Twila and Candy

By Charlotte Simmons

Chapter 20

When Bitch and I entered the playroom, the girls were watching cartoons. Tonight was Mama’s night to watch the tube sitting on Daddy’s cock. I sat in my chair and Bitch knelt on the floor next to me. Twila came to me and said, “Daddy, I needs you deep in my guts. I’s burnin fo it.”

I nodded and smiled replying, “Whatever you want, Mama.”

Twila handed Bitch the slippery and said as she bent over, “Lube up my poo hole, Bitch and then Daddy’s cock.”

Bitch loving lubed Mama’s ass inside and out as she gently pushed the lube into Twila rectum. She then gently lubed my shaft and then moved out of the way. Mama climbed up on my lap and told Bitch, “Put Daddy to my hole then guide his cock into my butt.”

Twila rose up and Bitch did her mistress’ bidding. Twila slowly sank down and when the head was in, slowly worked her ass on my cock until she was sitting on my lap. She wrapped my arms around her and told Bitch, “Now get over there and worship Candy’s pussy. After you makes her cum, hold her and let her sucks yo titties. She be a baby and needs to suck a titty.”

As Bitch crawled over to the sofa, Candy lay back and spread her legs. Bitch kissed Candy’s feet and asked, “Miss Pussy, may I lick you?”

Candy nodded with a smile around her thumb and said, “Uh huh. Wick, ho.”

We watched Bitch start worshiping her Mistress’ two year-old pussy with her mouth and Twila turned to look up and me and asked, “Now Fuck me Daddy, Fuck me nice and slow and cream me deep in my guts.”

“Anything for you, Mama.”

I took hold of Twila’s tiny hips and began to rotate my pelvis and stabbing her, fully impaled in her four year-old rectum. Every time I did that, Twila would moan a soft, “Mmm, mmm, mmm”

Twila was rotating her hips, grinding her ass on my cock as I deeply fucked her and languidly stroked her clitty. As we fucked, we watched Pussy get hers. She had her head back and her eyes closed grunting, “Uh, uh, uh” as she ground her little treasure on Bitch’s mouth. As we watched Pussy climb the mountain, I quickened my jabs. Twila hugged my arms and said, “Oh Daddy, I love you so much! Gimme yo cream. Pleeeze, I needs it bad!

We saw Pussy gasp and arch her back and I buried my cock deep in Mama’s bowels and shot off. Twila arched her back and threw her head back groaning out, “Oh gawd, Daddy! I feels it! Again, again, another one.”

With Twila limp on my lap, I watched as Bitch loving stroked Pussy’s vulva. She planted a reverent kiss on her mons and moved up and picked her up. She sat Candy on her lap and fed the child her breast. Candy nuzzled her nipple and latched on and began to suck. Bitch looked over at me with tears streaming down her cheeks and smiled. I gave her a faint smile and nod of approval.

After Twila had recovered, she looked over at the scene and whispered, “You’s right Daddy. She loves us.”

“Yes Mama, she does.”

Candy had fallen asleep and had let go of Bitch’s nipple. We were just relaxing and I had softened and started to slip from Mama’s tight back door. Twila said to Bitch, “Put her down and come over here.”

When Bitch was kneeling between our legs, Mama said, “We don’t waste none of Daddy’s cream. Eats all of it outta my butt, then clean Daddy’s cock.”

Bitch smiled at her and answered, “Yes Mama.”

Twila pulled off of my cock and slid forward. Bitch latched her mouth onto Twila’s seeping ass and ate at her Mistress’ dripping hole. When she’d finished, she latched onto my softened dick and sucked the whole thing in her mouth and cleaned me. She sat back on her legs and wiped her mouth. Looking up she said, “Mama, your bitch has to go to the bathroom.”

“Which one?” Mama asked.

“Number two.”

Twila got up from my lap and headed for the kitchen. Bitch rose and followed her. I wasn’t going to miss this for all the tea in China so I followed. Twila got a plastic store bag from under the sink, handed it to her and went to the back door and opened it. Bitch walked past her and out into the yard to her corner. She set the bag down as she squatted and looked up at Twila. Mama said to her, “Play with yo clitty as you poo and look at me.”

Bitch started panting from the humiliation and started to rub her button. She started to shit as she played with her clit and it looked like she was going to cum. Twila said “Stop!”

Bitch froze with a turd hanging out of her ass. Twila said, “Poop but don’t touch yo self no mo.”

Bitch finished shitting and put her hand in the bag. She picked up her mess and turned the bag inside out, trapping the contents inside. Twila pointed to the trashcan and Bitch discarded the bag. We walked back inside and Mama said, “Go clean up and come back here. Don’t be playin’ wif dat pussy either.”

We returned to the playroom and Candy was sitting up sucking her thumb. We sat back down and Bitch came walking in a minute later. Twila asked her, “You wants to cum, don’t ya?”

Bitch nodded and answered, “Yes, Mama, real bad.”

“Then get over on the couch next to Pussy,” Mama replied, “and sit back with yo legs open.”

Bitch did as instructed and Mama said, “Do you wants to be fucked?”

“Anything, Mama, just let me cum.”

“Then ask Pussy to fuck you,” Mama replied.”

Candy got a look on her face as if to say, “I may be only two, but I don’t have a dick to fuck with.”

Bitch turned to Candy and asked, “Miss Pussy, will you pleeeze fuck me?”

Candy didn’t know what to say so she just shrugged and said her usual “Uh huh.”

Twila grabbed the slippery and told Pussy to get on the floor between Bitch’s legs. She told Bitch to pull her legs up and spread herself open. She squirted some lube on Bitch’s pussy and told Candy to rub it in. She then told Pussy, “Play with her clitty just like you do with me.”

Pussy stuck her finger in Bitch’s crease and started diddling Bitch’s clit. Mama then said, “Now, Bitch, ask Pussy to fuck you and make you her bitch.”

Bitch panted out, “Pleeze, Miss Pussy, fuck me and make your bitch too.”

Twila pulled Candy’s hand away from Bitch’s pussy and started to coat her hand. I thought, How in the hell did ever she think of this!

Twila started to slowly insert Candy’s hand into Bitch’s pussy by twisting and moving Pussy’s hand. She soon had Candy’s hand up to the wrist inside Bitch’s stretched cunt. Bitch was moaning ‘Oh gawd!”

Twila started to fuck Bitch’s cunt with Candy’s hand until Pussy was forearm deep in Bitch’s cunt. After Mama had set an in-and-out rhythm, she let go of Candy’s hand. Candy’s no dummy and she learned quickly what to do. Candy started fist fucking Bitch and soon Bitch was screaming in ecstasy around Pussy’s hand. Twila told Pussy, “Keep fuckin’ her ‘til I say stop.”

Bitch just kept squirming and cumming on Candy arm as the two year-old continued thrusting her arm in and out of Bitch’s widely stretched hole. Twila told Candy to stop and Candy obeyed, slowly pulling her hand out of Bitch’s abused cunt. Twila told Bitch, “Now thank Miss Pussy for making you her bitch.”

“Oh, Miss Pussy, thank you so much for making me your bitch too. I love you!”

Candy thought she was the shit! She grinned and said…well, you know what she said, don’t you?

Mama told Bitch to take Candy to the bathroom and wash her and herself and return. A few minutes later, Bitch entered with Pussy on her hip. I interrupted and said, “Well it’s been a long, enjoyable evening, but it’s past you girls’ bedtime. Let’s go to bed.”

Twila added, “Bitch, you sleep with Pussy tonight. She usually wakes up in the night and gots to go pee. You drink it down then let her sucks yo titty to sleep. Pussy? If’n you wants ta fuck Bitch again, she yo’s for the night. Okay?”

Pussy smiled and nodded saying, Otay.” (Fooled you, didn’t I)

Bitch smiled and said, “Oh thank you, Mama!”

Mama and I just looked at each other and smiled.

With that we headed off to our respective rooms. Mama made it clear that she and I were bunking together. Lying in bed, I asked Twila, “Mama, where in the hell did you get the idea to use Pussy’s fist?”

Twila giggled and replied, “Well, Pussy don’t gots no dick like you and me and her hand is pretty small so I jus gots a nasty thought…”

“Ah, I get the picture.”

I lay there for a minute thinking about what she said and said out loud, “Boy, you is a nasty Mama.”

Twila slapped my chest and replied, “”I’s yo Mama ho ain’t I?”

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The next morning after Twila and I had finished our morning ritual, we headed for the kitchen. As we passed Pussy’s bedroom, we could hear, “Oh yes, Miss Pussy, fuck me! Fuck your nasty bitch! I love you! That’s it, harder! Harder please!”

I opened the door and there was bitch lying on the bed with her legs up in the air as Candy stood giggling next to the bed and fucked her arm into Bitch’s cunt. I turned to Twila and chuckled, “Seems like Pussy has learned she’s not the low girl on the totem pole.”

Mama grinned and replied, “She learnin’.”

When Pussy came down leading Bitch on the leash, both were grinning from ear to ear, I looked at Mama and we both burst out laughing. Candy came to the table and sat looking for some replenishment. Bitch knelt passively by her side. I smirked thinking, Fist fucking your slave is hard work for a two year-old!

After breakfast, I had Bitch clean the kitchen. Tom called and said he needed to speak to me about our social worker, but it had to be in person. I told him to come on over. I told everyone to get some clothes on, we were having company. Tom knew about the girls and me, but he didn’t know about Bitch and I sure wasn’t going to have him ogling my girls. Those little black beauties were for my eyes only.

Tom showed up about twenty minutes later and we went to the study as Bitch occupied the girls. He plopped a fat manila envelope on my desk and said, “It’s all there, Boss. Wait ‘til you see this. We’ve got this one sealed up tighter than a drum!”

I dumped the contents out and there were two CD’s along with some 8 x 10 prints. I picked up the photos and I just smiled. I was looking at our prim and proper, play-by-the-rules Ms. Summers fucking a small black girl of about ten, with a strap-on in the ass. The girl had her head and shoulders flat on the bed, her back arched and her ass up in the air impaled to the hilt. Silvia had her hands on the girl’s hips and had her back arched back, thrusting into the child.

I looked at Tom and said, “Looks like you’re gonna get your little black cunt after all, doesn’t it?

Tommy grinned and nodded saying, “And I’ve already got her picked out, Boss. She’s five and a little chubby, but that’s okay; she’s got the cutest little face on earth.”

Looking at the photos and shaking my head, I asked, “How in the hell did you get these?”

Tom smiled and answered, “When tailing her last week, she made the mistake of kissing the girl before getting out of the car. When she went to work, I did a B & E and set up a wide angle lense camera and mike in the bedroom. Those are video stills from the tape. The whole movie is on that CD marked ‘master copy’.”

Still shaking my head, I said, “Un-fucking believable!”

Tom asked, “By the way, who’s the white chick?”

“My new nanny.”

“Well, what about… you know.”

“She only works during the day,” I replied. “She’s for appearances.”

“Yeah,” he agreed nodding, “got to keep up appearances, right?”

I silently nodded, still staring at the photos. I found Ms. Summer’s business card and dialed the number and sat back grinning at Tom waiting for her to pick up.

“Hello, Ms. Summers? Yes, James Hayes calling. I was wondering if you could stop by this afternoon. There’s something I’d like to discuss with you. You can? That’s great! I’ll see you in about an hour. Thank you so much for fitting me into your tight schedule. Uh huh, Okay, I’ll see you in a bit. Goodbye.”

We smiled at each other. I reached over extending my hand and we shook hands as I said, “Well, Tom, it’s not that I don’t like your company, but you, my trusted friend, need to get going. We can’t have you here when she shows up.”

Tom smiled and nodded saying, “I understand completely, Boss. I work better behind the scenes anyway.”

I walked Tom to the door and he got in his car and left. I told the girls to strip down, but for Bitch to remain clothed. I told them that I was expecting the lady they’d met the day they came home with me and while we talked, the girls could go swimming. They got their towels and sunblock and went outside to play. Bitch would babysit and play lifeguard.

Like clockwork, my next blackmail victim rang the gate buzzer about forty-five minutes later. I cordially invited her in after she’d exited her car and after she’d entered, I told her the girls were out back with the new nanny swimming. She seemed pleased that I’d obtained some professional child care assistance and asked to see the girls. I said, “Sure, right this way.”

We went to the patio door and she looked out at the pool. Twila and Candy were standing by the pool, dripping wet and buck naked. Ms. Summers gasped and unconsciously pressed her hand to her groin. As she stared out at the girls, she kept subconsciously pressing her hand and asked, “Why are they naked? Don’t they have suits?”

“Well, you see,” I began as I touched her arm, “I have this little problem of getting them to keep their clothes on. Every time I turn around, they’re running around bare-assed naked.”

When I touched her arm she flinched and realized where her hand was. When she looked at me startled, I just smiled and raised an eyebrow. I motioned to the table with the manila envelope center stage and invited her to sit. I poured us both a glass of iced tea and sat.

She kept glancing towards the pool and then focused her attention on me and said, “I’m glad you called. There’s something I need to clear up. I’ve found out that your modeling agency was incorporated after we first spoke. You’re not a modeling executive, are you?”

I thought, Why lie now?

I slowly shook my head and admitted, “No Ma’am, I’m not.”

“You know,” she replied with a serious look, “I’m going to have to take the girls away from you, don’t you? You bought those girls and had their mother killed to cover your tracks, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Silvia, I did buy those girls and no, I had nothing at all to do with killing their mother. But…”

I let it hang for a moment, looked out at the girls and returned to look into her eyes and said, “I don’t think you want to go and do anything rash. What I think we should do is discuss our options.”

She cut me off saying, “What options? You don’t have any options.”

“Oh but Ms. Summers,” I rebutted, “I beg to differ with you. I have something here,” as I picked up the envelope and opened it, “that I think you’ll find of intense interest.”

I handed her the photos and when she saw the first one, she gasped, drew back dropping them in shock as her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. She slowly picked them back up and went through the pile slowly in disbelief. She looked at me and asked, “How’d you get these?”

“I have my ways,” I said smiling. “Money does have its advantages, doesn’t it?”

“What do you want?”

“What I want is… first, you issue a report closing my case — today! Then you tender your resignation effective immediately. Then I want you to go home, pack up that girl’s things and return with her here, by six O’ clock — with that report in hand. Who is the girl anyway, your foster child?”

“She’s my daughter.”

“She’s your adopted daughter?”

“No, she’s mine.”

“What’s her name?”

“Amanda, but she goes by Mandy.”

“How old is she?”

“She’s nine.”

“Well then. After you leave the office, go to her school and pull her out saying you’ve taken a new job and you’re moving out of state immediately. Her new school will contact them about her records.”

“What will happen to her?”

“What do you care? By the looks of those photos, she’s just your little fuck toy. Does she bleed? Has she had a period yet?”

“Yes, for two months now.”

“No matter. I think I’ll make her my little fuck toy. I may even breed her.”

Silvia covered her face with her hands and started sobbing. She sniffled a few times to compose herself and asked, “What’s going to happen to me?”

I looked her in the eye and said, “I haven’t decided yet.”

She slipped to the floor pleading, “Why can’t we just make a deal: I close your case and you keep the photos as collateral for my silence?”

“Silvia,” I answered, “I grew up in the projects and all my life people like you, people that had a position of power in the system always seemed to fuck people like me and we never even got kissed. You came in here acting all high and mighty and innocent, thinking you were going to fuck me in the ass without the grease for doing exactly what you’re doing to your daughter in those pictures. That’s a little hypocritical, wouldn’t you say?”

“I’m sorry. Please, let’s work something out. I’ll do anything, anything at all. If you want to fuck me, you can. If you want to beat me, you can. Just leave my baby alone.”

“Silvia,” I said as I leaned over on my knees to look down at her, “You said you wanted to make a deal, so, let’s negotiate. Give me your best offer.”

“I’ll get you any kind of girl you want. Would you like a small white girl? Maybe another black girl, what? Just tell me and I’ll get her for you. I suspect you’ve had Candy and she’s two. Would you like to fuck a one year old? Two days ago we took away a little one year-old Latina girl whose father has been fucking her. The child’s doctor discovered it when he was giving her a physical. You could abuse her with impunity because she’s no longer a virgin.”

“That’s interesting. Tell me more. I’m into black girls. What does she look like?”

“She’s dark, but more like a bronze. She’s got black curly hair about shoulder length and brown eyes.”

“Where is she now?”

“In a shelter; we haven’t had time to place her yet. I could have her here tomorrow afternoon along with the custody papers.”

“Your offer is very temping, Silvia, but somehow I don’t trust you. What can you offer as a guarantee that you won’t go to the cops? You could say that I deceived you into getting the child, then turn me in when you found out I was abusing her.”

“You have the photos and that CD! I wouldn’t do anything to risk losing my daughter and going to prison.”

I sat silent for a few moments pondering my options. I didn’t trust this bitch any farther than I could piss into a hurricane. I sighed and said, “How does your daughter feel about sex?”

“I’m gentle with her; she enjoys sex.”

“From the photos, I take it she’s not a virgin.”

“No. I took her maidenhead when she was eight.”

“Is she a lesbian like you?”

“Bisexual, I think. She’s starting to give me some trouble though because she wants to have sex with a boy and I forbid it.”

“Why? Are you afraid she’ll like a real dick better than her mama’s strap-on?

She hung her head and silently nodded then said, “Yes. She’s all I have and I love her. She’s my daughter, but she’s my lover too; that, and I’m afraid she’ll get pregnant because she’s too young to put on birth control without raising a red flag with her doctor.”

“Do you two do any of that crazy lesbian shit” Is she’s your slave?”

“No! I’d never hit her or hurt her! I love her, damn it!”

“Now, now,” I said with a smirk, “Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I just wanted all the facts. Tell me, Silvia, just how far will you go to stay out of jail and see your daughter?”

“Anything! I’ll do anything! If you want a black girl, I’ll get you one — any age you want, I can get one for you, I’ll prostitute myself and get pregnant by a black man. I’d do that for you, but please, just don’t let them take my baby away from me!”

Somehow, all my years of poverty and neglect had a face. I wanted someone to pay and now, I had that someone. I was going to degrade this bitch to the lowest common denominator and she’d either do it, or lose it all: including her daughter. I took a deep breath and said, “Okay Silvia, here’s my counter offer. It’s a take it or leave it proposition. Negotiations are over and this is my final offer.

“I’m going to take you up on your offer and take that one year-old girl. But to seal the deal and to lock in your silence forever, you’re also going to give me your daughter. She’ll become my plaything and the first thing I do after I take all of her holes is breed her. This time next year, she’ll be a mommy and you’ll be a grandmother. I’m not completely heartless though and I understand a woman has needs. You said you’d do anything: anything at all. Did you mean it?”

“Yes, anything; I’ll do anything to be near Mandy. Please, I’m begging you!”

“Alright then. You are going to move in with me and watch me fuck your daughter whenever I want, however I want and wherever I want. You’ll watch me fuck a baby in her belly then fill her swollen, pregnant belly with piss. You, on the other hand, will only be able to have her if she and when wants it and only when I give you permission.

“I’ll buy you a dog and you’ll become his bitch. Whenever he wants you, you fuck him. You’ll be a good bitch and suck him off too. That dog will become your lover and master. Well, those are my terms: take it or leave it, but that’s the way it’s going to be or else.”

Her eyes were as big as dinner plates and her jaw dropped as she gasped. She slumped to the floor sobbing, pleading with me, “Please, sir, not that — anything but that!”

“Silvia, look at me,” I said leaning over her. “That’s the way it is: take it or leave it. At least this way, you can be near your daughter, help her with the baby and if she so desires, still have sex with her. So tell me, what’s it going to be?”

She sobbed and silently nodded her head. She sniffled a few times and sat up. She wiped her eyes with her hands and said, “Alright, I’ll do it. Just tell me what I have to do next to appease you.”

I sat back in my chair and replied, “As I said, you will issue a report closing my case — today. You will pull Mandy out of school and tell them anything you like, just be back here tonight by seven with that report in hand and your daughter in tow. When you arrive here tonight, you’ll hand me the report and I’ll take possession of you and your daughter.

“When you bring the baby here tomorrow — with the custody papers, I’ll have your new master waiting. You will continue to work during the day and do whatever I tell you. You will keep me informed of any new ‘applicants’ to my harem. Do we understand each other?”

She nodded and replied, “Yes sir, I’ll do as you ask.”

I stared intently at her letting her know I meant business and said, “You’d better get your ass moving, the clock is ticking and you’d better not be late — or else!”

She gave a slight nod and answered, “I know, or you’ll send those photos to the police, right?”

“Maybe, maybe not. You know, there’s a lot of sick perverts out there snatching up little girls and killing them after they’ve fuck em. It’s a nasty world we live in, isn’t it Ms. Summers?”

As she stood, she said, “I’ll do everything you ask. Just don’t hurt my baby girl.”

I retorted, “Now why would I want to hurt the future mother of my child?”

I then escorted her to the door and watched her pull away. I opened the gate for her and she turned the corner towards town and went to take care of business.