Subject: Mother's Owner #3
From: Hawaiian Heat <hheat@accessus.net>
Date: Sun, 20 Oct 1996 22:16:44 -0500
Message-ID: <Pine.LNX.3.95.961020221620.11027C-100000@mtvernon1.accessus.net>
This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such,
don't
take offense. Just go on to the next posting.
If you're under age or immature forget the following.
If you're offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to
the next posting.
You've been warned!!!
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Mother's Owner # 3
by Paladin
rpaladin@ix.netcom.com
Olive hopped the damn camera melted. She could not imagine a worse
position to be pictured in. Nude between a girls legs with her face in the
girls pubs.
"Stick out your tongue O. Where are your manners. I give you something
soo good to lick and you just sit there. I... I won't have it.. Let me see
last
time it took one to the nips, and that means that this time it is two..
Unless...." Lonia related.
O's nipples screamed their silent protest. They could not take any
more.
O bent her head down. Unfurled her delicate pink organ and began to lick the
smelly crack before her. Anything was better than that lash to her throbbing
nips.
"O that is better. Now keep your tongue out for the video." Lonia said
with glee as she wrenched the woman's face up and to the vision of the camera
lens.
"Ain't that a pretty picture... Cunt Licker O. We'll title this scene.
Smile pretty O. Such a good slut..."
Olive looked up and reluctantly smiled at the video camera in her
daughters hands. (What choice did she have.) She kept her tongue out.
"Wiggle it for me O!! Better do a better job of wiggling it you old
whore." Vi demanded.
After an couple of minutes, that seemed like hours, of humiliation and
tongue waging, Olive was allowed to lower her head to Lonias crack. Vi closed
up the camera and opened the car door.
"I think that will make a real nice video for our marketing campaign
for
the bitch." Lonia speculated.
Vi got into the car and raced the motor. Lonia took her discarded jeans
and covered her lickers head with the rough blue cloth as the car weaved a
complicated pattern to the mall parking garages exit booth.
At toll booth, Olive heard the toll taker's banter with the girls.
Seems
the girls had to search for the validation from a store to cover the parking
fee. Olive prayed that he would not while they were stopped, notice her
presence in this degrading position. A tug to her ear let her know that Lonia
had not forgotten her. She went on flicked the stinky hole and hoped for some
relief.
After many minutes seeking the girls found the receipt and the car's
engine roared again to life. It squealed into a sharp right turn onto the
exit
ramp and out of the mall parking lot. O could sense the bright sun light
unhindered by the garage roof. They were on the road..
"That was not nice O. You deliberately stopped while you thought I was
busy. We'll see to that when we get you.... where we are going."
<Why did her vagina get soo wet, and why were their a thousand
butterflies in her stomach?? and where were they taking her. Home she hoped.>
Lonia pulled up the covering jeans from her head. Olive saw the light
of
day from her position on the car floor. Her hope of an end to this was again
dashed as Lonia demanded,
"Enough of this lolly gagging O. Lick my crack. You could earn some
more
licks for your uninspired performance. You should be happy to be doing your
initial cunumglius on a sweet pussy like mine. You could hurt my feelings.
YOU
DON'T WANT TO HURT MY FEELINGS... I could probably get you an old she goat to
practice on... The video 'd be killer.."
"Don't you dare slack off O. I think we are up to... well I'll think of
something to cure you of your attitude.' "Turn here and get on that one."
Lonia
directed Vi to the freeway access road that lead out of town as easily as she
did her captive tongue.
The car lurched and Olive felt like a sardine squashed between the
girls
legs. She was hunched over her tormentors sex hoping for an end to all this.
<What does the little bitch mean, 'cure my attitude'. Wait till I tell
her mo.... she knows about me.. I better try harder. She might really whip my
breasts again.>
"For christ sakes Vi. Slow down. You want a cop to stop us. Ma here
would
make an interesting diversion to a ticket but that only works once. It would
spoil all our fun. What I have mind.. well .. will be really.. killer." Lonia
requested.
"Shit you are just a back seat driver like she is. OK I'll drive slow
but
where the fuck is this... place.." Vi asked. "The end of the fucking earth?"
Vi
answered her accomplice.
After a bit Lonia ordered "Left here... Now left and there it is here
on
the right. Down the drive to the back. We don't want the police seeing us and
asking questions about our bitch here. Do we? Now park back here.. Good O !
you
are in your new home..."
Olive hoped that she would be taken to Lonia's house and after a while,
surely when the parents came home, set free. This was not Lonias house she
knew
now. She looked up and tried to make out where she was.
Lonia yanked her head up by her hair and proceeded to take her vision
by
the application of cotton pads over her eyes and put some duck tape over
them,
to hold them in place.
"Be a good bitch. You have some stripes coming. Don't make it more by
pissing me off." Lonia explained as she fixed the blindfold. "You did not
even
get me hot... Well I'll bet next time you do you best. I have just the think
for a reluctant cunt eater.."
Olive heard both car doors open. Then she felt the girls legs lift up
and
shift over her head. The seat in front of her groaned from the bony asses
removal from it. A tug on the chain at her throat and the command,
"Come on you old bitch. Let's get you all settled in your new home..."
Informed her that she was somewhere other than Lonia's parents home.
With
no little difficulty she was extracted from the car and lead, stiff legged,
across a grassy field. The sun on her uncovered body informed her she was
outside somewhere..
<God she was scared someone would see her and .... she was running like
a
facet between her labia... She had never been soo horny in her life....>
"Damn" Lonia said, "Here hold her leash while I go get my jeans. I left
the key back there."
"You better put them on too. You might scare the neighbors with all
this
pussy showing. That black bush of yours is soo thick." Vi said.
Olive felt the hand of her daughter playing over her unprotected body.
"Just think O!! I own this now... It is all mine." Vi informed her.
Then
the hand explored into the privates of the woman. "Why you horny bitch... You
really are a nympho or something else.."
A pair of feet returning informed Olive the other girl was back. She
could only stand there nude and blind.
The warmth of the sun on her now reddening skin left no doubt she was
outside somewhere. Trust up and enslaved to the girls.
"Vi please Vi... This has gone far enough... You have to let me go...
Violet I am your mother..." Olive tried to appeal to her punk offspring.
"Na you are just some bitch, lives with us, screws dad when he comes
home
and then goes sniffing around every dick in the hood." Vi retorted to her
mother, "I know.... I know cause that is me too... Only dad won't pork me...
and I think Mr. Williams is disgusting. He use to give me ice cream to look
down my dress. What a perv..."
Olive felt the wet hand on her left breast, and then Vi went on, "So
from
now on I call the tune and you dance to it. If that old fart Willians want a
piece of these", the hand moved down over her belly and cupped her mons, "or
to
ride this," a stab of a finger in her crack, " he is going to pay me. Just
think of it as my after school job. I'm going to pimp my own hot pants mother
ass and if the perv won't pay.. then their are lots of our friends who have
long hard dicks will fit here just fine. They come faster and they come back
quicker. Ya you'll make me a fortune."
Olive was horrified. She heard the approach of the other girl and knew
argument had been futile now.
<Why did her vagina get soo wet with the exploring hand of her
daughter??
The thought of all those young hard dicks.... She imagined a row of.... OH
GOD
Not now..>
"Not much further... Turn right here..." Lonia ordered after leading
them
a short distance. She purposely spun Olive in a circle to confuse her
orientation.
Then Olive heard a chain being drawn through something metal and the
creaking of a gate opening. She was directed through a dusty expanse. Then
after being again spun around again she was lead left and right and she lost
track of the twists and turns.
"What is this place anyway??" Vi asked Lonia.
"My last step ma wanted to raise pups. This is her puppy mill. She use
to
bread the bitches and let um come to term out here. Couldn't do this close to
any neighbors. Too much noise so she bought way out here." Lonia explained.
"Great for this kind of thing... ain't it."
"What's that thing there?" Vi asked
"I made it when I had that run in with Carol. After a little time with
me
and that, Carol became a my devoted servant. You saw her in school. Why she
was
well broken in in no time. Here help me get this bitch ready. Back her up to
here."
Olive was backed up to something metallic that contacted her legs just
under her ass cheeks. It was cold and round like a pipe.
Two pairs of hands forced her back over the pipe and then lowered her
till her legs were the high point of her body. Each ankle was secured to
something about three feet higher than her ass and a full 6 feet apart.
Olive was horrified and panaced.
"Please p... Please I what are you doing to me.... I... Please...."
she
complained and tried to persuade them to let her go.
With her hands cuffed behind it was no contest. She found her self
positioned like an inverted letter "Y". Then the blindfold was removed and
she
saw the world up side down. Their were a long row of metal cages set in
concrete walls. At the end of the row was a concrete fence.
She looked up the two pairs of legs and then piered past her pubic bone
to see her open crack and the two girls looking up inside her.
"Please let me down I... I'll be good... I promise I'll..."
"O I told you to shut the fuck up till I gave you permission to talk.
Then too you were slow to lick my twat... OK now you really piss me off so
I'll
just see.... Where did I put that shit..." Lonia informed the helpless
captive.
She looked into a couple of indentations in the wall and finally she found
the
little red bottle.
She shook it and piered into the dark interior of the glass. She went
over to a wall tap and added a small amount of water to the bottle. She again
shook it with the added liquid.
"Shit is dried out. Hope I didn't dilute it too much. I know it worked
like a charm on Carol when I bought it last winter or so." Lonia explained as
she advanced on poor Olives privates shaking the bottle vigorously.
"What is that shit?" Vi demanded.
Lonia showed it to her and Vi commenced to giggling.
"You are going to use..." Vi began but Loria covered her mouth so that
Olive did not make out what the 'shit' was.
Olive looked up pleadingly at the giggling girls but Lonia shook the
bottle and carefully dropped two droups of the liquid on Olives small pink
button.
Nothing happened for a second and Lonia started to direct the bottle
over
the target again.
Suddenly **FLAMES*** seemed to erupt on Olives poor little sex bud.
She thought she would lose her mind... she commenced to screaming and
attempting to get her hands to rub the affected area...
Lonia took Violet around the isle in the cages. Once they had left the
area of noise they began:
"Shit really gets to um. Don't it. Lets go look over your new stuff
while
she comes to term with it." Lonia decided.
"What in that shit... Here let me see the bottle... (HOT SAUCE was
still
readable after it's time outdoors.) That really all it is?" Vi exclaimed.
"From
the reaction you got, it couldn't have been better if we set fire to the
little
thing."
"Yep... I give her another ten or so minutes and she will be eating
pussy
with the best of um" Lonia explained. "Let's go see that new punk outfit you
bought."
The girls went to the car and looked over the new purchases. Then they
returned to the suffering older woman. She was totally out of it.
More to come..........