(M/F/f rape, anal) She was never quite sure where he came from, only that when she woke out, he was standing over her, the knife point on her throat. "Who else is in the house?", he asked. She swallowed quickly, her mind racing. "My daughter, that's all". "Let's go." He picked her up by the back of her hair, the knife point digging into her throat. She led him down the hallway into her daughter's room. They stopped at the side of the bed, the image of her peacefully sleeping daughter burning in her head. "Get her, let's go", he said calmly. "Stacey, honey", she said quietly, shaking her arm, "Wake up. Come on." Stacey groggily looked up, and sat up on the side of the bed. "Come on, please come with me." The strange man close to her mother confused her, but she complied, still half asleep. He marched them back down the hall, back into the mother's room, and led them to the bed, and sat them down next to each other. "You can do anything you want to me, just please don't hurt her", pleaded the mother. The man smiled coyly. "What's your name?", he asked. "Mary." "Well, Mary, you need to understand something. I AM going to do anything I want to you, and I AM going to do anything I want to your daughter. Whether or not you or your daughter get hurt only depends upon your behavior. If you resist, scream, or fight, I will hurt your daughter. And if she resists, screams, or fights, I will hurt you." He stood back over them, calmly surveying the scene. "Do you understand, Mary?" She quietly answered, "Yes." "Stacey?", he asked. "Yes", said the twelve-year old quietly, "Get your clothes off, both of you." They complied, quickly stripping off their bedclothes. He pick up Mary's night shirt, and cut strips using the knife. "Both of you, lie down on the bed and spread your legs." For the first time in years, Mary was suddenly angry with her ex- husband. No, she didn't miss the louse, but the thought of him peacefully asleep in the bed of his new wife - the tramp he left her for - made her miss him desperately. Where was he to protect her and their daughter? She laid back on the king-sized bed that was once her marital bed and gritted her teeth. The man tied her wrists to her knees, looping the strips so that the strips wouldn't move. He tied the left wrist to the left knee, and the right wrist to the right knee. The effect was that she was opened with her legs spread, and nowhere to go. He took a ball of the nightshirt, stuffed it in her mouth, and tied another strip around her head, securing it in place. He turned to Stacey next, and secured her in the same way, the only difference being the last strip was used to blindfold her. "She doesn't need to watch what happens to her mom. But you need to watch what happens to her", the man leered. Mary had a fleeting notion that she was thankful for the gags - at least that was once place he might not violate. Mary watched as the man positioned her daughter in the bed, his face between her spread legs. Stacey gasped as she felt the man's tongue stroke her cunt, teasing the lips and clit. Mary watched desperately as her daughter began to cry, understanding what was happening to her. He concentrated on Stacey's clit, slowly inserting a finger into her. He gently stroked, feeling his finger contact her hymen. His tongue played around and around her clit. Once he felt Stacey began to develop a rhythm, he jammed his finger up into her. He heard her gasp and whimper as her hymen broke. He continued to massage her clit with his tongue, circling the sensitive area, slowly stroking his finger into her. Mary watched the man, realizing with horror that the man intended to make her poor daughter cum. Tears streamed down Stacey's face, her body betraying her as she began to writhe under the man's manipulations. Around and around his tongue went, his fingers stroking deeper and deeper into the her cunt until she finally buckled and jerked, her legs straining against the restraints, moaning into the gag. Finally, the man lifted his head from Stacey's twitching crotch and smiled at Mary. He stood up, undid his belt, and dropped his trousers. While not very large, he was very hard, and quite eager to have his way. He guided the head of his cock into Stacey, and slowly began to push. The twelve-year old began to scream into her gag as the man raped her, stroking her back and forth. Mary watched her daughter being fucked, the restraints allowing the man to fuck her fully. Finally, the man began to moan lowly, pumping Stacey until he came. He came hard inside of her, his cock pushed in as far as it would go, the poor girl being raped as soundly as possible. He stopped to catch his breath, and extracted himself from the girl..."Wow", he said to Mary, "That was great, was she a virgin?" Mary nodded, her gag suppressing her crying, her body racked with sobs. "You're next", said the man. He laid Mary on her back, her legs in the air from the restraints, and found her cunt with his tongue. He had this strange sense of chivalry - he would rape, but his victims would orgasim. He moved his tongue around and around he clit, and began to slowly probe her cunt with his fingers. Mary tried to suppress the feelings inside of her. She tried to remember that her daughter had just been raped, but she couldn't stop the probing of the tongue on her clit, the probing of her cunt, and she unwillingly began to rock back and forth, pressing her groin into the man's face. Her ex-husband had never made her feel this way - the selfish bastard usually fucked her until he fell asleep. Her orgasims were usually masturbation after he fell asleep. His fingers probed her cunt, slowly stroking in rhythm with his tongue. Mary pressed herself into his face, his tongue and fingers playing her like an instrument. Suddenly, he dropped his tongue, licking her asshole, his ring finger finding the target. She moaned, tried to say "No!", as the gag prevented any sound. He pushed his ring finger into her ass, the other two fingers occupied with her cunt, and his tongue intensified the movement around her clit. She found herself grinding into his face, his fingers stroking her fully as she reached orgasim, She pressed against his fingers buried in her cunt and asshole, buckling and twisting as his tongue found its mark on her clit, licking her until she thought she would pass out. "Turn over", the man said. Mary breathed heavily into her gag, her orgasim still welling up inside of her. She tried to turn over, the restraints preventing her from getting up on her knees. He flipped her over, the restraints allowing ample access to her cunt and ass on her knees. Mary felt her head forced into the bed, her ass high in the air. The man moved behind her, and she soon felt his cock upon her pussy. He thrust in, and fucked her for several minutes. Other than the fact she was being raped, Mary hadn't been fucked like this since before her divorce. The man began to pump Mary hard, the sound of the slapping of his body against her ass punctuating the darkness. Mary groaned, and heard Stacey softly crying. Suddenly, the man stopped, and withdrew from Mary's cunt. Face down, ass high in the air, Mary could only hope he was done. He wasn't. Mary felt the man probe her asshole, his spit lubricating her sphincter. He fingered her, her sphincter muscle involuntarily contracting as he probed. He stopped his fingering, and soon she felt the head of his cock press up against her anus. "No,", she mumbled into gag, his cock invading her anal cavity. She had one boyfriend in college that had insisted on anal sex - since then, no one had taken her this way. He slowly thrusted into her ass, pulling back when her sphincter completely contracted, and shoved forward harder. The sound of the man fucking her mother's ass caused Stacey to cry harder - Mary grunted on each stroke, accompanied by the sound of his balls slapping her cunt as he plunged back and forth into her ass. Finally, with a deep plunge and a groan, she felt his hardness break and he came deep inside of her. Mary sobbed quietly into her gag as the man pulled out of her with a "thwack" "Ladies, it's been a pleasure, but now it's time to go. You will feel a prick in you arms as I give you a small shot, and you will wake up in 8 to 10 hours. I will be long gone. Goodnight!"