic went to a desk on the far side of the room and brought back a bottle of baby oil. He handed the bottle to Otto and Otto squeezed some of the oil out around his cock. Then Otto pushed forward again to fuck his big cock up Ellen's ass.
Oil or no oil, Ellen was sure he'd kill her anyway. His cock felt so huge, like a big club stretching her ass to impossible dimensions. Her mind was in a whirl as she hung over the chair. She groaned continuously.
But before long Otto was fucking her ass smoothly. Ellen's shit tube had opened up to take his cock, and now he had no trouble. Rita made Cindy watch it closely. She wanted the girl to see how a big cock fucked in and out of her mother's ass.
Cindy was horrified as she gazed at the ass-fuck. She could see the way Otto's huge cock stretched her mother's asshole. Rita fondled Cindy's tits as they watched. Then Rita unlocked the girl's handcuffs and whispered in her ear.
She told Cindy to get down and fondle Ellen's tits. "Make her feel good, honey. It'll be better for her if she gets a little turned on."
She pushed Cindy forward when the girl hesitated. Cindy was too afraid to resist. She bent down and touched Ellen. She grabbed one of Ellen's tits and held onto it as Otto continued fucking her.
Ellen was shocked when she realized what Cindy was doing. But she couldn't stop it. She was helpless. She shuddered as she felt her daughter's hand on her tit.
Soon Cindy was busy fondling both her mother's tits. Rita laughed as she stood behind Cindy and encouraged her. The brunette stroked Cindy's ass, then pushed her fingers inside Cindys cunt and asshole.
Then after a while Rita pulled her fingers out and told Cindy to get behind Otto. Cindy was relieved to pull away from her mother. She moved behind Otto the way Rita wanted. The girl quivered as she looked down at the big man's ass pumping in front of her.
Rita told Cindy to take hold of Otto's balls. "Hold his balls until he finishes," Rita said.
Cindy trembled as she took hold of Otto's huge balls. She shuddered as she imagined art the jism that would come out of them.
Rita went back to the sofa to join Vic. She sat beside him and kissed his cheek. He was frigging his prick in a frenzy now, and Rita took over. She bent over his lap and sucked his cockhead between her lips. Then she sat up again and continued jacking him off as they watched Otto and Ellen and Cindy.
Before long, Otto went over the top. He grunted as he came, pounding Ellen's ass with his huge cock. Cindy's girlish hand gripped his massive balls as he shot off. She could feel his balls jump against her fingers. She watched her mother. Ellen's eyes were closed, her face covered with sweat.
Cindy quivered as she realized her mother had just had an orgasm.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Vic liked teenaged girls when they were completely naked. An older woman might look better in lingerie, but a girl Cindy's age was nicer without anything on her body.
This one was luscious. She was still sweet and innocent. And obviously afraid of him. He was sure she would do anything he wanted. He had her alone now in his bedroom. He'd fucked the mother a few times, and now he would have a go at the daughter.
Cindy stood there patiently and waited for Vic to do something. She was terrified of him. She'd seen how much power he had.
She quivered as he touched her. His fingers teased her tits, then his hand dropped down to tickle her belly.
Vic smiled as he ran his hands over the girl's body. He fondled her shoulders. "You're a sweet kid."
She had such beautiful skin. He admired the tightness of her body, the flat belly, the puffy little pussy slit between her legs. He touched the ring that pierced one of her cuntlips. She was all healed now. He ran his finger between her cuntlips and chuckled when he felt the moisture there.
Then he lowered his head and kissed her lips. She trembled against him. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth as his fingers fondled her pussy. She moved her legs apart. She had no will to resist him. She was too much afraid of him to resist. His fingers rubbed her cuntlips, spreading her juice around her cunt gash. He rubbed up and down her back with his other hand, then down to the small of her back and the beginning of her asscheeks.
Cindy sucked his hot tongue. She told herself she had to be nice to him. He could have her killed any time he wanted. She pushed her tongue between his lips. She moaned against his mouth as he started sucking her tongue, pulling at it, chewing it gently with his teeth.
She could feel herself turning on. Her nipples became stiff. Her pussy was warm and wet, slippery with cunt juice. She groaned as she twitched her ass in his hand.
Vic chuckled. "You're hot, aren't you, kid?"
Cindy quivered. "I don't know...."
He stepped back and grinned at her as he slipped out of his clothes. "Rita showed you a nice time, huh?"
Cindy blushed. "I guess so."
Vic laughed. He was finally naked, his cock throbbing in front of her. "I want your ass, kid. Turn around."
Cindy blanched. "My ass?" She stared at his cock. She was afraid of it. His cock looked bigger than Mickey's. She was afraid he'd hurt her.
Vic closed his hand over her shoulder and forced her to turn around. "Come on, kid, bend over the bed. Just get your head down and keep your ass in the air. I'll do the rest. Yeah, that's good. Just like that. Nice, baby, that's nice. Rita sucks your pussy, doesn't she? Yeah, sure she does." He fondled her tight round asscheeks.
Cindy trembled as she waited for him to fuck her shitter. She was bent all the way over, her hair dragging on the mattress, her palms supporting her weight. She moved her legs apart a bit more. He was going to fuck her ass, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Vic hissed under his breath at the sight of the girl's perfect asscheeks. The mother had a bigger ass but not as perfect as this. The girl's ass was firm and unblemished. She had a deep ass crevice for a kid her age. He spread her asscheeks apart to look at her crack. Buried in the center, deep between the full mounds of her ass, was the tightly puckered ring of her asshole. Her pink ass ring was still virginal looking.
He continued stroking her ass awhile, delighting in the texture of her skin. Like silk. He squeezed and kneaded her asscheeks until she started moving her ass in response. He wanted her turned on.
Finally he took hold of the bottle of baby oil he'd put out on the night stand. "Hold still, honey."
He pulled one of her asscheeks aside with his hand and poured some oil on her asshole. He rubbed the oil around her asshole and then got some of it inside. His cock was swollen, stiff like iron in anticipation of the girl's juicy little shitter. After pouring some oil out on his palm, he oiled his prick.
"Okay, doll, here we come." He pressed his cock-knob against her pink asshole. The girl groaned, but she didn't move. He pushed for-ward, grunting as he watched his cockhead squeeze inside her young ass. "Yeah, baby, yeah! Just hold it, just like that. That's good, honey. Feel it now? Yeah, you do, huh? Here's the rest of it."
He fucked all the way in. She moaned as his cock spread her shit tube. Her head shook from side to side as he fucked the full length of his cock up her ass.
Then she started whimpering and he became annoyed. He didn't like it when a broad whimpered. He told her to shut up. He took hold of her hair and pulled her head back. Then he rammed his cock up her ass as he bent her neck.
"Don't cry, doll. I don't like it when you cry."
She couldn't help it. She sobbed and gasped as his cock fucked deep inside her ass. She pleaded with him to pull it out. She said it hurt too much. All he did was laugh at her and tell her she had a greased asshole and she couldn't be hurting that much. Besides, hadn't Mickey already fucked her ass?
"You take it, baby. You take the whole fucking cock or I'll wring your neck."
Now she was too afraid to do anything else. She knew she had to try. She was afraid he'd kill her before he finished fucking her. She stopped sobbing and begging. She held still while he slowly fucked his cock in and out of her ass. Now she wanted to please him. He was raping her ass, but she wanted to please him.
Vic grunted with satisfaction as the girl's asshole tightened around his ramming prick. He loved it. What a sweet fucking piece she was. He kept the pace slow. No sense ending it too quickly. There was too much to enjoy. She had such a lovely tight asshole.
But Cindy realized that tightening her asshole made it better for him. She wanted to bring him off. She wanted to end it as quickly as possible. She began tightening and relaxing her ass ring around his thick sliding cockshaft. She brought him along. She could tell by the noises he made that she was getting him to the finish.
Vic felt himself on the edge. His balls were ready to erupt. Suddenly he cried out, rammed his cock deep up her ass and started coming. His jism spurted out in her ass guts. Wad after wad of hot cum boiled out of his balls.
Cindy felt his hot cum-load splashing in her shitter. She made gurgling sounds as he pumped away in her ass. She suddenly came, herself. She didn't want to, but she couldn't help it. Her body was responding to the fucking cock in her ass. She rolled her hips around as her asshole tightened on his cock.
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, shit! Fuck my ass!"
Vic chuckled when he heard the girl. Now her asshole was like a hot velvet glove around his cock. He continued fucking her, pumping his prick in and out of her loose shitter. A shudder of delight went through him when he saw the streaks of shit on his cock. What a sweet little doll she was. He squeezed her asscheeks with his hands as he rammed her ass again and again.
Then he suddenly pulled his cock out of her ass and pushed her forward. She fell sprawling on the bed. She moaned. She could feel her asshole slowly closing as she lay there. Then she felt Vic climb onto the bed near her. When she opened her eyes, she saw his shit-streaked cock only inches from her face.
"Come on, baby, clean it up. Get it in your mouth."
"Please, I...."
"I said get it in your mouth!"
She wrinkled her nose at his smelly prick, but she knew she had to do it. She opened her mouth and Vic shoved his cock forward. His shitty prick pushed between her lips and over her tongue. He grinned as he stroked her hair.
"Nice, baby. Come on, suck the shit off."
Vic watched her mouth closely as she did it. His cock was a mess of jism and shit and even a little of her blood. He laughed as she picked up a spot of brown shit with her pink tongue. She wet her lips as she looked up at his face, and he told her she was doing fine.
Cindy took a deep breath and went on with it. She opened her mouth wide and took all of his cock inside. The smell and taste was awful. She almost gagged when his prick-knob touched the back of her throat. Vic grabbed a handful of her hair as he fucked her face. Finally he pulled his cock out of her mouth and made her work on his balls. He had her suck his balls until they glistened with her saliva.
His cock was getting hard again. When he had a cute little girl like this licking his balls, he always turned on again fast. His cock thickened even as he watched it. Before long he shoved his prick inside her mouth again. This time, he hung over her to fuck her face. He pulled over a pillow and shoved it under her head.
"Just keep your mouth open, honey. Let me do the fucking."
They had to be trained. She was too young to know anything. He had to train them until they were perfect. Sooner or later, he'd put her on the block. With or without the mother, she'd bring a nice of change. He chuckled as he fucked her mouth with a steady rhythm.
Then he climaxed. He made a croaking sound as he shot his cum-load down her throat. He pulled back to let her swallow some of his cum, and then he shoved forward again. She was a doll, and she sucked like a dream.
"Suck it, cunt! Suck that cock!"
* * *
Meanwhile, Rita was amusing herself with Ellen. She sat in an easy chair with her legs crossed while Ellen knelt in front of her.
Rita smiled and raised one foot. "Go on, kiss it."
Ellen's misery showed in her face. She lowered her head slowly toward Rita's foot. Her lips puckered in a reluctant kiss. Her mouth touched the nylon covering Rita's instep. She started weeping.
Rita chuckled as Ellen's tears fell on her foot. "Cry if you want. It won't save you."
It turned her on to abuse Ellen. The daughter was a little dish to be sucked and fucked, but the mother was something else. Abusing a woman like Ellen brought Rita real enjoyment.
Rita finally slipped her shoe off and pushed her toes at Ellen's mouth. Ellen did whatever the brunette wanted. She kissed Rita's toes and then moved her mouth up Rita's foot. Rita purred as Ellen's mouth passed her ankle and moved up her leg.
"That's it, honey. You're getting the idea now."
Ellen held Rita's leg in her hands as she kissed along Rita's shin to her knee. At the knee, she paused. She knew where this was leading. She knew that before long she'd have her face in Rita's crotch. The brunette wore gartered nylons, and she already had her panties off. Ellen had the scent of Rita's crotch in her nose. She knew Rita would make her go on with it. She hated the brunette. She hated all of them. She found the idea of sucking Rita's cunt com-pletely revolting.
Rita, on the other hand, was getting more and more turned on. She found Ellen's unhappiness exciting. She loved the feel of the woman's lips on her leg. Her cunt was sopping wet. By the time Ellen arrived there, she'd have a swamp to contend with. Now Rita opened her legs and pulled one knee up so that her foot rested on the edge of the chair.
"All of it, honey. You get all of it."
Ellen stared at the dark-haired cunt. Rita's cuntlips drooped out like a pair of flaps. They were swollen and open, her clit and her cunt hole visible. Ellen could see the juice leaking out of the brunette's pussy gash.
She kissed her way along Rita's thigh until she came to the top of her stocking. Rita made a cooing sound as Ellen's lips moved onto her bare flesh, Inch by inch, Ellen moved her mouth towards her final destination.
She wants it, Rita thought. She's dying to get her mouth on my cunt, but she won't admit it to herself. She wanted to grab Ellen's head and pull her mouth in, but she forced herself to be patient. It was always better when she was patient. Let them dangle. Ellen's mouth would be there soon enough. Rita mewled with pleasure and leaned back to wait for it.
When Ellen's mouth finally arrived, Rita uttered a moan of satisfaction.
"Go, baby, go! Eat my pussy!" She sighed as she felt Ellen's hair along the insides of her thighs. Then a quiver went through her as she felt Ellen's nose pushing between her cuntlips.
She couldn't wait any longer. She needed more pressure. She pulled at Ellen's head, pulled the woman's face against her crotch. "Suck it, damn it! Suck my cunt or I'll get Otto in here to play with you!"
The mention of Otto sent a bolt of raw fear through Ellen. She moved her mouth and nose deep inside the brunette's wet cunt gash. Her tongue came out to lick Rita's cunt hole. She licked and sucked around the hole, then she stabbed her tongue inside and fluttered it back and forth. Rita giggled and said that was good. Ellen gave her more tongue. Rita said to suck and Ellen sucked.
I'm nothing, Ellen thought. I'm only a slave, and nothing more.
Rita began giving Ellen instructions. The brunette enjoyed telling the woman at her feet what to do. She made Ellen suck each cuntlip. She told Ellen to stick her nose inside her cunt hole, and then she giggled when Ellen did it. Ellen's nose came out wet with cunt juice, and Rita giggled happily when she saw it.
"Now downtown," Rita said.
Ellen looked up at her. "I don't understand."
Rita chuckled. "There's uptown and down-town, honey. I want your tongue in my ass. Use lots of spit to get it wet first, and then go right in."
Ellen was dismayed. She hated the thought of sucking the brunette's ass. There was nothing more revolting than that. But she knew she had to do it. The threat of Otto always hung over her. She would do anything to avoid being in Otto's hands.
The brunette had both knees pulled all the way back to her tits. She craned her neck to watch Ellen's mouth. She quivered at the first touch of Ellen's tongue on her asshole. She watched Ellen lick her ass. She watched the spit come out as Ellen lubricated the puckered ass ring. Then Rita quivered as Ellen's tongue slithered inside her ass. First the daughter, and now the mother. God, how she loved it! She kept Ellen at it, kept her sucking her asshole while she played with her clit.
Finally, Rita's fingers began strumming her clit with more precision. It was time now. She had to get off. She rubbed the shaft of her clit as Ellen continued tongue-fucking her asshole.
"Suck my pisser!" Rita gasped. She slapped at Ellen's head until Ellen had her lips in place.
Then Rita came. She groaned as the spasms convulsed her pussy. She let go before she finished. She started pissing in Ellen's mouth. She forced Ellen to take it all. The brunette came again as she watched Ellen drink the hot piss gushing out of her cunt.
"Get used to the taste of it," Rita said with a groan. "You're going to suck my piss when-ever I want you to."
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You're a cutie," Vic said.
He sat beside Rita on the sofa and looked at Ellen. She stood in front of them. She was naked except for a leather collar around her neck, and high heels. A leash was attached to the collar. Vic held the leash as he sat there beside Rita. Now he spoke again. He said he had a deal for Ellen. He explained he had a buyer for her.
"It's either you or the girl." He would sell Ellen and keep Cindy if that was what Ellen wanted. He said the buyer would be rough on the girl. He said Ellen might want to save Cindy by being sold, herself. He chuckled. He said he was being a nice guy to offer her a choice and he hoped she appreciated it. "I want you to remember me as a nice guy."
Rita was amused. "You're crazy, Vic."
Vic snickered. He pulled at the leash, jerking Ellen's neck. "She thinks I'm an animal. I don't like it when broads think I'm an animal."
She thought about his offer. The idea of Cindy going somewhere alone was horrifying. At least here, the girl would be taken care of. Ellen decided she had to sacrifice herself for her daughter's sake. She saw no other possiblity.
"I'll go instead of my daughter. As long as you don't harm her, I'll do anything you want."
Vic nodded. He smiled at her. He said he'd expected her decision. "It's only right. A mother should protect her daughter. You're doing the right thing." Then he unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He grinned as he pulled at the leash. He told Ellen to get down on her knees and suck him off. "Show me some gratitude."
She knelt on the carpet in front of him. She closed her mouth over the knob of his cock and started sucking. She was used to him now. She'd serviced him so many times. And Rita, too. Sometimes she did them both while they were fucking. She was there to be used-and they did use her.
* * *
A few days later, Ellen was presented to Vic's buyer. His name was Henry Vernon and Ellen was shocked to learn that he was a judge. He was an older man, somewhere past fifty, and when he looked at her she could see the interest in his eyes.
Rita had chosen Ellen's clothes for the occasion. She wore a blouse and skirt and nylons and high heels. She wore the leather collar, and Vic held the leash that was attached to it. Her face was made up, and she knew she looked pretty.
Certainly, the judge thought so. He immediately told Vic that Ellen was a beauty. "I'm impressed, Vic. I didn't expect it."
Vic chuckled. "You should believe me when I tell you things."
"Well, now I believe you."
Vic twisted the leash in his hand as he talked to the judge about her. Then Vic told her to show the judge the marks on her body. Ellen blanched. She hated the idea of doing that. But she'd promised Vic she'd behave. Vic's eyes flashed when he noticed her hesitation. He jerked at the leash. She trembled as she lifted her skirt to show them the welts and bruises on her thighs and ass. She was wearing a garter belt and nylons and panties, but the panties were sheer and all the marks on her body were visible. Rita had told her she would have to show them, and now that she was doing it, Ellen was more miserable than ever.
The judge was obviously fascinated by the bruises. He muttered something about her being black and blue. "Tell her to turn around."
Vic was amused. He handed the leash to the judge. "You tell her, Judge. When you hold the leash, she does whatever you want."
The judge beamed. He snickered at Ellen. "Turn, honey. Show me your ass."
Ellen obediently turned. Her asscheeks were criss-crossed with marks from the beatings Rita had given her, and she knew the judge could see them through the sheer nylon of her panties.
"She's lovely," the judge said. "Really delicious."
Vic chuckled and told Ellen to get her pan-ties off. "Show the judge the ring."
Ellen was in a helpless daze now. She tried not to think about what she was doing, about what they were looking at. She slipped the pan-ties down, let them fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. Vic wanted her to show the judge the ring in her cuntlip. She moved her legs apart to make it visible. She showed the judge her pussy. She could see that he was very turned on by her. He was practically drooling over her as she stood there with her skirt raised to her hips, her cunt bush and cuntlips and the gold ring exposed.
The judge wanted to know if she was really obedient. "I don't mean faking it-I mean the real stuff."
Vic smiled and told him to use the leash. "Just tell her what you want and she'll do it."
The judge snickered and pulled the leash. He told Ellen to get on her knees in front of him. Her tits jiggled as she went down on the carpet. He moved his legs apart and told her to get his cock out.
She unzipped his fly and brought his limp prick out through the opening. When the judge told her to suck his prick, she took his cock-knob between her lips.
He was pleased. "She's a hot one, isn't she?" He chuckled and told her to stop sucking. Now he wanted her to get up and strip. He said he wanted to see what she looked like.
Ellen rose. She told herself it was all for Cindy's sake. She began stripping her clothes off. The men talked about her as her body was gradually revealed. The judge lit a cigar and said he'd always known Vic was dependable. When Ellen was down to her garter belt and nylons, the judge told her to stop.
"That's enough, honey. Let's have a look at the ass again."
He chuckled as she turned her back to him. This time, he wanted her to bend over. He told her to spread her asscheeks. She pulled her asscheeks apart with her hands to show the judge her asshole. She tried very hard not to cry. She knew Vic would be furious if she cried.
The judge snickered and said her asshole looked a bit used. "She's not torn inside, is she? I wouldn't like it if she wasn't healthy."
Vic had to assure the judge that her ass was intact and healthy. The judge said he liked the marks on her ass. He said his wife would go for the marks, too.
Ellen was shocked. This was the first mention of Judge Vernon's wife. It hadn't occurred to her that he might be married.
After that, the three of them went to an adjoining room. The judge amused himself leading her on the leash as if she were a poodle. He chuckled and stroked her ass. He hefted one of her tits and said she was a fine-looking woman. Then he put the leash down and he started undressing. Both men undressed. Ellen stood there and watched them as they removed their clothes. She realized she'd have to service both of them. She was frightened of the future, terrified of what would happen to her after she left Vic.
When the men were naked, they made her get on her knees to suck their cocks. She had to suck each prick in turn. The judge had a long thin prick and heavy balls. No matter what she did, his cock remained limp as a wet noodle. Vic finally told the judge to turn around so that Ellen could lick his ass. The judge chuckled as he bent over.
Ellen moved in and spread his asscheeks. She licked his asscrack and then went to work on his asshole with her mouth. The judge wriggled his ass against her face and said his prick was getting hard.
She had to do the same thing to Vic. Then she had to suck their balls. By this time, both cocks were completely stiff.
Vic told her to kneel on the edge of the bed with her ass in the air. As soon as she did it, she felt the judge's hands on her ass. He fingered her cunt. She heard him talking to Vic about some trial that was coming up. She was nothing to them, just a piece of meat available for their pleasure.
The judge opened her cunt with his fingers and fucked his cock inside. He continued talking to Vic while he fucked her. He told Vic a joke about a judge in Las Vegas. Ellen shuddered with revulsion as his thin cock fucked in and out of her cunt hole. She felt his belly slapping against her ass. She wondered about his wife. She wondered if his wife was worse than Rita.
Finally the judge pulled out of her cunt and Vic replaced him. Vic fucked her more force-fully. She was used to Vic. He leaned over her back to pinch her tits. He continued talking to the judge as he fucked his cock in and out of her pussy.
Ellen started wondering about the future again. She tried to imagine what it would be like for her with the judge and his wife. She was shocked that a judge would be involved in some-thing like this. Then she told herself she shouldn't be so naive. The judge was evidently pleased at the idea of having a slave. He'd probably had slaves before her. Maybe the last one had died of exhaustion.
She was suddenly more afraid than ever. Once again, she told herself it was all for Cindy's sake. Whatever life she'd had before didn't exist anymore. She wondered what had happened to Phil. And how come the police hadn't come after them? Was there any chance they'd be rescued? It all seemed to hopeless. It seemed that people like Vic-and the judge had the real power in the world.
Then Vic pulled his cock out of her cunt and the judge moved behind her again. This time, the judge wanted her asshole. He grunted as he pushed his cock inside her ass. Ellen was grateful his cock was so thin. But he had a long prick, and in a moment she could feel it all the way up her shitter. She felt his big balls pressing against her cuntlips.
The judge chuckled and wriggled around with his cock up her ass. He was obviously having himself a marvelous time. He slapped her ass and said she had a solid body. He said she was a good fuck. He told Vic she was worth the money he was asking. He started fucking her ass harder. He muttered and made noises in his throat.
Before long, he shot off in her ass, his hands holding her lips as his prick spurted cum inside her ass guts. He grunted like a pig as he came.
"Nice little ass, Vic. She's very nice."
When the judge pulled his cock out of her ass, Vic took his place. Vic rammed her asshole like he always did. He pounded her ass as he fucked to a finish. He laughed and pinched her ass as he dumped his cum-load in her shitter.
Now she had two loads of jism in her ass. She could feel the wetness in her ass guts. She could feel the gaping of her asshole. She continued kneeling there, her chest heaving, her mind in a whirl.
Then the judge slapped her ass and told her to sit up. He wanted her to clean his cock with her mouth. He came forward and shoved his shitty prick between her lips. She sucked his fucker clean. He giggled as she lapped up and down his limp cockshaft, then he rubbed his prick across her nose and eyes.
"That's it, girl. That's a good girl."
When his cock was clean, Vic replaced him. She sucked Vic's prick clean of her shit. He played with her, slapping his prick across her face and teasing her.
Then the judge ordered her to get his cock hard again. He wanted her on the floor between his legs. She went down onto her knees between his spread thighs. She sucked his low-hanging balls. She sucked his long thin prick until it was stiff again.
The judge was delighted. He hadn't expected another hard-on to come so easily. "Oh, boy! She's good, isn't she?"
She sucked Vic's cock and balls the same way. Then she handled their pricks, fondled their balls with her fingers. She realized everything depended on her making them happy. She was horrified at the idea of Cindy being sold to a beast like the judge.
Then they wanted Ellen on the bed again. She had to kneel on the bed while the judge got behind her. He played with her ass. He teased her asshole with his fingers. Then he fucked his cock inside her ass. Now, he'd already come once, and he had all the time in the world. He grunted as he fucked her shitter.
Vic crawled onto the bed in front of her face. He pushed his cock at her lips and she opened her mouth to take it. She had one cock in her ass and the other in her mouth. It was the first time she'd been taken by two men at the same time. She felt completely subjugated. She felt skewered by cock meat.
The judge was enjoying himself as he fucked her ass. He leaned over back to fondle her tits.
He played with the ring through her cuntlip. He said she was a lovely piece. Then he started talking about the slaves he and his wife had had. He said they liked the seasoned ones better. The young girls were too fragile. A woman like Ellen could have the shit kicked out of her and still come back for more.
Ellen was terrifed as she listened to him talk. She wondered if she would survive. She told herself she ought to find a way to end her life. But then Cindy would be sold. It seemed there was no way out for her.
The men finally pulled their cocks out of her ass and mouth. Vic lay down on his back and Ellen had to straddle him. She took his cock inside her cunt.
The judge got behind her and pushed her for-ward over Vic's chest. He played with her ass, then rammed his cock up her shitter. He was very agile for a man his age. He laughed as he squeezed her hips.
Now, the judge slapped her ass and told her he wanted her to tighten her asshole on his cock. She clamped down on his prick until he was satisfied. He started fucking her ass again while she still had Vic's cock in her cunt. The fit was tight. It made no difference how thin the judge's cock was now. With Vic's prick in her cunt, the judge's cock felt like a baseball bat in her ass.
Vic chewed on her tits as they fucked her. The judge laughed and brutally pinched her ass. His belly kept slapping against her ass as he fucked her shit hole. He grunted and wheezed. Then she blew a fart out of her asshole, and both men laughed at her. She felt totally degraded, totally used. They fucked away in her cunt and ass until they finally came.
They both shot off. The judge made wild noises as he came in her ass. His cummy cock slipped out of her asshole with a sucking noise as he moved away. Vic pushed her off the bed, and she fell to the floor.
The judge laughed and suggested pissing. Vic agreed. They got off the bed and stood over her. She looked at them with begging eyes, but of course it did no good. They laughed at her as they fingered their cocks.
They started pissing on her.
The hot piss drenched her face and tits and belly. They pissed all over her. The judge was pleased at the way she took it.
When they finished pissing, the judge told Vic to leave him alone with Ellen awhile.
Vic chuckled and said okay. "Be careful she doesn't choke, Judge." He seemed to know what the judge wanted.
After Vic left the room and closed the door, the judge smiled down at Ellen. He told her to lie flat on her back. When she did it, he straddled her body, facing her feet, and moved back-wards to squat over her face.
Ellen was horrified as she realized what was about to happen. She was mesmerized by the judge's pale ass. There was no way to stop it.
The judge grunted and started shitting.
Ellen watched the turd squeeze out of his hairy asshole. His asshole gaped like a round mouth. In a moment, the hot shit fell on her tits. Another turd followed. The judge laughed as he farted. He said he'd worked hard all his life to get where he was. He said she ought to be thankful he was only shitting on her, and not making her eat shit.
CHAPTER NINE
Mabel Vernon chuckled as she looked at Ellen. They were alone in a room together. Ellen was naked, her wrists and ankles chained to a post in the center of the room. Mabel was fully dressed, sitting relaxed in a chair, with a drink in her hand.
Mabel was about forty, a tall woman with graying hair and a haughty look. She was pleased with Ellen. This time her husband Henry had brought home something special. Ellen was much more attractive than the others they'd had. Yes, Mabel was pleased.
Mabel accepted her own peculiarities. She enjoyed hurting women, and the more attractive the woman the better it was for her. And Ellen was certainly attractive. A lovely ripe-looking body. Mabel looked forward to hurting those juicy nipples. She planned to use the woman thoroughly. She had a schedule in mind. She liked to plan these things out. Each day would bring a new regimen of pain and abuse for Ellen.
Mabel knew her husband had his own needs. He enjoyed fucking them. Mabel didn't mind seeing him with another woman-provided the woman was Mabel's slave. As long as the women belonged to Mabel, Henry could do what he wanted with them. Mabel liked hurting them, and Henry liked something else. She liked them weeping.
Now Mabel was amused at the hatred in Ellen's eyes. This one seemed to have already guessed what was in store for her. But whether she'd guessed or not, it was Mabel who would call the shots. She'd knock all the resistance out of Ellen. That was the way for it. First knock the resistance out, and then pet them and pamper them until they accepted being lap dogs.
Until they were afraid to be anything else. By the time she was through with Ellen, there would be nothing but adoration in Ellen's eyes.
Now Mabel rose from her chair. She went to a drawer, opened it and brought out a riding crop. She turned so that Ellen could see it. Mabel chuckled as she saw the fear in Ellen's eyes.
"You don't like it? Darling, I thought you'd be easy by the time you came to us. Well, if you're not easy, we'll have to make you easy, won't we? You don't feel so strong anymore, do you?"
She said Ellen would get to know her. Ellen would get to know everything about her.
Mabel chuckled. "All the details, darling. I want you to look after me." She pushed the end of the riding crop at Ellen's heavy tits. She slid the crop under one tit globe and raised the tit with it. "These are nice. They'll be down to your belly someday, but for the moment they're a plus. You have a nice body, you know. I do like the marks. And these tits! I'm going to hurt them, darling. You know that, don't you?"
And suddenly she slashed the riding crop across Ellen's naked tits.
Ellen cried out, a sound of anguish and pain and hopelessness.
Mabel laughed. She said she liked the sound of it. She hit Ellen again. She grabbed hold of one of Ellen's tits and tore at it with her finger-nails. She held the tit in one hand and deliberately struck the nipple with the riding crop.
Ellen's eyes rolled up with pain.
Mabel was pleased. She said she liked the way Ellen responded. She put the riding crop away and unchained Ellen's wrists and ankles. Ellen fell to the floor, sobbing. Mabel laughed and kicked her. Mabel's shoe caught Ellen's side and Ellen writhed on the floor in pain.
"I want you to know what you are," Mabel said calmly. "It's quite important that you know what you are."
After that, Mabel told Ellen to kneel with her head down. Ellen was weeping as she did it. Mabel walked around Ellen. When she was behind Ellen, she stopped and studied Ellen's cunt and ass. She raised one foot and pushed the point of her shoe between Ellen's asscheeks. Then she pushed farther down. She pushed the toe of her shoe between Ellen's fat cuntlips.
"Hold still. I don't want you moving unless I tell you."
She pushed the point of her shoe inside Ellen's cunt hole. She giggled as she fucked Ellen's cunt with her shoe. Then she pulled the point of her shoe out and pushed at Ellen's asshole with it. Ellen groaned as the point of Mabel's shoe entered her ass.
Mabel was enjoying herself. She pulled the toe of her shoe away and used the heel instead. She wore sharp little French heels. She pushed the pointed heel against Ellen's asshole and it slipped right in. Then she fucked Ellen's ass with her French heel.
Then Mabel knelt down. She pinched Ellen's ass and told Ellen to move her legs farther apart. She fingered Ellen's fat cuntlips. She worked two fingers inside. Then she added another finger. And another. She had four fingers in Ellen's cunt. Ellen's cunt hole was stretched into a gaping maw.
Then Mabel added her thumb and pushed all of her hand inside Ellen's pussy.
Ellen groaned constantly. She felt as though she were being split open, split apart in her crotch. She was sure the woman would kill her.
Now Mabel had her wrist inside Ellen's pain-fully stretched cunt-hole. She started fist-fucking Ellen's cunt. She loved abusing them like this. She loved the power she had over them when she had her fist in their cunts. Ellen sob-bed and groaned. Mabel laughed. She finally pulled her fist out of Ellen's cunt and wiped her hand on Ellen's ass.
Mabel returned to her chair. She hummed a melody to herself. She was happy. She pulled her dress up to her waist and sat down. Now her legs and thighs were uncovered. She wore gartered nylons and no panties. She ran her fingers through her cunt bush. She opened her legs to expose her pussy. She told Ellen to crawl on the floor and come to her. She threatened to beat Ellen with the riding crop again if she didn't move quickly.
Ellen crawled to Mabel. Bruised and sobbing, Ellen crawled. She gazed at the woman's spread legs, at the white flesh of her thighs above her nylons, at the full bush of cunt hair that covered her cuntlips and ran down into the crack of her ass. There was no need for Mabel to instruct Ellen now. Ellen knew what Mabel wanted. Licking her dry lips, Ellen moved in.
Mabel snickered. "You belong to me, darling. You'll be safe here, as long as you please me. When you stop pleasing me, I'll have you snuffed out like a used candle. You do under-stand me, don't you?"
Ellen groaned as she pushed her face against Mabel's hairy pussy. She worked her nose and mouth between Mabel's meaty cuntlips and started sucking the woman's cunt gash.
Mabel stroked Ellen's head. She looked down at Ellen's face. She held her cuntlips open with her fingers as she watched Ellen's tongue. She thought about all the slaves she'd had. Her liking for it had started in college. It was only a question of finding them. She loved having her cunt sucked by a pretty girl or an attractive woman.
Then she told Ellen to suck her asshole. She laughed at Ellen's difficulty as Ellen tried to get her mouth lower down. Mabel helped here. She turned her ass up to get Ellen's tongue in her shit hole.
"Wash my asshole, darling. It's your job to see that it's always clean."
Finally, Mabel pushed Ellen away. She told Ellen to lie on her back on the floor. Ellen obediently stretched out on the carpet and Mabel straddled her. Facing Ellen's feet, Mabel held her dress up around her waist as she lowered herself. She squatted down over Ellen's face.
Ellen stared at the woman's broad white ass. Mabel was a slender woman, but she had full hips and a broad ass. Ellen could see Mabel's hairy cunt between her spread thighs. She saw the hair growing in Mabel's asscrack and around her puckered asshole. Mabel's asshole still glistened with Ellen's saliva.
Then Mabel started pissing.
The hot piss covered Ellen's tits and ran over her belly and neck. Ellen was numb as she watched the yellow piss gush out of the woman's cunt.
Mabel made a noise in her throat and started shitting. Her asshole opened like a brown mouth. She grunted with pleasure as the long turds came out. She wriggled her ass as she dropped her foul shit on Ellen's creamy tits.
When Mabel was finished shitting, she straightened up, let her dress drop and stood there looking down at Ellen. She laughed at Ellen's obvious disgust and misery. She told Ellen to smear the shit over her body. When Ellen hesitated, Mabel kicked her viciously.
"I'll have you branded, you little slut! I'll watch your flesh burn!"
Ellen groaned and began smearing Mabel's smelly shit over her tits and belly.
* * *
"I work too hard," the judge said to his wife.
"I think I ought to retire."
Mabel snickered at him. "Henry, don't be foolish. You've been retired since the day you became a judge. You don't really do anything, do you? I know you too well to think you actually do anything."
They chuckled at each other. They were in the living room. Ellen was naked. She was on her knees, sucking the judge's cock while they talked about his days in court. The judge's cock was only half hard. Mabel had her legs apart, her skirt pulled back to her waist. She idly played with her own cunt bush as she watched Ellen suck her husband.
Ellen's lips were swollen from all the sucking she'd done. Her mouth moved up and down on the judge's thin prick. His cock became hard, slowly. Mabel fingered her own cuntlips as she watched.
Ellen's misery was intense. These people were much worse than Vic and Rita. Now they were talking about her, and she tried to listen. They treated her like a pet dog. No, a dog would get better treatment. Mabel was so vicious. Mabel was a horrible sadist.
Now Mabel teased the judge because his cock still wasn't completely hard. "Having trouble, Henry?"
But he was getting there. His cock was slowly getting hard. He smirked at his wife. "A big gun doesn't get loaded that easily." He soon had a stiff prick, and he was pleased.
Mabel questioned the judge about Ellen. She wanted to know what he thought about her. "You haven't done much to her."
"I will, I will."
"When, darling? I seem to be the only one who likes doing things."
"I like it, also."
He told Mabel that he liked to see the slaves hurt as much as she did. He liked to see them suffer. Mabel smiled and said they belonged together.
After that, they took Ellen to the playroom. They chained her to the post in the center of the room. Ellen hated the post. She was always hurt when she was chained to the post. It did no good to beg. They never listened to her when she begged them. They had her hanging forward from the post now. Her tits dropped down as ripe targets. She had new marks on her body.
The judge walked away to light a cigar and Mabel came to Ellen and smiled as she pinched Ellen's hanging tits.
"We'll work on these today. Is that all right, Henry?"
The judge puffed his cigar and said sure, whatever she wanted. He was always excited by his wife's cruelty. Mabel seemed to be getting worse as she got older. She was getting to be a real witch, and he loved it. He loved watching her in action.
Now Mabel steadily slapped Ellen's tits back and forth. Ellen trembled with fear of the woman. Mabel seemed fascinated by the way Ellen's tits swung from side to side like a pair of hanging balloons.
Then Mabel turned to the judge. "This will be a heavy one, Henry. I'm going to get my clothes off."
The judge nodded. "Me, too."
The two Vernons stripped their clothes off piece by piece and folded everything neatly on one of the chairs. They were in no rush. These things were best done with patience.
Mabel had a good body for a woman her age. She had small tits with very long nipples and not a hint of flab anywhere except at her hips. She had a plump ass. She was obviously turned on with anticipation. She rubbed her cunt bush with her fingers as she gazed at Ellen. She probed between her cuntlips and then carried her cunt juice to Ellen's mouth. She rubbed her pussy-wet fingers over Ellen's lips. She laughed as she made Ellen suck her fingers. She bunched up three fingers and pushed them in and out of Ellen's mouth as though the fingers were a cock.
The judge watched it, slowly stroking his cock. He liked seeing Mabel naked. She still turned him on. He watched her now as she went to a drawer and brought out a set of clips.
Ellen saw the clips, and she was immediately afraid. Then Mabel went to another drawer and brought out a pair of pliers.
The judge chuckled and told Mabel to be careful. "Don't go nuts again." He continued stroking his cock as he watched Mabel move around the room.
Mabel noticed his eyes on her and she teased him about it. She found her shoes and put them on. She knew what her husband liked. The judge was obviously turned on even more to see her wearing nothing but high heels. Mabel smiled at him and deliberately stroked her ass.
"You'll get some of this later, darling."
Ellen's nipples were swollen from all the abuse she'd received from Mabel.
Mabel came to her with the pliers first. Mabel's face was expressionless as she took one of Ellen's nipples between the jaws of the pliers. She squeezed. Ellen screamed. Mabel released the nipple and looked at it. Then she moved the pliers to the other nipple and did the same thing. Ellen screamed again, begging her to stop. The pain was unbearable.
But Mabel liked the screaming. She did both nipples with the pliers again. The pliers were always marvelous. She always turned the slaves inside out with the pliers. She finally put the pliers down before Ellen passed out. She picked up the clips. The springs were quite strong. She put a clip on each of Ellen's nipples and tested them to make sure they were grabbing her nipples firmly.
Ellen was in constant agony. She sobbed incoherently. Then Mabel took up the pliers again. This time she used them down below. She grabbed one of Ellen's cuntlips with the pliers and pinched it brutally.
The judge continued frigging his cock. Now Mabel was frigging herself, also. Ellen's pain turned her on. She pinched the lower parts of Ellen's tits with the pliers.
Ellen started pissing on herself. Her warm piss ran down the insides of her legs, and both Vernons laughed at her. Mabel taunted Ellen about pissing all over herself.
Finally Ellen was unchained and bent over a chair. Mabel went to a drawer again. She brought out a ten-inch dildo with straps attached to it. She strapped the dildo on and moved behind Ellen's ass. She patted Ellen's raised butt and teased her about the marks on her ass. She played with Ellen's asshole, stretching it with her fingers and churning her fingers around inside.
Then Mabel pushed the dildo inside Ellen's gaping asshole. Mabel watched it carefully. She enjoyed herself as she fucked the dildo up Ellen's ass. She showed Ellen no mercy, shoving the dildo all the way in, fucking ten inches of hard rubber up Ellen's shitter.
The judge was extremely excited as he watched. He got up and moved behind his wife to fondle her ass. He pushed two fingers inside Mabel's asshole. He fucked the fingers in and out, frigging his cock with his free hand as he did it.
Before long, he made a croaking sound and came all over Mabel's white ass.
Mabel continued fucking Ellen until Mabel had an orgasm. After that, Ellen was pushed off the chair.
She had to get between their legs, one after the other, and drink their piss. She did the judge first. He took a long piss in Ellen's mouth. She was good at it now. Not a drop escaped her mouth. Then it was finished, and she moved to Mabel. Ellen told herself she'd rather drink their piss than be tortured by them. Mabel moved her legs apart and Ellen got her mouth under Mabel's cunt. Mabel mewled and started pissing. Ellen took everything. She missed nothing this time either. She gulped the woman's hot piss down her throat.
Just as Mabel finished, the phone rang. Mabel went to answer it. The judge in the mean-time made Ellen get her mouth on his cock again.
Then Mabel told the judge there was trouble.
The judge looked down at Ellen's mouth as she sucked his cock. "What trouble?"
Mabel explained the call was from one of Vic Benson's people. Ellen's daughter had escaped and gone to the police. The police were evidently on their way to the Vernon home.
Then suddenly there was shouting and banging on the front door, and both Mabel and the judge groaned in dismay.
The police had arrived!
Ellen sobbed as she realized she'd been saved by Cindy!
CHAPTER TEN
I'm just a little harem girl, Ellen thought with a smile.
Nearly a month had passed since she'd returned to her family. She was in her bedroom, getting ready for Phil. She was brushing her hair. She stood before the full-length mirror as she did it. Then she finished with her hair and she perfumed her tits and cunt muff. She was already wearing a garter belt and nylons. These days, she always dressed for sex. Now she stepped into the new high-heeled mules she'd bought. She quivered as she looked at herself in the mirror. She certainly looked sexy.
Her marriage was back on keel. And tonight she and Cindy had special plans. She'd already hinted about it to Phil.
After turning away from the mirror, she slipped on a black negligee. Then she moved back to the mirror to see the total effect. She decided her nipples needed something. She found the right shade of lipstick on her dressing table. She colored her nipples, not too much, but just enough to make them stand out more.
She still had the ring through her cuntlip. She had talked to Phil about it, and they'd agreed she would leave it there ... to remind her of things.
She pulled the negligee aside to look at her ass in the mirror. Her ass looked luscious with the black garter belt and dark nylons. Phil always did like her ass and legs.
Then the door opened, and Phil came in. He grinned when he saw what she was wearing. "There's a sexy woman in my bedroom."
He kissed her. He was wearing a robe. Now he slipped out of the robe and stretched out on the bed with only his Jockey shorts to cover him.
Ellen continued preening in front of the mirror. She put fresh lipstick on her lips. She wanted a bit of delay. They would both get worked up if they waited. She wondered what he thought about when he looked at her now. She had changed so much. In the past, she would never have done what she was doing now-stand in front of him in her nylons with her bare ass almost in his face. All the marks were gone. She had a creamy white ass again, a smooth white ass and smooth thighs and lovely legs in dark nylon.
They talked about trivial things. Ellen was delighted they finally had a good sex life together. She never thought about religion anymore, and she wasn't sorry.
Then Phil growled at her. He wanted her on the bed.
She smiled and went to him. He opened the belt of the negligee to expose her tits. She leaned over him, her tits hanging over his face. He fondled her tits, his fingers pulling at her nipples. He smiled as he looked down at the garter belt and nylons framing her cunt bush.
"That's table pussy," he said, smiling.
"Mmmmm. Hot and juicy for you."
She saw the bulge of his hard cock in his Jockey shorts. She remembered all the pain she'd had, all the degradation. If that terrible time had succeeded in making her a real woman, maybe it was all worth it.
Phil pulled at one of her tits and she lowered it to his mouth. A thrill went through her as he sucked her nipple. She loved it when he sucked her tits. He looked up and asked her if it felt good. She purred in response. He sucked one tit after the other, his hands molding them, hefting their weight.
She hovered over him, her tits hanging down like a pair of ripe melons. She moaned as she felt his teeth on her nipples. She liked them hurt a bit now. Not too much, but just enough to make her feel it.
She shuddered as she remembered Mabel Vernon and the pliers. The Vernons and Vic Benson were in jail, awaiting trial. Ellen prayed they would all rot in prison.
Then Phil wanted the negligee off. She slipped out of it and tossed it away. Smiling at him, she wiggled her hips. "What now, master?"
"On the bed."
She stretched out on the bed beside him. She stroked his chest, then his belly. She quivered as she touched the hard bulge of his cock in his Jockey shorts. She was trembling with excitement now. She was dying to fuck. She wanted all that lovely cockmeat stuffed inside her pussy.
Suddenly, the door opened and Cindy stood there smiling. "Hello, everyone!" She was wearing nothing but white cotton panties. "Is it all right if I come in?"
Phil's eyes were hot as he looked at her. "You two had this all planned."
Ellen chuckled. "I told you about it."
"Yeah, I guess you did."
Phil knew everything. He knew what Ellen and Cindy had been through. Nothing would ever be the same for them again. Now they had a new life together. A different life.
Cindy sat down in a chair to watch them. Ellen moved into Phil's arms and kissed him. In a few moments, she helped him get his shorts off. She looked at Cindy and saw the girl blushing as she gazed at her father's heavy cock and balls.
Ellen teased her daughter. "Every man has one."
Cindy's eyes never left his cock. "He's my father."
Ellen laughed. "Yes, he certainly is."
"He's big."
Phil protested. "Stop talking about me as if I'm not here. Come on, Ellen. If the kid's going to watch us, let's do something."
Ellen took his fat cock in her hand. She rubbed the leaking pre-cum over his prick-knob. Then Phil said he wanted her on her knees. She bent over for him, and he leaned towards her to fondle her hanging tits. After that, he moved behind her and started kissing her ass. Ellen groaned, f he looked at Cindy and smiled as Phil's mouth moved over her ass.
Phil tongued her asscrack and Ellen shuddered. She mewled with pleasure when she felt his tongue on her asshole. Cindy watched it. She winked at her mother. Ellen was flat on her belly now. Phil hovered over her, making love to her ass, nibbling and kissing her asscheeks. He licked her asscrack again, and she groaned as she raised her ass to his mouth. She pushed back at him.
He teased her by leaving her asshole to lick her cunt. But she liked that just as much, and she screwed her hips around to show her pleasure. A moan came out of her throat as his tongue fluttered around inside her cunt hole. She screwed her hips against his face. He kissed her thighs and finally told her to roll over.
After turning over on her back, Ellen pulled her knees up to her tits. Phil grinned and lowered his face to her crotch. He kissed the insides of her thighs above her nylons. He nuzzled her hairy pussy and started licking between her cuntlips. His tongue played with the ring that pierced one cuntlip.
Ellen craned her neck to watch him as he sucked her pussy. She could see the juice running out of her open cunt. She quivered as he licked the pussy juice up. She mewled with pleasure as he stuck his tongue all the way up her cunt hole to get more pussy cream. He had his nose pressing against her clit, and it felt delicious.
Then suddenly Ellen felt the bed move. She turned her head and smiled when she saw Cindy was on the bed. The girl knelt beside Ellen, with her hand frigging her cunt. She had her panties off now. Ellen watched her daughter's wet fingers. The Cindy giggled and leaned over Ellen to suck one of Ellen's tits. Ellen groaned as the girl chewed her nipple. She fondled Cindy's body, pushed the girl's hand away from her pussy and substituted her own. She played with her daughter's sweet little pussy. The girl's cunt was a swamp of hot cunt juice. Cindy moaned against Ellen's tit as Ellen's fingers rubbed her clit. Ellen stroked the teenager's cunt while Cindy sucked her tit.
Phil continued sucking Ellen's cunt. She humped her pussy at his face. She pushed two fingers inside Cindy's cunt and finger-fucked the girl. The teenager's pussy juice gushed out on Ellen's hand.
Now Phil worked hard on Ellen's clit. She pulled it out for him, pulled at the hood of her clit with her fingers to get the tiny knob exposed. His tongue rasped over her clit again and again.
She groaned with delight as he nibbled at it. Then she suddenly had an orgasm.
Ellen came with a shudder and a loud moan.
Both Cindy and Phil teased her about it. Phil fell away to the side with a wet mouth. Cindy kissed her mother's mouth, then moved her face down to Ellen's belly. Yes, Ellen wanted it. She pulled her knees back to her tits in invitation, and the teenager slid her face into her mother's crotch.
Ellen groaned as she opened her thighs to her daughter. She quivered as she felt Cindy's tongue in her cunt. Cindy sucked and licked Ellen's cunt, slurping up the hot cunt juice, nuzzling her clit and cunt hole.
After a while, Phil pushed Ellen on her side and joined in. He pressed his face against her ass and lapped her asshole while Cindy con-tinued sucking Ellen's cunt. Father and daughter worked over Ellen as she moaned and quivered with pleasure.
Ellen finally came again.
Phil pushed Cindy away, and then he mounted his wife. He forced her knees all the way back to her tits and drove his cock inside her gaping cunt hole. She was hot and open now, ripe for hard fucking. He began pounding her pussy.
Cindy giggled as she watched them. She stroked her father's ass as he fucked her mother. She touched his swinging balls. Then she moved up to Ellen's head. The teenager straddled Ellen and settled her pussy down on her mother's mouth.
Ellen groaned. She was happy to have the girl's cunt on her mouth. She sucked at the heavy flow of juice running out of Cindy's cunt. The girl's young pussy was delicious, her thick cunt juice flowing like a river.
Phil continued fucking Ellen while she sucked Cindy. The teenager mewled and humped her pussy against her mother's face. Then Phil finally pulled out of Ellen's cunt without shooting off. His cock bobbed around like a thick wet sausage. He was in no rush to get off. He sat against the headboard and watched the two women awhile.
Cindy finally climbed off Ellen's face and went to her father. The girl took his cock in her hand. She fondled his prick, slowly jacking it, purring over the size of it.
"God, it's big, Daddy!"
Phil chuckled. "It's not that big."
"It's beautiful!"
Ellen fingered her own pussy as she watched them. Cindy teased Phil about the hardness of his cock. She said making it with two women must turn him on. She hefted his big balls in her hand. She said she loved big hairy balls. She liked thinking about all the jism in there.
Phil groaned as the girl's finger tickled his asshole. "Easy, baby, you'll make me shoot off."
"We'll get you up again. Come on, Daddy, shoot off so I can see it."
"Not now."
"I loved watching the two of you fuck."
Phil swore at the girl and pushed her hand away from his swollen cock. She laughed and fell down on her back. He leaned over her and started sucking her young tits. She squealed as she felt his teeth on her nipples.
Ellen moved to Cindy's belly now. She pushed the girl's legs up and shifted forward to get her face between her daughter's silky thighs. She began sucking the girl's steaming cunt. She sucked up the flowing pussy juices. Then she raised her head to watch Phil work on Cindy's tits.
The teenager had her eyes closed, her chest heaving as she moaned. She had her father sucking her tits and her mother sucking her cunt. She couldn't imagine anything more exciting. She felt so much love for both of them.
Phil finally stopped sucking Cindy's tits. He looked down at her pussy gash. Ellen pulled away and Cindy opened her thighs wide in invitation.
"Fuck me, Daddy!"
Phil grinned and reached down to stroke her pussy. He pulled at her cunt flesh to get her clit out. He said her clit was as big as Ellen's. Cindy groaned and said she wanted to get fucked. She threw her legs back over her head and begged Phil to fuck her.
"If you don't fuck me now, I'm going to leave!"
Phil chuckled and looked at Ellen. "We don't want that, do we?"
Ellen smiled. "Fuck her, darling. I'm dying to see it."
Phil moved in and wasted no time. He fisted his cock, pushed his cockhead at the girl's pink cunt hole and drove his fucker inside her pussy, her pussy was a hot lake of cunt juice. He started fucking her. She moaned constantly, holding his arms as he pounded her. She squirmed her ass, pumping her pussy back at his thrusting cock.
"Oh, God! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me hard!"
Ellen watched them awhile. She was amused at the frenzy of the girl. Then she moved behind Phil and watched his ass as he pounded Cindy. She leaned over him and kissed his back. Before long, she worked her mouth down to his humping ass. She kissed his asscheeks, giggling as they moved under her face. She lowered her face still farther, all the way down until she could see his cock fucking in and out of Cindy's pink cunt.
Ellen knew what she wanted. She started licking Phil's asscrack. She spread his asscheeks with her hands to expose his asshole and kissed it. She rubbed her lips back and forth over his puckered little asshole. She worked her tongue over his asshole.
Phil groaned and looked over his shoulder at her. "That's hot, baby ... that's real hot!"
Ellen looked up at him and smiled. "I suppose that means you like it."
"Oh, yeah!"
"And I like doing it," she purred She went to work on his asshole. She nibbled the ass ring with her teeth. She licked the hairs that grew around his asshole, and then sucked at the hole itself with her mouth. She blew a wad of spit inside his ass and then sucked it out again. She loved doing it. She loved the way his asshole tightened around her tongue as it went in. She tongue-fucked his shitter as he continued fucking Cindy's hot little cunt. She adored sucking Phil's ass.
Ellen finally pulled her mouth away from his ass to suck his balls. His balls hung low, swinging as he fucked Cindy. Ellen smiled as she bounced his balls on her fingers. She played with his balls, lifting each ball to suck it inside her mouth.
Then Phil groaned as his climax neared. Ellen held his big balls as he shot off. She felt his balls jump in her hand as he dumped his cum-load inside Cindy's cunt. When he finished coming, he pulled his prick out of the girl's pussy and fell to the side with a groan.
"Christ, what a fuck!" he exclaimed.
Cindy giggled and immediately crawled over him. She toyed with his limp prick and balls, and then she closed her lips over his cock-knob and sucked it with a happy expression on her face.
Phil grinned at Ellen. "She's a holy terror."
"You love it," Ellen teased.
A grunt came out of Phil as Cindy reached under his balls to play with his asshole. He pulled his knees back to make room for her.
Ellen moved behind Cindy now and gazed at her daughter's fucked-out cunt. She watched Phil's jism stream out of Cindy's cunt hole. The sight of it turned her on. She fingered her own pussy as she feasted her eyes on the teenager's cummy crotch.
Cindy continued sucking Phil. She was deter-mined to get him up again. She labored over his cock, pulling and chewing on it with her teeth as he groaned with pleasure.
Ellen wanted something else. She could no longer resist Cindy's gaping cunt. She went down on the girl, sucking Phil's jism out of her young pussy. She loved it. Then she twisted her head underneath Cindy's belly and sucked the girl's swollen clit. And she finger-fucked her own pussy as she did it.
Finally Cindy fell away from Phil's cock. He was hard again, his cock stiff and ready for fucking. Cindy said she wanted Ellen to sit on his prick. Ellen chuckled as she left the girl's pussy to ride her husband's cock.
Ellen straddled Phil. She came down on his upright prick. Cindy giggled as she watched them. She moved in to get a good look at Phil's cock as it fucked into Ellen's cunt.
Then Cindy moved again, this time toward Phil's head. The teenager straddled him, seating herself on her father's face. Phil fondled the girl's ass and began sucking her dripping pussy. He licked her cunt and asshole. He fucked his tongue inside her ass as she squirmed around on his face.
Ellen rode Phil's cock. She bounced up and down on his stiff prick. Then Cindy leaned towards Ellen and took hold of Ellen's tits. The girl played with her mother's tits. She pulled at Ellen's nipples.
Ellen looked down at Cindy's pussy. She could see the girl's clit. She smiled and reached out to touch it, her fingers in Cindy's cunt as she continued fucking Phil.
In the meantime, Phil still had his tongue in Cindy's ass. Ellen could tell where it was by the blissful expression on Cindy's face.
Ellen was happy. They'd have a marvelous life together. Next time, she'd get them to tie her up. She knew Phil would like that. And she would, too. She shivered as she thought about it. Now there were so many things they could do together. All her inhibitions were gone.
Maybe someday she would send a card to Vic Benson in prison and thank him. And the Vernons, too.
She wondered if Phil knew where to buy a riding crop.
