Chapter 3
                                     
The man pulled out of her mouth and threw her on the bed. “She’ll come to
in a minute, then it’ll be your turn.” He pulled up his sweat pants and
turned to the boy. “Did you learn anything?”

The boy nodded. “Take what you want, right?”

“Exactly.” He looked at the boy for a minute. “You don’t have a problem
with this do you? You’re really getting into this, and for real. You’re not
pretending?”

“I’ve always wanted to fuck her. I never thought it was wrong because she’d
hold me and fall asleep in my bed after I’d have a bad dream and I’d touch
her, you know, her tits, or her ass.” He paused and looked at the
unconscious woman. “She’d always wake up after a while and look at me so
sexy and ask if I was OK now. When I said yes, she’d say to go back to
sleep and that everything would be OK. I thought she knew. I thought she
liked what I’d been doing.”

The boy stared at the mother sprawled lewdly on the bed. Legs apart, tits
spilling over the side of her chest. “Last year, I had a really bad
nightmare. She came into bed with me and kissed my head and lay down with
me. There I was with my face in her chest. What did she think I’d do? How
stupid was she that she thought she could shove my face in her tits and me
not do anything? I touched them and started to unbutton her nightgown. She
had the nerve to as what I was doing! I put my hand in and her nipples were
so hard. They wanted me! She said no and started to pull away. I moved on
top of her and sucked her tits. Her tits were so big; her nipples were so
long and hard. She started yelling at me telling me to stop.”

The boy started to turn red and raise his voice. “The bitch asked for it!
She wanted me and she knew it! Dad came in and found me on top of her with
my hands and face in her nightgown. He blew up and beat the fuck out of me.
Called me all sorts of names. I told him about the times before. That I’d
touched her before and she denied it. Lied to my face, said it never
happened. The bitch sold me out!”

The boy stopped and looked at the man. He walked up to him and very calmly
said, “Do you do this kind of thing often?”

The man stared at the boy, then nodded.

“I’ll be your man. I’ll do the research, trap them, kill them, and collect
them. I’ll help you take them in their homes if you want. Anything you want
me to do, I’ll do. I just want one thing.” He paused. “Give me my mother. I
don’t care if anyone else fucks her; I just want her to know she belongs to
me. Her life belongs to me. Her entire fucking body belongs to me.” The
boy’s eyes were wide and serious. “I want her to know what it’s like to
want, to moan and need and be shut down. I want her to know what it’s like
to be beaten as bad as I was beaten for absolutely nothing. One more thing.
When you kill my father, let me watch. And make sure she watches too.” The
boy looked at the man and saw him smiling.

“I tell you what, little boy. I’ll consider your request. Let’s say we’ll
have a testing period. In the mean time, I don’t see any harm in telling
dear old Mom that she’s your property. As far as Dad is concerned, I don’t
know if I’ll be killing him. I may make a servant of him, but I will be
punishing him when we get home, and you can help with that as one of your
tests.”

“I’ll do anything. Just name it.” The boy said steadily.

“Well, for starters, let’s get Mom up and running so she can suck you like
she should have and then we can give her the good news.

The boy turned to go to the bed, but the man moved forward as quick as a
breath, grabbed the boy’s shoulder and spun him around until his nose was
touching the boy’s. He whispered,  “If you think you’re pulling a fast one,
I’ll set you up, do you understand? If you double cross me, I’ll take you
with me to a new family and make you fuck them all and then leave you
there. You’ll go to jail and they’ll treat you very badly there because
I’ll make sure there are a lot of kids at this family. I’ll even make you
fuck a baby just to be sure you’ll be treated extremely bad in jail.” He
paused. “Am I clear??”

The boy awkwardly knelt in front of the man and said, “Master, my life is
yours to do what you want with. Give me my mother and I am yours to my
death.”

The man smiled and shook his head. “I thought I had hang-ups. The woman is
yours Brandon and you are mine and all is right in the world.” He pounded
the boy on the back as he helped him get up. “Get a glass of water and
throw it in her face. That should wake her lazy ass up.”

The boy returned and threw the water into the Mom’s face; she woke with a
start and started crying. “Oh, shut Up Mom,” the boy said. “Your crying
always worked with Dad, but not me. Cry if you want, I’m still going to
fuck you.” He grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. Her eyes
bulged as he shoved down her throat. He held her ears while he twisted and
pumped her face. He smiled and closed his eyes as he rode her.
“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM” he moaned. “You are such a good whore.” As his breathing
got more rapid, he pumped faster and faster.

The man stood back and crossed his arms. He found something he liked in
this boy. He would be valuable as time went on. “OK Boy-O,” the man said as
he saw the boy speeding up. “Fuck or Suck, those are the choices. Which
will it be?”

The boy slowed and looked in the woman’s face with his cock still down her
throat. He looked into the scared eyes of his mother and smiled. “I’m going
to fuck her,” he breathed quietly. “She’s going to be my whore whether she
likes it or not.” The woman’s eyes went wild as she lunged backward and
then to the end of the bed. She jumped up and tried to shoot past the man
by the door. He almost casually reached out and grabbed her billowing hair
as she went by. She was jerked back and he swung her by the hair in an arc
back onto the bed. She screamed and cried as the man jumped on her, his
knees on her arms, sitting on her waist and grabbed her head. He shoved a
handful of sheet into her mouth to shut her up.

He looked to the boy who still sat there looking around confused as to what
had happened. “Well, little master, your whore just tried to escape. What
do you do?” the man said calmly.

The boy looked back and forth. “Teach me what you’d do.” The boy whispered.
“I don’t know what to do.”

The man smiled. “You’re going to be a good man someday Brandon.” He turned
to the woman. “Now, That was a first escape attempt. We really should make
this punishment something to remember.” He looked back to the boy. “Find me
two hoop earrings and a needle. We’re going to pierce Mommy.” The women
started to struggle and try to get away. The man hit her hard in the head
and she settled back with her eyes closed. Brandon left the room.

“Please, please, don’t hurt me,” she mumbled quietly through the sheet.
“Don’t hurt me or my family.” She sobbed.

“You should have fucked him when he wanted it. He would have lost interest
after a while. But you said no and so he started obsessing. That’s the way
it happens. Everything he does is because he wanted you and you could have
stopped if you’d just fucked him once or twice. It’s really all your own
fault.” The man explained matter of factly as he held her by her hair.

He uncovered her tits and began playing with her nipples. They were getting
hard and long. “Wow,” the man said, “Brandon was right you have great
nipples.” The woman cried and tried to turn away. The man’s grip on her
hair and nipples tightened until she turned back. “Are you going to be one
of those that fights at every turn?” the man growled pushing his face into
hers? She shook her head and he grabbed her around her jaw and dug his
fingers into her cheeks. “Bitch, I don’t care if Brandon wants you or not,
I will kill you. I’ll let 9 guys fuck you at once; I’ll cut you to ribbons
and laugh as you die. Do not fuck with me. I own you and don’t you ever
forget it.”

She nodded and closed her eyes. He continued to finger her nipples. Brandon
came into the room with the supplies. “I had to get the earrings my sister
was wearing and I couldn’t find the sewing box. I found some small paneling
nails though. Will they work?”

The man laughed. “Perfectly my boy. Now come here and suck on Mommy’s
nipples. The boy jumped on the bed and dove for her breasts. He sucked
contentedly and hard. The woman moaned as she lay there. She didn’t
struggle or move for fear of the man. “OK, now get one as hard and long as
you think it can get.” Brandon sucked and pulled. The woman tightened her
face in pain but said nothing.

He stopped and said, “I think that’s as good as it gets. It swelled up real
nice, isn’t it?”

“Very nice boy, now take the nail and push it through the nipple sideways.”

The boy smiled and looked at the woman. “Mom, I want your eyes open.” He
paused and the woman did not look. The boy looked at the man who nodded and
then he punched her in the stomach. Her eyes flew open angrily and she went
to sit up. He slapped her in the face and yelled, “I told you to do
something and you’re gonna do it!” She looked from the boy to the man and
nodded refusing to speak. Brandon looked down at her chest and her nipples
were flat once again. He leaned over and bit and sucked hard. She moaned
and cried but having a mind of their own they rose and became hard and
erect once more. “How do I stick it through without sticking myself?” he
asked the man.

“Take a wad of blanket, or a shirt or something and put it on one side and
the push through the other side.” The boy grabbed the sheet and made a
small ball of it and held it against the nipple and shoved the nail
through. The woman screamed but the nail went through. Blood spurt onto the
sheet and her nipple went flat.

“Now take the nail out and put the earring in.” the man coached. The boy
took the nail and put it on the bedside table and picked up the earring. He
stabbed it through and wiggled it in place.

“Very pretty Mom,” the boy said. “One more to go then I get to fuck you. He
grabbed the nail as he began to suck and preceded the same as the first one
did. The boy took the earrings in his hands and twisted and pulled. The
mother moaned and cried but did not try to run. Once in place he smiled and
looked at the man. “Looks nice, doesn’t it.” He smiled at his mother and
pulled at the earrings. Her breasts pulled and jiggled as the boy twisted
and turned.

He slammed her head back, spread her legs, and pulled out his dick and
shoved violently into her. She screamed as he moaned. He put his hands
around her throat and put his face right up to hers. “I will let him kill
you. I will do it myself. You’re ass belongs to me. That is the last sound
you ever make while I fuck you. If you ever scream again, I’ll ask him how
to shut you voice up for good. Do you understand?”

The woman nodded and looked deep into the boy’s eyes. She realized in that
moment he’d do exactly as he said. He slammed harder and faster as the man
looked on. The women just lay there as the boy slammed and pumped. He sped
up, sweating and grunting finally yelling in triumph as he filled her with
load after load of cum.

He fell on his mother and held her almost gently for a moment. “I can’t
believe I did it.” He said, and then looked at the man. “I don’t know how
to thank you.” He got up and wiped his cock on the edge of the sheet. “What
do we do now?” He asked.

“Dress the woman and get her ready to transport. I have to go get everyone
else ready. If you want anything special in her wardrobe, panties, bras,
lacy things, be sure to pack it. The cells back home are cold so bring warm
things too. Are all the suitcases already in the RV?” The man said, again
getting down to business.

“Yes,” the boy replied. “Dad always gets everything ready the night before
so all we have to do is leave in the morning. Everything is already down
there.” He

“Good, are there any phones in this room?”

“Over there.”

“Go pull out the cord from the wall.” The boy went to the bedside again and
yanked to cord from the wall and showed the man. “Now put the end back so
it doesn’t look suspicious. Get her dressed got it?”

“Yes. I’ll be done in 10 minutes.”

“Make it 5 and we’ll get going.”

The man left the parent’s bedroom relatively confident of the boy’s
intentions. He knew what it was like to want to fuck your own mother. It
took a special kind of man to admit the need to be sucked and fucked by
that one woman. He smiled thinking about his own mother. How many times
he’d fucked her, sucked her till she came and then fucked her again. What a
wonderful woman she was and how he missed her. It was such a tragedy when
he had to kill her. What a waste.

He entered Sandy’s room and went to the bed. He knelt down as she looked at
him. “Sweet heart, we’re going on vacation now. We’re going to all have so
much fun!!” The girl watched him as he went to her drawers searching for
something. He came back with a little halter-top that was too small for her
and a pair of very small stretch shorts. “First we’re going to get you
dressed and your going to look like such a sexy baby when we’re done. Then
we’ll go down to the RV, OK?” He paused and then leaned in and whispered,
“I need to tell you one very important thing, though. If you try to run, or
yell, or fight, I will have to kill your poor Daddy, OK?” The girl’s eyes
got big and she started to cry. “It will be all your fault if I have to
kill him and you’ll have to watch me do it. So, you’ll be good girl, wont
you?” The girl nodded her head quickly still crying. “I’m going to let you
loose now and you’re going to get dressed right away with no problems,
right?” Again the girl nodded.

The man untied her and she slowly got up. The man sat back as he pointed to
the clothes in his lap. “Now, get dressed, sweetie. Face me while you do
it.” She slowly pulled her nightgown over her head and looked at the man
holding it in front of her. She reached for the shorts and as soon as she
had them the man pulled away the gown. She stood before him naked and cold.
Tears streaming down her cheeks. “You are beautiful,” he whispered, “So
pretty. Now put on the clothes or we’re never going to get out of here.”
She hurriedly pulled on the shorts and held the top to her chest and turned
around.

“You have to tie it,” she whispered to the man. He reached for the straps
and slowly tied them, fingers trailing her skin long after the work was
done.

“You’re so pretty and we’re going to have so much fun together, but it will
have to be later. Right now we need to get into the RV and go on our
vacation. If you’re very good, I wont hurt Mommy, or Daddy or anyone. If
you are a bad girl, though,” he said clicking his tongue and shaking his
head back and forth slowly, “I’ll have to hurt them and it will be all your
fault. Do you understand?”

The little girl cried and begged, “Please don’t hurt them, please!” She was
getting loud and hysterical, “Don’t hurt my Daddy and Mommy! Please! Please
don’t hurt them. Please don’t hurt them. ”

“Shut Up!” the man yelled in her face. He picked her up by her hair and
threw her on the bed. She screamed as she flew through the air and lay
sobbing afterwards. The man heard the mother yell in the back room and then
a sound slap. After that there was silence from the other room. “Enough!
Brandon!” he yelled into the other room, “Get her ready, we’re leaving
now.”
                                     
He grabbed the little girl by the arm, went into the other room untied and
threw Tina over his shoulder and checked in the master bedroom. The mother
was wearing a red lace teddy and was getting into spike heels and a dress.
The man snapped. “Good choice Brandon. Did you pack her other things?” the
boy nodded. “Get ready for a ride Mommy!! You are the boy’s property now.
He can do whatever he wants to you whenever he wants. He can fuck you, suck
you, and make you fuck and suck other people, or kill you. Whatever he
chooses. I suggest you be really nice. I can show him a lot of things to do
to a woman that wont kill her.” The woman looked from the man to the boy
and went white.

“Hey, Brandon, I think she likes the idea!” the man chuckled darkly. “Why
don’t you give her a big wet kiss?”

“The boy grabbed the woman by the back of the head and shoved his tongue
into her mouth. The kiss was ferocious and the man saw blood on her lips
when it was over. “Yours or hers?” the man asked nodding to the blood.

The boy smiled the biggest smile he could and said, “Hers, of course!”