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Story title : Gloryhole Rape

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Gloryhole Rape (M+/Ff-mother/daughter, anal, oral, nc) 
Author: Dakkar (dakkar107@aol.com) 

***

Disclaimer: This story is chock full of non-consensual 
sex, hard core sexual references, and other things that 
people under 17 just shouldn't read. If these topics 
offend you, don't go any further.

All comments are appreciated...

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Zack looked at the other four men around the table, 
sipping his beer. "I swear, if I EVER get that bitch 
alone again," he said, "I'm gonna show her what happens 
to a cock-tease!"

"Fuck her," said Steve. "Fuck her AND her bitch mother. 
I hear that her husband left her way back when 'cause 
she'd only ever let him fuck her so that she could have 
a little bitch daughter all her own."

"Sounds right," said Dan. "Man, right on second base, 
and mom walks in on us... and Terry and her bitch 
mother are all smiling and laughing, and me with a 
hard-on that would break boards, man..."

Five men, all with the same story. A teasing little 
teenager, bringing them back home, getting them all hot 
and bothered, and then laughing as her mother came in, 
and threw them out, hard and wanting.

"Tell you something," said Brad, as he sipped his fifth 
beer, "we should do something about it."

They looked at each other, and started to smile. A plan 
started to form, and over the next few days, as the 
beer dissipated, the plan remained, and grew. Terry 
Smith and her bitch mother, Marian, were going to have 
a really bad day, really soon.

After a couple of weeks of preparation, the five 
conspirators were ready. Three of them put on ski masks 
and dark clothes, and waited at the Smith house. It was 
a nice, big place, purchased with the money Marion got 
from the divorce settlement. They'd watched it for over 
a week, getting the schedule down. Marion would come 
home from her office in the middle of the day, working 
very close. This time, when she pulled into her garage, 
however, three men ducked in behind her car as the 
garage door closed. They stayed low, so she couldn't 
see them... until it was too late. As she stepped out 
of the car, Steve stepped up, and before she could 
scream, he hit her in the stomach with the stun gun.

She collapsed to the hard concrete floor, body 
trembling from the pain, and the three men went to 
work. Taking her keys, they opened up her trunk, bound 
her wrists and ankles with rope, stuffed a rag into her 
mouth, and taped it in place with duct tape. Then they 
threw her in the trunk, and slammed it.

Half an hour later, after having themselves a nice 
lunch out of her refrigerator, Steve drove her car to 
the adult bookstore on the outskirts of town where 
they'd been making their preparations. One down, one to 
go!

Brad and Dan waited in the house. Terry would come home 
after school in the little red convertible her dad's 
money had bought her, park on the street, and come in 
the front door. Every day, like clockwork. Today was no 
exception, except that when she went to the kitchen, 
Brad and Dan were waiting in the pantry. She barely had 
time to yelp before she, too, was hit with the stun 
gun. Brad bound the chesty teenager while Dan went and 
got their car. They put her in the trunk, bound and 
gagged, in the garage, and then they carefully and 
casually drove to the bookstore. Fun time had arrived!

The doors of the adult bookstore were closed for a 
while, and the "Open" sign turned off. Marian, fully 
recovered by the time they took her out of the trunk, 
was kicking and screaming as she was brought in the 
back door, through the supply room, and into one of the 
video booths. Zack and Dan carried her in, laughing the 
whole time. No more ski masks. It wasn't going to 
matter if she recognized them.

In fact, it was great that she did.

Once in the booth, they forced her to the seat, and 
held the stun gun to her chest.

"Now stay the hell quiet," said Zack. He turned on the 
video screen, which wasn't showing the usual assortment 
of porn. What it showed was an overhead view into two 
booths, side by side, from a hidden camera in the 
ceiling. "If you make a sound, I swear to god I'll fry 
you with this thing."

Marian, remembering the pain of the stun gun, sat 
still, fuming. She watched the screen, looking around, 
occasionally, for her chance to escape.

On the screen, she saw three men bringing Terry into 
one of the booths! She started to protest through her 
gag, but Zack just prodded her in the tit with the 
prongs of the stun gun, and she quieted down, eyes 
wide. What were they going to do?

Terry struggled against her bonds, and the three men 
that held her, to no avail. She'd been tied very well. 
Brad and Steve held her down on her back on the bench 
in the booth, as Carl pulled a long knife, and started 
to cut away her clothes.

Marian's pleadings started again. Zack let them go on 
for a minute, kind of enjoying them, before he grabbed 
the front of Marian's blouse, ripped it open, and hit 
her on the bare flesh of her left tit, above her bra, 
with the stun gun. She doubled over, her scream cut off 
by the gag and the horrible tightness of her shocked 
muscles. When she was able to unbend again, Terry was 
naked and bound, her big tits jiggling as she struggled 
against the three attackers in her booth.

"It's time your daughter found out what happens to 
chicks to cock-tease all the time," said Zack. "And you 
too, for that matter."

They pulled the gag out of Terry's mouth, and she tried 
to bite Carl's hand as he did.

"You BASTARDS... let me GO... I SWEAR, I'll KILL 
YOU..." she was screaming, all anger and rage. Marian 
sat up proudly, her daughter wouldn't give in to these 
thugs!

Then, Steve grabbed Terry's head tightly, and dug his 
thumbs into the joint of her jaw, forcing her mouth 
wide open with the pressure and the pain. Brad forced a 
ring-gag into her mouth, behind her teeth, and strapped 
it cruelly tight to her head. Terry continued to 
scream, but with her mouth forced open, the words 
weren't making much sense any more.

Then, as Marian looked on, horrified, they forced Terry 
to her knees, and pressed her face against one wall of 
the booth. Looking more closely, she could see a hole 
in the wall of the booth, against which Terry's 
helplessly open mouth was forced. As Brad and Steve 
held her there, Carl strung rope through eye-rings on 
either side of the glory hole, and tied Terry's head 
tightly in place.

"That's a glory-hole," said Zack, as Marian's eyes 
filled with tears. "Know what one of those is for? I'll 
bet your high-falutin' lifestyle doesn't include stuff 
like that. Men take their pleasure through that hole, 
not that you'd know anything about men's pleasure. But 
you will, bitch. You and your daughter will."

Marian shook her head, clearing the tears out of her 
eyes, as she watched the three men in Terry's booth 
bind her even more tightly; wrists behind her back, 
ankles bound together, then ankles and wrists bound 
together. She was forced to kneel at the glory hole, 
unable to move her wide-open mouth even a centimeter 
away from it. Then, the three men left the booth. 
Marian feared they would go into the adjacent booth and 
take advantage of her daughter, but instead, she saw 
them coming into her own booth, less than a minute 
later.

"Here's the deal, mom," said Brad, as he stood in front 
of her. "Your daughter's going to learn a lot about 
pleasing a man, today. We don't care if you learn shit, 
but you need to be taught a lesson, don't you?" He 
reached down and ripped open her blouse the rest of the 
way, and dug her big fat tits out of her expensive lace 
bra. Marion started to struggle, but Zack put the tip 
of the stun gun directly against her nipple.

"You make a sound, a single fucking sound," he said, 
"and I'll go stuff this stun-gun up your daughter's 
cunt, and tape the trigger down. Got me?"

Marion, horrified, nodded. She sat there, passively, as 
the five men pulled and tore her clothes off, stripping 
her completely naked, ruining her thousand dollar 
outfit. She kept her eyes on the stun gun, and on the 
screen where Terry knelt, helpless, moaning and 
squirming. Brad unbound Marion's feet, and her back was 
forced to one wall of the booth. Zack and Carl pulled 
her ankles wide apart, as Brad held her shoulders 
against the wall. She felt the wood of the wall behind 
her, and an opening, which her ass was pressing 
against. She looked at Brad, eyes wide and pleading, 
shaking her head, but Brad only smiled.

Her widespread ankles were tied to eye-rings set in the 
wall, and they forced her to bend over. Her wrists were 
tightly bound behind her back, and then the bent her 
over further. As Brad held her down with a hand on the 
back of her neck, Dan knelt by her, reached around, and 
spread her ass-cheeks. She could feel cool air on her 
exposed anus, and started to struggle. They only held 
her more tightly, as Dan ran rope through the eye-rings 
on either side of this glory hole, and around her waist 
and thighs, forcing her ass-hole tightly to the glory 
hole. Then, Carl got under her bent-over form, and 
began to wrap coils of rope around her dangling melons, 
binding them tightly at the base, making them swell 
under her. The ends of the ropes were brought down to 
the floor, and secured tightly in an eye-ring in the 
floor.

Then they grabbed her long hair, pulled her head far 
back, and tied her hair to one more eye-ring in the 
wall with one more length of rope. Her face was only a 
foot away from the video screen where Terry waited 
pensively, mouth to the wall.

Zack stroked Marian's naked body with the prongs of the 
stun gun, then Brad pulled the tape off of her mouth, 
and pulled out the rag.

"Please," said Marian, the agony in her bound breasts 
dulling her thinking, "don't do this... please, you can 
do whatever you want with me, but not Terry... PLEASE!"

"Shouldn't have helped her tease all those cocks," said 
Carl, as he tweaked Marian's nipple. Marian shuddered, 
but didn't scream. She knew, if she screamed, she'd 
feel the stun gun again.

"It was all my idea... please, not her... she's all 
I've got, please don't do this to my little girl!"

The men looked back and forth to one another. "So," 
asked Zack. "Is Terry still a virgin?"

"She... oh, god, don't," said Marian, shock setting in.

Brad slapped her, lightly, knelt down to face her. "Is 
Terry a virgin?" he asked again. Zack reached under her 
with the stun gun, and pressed the prongs to Marian's 
swollen nipples.

"Y-yes!" said Marian. "You... you can't take that from 
her, not like this... please... she's never even 
touched a man's penis before!"

"Well, she's gonna do a hell of a lot more than touch 
one, today," said Brad. He pulled out a good-sized cock 
gag, and held it in front of Marian. "Open up, or we'll 
shock your tits."

Marian, crying almost uncontrollably, opened her mouth, 
and Brad forced the six-inch cock gag into her mouth, 
nearly choking her, the head of it resting just at the 
entrance of her throat. As he strapped it into place, 
she realized that if she relaxed, she wouldn't gag on 
it. Tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes; she'd 
never sucked a cock before, not even a rubber one, and 
having this thing in her mouth, here, in front of these 
men she and her daughter had humiliated, was more than 
she could bear!

"Show time," said Zack. Brad, Carl, Dan, and Steve left 
the booth, and Zack knelt down next to Marian.

"You see, we've been setting this up for a while," he 
said. "Now, we're going to open the book store back up, 
and let all the regular customers come in. We've been 
telling them there would be a special surprise for 
them, tonight. We even put ads on the Internet, so a 
hell of a lot of horny guys are going to come in, 
looking for some satisfaction."

Marian's eyes widened once more, and she started to gag 
on her protests as she shook her head. Zack kissed her 
on the cheek, chuckling.

"At some point tonight, me and all my friends are gonna 
take our turns, too. But I doubt you'll be able to tell 
when it's us."

He left her in the booth, alone, eyes locked on the 
screen, watching her daughter, who had no warning about 
what was about to happen.

As Marian watched, tears dripping down her cheeks, she 
heard the sounds of people coming into the store. She 
pulled at the bonds on her wrists and ankles, pulled up 
against the ropes on her tightly bound breasts, but 
there was no escaping. She watched Terry, saw her 
pulling at her own bonds, hoping against hope that she 
could get a hand free. She could hear Terry's moans 
across the store, and silently begged her to stop, to 
not draw any attention to herself. Marian would have 
tried to moan herself, to attract attention away from 
her precious daughter, but the cock-gag in her mouth 
denied her the opportunity.

As she watched her daughter struggle, she saw a man 
enter the booth next to Terry. Marion's throat 
constricted at the cock-gag, as she tried to yell, to 
scream, to beg, to plead. The man bent down, and looked 
into the hole, smiled, and stood up. As Marion watched, 
helplessly, the man opened up his pants, pulled out a 
five-inch cock, and stuck it through the hole in the 
thin veneer wall. Terry was caught completely by 
surprise, and squealed loudly around it. The man 
grabbed a pair of handles that had been conveniently 
provided in that booth, and started to shove his cock 
in and out of Terry's helpless mouth.

"Suck it, bitch!" he said. There was no sound from the 
video, but Marian could hear the words from the nearby 
booth. "Fucking whore, suck it!"

Marian wanted to close her eyes, but she found she 
couldn't. Maybe Terry would get away, maybe she could 
break free, but there she was, being brutally mouth-
raped by this complete stranger. Terry's slim body 
writhed and squirmed, her ass swaying back and forth, 
as the cock slipped in and out, faster and faster. 
Marian's throat constricted in sympathy as she heard 
Terry gag on the cock, again and again.	

The man's hips drove the cock brutally into Terry's 
mouth, until his body tensed up, and he moaned loudly. 
Marian almost threw up, realizing that the brute was 
cumming in her precious daughter's helpless mouth. The 
man pulled his softening cock out of Terry's mouth, and 
tucked it away, as Terry gasped and coughed through the 
ring-gag.

Marian blinked the tears away as the man left the 
booth, and was immediately replaced by another. She 
recognized Zack, and she said silent prayers as Zack 
smiled up at the camera, and flipped her the finger. 
Then he unzipped, pulled out a considerably larger cock 
than the last man's, and shoved it deep down Terry's 
helpless throat.

Marian was so intent on watching the video monitor that 
she didn't hear the sounds from the booth next to hers. 
She just felt something hot and slippery at her 
helplessly exposed anus. She tensed every muscle in her 
body, straining against the ropes on her, as the 
stranger behind her started to shove his hard cock into 
her, HARD. She gasped through her nose as the head of 
it popped into her virgin shit-chute, and screamed a 
muffled, choking scream around the cock-gag. She closed 
her eyes, the sounds of Terry gagging on Zack's huge 
cock filling her ears, and soon, the grunts and groans 
of the man behind her, as he slowly forced more of his 
big cock up her ass.

Marian's body trembled as the cock slowly forced it's 
way in, her asshole squeezing down on it hot and tight. 
She tensed her every muscle, trying to expel the raping 
intruder, but that only seemed to excite the man inside 
of her. After what seemed like forever, she felt her 
ass-cheeks tickled by pubic hair, and the man's cock 
was entirely inside her. The burning agony of the anal 
rape tore through her body, and her spastic, gagging 
moans were totally insufficient, but the only noise she 
could squeeze out.

She opened her eyes again as the man left his cock 
there, feeling her heat and tightness. On the video 
screen, Zack was holding onto the handles, and force-
fucking Terry's helpless throat hard and fast, looking 
up into the camera as he did. He was smiling, an evil 
smile, that seemed to say "you're next, bitch." 

Then the man in Marian's ass started to fuck his big 
cock in and out, tearing her open. Even as tightly 
bound as it was, her body jerked back against the wall, 
time and again, as the big cock dragged out of her 
rectum. Her big tits were yanked mercilessly as the 
cock pounded her violated hole, bringing even more 
pain.

She heard Zack's moans as he came in Terry's mouth, and 
watched as he very deliberately pulled his cock mostly 
out of her mouth, and jacked the last few drops onto 
her tongue, forcing her to taste his cum. With a 
satisfied smile on his face, Zack zipped up his pants, 
and left the booth; to be immediately replaced by 
another stranger.

The cock in Marian's ass pumped into her harder, and 
faster. Tears of pain and humiliation spilled to the 
floor, as her butt was used brutally. The man would 
pump hard, then slow down, pump hard, and then slow 
down. He was deliberately taking his time, making the 
horrible anal rape last, and last. Marian lost track of 
the number of times the cock was rammed into her 
helpless chute. She felt him drive in deep, hard, and 
then an odd warmth filled her ass. With disgust, she 
realized that the man had cum up her ass. Her eyes 
widened once more as the man's cock was slowly 
withdrawn, her tight anal rippling milking out every 
drop from the rapist. She felt his cum! They weren't 
wearing condoms, or anything! Even the men raping 
Terry's mouth weren't using rubbers!

She closed her eyes, body wracked with sobs, as the 
implications of multiple unprotected rapes lashed her 
mind. She heard the door to the booth behind her open, 
and close, and wasn't that surprised when another 
cockhead was buttoned into her helpless, torn asshole. 
The pain wracked her again, causing her to jerk hard 
against her bonds, helpless, in agony.

She lost count of the number of men that used her and 
Terry, somewhere around ten or fifteen. She knew there 
were a lot more than that. The constant pain, the 
terror, and the humiliation took their toll; she passed 
out after an hour of the torment, which didn't stop the 
delighted bookstore patrons.

She woke up, muscles aching, scalp burning with the 
constant pull on her hair, breasts numb. She was still 
tied in the same place, and the same position, but the 
rapes seemed to have stopped, at least for the moment. 
She looked at the screen, and to her terror, Terry was 
no longer there! Marian tried to scream for her, but 
the cock-gag prevented any but the most pitiful 
mewlings out of her mouth.

Then, there was another pressure at her anus, but this 
one was different. Where the many cockheads that had 
pressed there were hard and soft at the same time, this 
one was only hard, ungiving. And it was HUGE! Her 
asshole, brutalized as it was, could offer no 
resistance as the vast intruder forced it's way inside 
her.

Again, the gag prevented a full-throated scream. The 
thing pressed in, harder, and deeper, it's length 
covered with sharp little nubs, that bit into her flesh 
and scraped along her torn anal canal as it slipped in. 
In her pain-shrouded mind, Marian didn't realize that 
she was being fucked with a huge, knobbed dildo. She 
thought that she was in hell, and finally, Satan 
himself was raping her ass. Her mind started to come 
apart under the agony of the brutal dildo rape. It had 
to have been over a foot long, and wider by far than 
any of the cocks she'd been forced to take there. Once 
it was inside her, it rested there, and she slowly 
started to realize what was actually happening. 
"Please," she prayed, silently, "just let it stay 
there, please, don't let it fuck me!"

Her body quivered in helpless agony as the huge dildo 
started to slide in and out of her, tearing at the 
walls of her asshole, bringing blood and cum out with 
it with every stroke. Marian's eyes squeezed shut, her 
mind racing madly. The cocks that had raped her ass had 
left when they'd cum. When would this end? How could it 
end?

The dildo raping went on for a good long time, Marian 
couldn't tell how long. It seemed that it would be 
going on forever, when the monster was finally dragged 
out of her ass. She could feel cool air flowing much, 
much to far inside her, as her tortured anus refused to 
close, dripping blood and the cum of dozens of hard 
anal rapes. There was a shuffling of many feet from the 
room behind her, and the door opening, and closing.

Then the door of her own booth opened again, And Marian 
looked at the men standing in the door, hate in her 
eyes.

They looked at her, laughing, for a moment, then 
parted, revealing Terry. She was naked, her wrists tied 
behind her back, but there was a strap around her 
waist, and at her pelvis was mounted a huge, black 
rubber dildo, covered with knobs, dripping blood and 
cum.	

"MOM!" she screamed, stepping into the room, and 
falling to her bruised and raw knees. "Mom, I didn't 
know! I didn't know you were here!" Her voice was 
hoarse and raw, her lips red and swollen from the vast 
number of oral rapes. "They told me... they told me if 
I did this, they'd let me go!"

Tears spilled down her cheeks, as she rested her face 
against her mother's. Zack and Brad stepped forward, 
took Terry by her shoulders, and lifted her to her 
feet.

"That was hot," said Carl. "So, Marian, is your 
daughter better at fucking your ass than we are? Be 
honest, now?"

The men laughed as Terry wailed in anguish. Four of the 
men took Terry away, leaving Dan with Marian.

"So, you want to go home, now?" he asked, holding her 
chin between thumb and forefinger. As best as she 
could, with her hair still bound, Marian nodded.

"Then you've got to do something for us." He untied 
Marian's hair, and unbound her tits, and helped her to 
stand up straight against the wall. Marian stretched 
her muscles, grateful that the anal raping was over. 
Dan untied her ankles, and helped her sit down, 
carefully, on the bench. Her ass was burning and 
bleeding, sitting was hard, but it was a vast relief to 
take the strain off of her legs.

She looked at him, expectantly, terror in her eyes, gag 
still in her mouth. Dan pulled a gun out of the back of 
his waistband, and her eyes widened even more.

"We could kill you both," he said, "and no one would 
know. None of the guys that fucked you two, today, know 
what you looked like. We could make you disappear, and 
no one would ever know. Got me?"

Marian nodded.

"Now, my four friends are tying your daughter down to a 
cot in the back room. We've all cum four or five times, 
now, and we don't really want to screw you two whores 
any more. But Terry's still a virgin, and she doesn't 
deserve it. She's way too good at being a cock-tease to 
be a virgin."

Marian could tell what was coming, and her heart 
dropped into her stomach. Dan ran the tip of the gun 
barrel around her swollen nipples.

"So we're gonna take you to her, and give you the 
strap-on that we let her use on you, and you're gonna 
take her cherry. But none of this gentle 'mommy-
daughter' crap. You're gonna call her a slut and a 
whore and you're gonna make her think that you WANT to 
rape her, that she's a dirty little fucking bitch and 
that she deserves it."

Dan held the gun to Marian's temple. "And if you're not 
convincing, you and Terry go away. In a long, slow, 
nasty way, forever. Got me?"

Marian's mind rebelled at the suggestion, at the horror 
of it, but she realized she had no choice. These men 
could do whatever they wanted to them, she had to take 
the chance, however small, however painful, to save her 
and her daughter's life.

Dan took the gag off of Marian, who remained silent. 
She'd learned her lesson.

"Good girl," said Dan. "Now, let's go take Terry's 
cherry."

Dan helped the shaky Marian to her feet, untying her 
hands.

"Just remember, you try anything," he said "and it's 
all over for you and your little bitch."

"I-I know," said Marian, through bitter tears. Dan led 
her to the supply room in back, where Terry was laying 
on her back on a thin cot, her arms and legs spread out 
wide, and tied underneath. She looked up at her mother 
with tears in her eyes, as the four other conspirators 
smiled and laughed among themselves.

"Mom-oh, god, mom, I'm so sorry... I didn't know it was 
you!"

Zack stepped up to Marian, and handed her the monstrous 
strap on, still glistening with her blood and the cum 
of uncounted rapists. She started to protest, not this, 
anything but this, but the memory of the gun in the 
hands of the man behind her stopped her. She squeezed 
her eyes shut tightly, as she strapped on the monstrous 
thing.

"Mom, what-what are you doing?" asked Terry, as Marian 
approached her. "You...you can't!"

"Shut up, you little bitch," said Marian, hoping she 
sounded convincing. "You deserve this!"

She got on top of her virgin daughter, poising the head 
of the dildo at Terry's untouched pussy lips. Terry's 
widespread thighs quivered with the effort of trying to 
pull them closed.

"God, no... please, I'm sorry... I'm SO sorry!" 
squealed Terry, her eyes locked on the monstrosity 
pressing at her cunt. "I swear, I'll be good mommy, no 
please!"

Marian almost cracked. Only the sure knowledge that she 
and her daughter would both be killed if she didn't 
continue drove her on. She carefully guided the head of 
the monster dildo to her daughter's virgin opening, and 
started to thrust into her.

"NO... MOMMY... IT HURTS!!" screamed Terry, as the head 
started to enter her. Marian paused, and slapped her.

"Listen, you little bitch," she said, her teeth 
clenched, "just shut up and take it." She hated herself 
more with every word, but what choice did she have? 
Then, she put her weight down on her hips, and the 
monstrous, knobbed dildo inched deeper into her 
daughter.

"DON'T... please, not that... don't take it... NO!!" 
screamed Terry, as she felt the huge, stretching 
invader hit her precious maidenhead. "Mom... you said I 
had to stay a virgin-why are you DOING THIS TO ME?"

"Why do you THINK, you little BITCH?" asked Marian, 
tears in her eyes. It actually did make her a little 
angry, that after all they'd gone through today, she 
didn't realize that Marian was being forced into this 
act. A little anger was all it took, she thrust her 
hips forward, and the dildo ripped through Terry's 
virginity painfully.	

Terry could only scream as Marian buried the rest of 
the dildo up her hot, tight pussy; scream and thrash 
her head about, her young breasts jiggling from the 
effort. Marian started fucking her with brutal strokes; 
the harder she went, the faster these men would let 
them go.

The conspirators smiled and laughed, commenting on 
Marian's style and technique as she brutally dildo-
raped her daughter, until Marian's legs, trembling from 
the exertion and stress of the day, gave out on her, 
and she could no longer go. Terry wept and screamed in 
her mother's ear, and the five conspirators stepped 
forward and pulled them apart, the dildo glistening 
with fresh virgin blood as is popped free of Terry's 
violated hole.

Marian, helpless with exhaustion, fatigue, and pain, 
sat next to her bound, raped daughter, weeping.

"Just so you know," said Zack, "We've been taping this 
whole thing. We got some good stuff, too. We're going 
to be jacking off to you two whores raping each other 
for a good, long time."

"You bastards," said Marian, breathing heavily.

"Now, you get any funny ideas, like going to the cops 
or anything," said Brad, "and we'll put you two all 
over the Internet, and send daddy's lawyers a few 
copies of you raping your little girl. Won't that be 
fun?"

"You-you can't!" said Marian, as Terry continued to 
cry.

"You just go on home," said Carl. "It's gonna be a long 
time before you two get off on cock-teasing again."

They untied Terry, dragged the two women out back, 
threw them, naked, into Marian's car, and left them 
there.

The five watched as, eventually, they drove off.

"Gonna do 'em again?" asked Steve, as he popped the top 
on a beer.

"Don't see why not," said Brad. "Give 'em a week or two 
to recover, and bring 'em back. And see if Terry's got 
any cute friends."

"Right on," said Dan. "Let's go watch the tape. I wanna 
see the look on her face when I'm fucking her ass."

(End)

Comments always welcome... Dakkar107@aol.com

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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